I groaned as I came, spurting into her eager mouth, feeling her lips suckle at my cock as she lovingly swallowed every drop.
The dull throb of orgasm ached through me and I groaned contentedly, letting her take her fill before finally allowing her to lift her head, the lovely scientist gasping for breath, her face flushed.
"Ohhhh Miles," she panted, her eyes lidded, her face rapturous like she’d just drunk a bottle of wine. "That was soooo goooood..."
"Yeah?" I said, glancing towards the counter where Patty had put my metal bracers and anklets. I smirked as I wrapped them in a magnetic field and lifted them up. "You liked it?"
"Very. Awww, but you’re looking a little soft there," she giggled, eying my cock with pouting disappointment, then brightening. "Say, how would you like to test my new formula? I’m looking to scoop Viagra’s customer base, and have just the hey!"
She yelped as my wrist and ankle bracers suddenly shackled her arms and legs, lifting her into the air.
"Patty?" I said as I stretched her arms to either side, followed by her legs. "Do you really think I’ll let the girl who turned herself into a sheep hybrid inject me with anything?"
"But you’re gonna inject me with something, right?" she said, grinning, flushed with excitement as she wriggled, helplessly held in the air. "Give me a shot of that vitamin D?"
"I could," I said, moving around the hovering scientist, pacing slowly around her. "But as you said, I’m a little soft. Need to work myself up to another."
Patty turned her head, trying to track me, her chest beginning to heave with her excited breathing, breasts stretching the fabric of her sweater. "How uh... how are you gonna do that?"
"Oh," I said, coming up behind her. "I can think of a few ways."
I suddenly reached out, grabbed the hem of her sweater and lifted it up. Patty gasped, then moaned as I moved forward and my hands enveloped her plush breasts. Mmm. No bra. That’s my girl.
"Ohhhhh!" Patty moaned, head tilting back as I hefted her breasts, her warm titflesh nearly overflowing in my palms. "Oh Miles!"
"Like that?" I asked her, talking right into her ear. "Does my fluffy girl love it when I play with her big tits?"
"Y-yessss!" Patty groaned. "I l-like it a lot. Oh f-fuck, Miles..."
I could feel her try and pull against the magnetic shackles holding her helpless in the air, to no avail. I also knew, through the very scientific methods of how hard her ass was grinding back against my cock, that she absolutely loved it.
"How much do you like it?" I asked, nibbling on her earlobe, making her squeak as I bounced her plump tits. "Do you like it enough to... baa?"
"B-baa?" she gasped, and I could feel the shiver of delight that raced through her at that.
"Yeah. Baa. Baa like my good, slutty sheep," I said, one of my hands moving down, undoing her belt.
Patty moaned as I tugged down her pants, letting them hang off the shackles that bound her ankles, my palm resting over her mound, feeling the heat and dampness of her arousal through her panties. "Are you gonna do that for me?"
"Ohhhh. I d-dunno. It’s kinda... ha... embarrassing," she said, half giggling, half pleading, all needing.
"Sounds like I just need to force it out of you," I said, my free hand running over her hip and onto her ass, giving her rump a sudden spank.
"Ah!" Patty gasped, bucking as much as she could, the smack of flesh on flesh echoing in the small lab. "Ohhhh! You’re really gonna... gonna make me s-say it, aren’t you?"
"You know I am," I said, and fuck, I was. I was hard once again.
Absolutely ready to make this pretty sheep scream for me, and I was going to see it through.
I suddenly swung her cuffed hands forward, bending Patty over in the air, her peachy ass pushed out, the soft tuft of a little tail wiggling above her panties as I yanked them down, revealing her ass and pussy.
I eased her legs apart, baring her slick cunny, seeing how absolutely dripping wet she was for me.
Oh yeah. It was time.
Grabbing her hips, I stroked my tip against her folds. Patty groaned, quivering in her shackles. "Ohhhh Miles! D-don’t t-teeeease me!" she moaned.
"That’s pretty rich coming from you," I noted. "But fine. You want it? You got it!"
