Clients of M.P.C. Usually tend to take their time when it comes to their personalized sessions.  Waking up when they wish too, sometimes later in the day, going slow to start and working their way up to their main events, taking things easy.  In this instance however, that is not the case at all, in fact it's just the opposite.  The room of this current client had barely been touched, aside from bed that looked like it had been ransacked, everything else was perfectly pristine and unused, as if unwanted.  Along side all of this, the time was so early that the outside was still bathed in lunar glows and most of the clients and staff were sleeping peacefully.  The holder of the room however, was not.

	Within an occupied client room of the facility's gold section, held a female mobian completely covered head to toe in heavy duty bondage attire, the mobian herself was a Lemur named Tangle who, ironically from her name, seemed to be tangled up at the moment as the gear she had on was evident of that fact.  Her outfit itself consisted of a pitch black latex suit with black leather straps in various areas,  a binder to keep her arms in back that ran all the way past the elbows, and an all leather hood that kept her face completely covered so she was unable to see, hear, or talk what so ever as her mouth had been gagged.  All of this translated to not a single shred of fur showing, even around her larger than life tail that had met a similar fate of bondage, strapped around evenly and contained.

	All of these features amounted to Tangle's sense of pushing things to their limits, getting as kinky as she could get and just the sheer thrill of being absolutely unable to move around what so ever, being her own inner desires, her lust.  The pose she was in was that of kneeling down, but that wasn't for any sort of arbitrary posing, but a requirement given what was beneath the lemur, a tool for pleasure known as a sybian.  The rounded top item the mobian sat upon kept her legs opened apart while she was on her knees, while a sex toy attached to the top vibrated wildly deep inside of the lemur, shaking her inner walls like mad and causing her to release rapid, muffled moans into her gag.

	The toy's depth and girth were evident given how much Tangle was bouncing her body up and down as much as she could for the maximum amount of pleasure, and if she was in the buff there was a good chance such a toy would bulge in her insides easily and show off just how much Tangle wanted to take on.  The space around the rounded up ring-tail was anything but dry, Tangle's leg, the sybian itself, were coated liberally in her lust juices, pooling widely on the floor below the machine as more trickled down it's sides, adding to the puddle.  

	It was unclear just how many times Tangle had orgasmed, or even how long she had been there, but soon another one rocked her body hard.  She shook wildly and screened in a muff as the vibrations pushed passed her peak, causing a wet splash of liquid to gush out in a hard squirt, coating the area in front of Tangle even more.  Her body convulsed in the sensations with her knees pushed together against her would be seat as hard as they could, the fact that her only usable senses were touch and scent, it only served to turn up the lust even more as those two senses were amplified.  The spastic touch of the sybian hitting all of the right spots and the scent of herself coating the room, the feeling of being unable to do anything about it.....this was ticking all of her boxes.

	
	Once her latest climax settled down, the vibrations ceased, giving Tangle time to rest for a brief time.  She'd lean forward a bit, panting from her nose to get as much air as she could before the next stage of sexual stimulation, the only thing really in her mind right now was hurrying to get to the next part, which the room gladly obliged.  The lemur's outfit had a few more functions than just keeping her in one spot, it had high amount of modularity to it as well with metal rings and attachment points throughout, and the room was set to fully use them.  

	Around the kinky lemur, various metal clawed arms began to move around her, holding a mirad of objects for the next part of the session.  The first clipped an all black rope onto a loop where Tangle's wrists met and began to pull upwards causing her to lean forward due the angle, and rise slowly up off of the sybian as a result.  As the female mobian was hoisted upwards, her body shivered and her legs shook as the toy that had been lodged up within her drenched walls began it's exit, Tangle herself nearly climaxing again as it released from her form with a satisfyingly wet pop, signifying their separation and the machine lowering into the floor and sealing away so the space under her was just her own puddle.  After said machine was properly stored away, the room set to work on the rest of the prep, the next being hooking a metal bar between the lemur's weak-kneed legs, keeping them spread wide apart, an inviting show to any who would be around.   

	The final two pieces were another set of black ropes similar to the one keeping her bound behind arms pulling in an upward fashion, one hooking to a loop around her encased tail, hooking it to the back of a lather strap collar around her neck so as the tail would always be pulled up and away, fully presenting.  The second rope also going on the collar, and then the floor, forcing Tangle to bow down forward to complete the posing.   She was now leaning forward, nearly on a perfectly horizontal plane, wrapped arms and tail being pulled up with her legs forcibly spread apart.  Tangle felt extremely exposed, and that's just how she liked things.  She gave a giddy, muffled moan once the pose was complete, ready for more.

	More came, along with her body.  While she couldn't hear or see anything, she definitely felt something push against her wet sweet spot, it was big, very big, even bigger than the toy before it.  It didn't even feel like a toy, it almost felt real with how warm and flesh-like it was, a noticeable throb at it's tip that sent jolts up Tangle's back.  The tool didn't give her much time to get used to it as it was immediately rammed right into the lemur's snatch to as deep as it could possibly go and started ramming in and out, vibrating wildly and simply pounding away with ultra fast, robotic movements.  The extremely lack of gentle play caused Tangle to scream wildly under her gag and sheer ecstasy, orgasm hitting her hard and fast as her inner walls eagerly pressed around the shaft in an attempt to milk it for all it was worth.

