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"Alright, this should be it.." Kimmy said to herself, looking over the remote control she had a slave work up. It didn't control anything like a television, but rather a set of robots that were located far, far away from her- or not really that far at all. For her plan, along with the remote control, she'd put on a portal ring over her torso-long dick and head-sized balls, both disappearing into a secluded chamber in a location only she and a few select others knew about, the only things in that chamber (other than her junk) being the bots.. and all sorts of torture devices for one, specific purpose.

This work day was going to be long, slow, and dreadfully boring, so she wanted to make it a bit more interesting. Once she turned the remote on the bots would start to beat her balls with their hands and the various tools she'd given them, torturing her nuts while she'd be going about her day. The more she turned the remote up the rougher they'd get, and the more pleasure she'd get. She had a pain tolerance that could only be described as unfair, and that meant when she got abused in certain areas it'd feel far more pleasant to her than others. Not that it wouldn't hurt of course, but her tolerance allowed her to feel more of the pleasantness that others might not get.. To put it simply, she was a huge masochist.

Even from the beginning of the day it was mundane work, not quite what anyone would expect from someone known as the Pirate Queen. She sat at the desk in her office of one of her countless space stations, scrolling through things on her computer, making sure things were running properly. She could only stand it for a few minutes before the boredom got to be too much, picking up the remote from her desk. It was a simple thing, just with a dial and a metre to show the intensity, and with a large finger she turned the dial up the smallest amount to activate the bots.

After a few seconds of nothing she felt a metal hand against her cum-filled orbs on the other side of the portal, gently caressing the leathery skin of her sack before not-so-gently grabbing a handful of that flesh and giving it a tight squeeze. She huffed from that twinge of pain, the hand relaxing before squeezing again, and just a moment later five more hands joined in on the fun, giving her balls rough groping all over, and some hard rubbing as well. Almost right away she could feel her cock hardening, quickly erecting from the abuse below, gaining inches with each heavy throb. Another item to help with her plan, not that it was something she didn't usually wear anyways, was a durable, metal ring around the base of her shaft, and as her dick grew larger that ring suddenly felt very tight.

She continued working, feeling a bit less dreadful now that she was able to have some fun while scrolling through things, despite the intense arousal it caused that she couldn't even do anything about with her genitalia on the other side of the portal.

That part of work was done soon enough, but unfortunately that was probably the least slow part of the work she'd have to do. Now she had to check mail she received, and she could already feel the joy of her masochistic torture slipping away as she looked at the mass of envelopes sitting in a bag next to her table.

"Ugh, for fucks sake. Wasn't someone supposed to burn all this?" She grumbled to herself, picking up a handful of mail and looking through it. Bills, bills, nudes, some guy's finger, an offer from a rich merchant hoping to avoid taxes, bills, more nudes.. She groaned, having to keep herself from throwing the mail across the room. She took a quick look at the nudes she was given and skimmed the bills, throwing any that weren't of utmost importance into an incinerator built into her desk. It was only a scratch on the surface of the mail she had to go through though.

With a sigh she grabbed the remote to control her bots, turning it up some more in the hopes of making her day less insufferable. Her balls were already feeling a bit tender from the rough massage they were getting, but she knew that would make it feel even better once things got rougher. Like before there was a brief pause, before she felt a hard smack against her balls that made her grunt, a hand gripping tight to her desk. Another smack followed immediately after, and another, each slap to her sensitive sack making her dick throb harder. Sometimes they gave her a harsh squeeze and tug between smacks, pulling on the skin of her balls and digging their metal fingers into her testes, the pain making her blush hard underneath her helmet.

The ring on her cock was so tight that she couldn't even leak any precum, the thick fluid backing up inside her and making her nuts extra full, making them even more sensitive and vulnerable to the abuse. Her precum wasn't the only thing that was being blocked off though, her arousal caused her milk production to spike up, but the massive nipple plugs- attached to her junky looking, manhole-and-chain bra- stuffing her tits prevented that.. For now. She didn't notice that pressure rising, but she was already starting to sweat at her desk, and she was reinvigorated enough to keep on going through her mail.

It felt like hours went by while she went through her mail, and it was all just as boring. More bills, more nudes, empty threats, yadda yadda yadda.. She sighed as she finished the last of it, looking at the pile of the bills that she put on her desk.

"HENDERSON! Get the fuck in here, I got other things to do!" She shouted out, a panel opening up on the wall nearby as her robotic servant stepped out.

"Of course ma'am, right away." Henderson said obediently as Kimmy stood from her desk, grabbing the remote for the robots on the other side of her portal ring, trying to act normal despite how hard her cock was straining at its ring, unable to leak a single drop of pre while her orbs were slapped so hard.

