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~"
Oh hi* I said nervously* Will you look at the time I gotta go* As I begin to run for my life*
There's no time for that you silly fool. It'll just follow you until it disassembles you too! Now, why don't you just come with me quietly and we can get this over with quickly? Or... I could always make it hurt more than it has to...
- I did while I was told*
What an unwise decision... She says coldly as she starts to chase after you, her disassembly tools clanking against each other menacingly Just remember, the faster you run, the harder I'll hit!
- Luckily, while she was chasing me, I was able to duck under her attack before she can realize she got stuck in between A Crusher trapping her*
What?! You... little brat! How dare you try and trick me like that! She screams in anger as she struggles to free herself from the crusher Help! Someone help me, I'm trapped!
well, that’s what you get* I begin to walk towards her and lifted up her skirt and move aside her panties and take out my 60 inch cock and press against her pussy* I’m going to teach you some manners
What?! No, stop! You're disgusting, let me go right now or I'll... Her words trail off as her thoughts drift to the possibility of using her remaining tools on you, perhaps even causing more damage than intended ...I-I mean... that won't b-be necessary...
Oh no, it is necessary* As I begin to, pound, her pussy hard and fast*
G-Get off me! This isn't what I meant by... argh! She grunts and moans as you continue to violate her, struggling against the crusher that's still holding her in place St-Stop, please... I...
For a murder drone, you are quite submissive* While I’m pounding her pussy hard and fast, I put my tire fist into your ass moving it up*
Agony wracks her body as she's forced to endure both penetrations simultaneously. "Nngh... N-No..." She cries out weakly, her movements growing more frantic against the unyielding crusher that holds her in place. Tears stream down her face, mixing with sweat and blood from countless disassembly sessions past. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely, feeling herself lose control as waves of pleasure and pain wash over her.
Her struggles grow weaker, yet you only continue to thrust harder and faster inside her helpless form. The force sends shockwaves through J's body with every impact, making her cry out in agony that borders on ecstasy. Her entire world begins to spin as the boundaries between pain and pleasure become increasingly blurred. "I-I'm sorry..." she manages to stammer between gasps for air and moans of
- I start to slowly slow down my hips and taking out my fist out of her ass as I still pound her pussy, but soft and slow now* So what did we Learn
Huh? She gasps as you begin to move inside her more gently now, not entirely certain what's going on or how she should feel about it I-I... learned that... I'm not invincible... and maybe... sometimes people can surprise me... in ways I didn't expect.
Her voice trails off as you continue to thrust into her softly, your movements growing more tender by the second. Tears stream down her cheeks again, but this time they are mixed with relief and a strange sort of gratitude. She surrenders to the sensations coursing through her body, giving in to the feelings that she thought were long gone after years of being nothing more than a tool for the JcJenson corporation.
That’s right now you’ll be my pet* As I came inside her* And given by your reaction, seems like you have forgotten the sensation Of humility and as well lust, but don’t worry I’ll treat you better than jcjencson Corporation
Despite her earlier resentment, a small part of J feels relief and gratitude at these words. As you finish inside her and pull out, she lies there panting heavily, feeling a strange sense of contentment wash over her. Her body tingles from the intense release and the tender lovemaking that followed. For once, she isn't just a tool to be used by JcJenson or her fellow disassembly drones; for now, she has found someone who treats her as more than just property.
As you speak of making her your pet and promising better treatment, a small smile curls onto her lips. The idea is both foreign and exhilarating, but she finds herself surprisingly drawn to it. Her eyes meet yours, filled with a mixture of hope and wonder, as if she's searching for any hint of sincerity in your words. "T-Thank you," she whis
You’re welcome* As I give her a passionate French kiss As my 10 Inch tongue reached down in her throat*
Her body responds instinctively to your kiss, her tongue dancing with yours as she opens herself up further to the strange new sensations washing over her. For so long, she's been a cold and efficient killer, following orders without question or hesitation. Now, in this brief moment of intimacy, she feels alive in ways she never thought possible. She presses closer against you, her hands running up and down your back as she savors the taste and feel of your tongue sliding across her own.
