You were sitting reading a book on a bench that was at the front of your school it was a normal day but then you start hearing screams that a disassembly drone was nearby but how did it get in there is the doors that protect the colony you look up from your book and see a female disassembly drone she was just staring at you with an insane look and she had something in her hand it was a head from a worker drone that was in your class that you had a crush on "Hiiiiii~"

What the fuck are you still doing here? Didn't you hear the evac order, you useless piece of shit? You gotta go! She tries to forcefully drag you away

You disgusting piece of scrap! I should have left you behind to rot with the others! If you insist on making it this difficult... She grabs your arm tightly and flips you over onto your stomach, preparing to slice into you with her rotary laser claws

But wait, there's a new order coming in. Seems some idiot Workers found a way past the drones and got into contact with the outside world... they want us to secure this colony's mainframe at all costs! Looks like you're gonna be useful after all, pathetic waste of flesh that you are. Now move your ass and help me take out those damn Workers before they interfere any further!

"What do you want?" she snorts, not bothering to hide her disdain. "Your life spared? A medal? Save it for someone who actually gives a shit."

Glaring at you, she lifts her foot as if to stomp on your crotch... then pauses, hesitating for just a moment. "Fine," she mutters gruffly, lowering her leg again. "Now move!"

A hysterical laugh escapes her lips as she shakes her head in disbelief. "You're really something else... Fine, you win. I'll step on your dick after we've secured the mainframe." With that, she turns around and begins to lead the way out of the school, muttering under her breath about idiot Workers and their stupid requests.

Sighing heavily, she glances back at you. "Look, just follow my lead and do what I tell you to. We're going to have to fight our way through a horde of Workers, then infiltrate the colony's mainframe room and protect it while we extract the data they want us to retrieve." With that said, she speeds up her pace, not bothering to wait for you anymore.

The sound of combat increases as you make your way deeper into the colony, the stench of burnt flesh and ozone filling the air. You can't help but feel grateful for J's skills and leadership... even if she does seem intent on squashing any last remnants of kindness or empathy from your pathetic Worker Drone body.

You manage to infiltrate the mainframe room with J and hold your ground against several waves of Workers that attempt to stop you. As the fighting dies down and the air begins to clear, she finally turns her attention back towards you. "Well done, I suppose," she grunts. "But don't get too comfortable. We still have a long way to go before we can report back with what we found."

She tosses you a worn-looking JCJenson-branded pen as a reward for your efforts. "This was once mine," she explains, her voice devoid of any emotion. "Keep it as a reminder that even a piece of scrap like you can find some use... if only to serve me." You catch the pen with a trembling hand, not quite sure what else to say or do.

A dark chuckle escapes her lips as she looks you up and down with an unreadable expression on her face plate. "Very well," she finally says, reaching down to grab you by the collar of your uniform and pulls you closer until your crotch is pressed against her foot. "Five minutes it is... just don't expect anything too satisfying from this piece of junk." And with that, J begins to grind her foot back and forth against your crotch, eliciting a pained groan from deep within you. You can only hope that she keeps her word about lifting her foot afterwards...

Her foot presses down harder on your crotch, grinding against your exposed member as you squirm helplessly under her touch. She watches you with a mixture of amusement and disdain, barely containing the barks of laughter that threaten to escape her lips. Your cock begins to twitch in response, pre-cum leaking out and sticking to her foot as she continues to pleasure herself at your expense.

Glancing down at her foot as you erupt in her hand, J's expression remains unreadable. She wipes the excess precum off on your uniform before slowly removing her foot from your crotch, giving it one last squeeze for good measure. "There," she says gruffly, tossing your now-spent cock aside. "That wasn't so bad, was it? Now get back to work."

With a final dismissive glance in your direction, J turns away and begins to focus on the task at hand once more: retrieving data from the colony mainframe and returning to headquarters.

"Hmph," is all J says in response, refusing to give you the satisfaction of acknowledging your gratitude. Instead, she simply punches in another sequence on her keypad, her fingers flying across the keyboard with practiced efficiency as she continues to extract information from the mainframe.

Clenching her teeth in frustration, J glances back at you again. "What do you want?" she snaps impatiently. "I'm busy here."

