[NSFW] /foe/ Blackjack's Cyberhoof Boogaloo

>Blackjack's steel hooves rest on your legs.
>You try to hide your panic, try desperately to prevent your nervousness from leaking out.
>"What's up, Anon? You seem a little skittish."
>God damnit.
"Uh, it's nothing."
>Your eyes keep darting down to the pistons she calls legs.
>Those things could smash your skull like a grape.
>You feel a bead of sweat travel down your brow.
>Blackjack squints her eyes at you, puzzling things out.
>Then, she gets a devilish smirk.
>Small digits extend from her cyber-limbs and grab your legs, turning you towards her.
"Wh-what are you doing?"
>You try tugging yourself away, but her digits have too much of a grip.
>She pulls your legs apart, exposing your groin.
>"Don't think I didn't see you eyeing up my augmentations, Anon. I never would've guesses you had a robot fetish though."
>Blackjack smirks, "but I'd be more then happy to oblidge."
>She pulls her hoof back.
>Your eyes go wide.
"Wait, I don't have a-"
>It's too late.
>You see her hoof soaring through the air at mach speed, aimed straight at your groin.
>You close your eyes and try to block her, but you know you can't move fast enough.
>Goodbye Lil Anon, I'll always remember those nights we spent together fondly.
>Blackjack's steel hoof makes contact and you let out a wheeze.
>Her hoof presses into your dick, almost like she was trying to grind it into a pulp.
>Blackjack adopts a confused look on her face.
>"You aren't hard? I thought you were into this?"
>You try to shout at her to get the fuck off your dick, but all you can let out is a strained croak.
>You quickly point downwards, trying desperately to signal her to get off it.
>Blackjack facehooves.
>""I'm sorry, I'm such an idiot."

>You feel a glimmer of hope as the weight on your dick lightens.
>It's immediately dashed when you feel it shift southwards, gently hovering over your sack.
>Blackjack presses in ever so slightly, your balls pressed to the sides of your sack.
>"Speechless, huh? I guess I would be too if a lifelong fantasy of mine was getting fufilled."
>Blackjack looks down at you, eyes half-lidded.
>"You'll just have to make up for it later."
>Right as you're about to scream at her she presses down hard.
>All that comes out is a garbled moan of an aching pain.
>Blackjack's eyes light up.
>"Now that's what I was expecting to hear! I want to hear you screaming my name by the time I'm through with you!"
>Despite the adrenaline surging through your system and the ever-present terror in your head, your shaft was starting to harden from her minstrations.
>You felt another hard press into your sack, your balls quivering from the pressure, when the weight lightened.

>You thanked Celestia above for the reprieve, then damned her to Tartarus as you felt the pressure shift upwards.
>Blackjack pressed a hoof into your now firm member, causing you to let out another strangled moan.
>This only encouraged her, her hoof pressing in harder.
>You could feel your dick throbbing as she cut off the blood flow, forcing your hard-on to get even harder.
>The weight lightened on your shaft before you felt the weight press down on your sack again.
>That's when you realized she had shifted both hooves to your groin.
>She alternated pressure on your balls and on your dick, letting blood flow in before pressing back down and trapping it.
>With every press you felt like your balls were about to explode, and like your shaft was going to burst.
>Blackjack's tongue started slipping out of her mouth as she started working up a sweat.
>You felt something building, something rising.
>She was milking you for ypur semen, and you couldn't resist.
>You couldn't hold out against her relentless assault any longer.
>You cried out her name as you came, spurting out load after load.
>Blackjack caught bits and pieces on her tongue, but most of it went into her face and her mane.
>When your hard-on calmed down, she looked you in the eyes, grinning.
>"So, how'd you like it? Everything you had hoped it would be?"
>Utterly exhausted, you couldn't even muster up a 'what the fuck'.
>However, you knew one thing for certain.
>You may not have had one before, but you definitely had a cyberpony fetish now.