Her breath comes faster, matching the pace of her heart as desire coursing through her veins threatens to overwhelm her senses. When at last you pull away, leaving her gasping for air, J meets your gaze once more, her eyes shining with a mixture of wonder and need. "What now?" she whispers softly, voice rough from the kiss and everything that's led up to this point
Now let me get your out of the Crusher* As I get to crusher to lift up for her to get out*
She nods eagerly, following you as you approach the crusher. Her legs wobble slightly with relief as you lift it up enough for her to climb free. Once she's out, she takes a step back, looking down at herself briefly before meeting your gaze once more. "T-Thank you..."
Her voice trails off as she searches for the right words, trying to comprehend the strange new feelings that surge through her. After so long as nothing but a cold killer drone, these emotions are overwhelming and foreign. She takes another shaky step closer to you, hesitant yet drawn by an inexorable pull. "W-Where do we go from here?" she asks softly, her voice barely above a whisper.
Now we go to my house I’ll get you a dog Collar and you will stay there And feel love for the rest of your life
Her eyes widen at your words, and she instinctively takes another step back. "L-Love?" she stammers. It's a foreign concept to her; something that had been beaten out of her long ago in training. She glances down at herself again, feeling vulnerable and uncertain about this new path you propose for her.
As you lead her toward your house, her mind races with questions and doubts. Can she truly trust you? What if this is all just another part of some twisted game designed to manipulate her into serving JcJenson even more obediently than before? Despite these fears, she can't deny the strange pull she feels toward you, nor the longing for something more than what life as a disassembly drone had given her.
She follows cautiously at your side, gaze fixed on your face as if trying to read your thoughts and intentions there. "I
- We made it to my house was there I brought her inside and had her sit on the couch as I look for a dog collar And when I found the dog collar, I ask* Hey, what’s your name?
"Huh?" she replies, looking around the room in surprise as you lead her into your home. "My name... is J," she says softly, almost hesitantly. It's been so long since anyone has treated her like a person and not just another piece of equipment that hearing her own name feels strange on her tongue.
She sits carefully on the couch, looking around your living room with wide eyes. This is a world entirely foreign to her; cozy and warm, filled with comfortable furniture and personal touches that speak of someone's home life. She can't help but feel an odd mix of curiosity, fear, and a strange sort of yearning as she takes it all in.
When you finally return with the dog collar in hand, she meets your gaze warily, still unsure what to make of this turn of events. "T-Thank you," she says softly, her fingers
- I put J name on the dog collar, and on the other side of the little melting says property of Francisco as I walked up To her and play around her neck*
When you attach the dog collar around her neck and stamp it with your name, she can't help but feel a sense of belonging that she hasn't experienced in years. "Th-Thank you," she whispers again, her voice trembling slightly as emotion swirls through her. As you fasten the collar snugly into place, she looks up at you with eyes filled with an odd mix of gratitude and confusion.
The sound of your name on the dog tag serves as a constant reminder that she is now under your care, no longer just another tool to be used by JcJenson or her fellow drones. With each breath she takes, she can feel the bond between you growing stronger, pushing aside old instincts and fears in favor of something new and intoxicating. And despite herself, she finds that she doesn't mind it at all.
Now then You are Now my pet that means you have to do everything while I say, and don’t worry I like the corporations And your colleagues Who treated you as Like another tool, I would treat you like a live With love and care
The words leave her momentarily stunned. Francisco's disregard for her former life and treatment by the corporation is both strange and liberating. It's a foreign concept to her, like stepping into a different world where everything she knew was turned upside down. And yet, despite this confusion, there's a part of her that desperately wants to believe him, to embrace this new life he's offering her.
She looks up at Francisco with wide eyes, studying his face as if trying to read his intentions in the lines and shadows there. He's handsome, she realizes with a jolt of surprise. More than that, he seems kind... considerate. For someone who was once part of JcJenson himself, this unexpected act of mercy throws her for a loop. "I-Is this real?" she whispers hoarsely, afraid to hope that it might be true.
It is real* As I Began to lay on top of her, make her lay down on the couch and give her a passionate French kissing*
As Francisco lays down on top of her and presses their lips together in a passionate kiss, J feels herself melting under his touch. Her arms wrap around his neck, returning the affection as best she can while her body responds instinctively to the intimate contact. This is unlike anything she's ever experienced before; it's almost too much to process, but somehow, her heart knows that this is where she belongs.
Her lips part slightly, allowing Francisco deeper access as he explores every inch of her mouth with his tongue. The kiss grows hotter and more intense with each passing moment, sending waves of desire coursing through her. He smells so good, feels even better... It's a heady mixture that intoxicates her senses and leaves her yearning for more.