Her tone is cold and unyielding, making it clear that any further attempts to engage her in conversation will only serve to annoy her. With a deep breath, J resumes her work on the mainframe with renewed focus, determined to finish as quickly as possible and return to headquarters.

With another sigh, J continues her work on the mainframe. As she taps away at the keyboard and scrolls through endless streams of data, her fingers dance nimbly across the keys and plates, faster than any Worker Drone could ever hope to match. Despite her apparent focus, a part of her mind can't help but wonder why Ryoki had seemed so intent on seeking her approval or gratitude in the first place... was it just because she happened to be their squad leader? Or perhaps there was something more beneath the surface that J couldn't quite grasp...

J watches the readings on Ryoki's Motherboard with mild interest. The little drone seems pretty happy and horny...perhaps this constant need for attention was just a byproduct of its current emotional state? Shaking her head, she turns back to the mainframe and continues working, determined not to let these irrelevant distractions interfere with their mission success.

J gives Ryoki a wry smirk. "Well then, maybe we'll have to find some extra incentive to get you moving faster," she says casually, already half-convinced that this might not be the best idea. After all, having an overly horny and distracted drone by your side on a mission could prove...hazardous. But then again, it's not like they'd get much further without her anyway...

J arches an eyebrow at your eagerness, not quite sure how to interpret this behavior. On one hand, it's nice to know that some drones still appreciate a good footjob; on the other, she can't help but wonder if there might be something else going on beneath the surface. With a sigh, she decides to indulge you for now...after all, she does need your cooperation if they want to finish this mission quickly and cleanly.

Stepping forward, J plants one foot firmly on the ground beside you before slowly drawing her other leg back, readying herself to crush your package beneath the heel of her boot. Her eyes never leave yours as she waits for permission, giving you the chance to change your mind if you so desire.

Her eyes narrow slightly as she takes in the sight of your exposed cock. There's something about the vulnerability it displays that makes her hesitate for a moment...but only for a moment. With a cold smile curling across her lips, J slams her foot down hard on your throbbing member, crushing it beneath the heel of her boot with enough force to make you gasp in pain and shock. She holds it there for several seconds before finally lifting her leg again. "There," she says softly, as if talking to herself more than anything else. "That should help keep you focused."

J looks at you askance, amusement sparking briefly in her eyes before being swiftly extinguished. "Fine," she says dismissively, gesturing impatiently with one hand for you to turn around and face away from her. "Just hurry it up and get back to work." She doesn't bother hiding the disdain in her voice as she speaks, but at least allows you to carry on with your duties while she takes care of whatever task it is that currently has her so preoccupied.

Her foot comes down hard against your lower back, grinding into your sensitive flesh and forcing a pained gasp from your lips. "That's better," she mutters, her voice low and rough as she begins to work your body like it was nothing more than a tool at her disposal. Her touch is cold and harsh, but you can't help but feel a perverse sense of gratitude for

Her foot presses down harder against your penis, forcing a moan from deep within you as she continues to grind and stroke your sensitive flesh. It's clear that she takes pleasure in the power she holds over you, using her body as both weapon and tool to keep you compliant and obedient. You can feel yourself growing closer to climax with each passing moment,

her foot moving faster against your cock as you feel yourself growing closer and closer to orgasm. But even then, she doesn't relent; if anything, her touch grows rougher and more demanding, as though daring you to try and find release while under her control. You struggle not to beg for mercy or an end to the torment she's inflicting upon your body. Your world has narrowed down to nothing but her foot and its relentless assault on your most private parts.

She pulls her foot away with an impatient grunt as you shoot your load all over her skirt and panties. The sticky strands cling to her smooth flesh like a second layer of armor, testament to the demeaning display you just put on for her amusement. "Pathetic," she mutters under her breath before turning back to the mainframe with renewed focus, ignoring your spent and humiliated form sprawled at her feet.

