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In the corridor, Xalia angrily wiped away tears as she crawled a few feet along the carpet; her lovely young body had never been manhandled before, let alone so viciously. She couldn’t even bear to touch her soft, sensitive behind where it had been so savagely punctured. What was she to do? She wasn’t sure that she could pilot the ship back to Jasharii on her own, even if she could make her way past Heebie to the controls.
In the end, though, the princess didn’t have time to think; behind her the cabin door began to rise again. With a little gasp of alarm, Xalia dragged herself to her feet, drawing rubbery squeaks of protest from her suit, and ran away along the corridor, Heebie rolling out of the cabin in hot pursuit.
Her extremely high heels were not intended for running, or indeed moving at anything other than an alluring, hip-swinging sashay, so Xalia soon heard the drone closing fast on her. Looking back over her shoulder, she saw with mounting horror that the robot had retracted its pincer arms and extended its electrical attachment. This new arm ended in an array of sharp spikes, and blue electricity crackled around these with vicious snaps.
‘Oh no no NO…’ Xalia shrieked, trying to speed up.
‘Attempting to subdue pest,’ Heebie stated as it wheeled inexorably forward. Its primary target was swaying frantically from side to side as the girl stumbled along, but the drone’s advanced programming had no trouble in ramming the electrical spikes deep into the princess’ wiggling rear end.
Xalia howled as a loud crackle accompanied the play of electricity over her already aching buttocks. The pain of the spikes going in was bad enough, but the jolt of electricity that ran through her luscious body was far worse. The drone jabbed her again, and she shrieked anew.
The princess hammered at one of the doors to the other sections of the ship, but Heebie had already locked them all down. Another crack from the shock prod forced her onward with a hysterical squeal...

To be continued...

Description

In the corridor, Xalia angrily wiped away tears as she crawled a few feet along the carpet; her lovely young body had never been manhandled before, let alone so viciously. She couldn’t even bear to touch her soft, sensitive behind where it had been so savagely punctured. What was she to do? She wasn’t sure that she could pilot the ship back to Jasharii on her own, even if she could make her way past Heebie to the controls.
In the end, though, the princess didn’t have time to think; behind her the cabin door began to rise again. With a little gasp of alarm, Xalia dragged herself to her feet, drawing rubbery squeaks of protest from her suit, and ran away along the corridor, Heebie rolling out of the cabin in hot pursuit.
Her extremely high heels were not intended for running, or indeed moving at anything other than an alluring, hip-swinging sashay, so Xalia soon heard the drone closing fast on her. Looking back over her shoulder, she saw with mounting horror that the robot had retracted its pincer arms and extended its electrical attachment. This new arm ended in an array of sharp spikes, and blue electricity crackled around these with vicious snaps.
‘Oh no no NO…’ Xalia shrieked, trying to speed up.
‘Attempting to subdue pest,’ Heebie stated as it wheeled inexorably forward. Its primary target was swaying frantically from side to side as the girl stumbled along, but the drone’s advanced programming had no trouble in ramming the electrical spikes deep into the princess’ wiggling rear end.
Xalia howled as a loud crackle accompanied the play of electricity over her already aching buttocks. The pain of the spikes going in was bad enough, but the jolt of electricity that ran through her luscious body was far worse. The drone jabbed her again, and she shrieked anew.
The princess hammered at one of the doors to the other sections of the ship, but Heebie had already locked them all down. Another crack from the shock prod forced her onward with a hysterical squeal...

To be continued...