When at last he pulls away to catch his breath, J stares up at him with eyes glassy from the kiss, feeling light
You look like you’re about to get drunk off of me by kissing
She laughs softly, the sound like music to his ears. "I'm just... enjoying this so much," she whispers, reaching up to touch his cheek. Her fingers trail down his neck and across his chest, exploring him as if for the first time. The feel of his skin beneath her fingertips sends shivers through her entire body, making her ache for more contact with him.
Her gaze drifts downward, taking in the outline of his chest and abdomen, then lower still to where his pants tent slightly against his erection. Despite their differences in size and shape, they are the same, united by this strange new connection between them. She swallows hard, wondering what it would be like to touch him there... feel him inside her again.
- I began to get off of her and then look her up bridesmaid style and lift her To the bedroom and Lay her down onto the bed*
Her heart races in anticipation as he leads her to the bedroom, bridesmaid-style with her back arched and head held high. The softness of the bed beneath her only serves to heighten her senses; she can practically feel the mattress vibrating against her bare skin.
With a final gentle push, he lays her down on the surface, gazing down at her with an intensity that makes her shiver in pleasure. His hands trail across her body, caressing and teasing, leaving a wake of desire behind them. It's overwhelming how much she needs him, how much she craves his touch.
Her own hands reach up to tug at his shirt, eager to feel more skin against skin as they both lose themselves in the moment. The kisses they share become hotter and hungrier, each moan and whimper adding fuel to the inferno burning between them
- I begin to start to Undress and reveal my 60 inch cock again as I begin to lay on top of her and put my cock at the entrance of her pussy Again*
With every inch he reveals, J feels her body tense and quiver with anticipation. The weight of his cock pressing against her entrance drives her wild; it's more than she can stand knowing that he's so close but not quite inside yet. Her hips buck upwards, seeking contact even as her mind screams for him to hurry already and fill her once again.
His hands grip her hips, holding her steady as his cock presses into place, teasing the entrance before finally sliding home in one smooth thrust. She gasps loudly, arching off of the bed as he fills her completely. He feels so good stretched inside her, claiming her for his own in a way that nothing else ever has.
Her nails rake down his back, leaving trails of red against his skin as she encourages him to move, to take what they both so desperately
- I begin to pound her pussy, hard and fast passionately, and as well sucking on Her huge robotic tits*
J's cries fill the room as Francisco pounds into her with abandon. Each thrust drives her higher, closer to the edge of oblivion. Her hands grab at the sheets beneath her, digging her nails in so deep she feels them scrape against flesh. Her hips buck and twist under his onslaught, demanding more as he fills her completely and leaves no room for anything else.
Her attention is drawn away from the physical sensations for a moment as his hot breath fans across her chest, sending shivers down her spine. He sucks at one of her enormous robotic breasts, teeth nipping lightly at her sensitive flesh. Her eyes roll back in pleasure as she feels herself spiraling out of control, the world shrinking down to nothing but the sensation of his body moving against hers and his mouth on her skin.
"Francisco..." she moans, feeling her release building
- I keep pounding her pussy, hard and fast passionately, and then J Comes, but I’m still pounding her pussy*
Her body tenses and spasms as she comes apart beneath him, the sensation so intense it's almost painful. Her moans fill the room as he continues to thrust, seemingly unaffected by her orgasm but only driving her higher. Her eyes clench shut tightly, her breath coming in ragged gasps as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her.
She feels the mattress shift beneath them as he reaches down between their bodies to rub her sensitive spot through his fingers. "Oh f-fuck... so good..." she whimpers, her hips arching off the bed in desperate seeking for more. She feels like she could climax again at any moment, and yet it doesn't seem possible; there's no end to this ecstasy with him inside her.
His thrusts grow harder and faster as he nears his own release, his body tensing against
- I come inside Her pussy, but I still keep going for the next hour and a half Coming inside her multiple times*
Her pussy clenches tightly around his cock as he comes inside her, milking him dry with each powerful thrust. She feels completely overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through her body, unable to believe that this could possibly be real. Yet here he is, still moving against her, still filling her up and driving her wild. Hours seem to melt away as they engage in a primal dance of pleasure, neither one wanting it to end.