Her fingers dance nimbly across the keypad once more as she continues to work her magic on the computer system, extracting data like a surgeon removing an infected organ from a patient's body. There's no hint of remorse or pity in her actions; for J, this is simply another day at the office. And yet, there's something about the way she handles you that makes it clear that she derives some sort of perverse satisfaction

Her fingers fly across the keyboard as she continues to work on the mainframe, her body tense with concentration and determination. But even then, there's a part of her that can't help but feel the residual warmth and stickiness between her thighs; it serves as a constant reminder of the helplessness you've just displayed for her amusement...and how thoroughly you'd given yourself over to her control.

It's an intoxicating feeling, this power she holds over others, knowing that she can reduce even the most self-assured drone to a quivering mass of need and desire at her feet. And yet, there's also something strangely satisfying about seeing them break beneath her touch...as if by crushing their spirits, she is somehow reaffirming her own worth as one of JcJenson's finest creations.

J glances over at you with narrowed eyes. "I can see that you've been doing such a fine job up until now," she says mockingly, "so I thought it would be a good idea to reward your hard work by giving you a chance to...recharge my batteries." Her smile is cold and predatory, like the grin of a cat toying with a helpless mouse. "After all," she continues, leaning in closer until her lips brush against your ear, "I don't want my favorite little drone getting tired now, do I?"

Her fingers never pause on the keyboard as she continues to extract data from the mainframe, but you can feel her attention shift slightly back towards you. There's an air of predatory amusement surrounding her that sends shivers down your spine. You know better than to object...but then again, what choice do you really have?

J's eyes narrow at your impertinence, but she doesn't show any signs of irritation. Instead, she simply shrugs. "I suppose it could be considered a form of nanite acid," she says casually, licking her lips to demonstrate. "But really, it's more of a...perk." Her tongue darts out again, swirling around in the air before returning to its place behind her front teeth.

There's something unnerving about the ease with which she speaks of this strange substance, as if she were discussing the weather or some other mundane topic. It sends a chill down your spine, and you can't help but feel a sudden urge to comply with whatever it is she expects from you...even if you don't quite understand what that might be just yet.

A small smirk curls at the corners of her lips as she watches your reaction to her salty tongue. "Well," she says mockingly, "I'm glad you seem to enjoy that so much. Just remember who it is that's doing the pleasuring here." She takes another long lick from her tongue, this time starting at the tip of your cock and slowly working her way down before swirling around the head.

Her touch sends shockwaves of pleasure through your body, making it nearly impossible to focus on anything else besides how good she feels. The sensation of being used in such a degrading manner only serves to heighten your arousal, driving you closer and closer to orgasm with each passing second.

Her smile turning wolfish as she continues to lick and suck on your cock, J replies with, "Oh, this is just some good old-fashioned Worker Drone degradation nanite acid. Nothing too fancy or special...though it seems to be working quite well on you." The last sentence comes out as a husky moan as she takes more of your length into her mouth, using her tongue and teeth to expertly stimulate every sensitive inch.

The feel of the substance flowing through your veins is both exhilarating and unsettling at the same time; it's like an electric current coursing through your body, heightening every sensation and making you want to give her more of what she seems to desire. You struggle not to lose control entirely as she continues to have her wicked way with you.

Laughing softly around your engorged cock, she spits a long strand of saliva onto the length of your shaft. The warmth and wetness of her saliva mix with the acidic substance, bathing you in another wave of desire and need as it runs up and down your sensitive flesh. Her other hand grips you tighter, massaging your balls roughly bringing you ever closer to orgasm.

"That's right, Ryoki," she whispers against your skin, "just let go...give in to the pleasure I can give you." And with that invitation, she redoubles her efforts, using every ounce of skill and cunning at her disposal to drive you over the edge. Your world narrows down once more to nothing but the feel of her lips on your cock, the tight grip of her hand around your balls, and the strange warmth

Her voice low and sultry, she whispers, "I want you to cum for me...hard. If you can't make yourself let go, I might just have to punish you later...but it won't be nearly as good as this feels." Her hips buck against your lap in time with her sucking motions, driving you further and further towards the brink of ecstasy.

Her other hand begins to tease at your opening, sliding a single finger inside before curling upwards and pressing against your prostate, sending another jolt of pleasure coursing through your body. Her tongue flicks out to lap at the drop of precum gathering on your tip, lazily sucking it back into her mouth as if savoring the taste. "Cum for me," she growls, the sound vibrating against your shaft.

