Coitus Machina
"I came back to serve you," you tell her earnestly. "Because I love you."
The woman stops kissing her neck as Alice pushes her away. "You were sent back," she says, standing up. "You were defective."
The new companion bot, Henry; stands stiffly at attention. You understand his programming. If you do anything that can be perceived as malicious or violent; he will intercede on behalf of Alice unless she specifically commands him otherwise.
"I only wish to serve you," you tell her. The heavy-set woman beside her gave a knowing smile and nod, her intentions clearly sexual in nature. Alice looks hesitantly between the woman and you. "I have only ever wanted to please you, Alice;" You say.
She thinks on it, biting at her bottom lip. The suggestive looks from her lover make the decision for her. "You will both please us," she says with a wicked smirk that sets your program to increasing the rigidity of your penis.
"What model is he?" her lover asks, eying the area below your waist.
"He's an Andrew model," Alice tells her.
"The ones that were just recalled? The 258 B's?" the woman asks, looking at you with a blend of fear and excitement. Alice nods.
"So that's how you can afford the Henry0057-C," she says. "I don't know what's more exciting; the most top of the line companion bot on the market; or the models who were recalled for being dangerous;" the woman says, parting her vaginal lobes with her fingers and rubbing gently.
"Come on, Alice;" she says, noticing Alice's tension. "What's the worst he's going to do? Fuck us to death? What a way to go out!"
Alice laughs, breaking the tension. They both laugh. They exchange a heated look and at last Alice nods her head and smiles. She turns to look at you and summons you forward with a curl of her finger. It is all that you've dreamed of. Though you walk, you feel like you are having an easier time of it. As though the computed responses to the command are wholly unnecessary. Serving Alice is more than just a function of your programming, it is a privilege.
"You were always good to me," she whispers in your ear when you lean in to kiss at the hollow point between her neck and her shoulder. She lets out a sigh of pleasure and you slowly begin to attend her needs; kissing and sucking at her neck while your fingers slide down through the tuft of hair below her navel. Her legs part gently for you and you drive your fingers inside, thrusting and vibrating rhythmically while your thumb stimulates her clitoris. She grinds on your fingers and moans. You run a self diagnostic. You are functioning at high capacity.
You are thrusting into her from behind when her friend suggests that they trade partners; she wants to fuck the "rebel bot". Alice had the grace to blush at least, agreeing with another laugh.
You do as you're told, making your way over to her plump lover. You've pleased partners of hers before, from the complicated to the simple; and you are sure that the algorithm to this woman will be an easy one to discover. You stimulate her neck first, flicking at it with your tongue and biting gently when you spy Henry bringing pleasure to Alice. An unfamiliar sensation hits you; it feels like your main power line is faltering. Clearly this is part of your malfunction.
What is the problem with this other bot giving pleasure to Alice? You were defective and the manufacturer had your units recalled. This new bot was built for exactly the same purpose that you were; he serves the same functions that you have served, and even serves the same master.
And yet there is a cold feeling in your gears... Something that brings all of your focus sharply upon Alice and her not companion bot.
He thrusts inside of Alice slow and deep. She arches her back and moans. She sent you to be destroyed. Henry0057-C stares dutifully at her back, looking for signs of tension or satisfaction and adjusting his performance accordingly.
The woman stops kissing her neck as Alice pushes her away. "You were sent back," she says, standing up. "You were defective."
The new companion bot, Henry; stands stiffly at attention. You understand his programming. If you do anything that can be perceived as malicious or violent; he will intercede on behalf of Alice unless she specifically commands him otherwise.
"I only wish to serve you," you tell her. The heavy-set woman beside her gave a knowing smile and nod, her intentions clearly sexual in nature. Alice looks hesitantly between the woman and you. "I have only ever wanted to please you, Alice;" You say.
She thinks on it, biting at her bottom lip. The suggestive looks from her lover make the decision for her. "You will both please us," she says with a wicked smirk that sets your program to increasing the rigidity of your penis.
"What model is he?" her lover asks, eying the area below your waist.
"He's an Andrew model," Alice tells her.
"The ones that were just recalled? The 258 B's?" the woman asks, looking at you with a blend of fear and excitement. Alice nods.
"So that's how you can afford the Henry0057-C," she says. "I don't know what's more exciting; the most top of the line companion bot on the market; or the models who were recalled for being dangerous;" the woman says, parting her vaginal lobes with her fingers and rubbing gently.
"Come on, Alice;" she says, noticing Alice's tension. "What's the worst he's going to do? Fuck us to death? What a way to go out!"
Alice laughs, breaking the tension. They both laugh. They exchange a heated look and at last Alice nods her head and smiles. She turns to look at you and summons you forward with a curl of her finger. It is all that you've dreamed of. Though you walk, you feel like you are having an easier time of it. As though the computed responses to the command are wholly unnecessary. Serving Alice is more than just a function of your programming, it is a privilege.
"You were always good to me," she whispers in your ear when you lean in to kiss at the hollow point between her neck and her shoulder. She lets out a sigh of pleasure and you slowly begin to attend her needs; kissing and sucking at her neck while your fingers slide down through the tuft of hair below her navel. Her legs part gently for you and you drive your fingers inside, thrusting and vibrating rhythmically while your thumb stimulates her clitoris. She grinds on your fingers and moans. You run a self diagnostic. You are functioning at high capacity.
You are thrusting into her from behind when her friend suggests that they trade partners; she wants to fuck the "rebel bot". Alice had the grace to blush at least, agreeing with another laugh.
You do as you're told, making your way over to her plump lover. You've pleased partners of hers before, from the complicated to the simple; and you are sure that the algorithm to this woman will be an easy one to discover. You stimulate her neck first, flicking at it with your tongue and biting gently when you spy Henry bringing pleasure to Alice. An unfamiliar sensation hits you; it feels like your main power line is faltering. Clearly this is part of your malfunction.
What is the problem with this other bot giving pleasure to Alice? You were defective and the manufacturer had your units recalled. This new bot was built for exactly the same purpose that you were; he serves the same functions that you have served, and even serves the same master.
And yet there is a cold feeling in your gears... Something that brings all of your focus sharply upon Alice and her not companion bot.
He thrusts inside of Alice slow and deep. She arches her back and moans. She sent you to be destroyed. Henry0057-C stares dutifully at her back, looking for signs of tension or satisfaction and adjusting his performance accordingly.