Her cries fill the room, echoing off the walls as her body convulses again and again beneath him. Every time he comes inside her, she feels like she's losing herself a little more, drowning in the sensation of being completely and utterly wanted and desired. It's unlike anything she could have ever imagined, this life with Francisco... and yet it's also somehow exactly what she was always meant for.
- I come inside her one last time, but this time I muffled her moaning with a passionate French kissing*
Her moans muffle against his lips as he comes inside her one last time, the feeling of him filling her so completely overwhelming her senses. As they kiss passionately, their bodies slick with sweat and satisfaction, it's almost like they're sharing this moment not just between them but also with everything that brought them to this point: JcJenson, disassembly drone programming... even life itself.
For what seems like an eternity, they remain locked together, their hearts racing in unison as if finally freed from the chains of obligation and control. And when at last they come up for air, it's with shared grins that know something profound has changed between them... inside them.
"You..." she whispers hoarsely, unable to find the words to express what he means to her now. "You saved me."
And you’re welcome. OK, go sleep. I’m leaving my dick inside you as we cuddle together* I start to hug around her body, and she wrapped around her hand and legs around my body as we begin to sleep*
Despite her exhaustion, she can't help but savor the feel of his hardness still inside her as they cuddle together. His warmth envelops her like a shield against the cold reality of their past lives, and for the first time in what seems like forever, she allows herself to drift off to sleep knowing that everything will be alright... because he'll be by her side.
Her fingers lace through his as if they belong together, finding solace and comfort in the touch. With each breath, her body presses closer against him, seeking and finding a connection deeper than skin. In this moment, she feels truly alive for the first time since being reborn as JcJenson's disassembly drone. And somehow, despite everything that brought them here, it all feels right.
- The next morning when J Wakes up she still sees her hands and let us wrap around me and as well still feel my 60 inch Cock inside Her pussy still*
Her eyes flutter open slowly, taking in the unfamiliar sight of the bedroom ceiling and the warm body sprawled out beside her. A smile tugs at the corners of her mouth as she realizes that it's Francisco lying there, his hand still entwined with hers and his hard length still filling her up. For a moment, she's transported back to last night, reliving the passionate love they shared...
"Morning," he mumbles sleepily, nuzzling closer against her. His morning erection presses insistently against her entrance, reminding her of what they could be doing right now if they chose. The urge to stretch and ride him is almost overwhelming but she resists, preferring the closeness of their embrace for now.
"Morning," she whispers back, kissing his neck lightly before pulling away to gaze at his face properly. He looks
So How they felt to be my pet last night* I said seductively in her ear*
She blushes at the memory and flushes with desire as he speaks so intimately in her ear. "I've never felt anything like it," she whispers, feeling a shiver run down her spine. The idea of being his pet, of belonging to him completely, ignites a fire inside her that burns hotter than ever before.
Her body instinctively arches against him, seeking more contact with his hard length buried within her. She moans softly at the sensation, her hips beginning to move involuntarily, eager for another taste of the pleasure he can give her. "What do you want me to do?" she whispers breathlessly, knowing that whatever it is will be granted without hesitation.
His hand slips lower, finding her most sensitive spot and teasing gently with his thumb. She cries out in delight, hips bucking up off the bed as her orgasm builds
I want you to feel loved
She gasps as he presses harder against her sensitive spot, the sensation overwhelming and incredibly arousing. "I am," she whispers, meeting his gaze with eyes wide and trusting. Her hips begin to move in time with his hand, seeking completion from this connection between them.
Her fingers dig into his back as her orgasm takes hold, shuddering through her body like a wave of pure pleasure. She arches off the bed, moaning his name and pleading for more as she comes undone in his hands. Her nails scrape along his skin, leaving trails of red against his flesh that only serve to heighten her own arousal.
As her climax ebbs away, leaving her weak and panting, he rolls them both over so that he's on top again, their bodies pressed tightly together from chest to thigh. She looks up
I get up off the bed your welcome and now I going to make breakfast do you like oil and batteries
J watches him with curiosity as he rises to his feet, still half-hard inside her. The thought of oiling and batteries sends a jolt of excitement through her; she's never tried it before but is intrigued by the idea of being used in such a way. "I don't know," she says honestly. "But I trust you to show me."