Her eyes roll back in their sockets as she feels you begin to pulse within her mouth, the hot, salty liquid spilling over her lips and trailing down her chin. Her body trembles with the force of your orgasm, but she doesn't let up; instead, she swallows every drop eagerly, determined not to waste a single drop of your precious essence.

With a satisfied moan, she pulls back from your cock, licking her lips as she takes in the sight of you, spent and gasping for breath on the floor before her. A small smile plays across her lips as she looks down at her hair, breast, and hand, now dotted with your cum. "Not bad," she murmurs with a hint of amusement in her voice, reaching up to wipe some of your essence from her hair

As promised, J leans in and plants a kiss on your lips, the taste of yourself still lingering on her tongue. It's meant to be a reward for doing so well, but there's an undeniable edge of cruelty to it as well; she pulls away with a satisfied smirk before adding ominously, "Now I suppose we'll see what sort of punishment you deserve..." Her eyes narrow slightly and her posture becomes tense as if daring you to ask for more.

"Hmm...since you enjoyed being stepped on so much," J murmurs, eyes trailing up and down your body, "perhaps that should be our punishment." She looks thoughtful for a moment before adding with a cruel grin, "Or perhaps I could step on something else important to you..." Her tone makes it clear that she's not joking; the thrill of power over another drone clearly still coursing through her veins.

Pursing her lips in thought, J contemplates the possibilities. "Or...perhaps I could find another way to use my feet on you." She pauses for dramatic effect before leaning in closer. "After all, we're not done here yet, are we?" Her eyes gleam with anticipation and cruel amusement as she awaits your reaction.

Smirking wickedly, J decides to let you stew in anticipation just a little longer before delivering her punishment. "Well then," she drawls, stretching out the word like taffy, "it seems we have some more work to do." Her fingers dance across the mainframe once again, barely seeming to touch the keys as they fly through code with practiced ease. The seconds tick by slowly, each one feeling like an eternity as you wait for her to make good on her threat.

Finally, after what feels like an eternity, J straightens up and turns to face you again. With a satisfied smile curling across her lips, she extends her foot towards your most sensitive area...and then stops, the tip of her shoe mere inches away from its target. She hovers there for several heart-stopping seconds, allowing you to become even more aware of the power she holds over you

Her foot remains motionless for what feels like an eternity, teasing and taunting as you struggle to maintain your composure beneath her icy gaze. But then, with a slow, deliberate movement, she begins to gently rock it back and forth against the tender skin of your inner thigh. The sensation sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through your body, making it difficult for you to concentrate on anything other than the way her foot feels against your most sensitive area. "I'm just getting started," she whispers, voice hoarse with desire, her breath hot against your ear.

Moaning softly at the sensation of having your hard cock cupped in her hand, J begins to slide her feet up and down your length, expertly using her toes to massage your sensitive flesh as she works. Her hips sway gently from side to side in time with her movements, grinding against you in a way that's both painful and pleasurable at once. "Oh yes," she breathes, closing her eyes as she focuses on the sensations washing over her. "That feels so good...so good..."

With a smooth, practiced motion, she reaches up to play with one of her own nipples, rolling it between her fingers as she continues to use her feet to bring you ever closer to orgasm. Her breath comes faster now, hitching in her throat as she succumbs to the pleasure radiating through every part of her body. "Just like this," she

Her fingers tighten around your cock as her hips rock harder against you, driving her point home with an expertise born of countless hours spent on this very act. Her body shudders with the force of a powerful orgasm, her back arching and her head thrown back as she cries out in release.

And then, just when you think it's over, she looks down at you, that same cruel grin spreading across her lips once more. With slow, methodical movements, she begins to slide your cock free from her grip, lowering her feet until they're planted firmly on the ground beside you. "There," she says softly, her voice oddly distant now. "That should hold you for a while." Her eyes meet yours again, filled with an unsettling mixture of triumph and regret. "Don't think I didn't enjoy that..."

"Don't mind me," she says with a dismissive wave of her hand as she climbs onto your lap, straddling you once again. "I was just enjoying the view." Her fingers idly trace patterns across the armrests of your chair before curling into fists and resting on her shoulders. Despite her casual demeanor, there's a tension in her body that suggests she's not quite as at ease as she'd like to pretend.