As she stepped out of her office she turned the remote up further. There was hardly even a pause this time before she felt a hard punch to her balls, and before she even had time to adjust she felt one of the bots stomp on one of her nuts, precum trying to force its way out but only creating more pressure, pain, and pleasure as it was blocked off. She couldn't hold back a loud moan as her balls were quickly and roughly beaten and abused, a shudder going up her spine.

"I see you've found a way to enjoy your depravity during your torturous work day, though I'm not surprised it's with a different kind of torture." Henderson chuckled sarcastically from inside the office, sorting through the bills that she left for him to do.

"Nngh.. shut your mouth Henderson, you've got bills to do." She stomped away, having to hold back her moans while her sack was pummeled. The increased pain meant she was producing even more fluids, sweat occasionally dripping from her as she walked, her cumtanks swelling larger as they filled with more precum, and milk starting to leak out from around her nipple plugs and underneath her bra. She silently cursed at the mess but continued on, even while her tender balls were treated like punching bags.

She walked to the nearest teleporter, only to find that a few workers were standing around it and tinkering away with their tools. They collectively gasped as they saw here approaching, standing up from what they were doing as she walked right up to them.

"What the fuck is going on here?" She asked gruffly, getting some intimidated squeaks from all of the workers she towered over.

"S-sorry miss, the teleporters are malfunctioning! They'll be functioning in, um.." The one that spoke nervously looked at the others, getting no help. "..a-about an hour?"

"Oh for fucks sake!" She exclaimed before she kept stomping along, and she would've trampled right over some of the workers had they not jumped out of the way. On one hand she wasn't upset about getting more time to experience her own little torture with her bots, but on the other hand she would've much rather had as much time as possible to enjoy that freely once she was done work for the day, rather than having to walk through corridors and up and down elevators to get where she wanted.

While she walked she became plenty sweatier, milkier, and hornier, rivulets of cream dripping from her chest and dotting the floor. She just ignored it, someone else would clean it up for her. It felt surprisingly nice to walk while her nuts were receiving such a beating without having to deal with their weight, or having someone in front of her at all times, or having all of her subordinates knowing of her self-induced ballbusting. It wasn't exactly a secret that something was going on, considering her obvious, deeply aroused state.

It took a few more minutes for her to arrive at her destination, the pirate queen stepping into the office of the overseer of the mining operation of the asteroid belt this space station was hidden in. He was a ruthless man who was good at his job, but he was still far beneath Kimmy in more than a few ways. When he wasn't on the floor under her, face down and ass up with her dick all the way inside him, and his mouth gagged, she found him insufferably annoying to be around, let alone talk directly to. She could practically feel the years slipping from her life just as he greeted her, distracting her from the fact that her breasts had started to slowly swell larger while they leaked even more milk around the plugs.

A few minutes into their meeting she wordlessly pulled her remote out while he blabbed on and on about the state of his workers and what he had for lunch and a dream he had the other day, and she turned up the remote a few notches so she wouldn't literally die of boredom. The metre on the remote flickered and a few sparks flew out, but in her incredibly horny and agonisingly bored state she didn't notice. What she did notice was the heavy, metal THWACK to her balls that almost made her yell in surprise, instead letting out a long and low groan as she tried to hide her pained pleasure, fingers digging into the overseer's desk so tight that it splintered the wood, and other hand gripping so tight to the remote that it made it crackle.

"Er, did I say something to upset you, m'lady?" The overseer asked, either entirely oblivious to her arousal or staying quiet in the hopes of avoiding some form of punishment.

"Fuck yes, you're so insufferably boring and annoying that I have to make robots torture my balls just so I don't put a bullet in my skull." That's what she wanted to say, but instead all she said was "No, it's- rrgh! It's fine." Another heavy thunk against her balls and she let out a noisy moan, but then she felt something she didn't expect. Something hard and very big pressed up her cumslit, and that was all the warning she got before she had a dildo bigger than most people's arm rammed all the way into her urethra. She'd taken far bigger things into her dick before, but this was without any stretching beforehand or even a single drop of lube. It hurt quite a lot, and before she had any time to adjust the toy was yanked all the way out, her cock left gaping before it was penetrated again less than a second after, the dildo brutally fucking her like a piston while her testicles were battered with what felt like heavy metal clubs.

"Oh goodness m'lady, how uncouth! Perhaps you would enjoy my aid?" The overseer offered, shortly before Kimmy grabbed his head and quickly slammed it down into the desk, promptly knocking him unconscious. Fuck this, she'd get Henderson to talk to him later.

She stood up with a loud huff, her legs wobbling from the torturous pleasure that only got worse. She'd be able to stand much more normally, but she couldn't exactly work properly while she was shivering and moaning and dripping sweat and milk, kept from getting any sort of release. It wouldn't be the greatest for her reputation, either. She tried to turn down how intense the bots were, but the metre on the remote didn't change at all, and once she realised that she nearly threw it right on the floor. Once she took a closer look she could see that the metre was slowly rising higher, and it felt like the bots were getting rougher accordingly. It was hard to truly tell, maybe it was just her getting more sensitive while her dick was fucked raw and her nuts were treated like some sort of strength test. Her tits were rather sore too, though not in nearly the same way, milk squirting out from under her bra while more milk built up inside. Her chest was squished tight against the creaking chain, flesh starting to spill right over it along with the manholes, that metal creaking as it struggled to contain all that mass.