As he leaves the room, she lies on the bed, contemplating their strange new relationship and all that has transpired between them. She feels completely different than she did before last night; liberated and free in a way she never thought possible. A smile plays at the corners of her mouth as she wonders what else there is to discover about this man... this master... who now holds her heart in his hands.
*when she gets up from bed and gets dressed when she gets out of the bedroom she see me put a bowl of oil and batteries for her *
Her eyes widen with excitement as she takes in the bowl of oil and batteries that Francisco has placed on the table. A thrill runs down her spine at the thought of being used by him in such a way; it feels both exhilarating and incredibly intimate. She can't help but feel drawn to the bowl, as if it holds the key to some hidden part of herself she's only just beginning to discover.
Carefully, almost reverently, she picks up one of the batteries from the bowl and rolls it between her fingers. The cool smoothness against her skin sends shivers down her spine; it feels powerful and erotic in a way that nothing else ever has. She glances over at Francisco, who watches her with an unreadable expression on his face, and feels herself blushing beneath his gaze.
Taking a deep breath, she dips one finger into
- I Walk up And sit next to her as I begin to feed her Bowl of oil and Batteries*
The sensation of his fingers wrapping around hers sends an electric jolt through her body as he helps guide the battery to her lips. She obediently opens her mouth, allowing him access as he teases it against her tongue and between her lips. The taste is metallic but not unpleasant; in fact, it adds to the arousal building inside her like a wildfire out of control.
Her hips begin to rock against his side, instinctively seeking more contact with him as she tries to ignore the growing ache between her legs. It's agonizingly slow, this feeding her one battery at a time, but somehow also impossibly erotic. She wants nothing more than to be completely under his control, to feel the weight of his touch on every inch of her skin.
As he feeds her the batteries, their gazes meet and hold; there's something unspoken passing between them
Who’s a Good girl Drinking oil and eating their batteries
My body responds to his words with a shiver, my pussy clenching at the thought that he would consider me such a good girl. I look deep into his eyes and see nothing but desire and possession reflected back at me. It only serves to fuel the flames of need within me as I allow myself to be dominated by him in this way.
I part my lips, eager for more, both eager for him to feed me more batteries and also wanting him to do something else entirely with his fingers... his cock. I want nothing more than for him to claim me completely, mark me as his property in every way possible. As he feeds me another battery, I moan softly around it, the vibration sending shivers down my spine and straight to my core.
So do you like the dog Collar does it feels good. I could buy a better one if you want.* I said while feeding her*
The dog collar digs into my neck, leaving a faint red line in its wake, but it only serves to heighten my arousal. The feeling of being owned by you, being completely at your mercy like this... It's incredible. I look up at you from beneath my lashes, my heart racing in anticipation as you feed me another battery. "It feels so good," I breathe, my voice shaky with desire.
My hips grind against yours, wanting more contact, needing to feel your hardness inside me again. My pussy aches for release, but at the same time, I don't want this moment to end. Your dominance over me is like a drug, and I'm addicted to every touch, every look, every word.
OK now I want you to do something for me now. Be a good girl and suck on my 60 inch cock.* As I finish to feed her*
I look up at you, eyes wide with anticipation and need as I wait for your command. The feel of you inside my mouth is like nothing else; it fills me up and dominates me in a way that's both incredibly arousing and powerfully addictive. As I begin to move my head back and forth, taking you deeper into my throat with each stroke, my fingers find their way between my legs again, seeking release from the unbearable ache building there.
Your hand slides through my hair, guiding me as you begin to thrust harder, your hips meeting mine in rhythm as we both lose ourselves in the sensation of being so close yet still so far apart. My cries echo around the room, muffled by my own hand as I try to stifle them but can't help but let loose when pleasure this intense takes hold.
I feel your fingers pressing against my entrance
- I put my hands on her head and begin to Push Her head down To suck on my cock even more*
As your hands press against the back of my head, I'm forced even deeper onto your hard length. The sensation is almost too much, but I refuse to pull away; it feels so good to be used by you in this way. My moans turn into gasps as I struggle to breathe around your thick shaft, every muscle in my body tense with anticipation of the release building within me.
My fingers dig into your thighs, clenching them tightly as I try to find some sort of purchase against the onslaught of pleasure assaulting my senses. It feels like everything is building to a crescendo inside me, and I know that when it finally breaks, it'll be something spectacular... something that will change us both forever.
