"Now let's fix that attitude problem of yours." Airachnid whispered before pressing her lips against Arcee's. The Autobot released a muffled scream of horror and started to panic as she struggled against the table's restrains before feeling a strange liquid fill her throat. Moments later she stopped struggling and even started to moan with pleasure as Airachnid kept her lips glued to her own. As they continued to kiss Arcee closed her eyes and let her mind be consumed by the passion she was experiencing.
As Arcee allowed her make out session continued with her bitter rival images of herself and Airachnid began to fill her mind while others faded into nothing. The first image was when they first met and the spider was interrogating Arcee. While the two-wheeler was still suspended by overhead restraints Airachnid was busy eating out of her defenseless pussy. Arcee couldn't help but moan feeling the spider's tongue wriggle inside her soaked valve, fully aware the spider was only teasing her if the smirk on her face was any indicator. Airachnid pulled herself away from Arcee's pelvis, much to the Autobot's dismay, before standing up and moving closer to her face . Arcee stared at the puckered lips approaching hers and welcomed them before the image disappeared and another appeared.
The second image was when Airachnid arrived on Earth and bound Arcee to a nearby cliffside. The two were naked, their armor nowhere to be seen, as their lips were caught with each other's while Airachnid pumped her fingers into Arcee's leaking sex. The spider's second hand was busy groping and massaging one of the blue femme's tits, inciting a satisfied groan from its owner. Airachnid began to insert her fingers faster into Arcee's cunt bringing her closer to climax. The final strike that drove the two-wheeler into overloading was a pinch onto one of her nipples. Arcee screamed with joy as she released her fluids below her and onto Airachnid's hand. As she was catching her breath Arcee noticed an annoyed look on the spider's face before her vision became black once more. Another image appeared.
This new image had Arcee on her knees, her arms and legs restrained and unable to move, while she was being fucked from behind by Airachnid. The spider had an artificial pair of cocks which she was using to push into the two-wheeler's ass and twat. Arcee screamed in a mixture of pain and euphoria which was responded by a hard smack by a riding crop Airachnid held in her hand. She was not permitted to speak, moan, or cry out and thus had to be punished. Despite the pain she was feeling Arcee couldn't help but enjoy it. Airachnid berated the Autobot, shouting Arcee's place was being beneath her. Arcee listened, the words of the spider echoing in her mind as it went blank once more.
Airachnid, who had been watching Arcee's shift in attitude, grinned with anticipation. Her new nanite-injected poison had worked out just as she had hoped. As she continued to make out with her sworn enemy the nanites were proceeding with their function of altering Arcee's mindset into whatever she wanted. Her feelings of hatred would become those of loyalty and desire. Her dedication to her Autobot brethren would change to Airachnid and her alone. This would only be the start as she turned Arcee into her own obedient slut and Airachnid couldn't wait.
Soon the two femmes separated themselves and Airachnid remained silent, waiting with anticipation, as Arcee panted for breath beneath her. The two-wheeler opened her eyes and they were no longer the bright blue from a moment ago but now a deep glowing pink, the same shade as Airachnid. Arcee smirked as she gazed upon the spider-con hovering above her with the same expression as her own.
"My mistress. I am yours to command." She spoke, making Airachnid form a massive smile before lifting herself off from Arcee and proceeded to unfasten her restraints. Arcee helped herself off the table before kneeling in front of her mistress. "What shall you wish to do with me today, mistress?"
Airachnid stayed silent, considering her options, before an idea struck her and spoke. "Arcee, my servant, tell me what is your function."
"I exist to be your sex slave, mistress." Arcee answered. "My body is yours to touch whenever and wherever you desire and I shall never question you. I am your slut. Your whore. Your bitch. Your toy to play with. "
That declaration was all Airachnid needed to hear. She ordered Arcee to stand and the obedient two-wheeler obeyed before finding herself being kissed by her mistress once again. Arcee welcomed Airachnid's advance and did not flinch when she felt the spider's fingers pushing into her pussy. To her dismay the moment did not last as her mistress pulled away taking her lips and fingers with her. Airachnid stepped back and examined Arcee, her eyes scanning her slave's form top to bottom, before speaking.
"Now that you're willing to take the part as my personal whore you'll need to look like it. Now what shall we change next?"
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