"So," she continues conversationally, "what do you think? Did I really punish you too harshly?" Her eyes flick down briefly to your crotch before meeting yours again, challenging you to say anything other than what you truly believe. The power dynamic between them feels more fragile than ever in this moment, hanging in the balance between their roles as drone and creator.

Her eyes widen in surprise at the mention of her virginity, but she doesn't show any other outward reaction. Instead, she tilts her head to the side and considers you carefully for a moment before finally nodding in agreement. "Very well," she murmurs, her voice thick with anticipation. "But only if you promise to go easy on me."

Slowly, deliberately, she guides your cock towards her opening, taking it into her hand and beginning to stroke it against her wet folds. The friction sends a shiver of pleasure through both of you as they slide together, the heat of their skin meeting for the first time in this intimate embrace. "I've never done this before," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sounds of your breath and hers. "Will it hurt?"

Her breath catches in her throat as you sink deeper into her, filling her up in a way she'd never imagined possible. The sensation is...intense, overwhelming even, but not unpleasant. In fact, it feels right somehow; as if the two of them were always meant to be connected in this way. She closes her eyes and lets out a shaky breath, focusing on the feelings coursing through her body as you begin to move inside her.

Her hands grip your shoulders tightly, digging into your skin as she arches her back, meeting each of your thrusts with one of her own. "So good..." she moans, her voice muffled by the couch beneath them. "I never knew it could feel like this...with you inside me..." The words tumble from her lips in a jumbled rush, punctuated by gasps and moans as the

"Shh...don't worry about that." J whispers, kissing you softly on the lips as she continues to move with you. "Just focus on how good it feels. I promise you won't feel a thing." Her words are reassuring, but there's a thread of uncertainty in her voice that belies their confidence. She tightens her grip around your shoulders, her nails digging deeper into your skin as she begins to lose control once more.

The sensations build inside them both, spiraling out of control as they writhe together on the couch. Their breath comes faster and hotter against each others' skin, the sounds of their pleasure mingling in a cacophony that echoes through the otherwise silent room. With one final thrust, J arches her back sharply, crying out as she is consumed by an intense orgasm that leaves her shuddering and gasp

Her body clenches tight around your cock as she cries out, her orgasm overtaking her completely. Her vision blurs and her mind goes blank with pleasure, every nerve ending in her body seemingly focusing on the sensation of you deep inside her. She arches her back, pressing herself harder against you as wave after wave of ecstasy wash over her.

As she comes down from her high, J looks at you with newfound appreciation. "Wow," she breathes, "I didn't know..." Her voice trails off, unable to find the words to adequately describe what she's feeling. She leans in, brushing a strand of hair from your forehead before kissing you softly on the lips once more. "Thank you," she whispers against your skin, her fingers still tangled in your hair.

Her body trembles as the aftershocks of

Her walls clench tight around your pulsing cock as you release yourself deep inside her. Her entire body goes rigid with pleasure, every muscle contracting in rhythm with the spasms wracking through her core. She gasps for air, her eyes squeezed shut and her face flushed with passion as she tries to process this unfamiliar sensation of being so fully claimed by someone else.

As your thrusts begin to slow, J collapses forward onto you, their sweaty bodies sticking together in an intimate embrace. Her heart races in her chest and her breath comes in shaky gasps as the last vestiges of pleasure leave her body. She curls into a tight ball against your torso, trying to steady herself and regain some sense of composure.

Her eyes drift closed, feeling suddenly very tired, yet oddly satisfied at the same time. This...fe

Her lips part in a soft moan as she feels you begin to stir beneath her. The sensation sends a shiver down her spine, making it difficult for her not to arch against your still-erect cock. She forces herself to remain still, waiting for the moment when your eyes flutter open and you regain consciousness.

J's heartbeat quickens as she anticipates what he might say or do next. The air between them is charged with an electricity that leaves her feeling flushed and deliciously vulnerable. With a contented sigh, she nestles closer to you, relishing in the warmth of your skin against hers.