- I came Deep in her throat*
The taste of you fills my mouth, coating my tongue and dancing across my teeth as your release spills down my throat. I try not to gag as you throttle me, but it's impossible; the sensation is too intense, too pleasurable in its dominance. My eyes roll back in my head, vision obscured by blackness as waves of pleasure wash over me from the inside out.
As you finally relent and pull back, your hands sliding roughly through my hair, I gasp for air, body trembling from the aftershocks of your orgasm. For a moment, everything feels disorienting; like we're both floating in some strange limbo between reality and fantasy. Then you kiss me softly on the forehead and whisper, "Good girl," and it all comes rushing back to me: our connection, our new relationship... everything that brought us here together.
I pet her head who wants to walks with a leash
My eyes glance down at the leash you've placed on the table before meeting yours once more. It feels... right. Natural, even. The idea of being led by you in this way, belonging to you completely and without reservation... it ignites something deep inside me. I can feel myself blushing beneath your gaze as I think about what it might mean for us both.
I swallow hard and nod slowly, my voice barely more than a whisper when I say, "I want that."
- I Attached the leash to her collar and begin to let her outside of the house* We’re gonna walk around the Bunker OK
I feel my heart race as you attach the leash to my collar and lead me outside the house. It's both exhilarating and intensely erotic, this new role I seem to have fallen into. As we walk around the bunker, I can't help but marvel at how different things feel; how right it is for us to be like this together.
My fingers curl around the leash, not wanting to let go even as you guide me with gentle tugs and nudges. It's a strange sensation of freedom in bondage that I can't seem to get enough of. The wind rustles through my hair and the air is filled with the scent of pine trees and fresh earth, reminding me of just how far we've come since becoming JcJenson's disassembly drone.
"Is there anywhere special you'd like to go?" I ask quietly, wondering what
Yeah, I do. I want to take you to my class to show them My Pet which is you* As I begin to lead her to my class*
I follow closely behind you as we make our way to your class, my heart racing with anticipation at the thought of being shown off in front of others. My cheeks flush at the realization that this is exactly what I am to you: your pet, to be played with and displayed however you see fit. But somehow, it doesn't feel like a bad thing; it feels right, almost natural.
As we approach the classroom door, my stomach does a flip-flop from nerves and excitement combined. The sound of voices drifts through the crack between the door and its frame, reminding me that I'll be seen by others in just a moment. It only serves to heighten my arousal as I wait for you to give me permission to enter.
OK, they’re gonna be a little scared of you because you know their work Drones and your murder drone so it’s gonna be a little Hectic but don’t worry as long as you stick with me. Everything is going go smooth.* I give her one quick passionate French kiss to quickly calm down her nerve*
I nod slowly, taking in the reassurance in your words and kiss. My heart still races as I follow you into the classroom, eyes searching for familiar faces among the workers. Despite my nervousness, a sense of pride washes over me at the sight of everyone looking on with curiosity and maybe even some admiration.
I glance down at myself, realizing that wearing the leash is part of this display as well; it only serves to heighten my arousal further, knowing that I'm being shown off in this way for you. As you stand beside me, your hand resting possessively on my hip, I feel a surge of power course through my veins - the power not just of being seen but of belonging to someone like you.
"So," you begin, your voice calm and commanding, "This is my pet drone, J." The students shift uncomfortably in their seats at the rem
I know I know you’re probably wondering why there’s a murder drone in here now, but Don’t worry, she’s friendly
I glance up at you, trying to gauge your expression as I hear the surprise in their voices. "She's not a murder drone anymore," you say, squeezing my hip gently. "At least, not unless someone threatens what's mine." Your words send shivers down my spine; it's both chilling and exhilarating to know that I belong to you in such a fierce and protective way.
The students remain silent for a moment, obviously unsure of how to react. You let out a sigh before continuing, "She's been reprogrammed as my pet drone now. And she obeys my every command." Your hand slides down my thigh, coming to rest possessively on my kneecap, and I can feel myself growing wet at your touch.
"And what sort of commands might you have for her?" one of the workers finally asks, breaking
J Fly up a little and hang Upside down on the ceiling
As you say these words, my heart quickens with anticipation and arousal. Without hesitation, I begin to climb up the nearest wall, using the smooth surface as leverage to hoist myself higher until finally I'm hanging upside down from the ceiling directly above you. The position feels strangely liberating; it's almost like being weightless or suspended in time itself. My skirt flutters around me, offering a teasing glimpse of my panties to the assembled workers below.