She was halfway through undoing her pants before remembering she couldn't actually take the portal ring off here- it required a key to unlock and remove, a key that she left in her bedroom, on the other side of the space station. And the teleporters were still down.

"Fuck!" She cursed before storming off, not running but clearly in a hurry. She gave off quite a powerful musk with how aroused she was, more sweat dripping from her body and lightly steaming from her heat, a trail of wetness left on the floor that another person would have to clean again.

A normal person would probably be writhing on the floor and begging for mercy by now, but the biggest thing on Kimmy's mind was how badly she needed to cum. Things kept ramping up, the bots going from beating her nuts with metal clubs to whipping them with thick chains and smashing them with what felt like large, spiked hammers. The massive dildo that was reaming her phallus was replaced by progressively larger and more wicked toys, now being wrecked with a monster thicker than her own dick covered in rough barbs without any semblance of lube.

She passed a few different people in the hallways, all becoming rather blushy at the sight, and smell, of her. None dared say anything though, trying to avert their eyes and carry on with their jobs.

Despite how much milk was leaking from around her nipple plugs, the pressure in her swollen chest inevitably reached a breaking point- but not for her tits. With a loud crack the chains on her bra snapped, unable to hold back the mountain of titflesh and who knows how much milk, her plugs forced out and leaving her practically naked above the waist.. and revealing the huge, plump, juicy, hungry black lipples that were in place of regular nipples. Copious amounts of cream began pouring out of them, making her earlier production look like drops in a lake, quickly making a massive pool on the floor. She moaned out loud from the pleasure of getting some form of relief, having to lean against the wall to keep herself from falling right to her knees. She knew if she fell all the way she wouldn't be able to stop herself from touching herself all over for a good while. Still, one hand sunk down to her chest, and she shoved not just her fingers but an entire fist deep into one of her milky tits, her hungry lipple sucking away on her arm and trying to pull it deeper for more pleasure.

"Nnngh, come on..!" She grunted and shook her head, pulling her hand out of her chest and leaving it dripping with milk while more gushed from those mouths, and she kept on walking. Now anyone she passed found it impossible to not look at her, and she had to resist the urge to grab someone and shove them into her hungry tits.

After an eternity she arrived at her bedroom, drooling on herself from under her helmet. She made sure the door was locked behind her, looking around for the key to the portal ring while making a mess of milk and sweat, almost thinking she lost it before finally finding it on the floor. She prayed that it wouldn't malfunction as she took her pants off, and for once luck was on her side. The ring flashed against her crotch and its seal opened, and with a loud grunt she practically ripped it off with both hands, at long last freeing her genitals from the pleasureful torture. She almost wasn't able to get the portal ring off, and it was quickly apparent why. The abuse caused her genitals to expand quite a bit, especially her nuts, normally grey skin turned red and purple from bruising and swelling, veins on her dick bulging with every painful throb. Her urethra was stretched so much that she could fit a few fingers into it without touching the sides, and she moaned from the intense feelings as she slipped her hand right in against that tender flesh.

After playing with herself for a bit, stroking her ruined girth or smacking her bruised testicles, she sat back on her bed with a moaning sigh. That was pretty damn rough, and it was pushing even her pain tolerance to its limits- though at that point it'd simply feel too good for her to do anything. She looked down at the portal ring, still connected to that torture chamber with the bots inside it, which she assumed were waiting for her to stick her junk back in. Her genitals were so swollen that if she put them through the portal again, she doubted she'd be able to fit them back out until the swelling went down- her regenerative abilities assured that would only take a day or so, and there wouldn't be any lasting harm, but unless the remote control was fixed that meant she'd have to endure that torture until, well, the remote was fixed, and until then it'd continue getting worse and worse.

She smirked, running a hand along her chest and giving one of her breasts a squeeze as some fun thoughts crossed her mind. Sure, it'd be tough as fuck to work normally while going through such pleasure, but she was the goddamn Pirate Queen! She'll make people fear and bow down to her, no matter what she's doing in front of them.

"Time for an endurance test.." She snickered as she put the portal ring back on without a moment of hesitation, grunting out loud when hardly a moment later the bots resumed torturing her battered junk. She picked up the electronic key to the portal and the remote for the bots, and crushed them to nothing but scraps in her hand, ensuring that there'd be no going back until everything was fixed.

"HENDERSON!! Get me a new key and remote at the end of the day! And give some more weapons to my bots, I've got some fucking work to do!"