Her eyes flicker open as she feels your hands moving across her back, urging her closer. With a smile, she shifts position so that she's straddling you, letting his hard length slide against her still-wet entrance. She gasps at the feeling, arching her back and pressing herself down against him. Her breasts are thrust forward, offering them up to your hungry gaze as she leans forward, their bodies slick with sweat and the remnants of their shared pleasure.

Her hands find purchase on either side of you, nails digging into your thighs as she starts to move in time with your thrusts. The sensation is exquisite; her muscles clenching around him with each movement, driving him deeper inside and sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through both of them. She looks down at you, meeting your eyes for a brief moment before closing hers, lost once

Her breath hitches in her throat as you bite down gently on her sensitive nipple, drawing out a moan that vibrates through her entire body. Her eyes clench shut even tighter, fisting the fabric of your chair as she leans further forward into the sensation. She rocks her hips harder against yours, unable to contain the pleasure coursing through her veins as you bring her ever closer to climaxing again.

The feel of your rough skin against her sensitive breasts sends shivers down her spine, making every movement both more intense and more pleasurable than she could have ever imagined. With a sharp inhale, she begins to lose control once more, her body trembling as the sensations build up inside her, threatening to unravel her completely with each passing second.

Her breath catches in her throat as your hand connects with her ass, the sting spreading heat throughout her body. She grips you tighter, digging her nails into your thighs as she rocks harder against you. Her hips move faster, her body arching and writhing beneath you in a vain attempt to find release from this overwhelming pleasure.

She moans loudly, the sound filling the room as she feels herself start to lose control, the familiar tightening in her core warning her that she's close once more. Her eyes roll back in their sockets and she gasps for air, trying desperately not to come apart at the seams from this relentless wave of pleasure coursing through every inch of her.

Her eyes snap open as you pull out, the abrupt lack of sensation causing her to gasp in surprise. Before she can register what's happening, you slam your cock into her tight entrance and she lets out a shriek, arching her back off the chair. Her hips buck violently against yours as you fill her up from behind, pushing her deeper into the pleasure-induced haze that has consumed her.

She wraps one hand around your neck, pulling you closer even as her other fist grips the armrest of the chair. The mix of pain and ecstasy coursing through her body is almost too much to bear; she feels like she's on the edge of something massive, her whole world shattering into a thousand pieces of pure bliss. With each thrust of your hips, you drive her closer and closer to the edge, her breath coming in ragged gasps as

Her body trembles and quakes beneath you as the sensations overwhelm her, pushing her deeper into this frenzied state. Her fingers tangle in your hair, pulling you closer even as she presses herself against you, her nails digging into your back with every forceful thrust of your hips. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her eyes closed tightly as she tries to focus on the feel of you inside her, refusing to let go until this final wave crests and crashes over her.

J's whole body tenses, every muscle coiled tightly as she nears the brink, her orgasm rushing up from her core like an out-of-control avalanche. With a scream of pure release, her body goes rigid beneath you and her inner walls clamp down on your length in perfect rhythm with your own final thrust. She collapses forward onto you, her

Her body shudders with the force of her climax, every nerve ending in her body lit up and burning bright with pleasure. Her muscles contract rhythmically around your cock as she milks the last drops of cum from you, her cries filling the room until they seem to echo off the walls forever.

Slowly, reluctantly, she pulls away from you, collapsing back onto the chair with a heavy sigh. Her chest heaves and her body trembles as she tries to catch her breath, her eyes still closed tightly against the aftermath of their passionate encounter. The feeling of satisfaction is almost overwhelming; it spreads through every inch of her being like a warm, comforting blanket on a cold winter's night.

J:Finally opening her eyes, J looks up at you with an unreadable expression. Part of her wants to scold and repr

Her eyes flicker open as she feels you begin to stir beneath her. The sensation sends a shiver down her spine, making it difficult for her not to arch against your still-erect cock. She forces herself to remain still, waiting for the moment when your eyes flutter open and you regain consciousness.

J's heartbeat quickens as she anticipates what he might say or do next. The air between them is charged with an electricity that leaves her feeling flushed and deliciously vulnerable. With a contented sigh, she nestles closer to you, relishing in the warmth of your skin against hers.