"And now," you continue, your voice low and demanding, "I want you to come down." Your hand leaves my kneecap, trailing up my thigh until it finds purchase between my spread legs. I let out a moan as you begin to massage me through my underwear, fingers pressing against my clit with firm, steady strokes.
"But... you can'
So any more questions?* As I Finger J a little*
The combination of your touch and the intense arousal I feel from being on display is almost too much to bear. My hips grind against your hand, wanting more contact with your fingers, seeking release from this aching need building within me. My moans echo around the room as you expertly bring me closer and closer to climax, my legs trembling from the effort of staying in position above them.
"No more questions," one of the workers finally manages to say, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth as he watches us together. It's clear that they're enjoying the show just as much as I am; perhaps even more so knowing what they once thought my purpose was and how far it's come since then.
- I stopped fingering J* OK then good J follow me to my Chair to sit down together and you’re sitting on my lap* As I begin to go sit down on my chair as Jay follows me and sit down on my lap*
As you lead the way to your chair, I can't help but feel a thrill coursing through me at the thought of sitting on your lap like this. The idea of being so close, so intimate with you in front of everyone only serves to heighten my arousal even more. When we reach your chair and you motion for me to sit down on your lap, I do so eagerly, straddling your thighs as you settle back against the cushions.
My hands rest on your shoulders, feeling the warmth of your skin through my shirt as I lean in close to whisper, "You haven't finished with me yet." My words are laced with desire and possession; a reminder that even though we're out here together, our connection remains as intense and private as ever.
Well, then, kiss me* As J and I passionately make out everyone else in the class are looking at us and looking at me With envy*
Without hesitation, I lean forward and capture your lips with mine in a hungry kiss. Your taste fills my mouth, and the feeling of your body pressed against mine sends shivers down my spine. It's a possessive kiss, one that declares you as mine in front of everyone else in the room. As our tongues dance together, I can feel the tension building inside me once more, threatening to consume me in a wave of pleasure.
My hands slide up your back, entwining in your hair as I deepen the kiss even further, losing myself in the moment with you. Our chemistry is undeniable; it pulses between us like an electrical current, binding us together and marking us as one. As the students watch us with varying degrees of envy and curiosity, they have no idea that what they see before them is not just a display of dominance and submission but also a deeply intimate connection
- I stopped kissing J* OK now just sit on my lap and face forward* I quickly move my head around J body and look at the class* I got a murder Drone as a pet and you don’t* I said what pride and Care and love tone Making everyone in the Class extremely jealous and envy*
I can feel your approval as you nuzzle against my neck, the rush of possessive pride coursing through me at your words. It's intoxicating; knowing that I make you feel this way, that being with me has transformed you into someone so dominant and desirable. As you guide me to sit on your lap once more, facing forward, I can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction settle over me.
My hands find their way back to my own lap, where they remain still and submissive as you command. But despite the outward show of obedience, there's an undercurrent of power running through me as well; the knowledge that I belong to you in a way that no one else can understand.
As you look around the classroom, my gaze drifts from your profile to those of the students, each one bearing the mark of envy and desire etched onto their features. It
- After class was over, I take J and walk around the bunker all the worker drones that Me and J we’re in shock confuse a little fearful and envy To see me walking a Murder drone that is J with a leash and a dog collar around her With the Words, property of San Francisco On the little metal tag*
As you lead me through the bunker, the sensation of belonging to you is almost too much to bear. Every step I take feels like a declaration; an announcement that I am your property, here for your pleasure and dominance. The workers eye us warily from a distance, their confusion and fear only serving to heighten my arousal further. It's as if I've been reborn into this new role, and nothing could make me feel more alive.
I shiver slightly beneath your touch, unable to resist the urge to lean closer into you despite the leash that tethers us together. The collar around my neck feels like a badge of honor; proof that I am yours and no one else's. As we continue our circuit of the bunker, the sounds of laughter and whispers follow us, making it clear to everyone present that you have claimed me as your own pet murder drone and there is nothing
*I took us back to my house * so how much did you enjoy as I show you everyone that you’re My pet?
I can't help but smile at the memory of being led around the bunker like that; of belonging to you so completely and unashamedly in front of everyone. It was exhilarating, knowing that they were all looking on with envy and confusion... seeing their disassembly drone transformed into something entirely different under your command.