	  Tangle thrashed around in over-stimulation as the machine continued it's relentless romping of her internals, it didn't lighten up what so ever as the session went on.  She was so sensitive from the previous times that she came again immediately after the first time with this method, Tangle moaned out again as the machine and her lower section were liberally coated by her juices, the spray nearly reaching the other side of the room.  Her fluids though, instead of being the usual clear were almost a pearl white, more matte and viscus, showcasing just how hard she was being worked and how much she loved it.  

	After the third or fourth climax she had, Tangle losing count, she felt a new sensation coming from the life-like shaft.  The machine shot forward to hilt the restless lemur and halted, with a few hard pulses, the artificial rod began to pump a new liquid into Tangle's womb.  It was hot, thick and felt palpable to her, instantly realizing the machine was cumming in her too!  If it was real spunk that could cause a pregnancy, or artificial that wouldn't, Tangle didn't really much care either way, it felt so good that she once again, came along with the shaft and tried to push herself back just a bit, to get every last little millimeter of it in, and every milliliter of spooge in the same manor.  

	The lava-like substance within Tangle sent her into a sex obsessed tizzy, constantly moaning under the gag and trying to breath as much as she could given the small nose holes, getting a deep breath proved difficult.  Her legs were jelly at this point given the amount of orgasms she had sustained, buckling together to the point of knees touching, and while her face couldn't be seen at all, it was clear from the drips of saliva coming out of the gag that she was indeed enjoying herself greatly.   As her latest orgasm settled, the shaft slowly pulled out leaving a mixture of white fluids to flow down the lemur's bondage encased legs.  

	The heavily bound mobian sighed as she relaxed, still shaking a bit and sensitive as ever, she could finally enjoy a bit of peace....... of course that wasn't what she signed up for however as the room began to change her placement again.  The ropes to the back of her neck and arms began pulling downward while the one keeping her bowing had gone lax, this change in force caused Tangle to back her posture upwards to a standing pose, the bar on her legs keeping her from falling backwards.  Now she was standing straight up, as much as she could anyway given her shaky, separated legs.

	In this new pose, Tangle felt yet another object prodding at her, this one was cold and metal however, unlike the last one.  Still being extremely sensitive, she let out a muffled wine as she was stimulated yet again, this metallic object very slowly entering her and heading straight up.  Unlike the previous toy however, this one took it's time, going very slowly to let the lemur feel as much of it as possible.  It was smooth and ribbed, the ribs getting a bit larger than the last as it kept going.  The cold metal brushing against Tangle's tender walls really gnawed at her, she had already taken on so much and yet she was still taking more....and still wanting it.

	As the metal toy continued to rise, the lemur could tell that it was one solid piece, a pole lodging it's way up until it hit the stopping point......and continued..... Tangle began struggling now, the sensations she felt as the pole continued to rise past her body's limit, she slowly began rising up from the ground until her tip-toes were just barely touching the ground which caused it to stop ascending.  Now, it stayed there, un-moving while the lemur was doing everything but not moving in a vain attempt to pull herself off the pole.  Any attempt was made pointless as she would moan out in several frustrated wines, the bar that forced her legs apart kept any sort of upward foot shimmy along the pole out of the question, her arms were just useless, and any sort of leg movement other than staying up, made the metal tool shove it's way up more to the limit.

	Tangle was out of options, she knew there was no possible escape from this situation, the pole glistening as her juices ran down in lust, this even more dire need of helplessness brought her right back up to wanting, her need of escape fading away.  The only thing the lemur could think of to satisfy her needs....was to take more of the pole, which is what she did.  Lowering herself slowly, her feet drifting down until they were flat with the floor, Tangle shook all the while as she did this, the smooth metal rubbing up inside of her was rocking her world more than anything else up to that point, so she continued the action by raising herself up by the toes again, then back down once more.

	Up, down, up, down, up down.  Each movement growing faster as the Lemur masturbated herself on the pole, and with every movement, she'd squeak with lustful joy.  Given her sensitivity it didn't take long at all for another rough orgasm to hit her, when she felt it coming, Tangle turned up the speed of the bouncing and as a result, hit a very intense climax.  Her head rocked back as much as it could as she sprayed out like a broken fire-hydrant, the area in front of her showered in the juices of her well used pussy.   She was hit to her core, so many intense orgasms that ravaged her like a storm, this last climax being the best one yet with such a different method that once it faded and the pole removed itself, Tangle almost fell forward if not for the two ropes keeping her standing.

	
	The shivering, soaked and used Lemur stood there, leaned forward, sapped of most of her strength.  Her lower half was a liquid mess of love fluids and the top half in a frantically panting stupor.  
The room holding the horny mobian finished things off by having a little robotic arm seal off the zipper that opened to Tangle overly wet snatch, closing it up to completely seal up the suit.  Then, the bar that kept her legs apart had unshackled, causing the Lemur to fall forward on one knee as she could just barely standing.  The room however, had other plans.

	Tangle felt a tugging sensation around her collar, pulling up and forward, demanding her to get up and walk.  Shakily she did so, following the hard tugging wherever it may lead, barely being able to keep pace with such little stamina, she had no idea where she was being taken to.....which gave Tangle just a little bit of a thrill.

	As the Lemur left to parts unknown, a familiar looking door panel with green text displayed a single phrase:  “First part of session complete.  Beginning Part 2 once other client has been prepared.”