Deep, deep underground (VelaDora)

 “Attention Citizens : Current time is now 10:30PM. Curfew will now be in place until 5.30AM.” the voice said, blasting out through the halls of this place that you had been trying so hard to get out of, hearing your bed let out a creek as you got off it, looking at your door, seeing the chipped metal and stained paint as you observed the rest of the room. It was almost entirely made out of metal, a desk sticking out of the wall and a 2000s era TV resting inside of a hole in the wall, positioned to hang over your bed wherever it turned on, your eyes eventually tracing around the rest of your stuff and to the speaker system that had been wired into the wall, the speakers hissing as the woman began to speak again. “Please either enjoy our selection of hand picked programming or simply go to bed. The 10th Novachask complex thanks you for your compliance.” The woman said as the speaker would go silent again, your hand moving to the tv remote and turning it on, seeing that they had put on some random police show with you thinking about how you got here in the first place.

You didn't really choose to come here but you were instead slammed over the head with a cudgel, had a bag placed over your head and then thrown into the van and taken to the complex which seemed to be underground from what you could tell. After that you had to listen to the speech of the voice over the intercom, telling you that you had been taken here for a experiment in human behavior and that you’ll be leaving once all of it was over before she explained to you the rules, most of which were asinine but the one that you always remembered was the rule about the curfew. Instead of stating that there were guards lurking around that would catch you if you broke it, they said that there was a “new Veladora prototype” walking around, hoping to find anyone who was outside.

Of course this didn’t stop you breaking curfew anyway with you often wandering the halls, grabbing some stuff from one of the food machines and then going back before you got caught although you had seen glimpses of the prototypes. You’d often see a light behind you, some kind of lantern by the look of the flickering light as well as the swinging from something from a chain but you never found out what this was, simply running back inside and shutting the door before the Veladora could see you, let alone catch you. Tonight you wanted to do another run, mainly just to get a few more bits of food from the machine, keeping the TV on to give the illusion that there was someone in the room as you put your shoes on and snuck out of your quarters, trying to move as quietly as possible.

You’d try and move as silently and quickly as possible with you having done this enough times at this point where you knew that the nearest machine to you wasn’t that far away, slowly tiptoeing across the metal ground in the process. After a few minutes of sneaking you’d end up at the vending machine, pushing a few notes into the machine and making a purchase, the sound of the buttons beeping as you pressed them making your teeth grind against one another, a rumble echoing across the way as it would start to vend. You would start to move your hand underneath the vending slot,waiting for it to drop before you would watch as it got stuck between the coils, the sound of clanking echoing out as you watched as the screws move forwards and backwards.

This was when you began to panic, hearing as it would crank away at itself before you stuffed your arm into the slot to see if you could grab ahold of the item, feeling the packet brush against your fingers as you nearly grabbed ahold of it. That was the moment where you heard the sound of a chain swinging from side to side before you would also hear the footsteps of the being come closer and closer to you, your arm still lodged inside of the machine as you would panic even more the beforehand. Eventually you decided to cut your losses and go, yanking your hand out of the hole before getting up, hearing as the footsteps would suddenly quicken before a light would be seen from the corner of your eyes with you turning around to see the full form of the Veladora, the lamplight giving you a good enough look of what had been lurking around these halls all this time.

The first place that you looked was her head which was certainly the most inhuman part of the woman with it being cornucopia-shaped with a large, hive-like mesh covering up where her face would be if she was human, the woman’s head slowly twisting up into the air, the head ending with a single red bead pointing right above her head. The rest of her body was a lot more humanoid, your eyes running down her neck and to her rather large chest, her breasts being covered by a mixture of a black dress and what seemed to be a white shirt, the collar being kept together with a red jewel, your arms moving past the fur that lined the shoulders of her dress and looking right at her gloved, slender hands. Your eyes would then move down her curvy waist which was covered in a corset-like outfit before moving down to her legs, the ruffled dress that she had on not being able to shield her legs entirely with you being able to see one sticking out from it, the pale skin reflecting light as you saw she was wearing a high heeled shoe that was grinding into the ground somewhat.

You were so busy staring at her that you didn't start running right away, something you only realized as her head would vibrate somewhat before she would begin the run towards you, her gothic lantern moving from side to side as she ran. You’d start sprinting a moment later, the woman’s head buzzing as she would chase after you as you would try and get back to your room, looking behind you as she would grow closer and closer to you, her dress and her heels being no impediment for her speed. Eventually she was right behind you, her footsteps and the vibrating of her head being almost deafening before she would reach her free hand out and grabbed ahold of you, the woman pushing you to the ground a moment later, a thump echoing out across the air in the process.

You’d see as she would loom over you, her head buzzing away before it would come to a stop, the woman swinging her arm a couple times to let the chain she had wrapped around her arm fall loose, the lantern then resting on the ground, flickering away. She would then move so that your legs were between her own so you couldn't escape her before you’d watch as she would move her hand to the tips of her dress, the woman hiking it up to show off the panties she was wearing. They were black and lacy, surprisingly high class for a woman who seemed to have been built in a lap, the woman moving her finger inside of her panties before she would proceed to drag them down her legs and to her shoes, the woman leaving them hiked against one of her heels as she would do so.

