Miri gives a sudden start, shocked as the metallic hand slaps her rounded backside, the firm flesh quivering lightly as the metal hand strikes.  Her sudden start is converted into a strangled gasp as the hand moves between her legs, brushing against her most sensitive spots.  Miri bites her lower lip, closing her eyes as the armored figure toys with her body, trying to ignore the sensations that it is sending through her body.  She continues to twist this way and that, her creamy thighs trembling, but, as time passes, it is no longer clear if she is trying to escape, or merely trying to resist the pleasure she is being forced to feel.  When the figure gently rubs her clit, Miri moans loudly, her lips parting, pleasure briefly written all over her face.  She reddens as the crowd cheers in reaction, hoping she can do better to resist.<br/><br/>It is then that she suddenly feels the extra pair of hands gripping her breasts.  "Ahhh!"  Miri cries out loudly as sensation shoots through her body, her wonderfully sensitive breasts yielding to the armored figure's touch, it's fingers digging pleasurably into her flesh.  The sensation only increases as he grabs her nipples, her delicate buds responding deliciously to his twisting and pulling.  Each breath comes in a gasp of pleasure as the strange figure toys with her above and below.  Ever so slowly, probably not even  intentionally, Miri's legs gently part, compelled by the pleasure she feels, unable to keep from opening herself, even in front of a crowd.  Her moans grow louder as this allows the figure to touch her more easily.