I pushed forward, sinking deep into Patty’s tight pussy. She bleated, rocking forward in the loose gravity of my magnetic cuffs, but I yanked her back, spearing her on my cock again.
"Oh f-fuuuuuuck!" Patty moaned. "Miles! Ah! Yes! Yesssss! F-fuck me! Fuck me masterrrrr!"
I loved and hated when she said that at the same time. Always got flashbacks of the old life.
But without further ado I did as she asked, my hands clutching her hips as I pounded into her lush pussy.
Patty wailed in pleasure, the slap of my hips off her ass echoing in the room, her breasts swaying beneath her, her body rocking back to eagerly meet my thrusts.
"Yes! Yes! Master! Oh fuuuuuck! Fuck me! Gimme that cock! Yes! Yes! I love it! Love it! Love your cock! N-need your coooock! Ah. Ah! Master, I... I’m gonna... gonna... B-baaaaaaaa!"
With the moaning cry I felt her pussy tighten, rippling around my cock with the ecstasy of her high. Between the helpless moan and the sudden loving tightness of her pussy I didn’t have a prayer of resisting.
Hilting in her again with a loud groan, I finally came.
Patty groaned in ecstasy as I filled her with hot bursts of my seed, the curvy scientist wriggling in delight.
I pulled out of her with a contented sigh, letting the magnetic fields around the cuffs and bracers lower her to the floor where she flopped, ass in the air and twitching with aftershocks.
"So," I said, pulling back up my underwear and gathering my clothes. "You’ll make sure I get that gear, right?"
"Ohhhh yeaaaaah," Patty moaned, cheek planted on the floor, one eye visible and foggy with post-orgasmic bliss. "You got it... ha... ha..."
I chuckled, dressed, and gave her ass a spank that sent her body swaying forward with another whimpering cry. The least I could do after she manhandled me. "Attagirl. I’ll see you then."
"Ooooh... Looking forward to it!" Patty giggled breathlessly, her little tail twitching in happiness.
I left Patty like that, knowing she’d be back to her old self in no time, and also if I didn’t leave now she’d probably try and convince me to stay for round three.
Something I wasn’t sure I could resist, even with everything else I needed to take care of.
There was just something about that curvy scientist that got my engine going. Opposites attract, as they say.
I slapped the control panel at the lab doors, which slid open with a beep. Glacia was still standing there, almost at parade rest, only to stiffen as soon as I exited.
"Got what we needed. Let’s go," I said.
"Yes, sir," Glacia said rigidly, practically pivoting on her heel to march after me, head tilted back, arms crossed behind her.
I glanced over my shoulder at her, but Glacia didn’t look inclined to share.
She looked miffed, if anything, but I wasn’t sure what to make of that. Maybe I left her waiting too long? I’d better make sure I avoided that in the future.
No sense antagonizing her. It was going to be hard enough training her for what was to come.
It wasn’t until we’d left the industrial area and were driving back into the concrete jungle of the city that she finally spoke again.
"You seem close with her," Glacia said.
"Patty?" I shrugged as street lights flashed across my face. "Well, kind of. I’ve been getting gear from her for years. She does excellent work, despite her quirks. And I can rely on her discretion. You don’t need to use her for business, but I suggest you find a lab rat you can get decent equipment from early on. When you’re a freelance villain, it’s all about making the right connections."
"It seemed more than that," Glacia said with a close look at me. "It looked like she wanted a relationship from you."
"Patty?" At that, I laughed. "Ha! No way. I might fool around with her, sure. But I’m not looking for that kind of thing. Relationships are dangerous in this business. Too much can go wrong. Same reason heroes have such trouble with romance."
"Really?" Glacia said.
"Of course."
"Oh," Glacia said, settling back in her seat, looking oddly disappointed. I gave her a side-eye, wondering what that was about. But before I could think more on it she asked, "Where are we going now?"
"Oh, that," I said. "We’re going to a bar. Time to pick up some henchmen."