She would then proceed to get down on her knees, the woman letting out a couple buzzes as a gloved hand moved over to your crotch, skill fully undoing your trousers before pulling them down, your underwear coming off a moments later to reveal your half erect cock. You then felt as a gloved hand moved across your cock, the velvet-like material moving against your veins as she would raise her hips above your member, the woman angling your cock so it was pointing right at your pussylips. She then raised her hips up into the air, the dress swaying somewhat before she proceeded to let her hips fall, the woman moving them slowly as she would reach your tip, pushing against it for a couple seconds before she proceeded to push herself down your length.

You would moan out into the air as you felt her slowly push down your cock, eventually taking in air when you felt her hips hit against your base before she would proceed to start raising her hips into the air once again. She moved with a sense of regalness to her, the woman never losing her composure and posture even as she was impaled on your member, her pussy clenching around your member as she did so, beads of her fluids dripping across your cock and down your balls and thighs. Eventually she would reach the tip of your cock, letting out another buzz as she would wait for a couple moments, her fingers dancing around your chest before she proceeded to slam herself back down against you, a wet clap echoing out across the empty halls as you would do so.

She would repeat this process several times with you being able to watch as her dress would hug against her hips as she lifted herself up and arched her back before she slammed herself down again, the woman briefly buzzing into the air in the process. Meanwhile her hands would stop dancing around and would start moving across your body, one of her hands moving across your sides before moving to your neck, those velvet fingertips brushing against your skin as she would start moving her other hand. You’d find it moving down your chest, clawing against it somewhat before she would arrive at the bottom of your shirt before she proceeded to move them underneath your shirt, the fingers moving across your abs and pecs as she would buzz out eagerly.

This was when she started to go faster against you, the woman’s grip on your body getting harder as her hips grew faster as she would buzz out into the air, the drone becoming a near constant sound as she would keep fucking you. The woman no longer took anything slow nor did she have any worries about spending a couple seconds focusing on the tip of your cock and instead was moving in a near constant motion, her fluids splashing out across your lower waist, covering the lower end of your shirt in them in the process. You could also feel as her pussy would clench more, these clenches seeming to be triggered by her slamming down onto your hips, twisting and clenching around it as her clit would grind against your skin as you looked into the hive.

Meanwhile her hand would move away from your neck, the woman grabbing ahold of the shirt that was underneath her dress and starting to unbutton it with you figuring that she was flicking the buttons with such force they would break off. With that she would proceed to move the shirt down, showing off more and more of her breasts before they would pop out of her dress and fall over it, exposing the rather large pale masses as she would let out a rather flirtatious buzzing sound. You’d see that her nipples were rock hard as her other hand moved from your chest to her neck whilst her free hand would proceed to cup her tit, rubbing her nipple between her fingers as she would keep riding you, the woman growing slower and slower for a couple of seconds.

She would then start to move even faster against your cock, her hips slowly becoming a blurred mess of black fabric and pale flesh, her dress billowing around in the air as her fingers would start pushing even more into your skin. You could feel the velvet pushing against your slim, cushioning a grip that you’d imagine would cause bruises as the lewd sound of you hitting against her echoing out across the building perhaps to make people know what would happen if they dared to venture out into the hallways. The buzzing was a near constant, burrowing into the air like an insect as you glanced down to see her lower lips clinging to your cock, dragging across it to maximize the pleasure she was feeling.

That was the moment you started to throb inside of her, pushing up against the woman’s inner walls which would cause the buzzing to stop for a brief moment before she would clench around it some more as if to try and squeeze the cum out of you. You’d attempt to resist her, holding in your orgasm, clutching against the ground and grinding your teeth against one another as her fingers would push against your skin some more, her heel digging across the ground and scratching against it somewhat. It would eventually get to the point that you couldn’t take it anymore, gasping out into the air before her hand would cup your cheek, rubbing against your skin as you’d shoot your first load inside of her, bouncing against your hips one more time before she stopped entirely.

You then felt as ropes started to shoot out of your cock, spraying all over her inner walls in the process, the woman letting out a satisfied buzz with each and every rope that was pushing inside of her, her legs curling around your legs somewhat in the process. These ropes would grow more intense and thicker, pushing deeper and deeper inside of her before it reached the peak of your pleasure, spraying cum into her deepest reaches which would make her shiver somewhat as she would feel it. Your orgasm would come to an end after that, the ropes growing fewer in between before suddenly reducing massively in size, eventually becoming mere droplets inside of her before you felt your head hit the metal, sweat dripping down your body in the process.

With that she would rest for a few moments,letting her composure break down for a brief moment before she proceeded to pull herself off your cock, the woman groaning as she would quickly grab ahold of her panties and pulled them up her thighs, trapping your cum inside of her pussy as she did so. She would then proceed to fix her appearance, placing her tits firmly behind her clothes  and making sure everything was prim and proper before she flattened her dress down and grabbed her lanturn, seemingly content with what she had done to you before she made a couple motions with her free hands seemingly telling you to go back to your room as if she had let you off the hook for the time being. With that she would walk off, the woman swinging her lanturn from side to side as you would proceed to run off back to your room, being glad that you finally found out what the Veladora after all this time with you wondering if you could find her wandering around the halls the next time you broke curfew.