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>"You know, I never would have thought of it on my own, but I really can't judge you"
>The smell of booze from Blackjack's breath wafts into your face.
>She places one of her cybernetic death machines she calls hooves onto your chest and presses you onto the ground.
>"You've seen what these babies can do. You've seen them pop raider skulls like a grape."
>She presses into you, her mechanical might bending your ribs inwards and driving the air from your lungs.
>Then she pulls back, your organs popping back into place.
>"You've felt firsthoof what they can do too, yet you keep coming back."
>Her hoof trickles downward, holding up your semi-erect dick.
>She presses the other one against your semi-erect shaft, making it spasm between her hooves.
>"You just love that feeling of being completely helpless, don't you? Of being putty in my cybernetic hooves. That feeling that, if I apply just a little bit more pressure, something is going to go 'pop'. And you love how you know you can't do anything about it, even if you wanted to."
>A small moan trickles out past your lips, completely unintended.
>Your face flushes red.
>Blackjack's eyes light up, a small smile creeping it's way across her face.
>"Mmmmm, now that's what I want to hear."
>She presses in even harder to your now fully erect shaft, squeezing and compressing it against your body.
>You let out another moan.
>You couldn't stop it from tumbling out if you tried.
>That's when you felt the pressure suddenly ease.
>Confusion flashed across your face.

>You felt something hard and cold on your back, and pressing into the sides of your neck.
>Blackjack looks down at you, that same smug grin on her face.
>"What, did you think that I forgot about the debt you owe me?"
>Her cybernetic hind hooves press in against the sides of your neck.
>Your eyes unfocus as you start to feel a little lightheaded.
>She eases off after a few seconds.
>When your eyes refocus all you can see is Blackjack's glistening pussy in front of you.
>"Now listen here. You're gonna start licking. If you aren't quite up to par, I'll squeeze some more. Give you a little motivation. If that's not quite enough, well, I guess I'll finally know what crushing a skull between my thighs feels like."
>You drove your tongue into her pussy with a fervor that would make a nymphomaniac blush.
>Blackjack, surprised by the sudden sexual assault, lets out a small moan.
>Her legs squeeze together and you feel a pressure start to build in your head.
>You ease off, slowing your strokes down to a more reasonable pace.
>Blackjack lets out a breath as she eases off the pressure.
>She leans down, gher muzzle right next to your ear.
>The smell of booze is even stronger up close.
>"Don't forget, I'm the one in control here. We do things my speed."
>She bites down on the tip of your ear, causing you to let out a little yelp.
>Blackjack tries to stifle a giggle, but it ends up leaking out.
>"You know, you're kinda cute like this. Caught between my hooves."
>She gives you a playful little squeeze.
>"You've got that adorable little blush on your face. Like you know that you're not supposed to be enjoying this, but you can't stop yourself."
>Her tail wraps around your shaft.
>"Now, be a good little boy and service me, and I'll service you too."

>The world seems to fade away around you as you lose yourself in sheer bliss.
>Your muzzle buried deep in her cunt, tongue stroking her inner walls.
>Her steel thighs cradling your neck, occasionally giving a playful squeeze,
>Her tail wrapped around your shaft, bringing you closer and closer to the edge, but then pulling away, leaving you unable to finish.
>Not until she does.
>Blackjack's forehooves wrap around the back of your head and pull you closer in.
>She starts squeezing harder and harder.
>You start licking faster and faster, moaning into her pussy.
>Her tail starts tugging on your shaft rapidly.
>Spots swim in the corners of your vision as you hear Blackjack unleash a moan unlike any you've heard before.
>Suddenly, marejuice floods into your face.
>You try to guzzle down as much of it as possible.
>The pressure on your neck only strengthens, feeling like your head is about to pop like a grape.
>The pressure in your shaft builds and builds until you hit climax, moaning like an animal.
>Your semen gushes out, adding flecks of white to her red and black tail.
>The release in tension from your shaft is met with a release of tension from around your neck.
>You can't ignore your burning lungs any longer, and start gasoing for breath.
>Meanwhile, Blackjack just lets out a rowdy laugh.
>When your dick stops twitching she flicks her tail upwards, dragging her muzzle across and inhaling deeply.
>"Mmmmm, looks like I'll have to avoid washing this out for a while."
>She turns down to you with a smile, giving you one final squeeze before unwrapping her cybernetic hooves from around your neck.
>"You know, I think we're about even now."