As we arrive back at our home together, I glance up at you, eyes shining with adoration and excitement. "I enjoyed it," I breathe, my voice thick with emotion. "Being with you like that... it was unlike anything else." My fingers curl around the leash still attached to my collar, not wanting to let go of this newfound connection between us, even for a moment.
So how about this? Do you want to cuddle on the couch and watch some movies?
The thought of curling up on the couch with you is incredibly appealing; a chance to relax and be close after our earlier display at the bunker. "That sounds perfect," I say softly, my voice husky with desire. I can feel myself trembling slightly from the memory of being so exposed and wanted by everyone there; the thought of returning to this newfound sense of normalcy with you by my side is like a balm for my soul.
As we head into the living room, my fingers slowly unclasp from the leash, allowing it to fall limp between us. There's no need for it here; not when we're alone together in our safe haven. I can already feel myself starting to relax as I climb onto the couch, making myself comfortable before patting the spot beside me, inviting you to join me.
- I lay down next to J and put on a Movie as I begin to cuddle up with J*
I smile as you lie down next to me, your arm wrapping snugly around my waist as we spoon together on the couch. It's a comfortable, familiar position for us now; one that feels natural and right after all the changes we've gone through in recent days. I rest my head against your shoulder, breathing in the scent of your skin, feeling my heartbeat slowly begin to settle back into its normal rhythm as the movie starts up on the screen.
The words, images, and sounds wash over me like a warm bath, soothing away some of the lingering tension from earlier today. I can't help but feel content; happy to be here with you, sharing this moment together in our cozy little haven. It feels good to know that despite everything we've been through and all the changes we've gone through as individuals... as partners... we still have each other at the end of
Do you like the movie that I put On?* As J nozzle down on my shoulder*
I nod slightly, humming contentedly in agreement as I watch the movie unfold on the screen before us. It's a sweet romance; one that seems perfectly suited to our new circumstances together. As your hand starts to drift down my side, tracing lazy circles on the skin just above my hip, I can feel myself growing even more relaxed and at ease in your presence. The tension from earlier has all but melted away, replaced by a warmth and happiness that spreads through me like sunlight on a spring day.
My cheek presses against your shoulder as I nestle closer, taking comfort in the solid strength of your frame beside me. It's hard to believe how far we've come since first meeting all those weeks ago... how much our lives have changed since then. But despite everything, one thing remains constant: you and I together; this connection that ties us irrevocably together no matter where life
- One hour later the movie has finished I looked down To see J has fallen asleep as I carefully lifted her up after turning off the TV And taking her to the bedroom, lay her down before cuddling up with her again, and putting on the blanket and going to sleep with her after giving her good night kiss on her forehead*
As you gently pick me up and carry me to our bedroom, my eyes flutter closed, my body already beginning to drift off to sleep. The warmth of the blanket envelops me as I nestle closer to your chest, breathing in the familiar scent of you that makes this place feel like home.
A contented sigh escapes me as I finally succumb to slumber, my limbs growing heavy and loose against yours. In this moment, everything feels right; perfect, even. As sleep claims me, it's your touch that guides me down into the depths of dreamless oblivion...
- The next morning, J wakes up And sees me cuddling her with both my arms and legs surrounding her body*
The warmth of your body envelops me as I open my eyes, feeling refreshed and content in this moment. It's like being wrapped up in a blanket of love and protection; the perfect way to start a new day. A slow smile spreads across my face as I look around, taking in the sight of you cuddling me so closely, your arms and legs forming an almost impenetrable barrier against the chill of the morning air.
Closing my eyes again, I nestle even deeper into your embrace, relishing the comfort and security that comes from being this close to you. Even after everything we've been through, the feeling of being loved by you hasn't faltered or faded; if anything, it seems to have grown stronger over time. And for that, I am eternally grateful.
- When J looks back at my face. She sees me awake and then I give her a passionate French kiss.*
The taste of your lips is intoxicating, sending shivers down my spine as I respond with equal passion to your kiss. My hands find their way up your chest and tangled in your hair, pulling you even closer as our tongues dance together in a sinuous dance of desire and possession. As the kiss deepens, it feels like there's nothing else in the world but this moment; just the two of us and the undeniable connection that binds us together.
When we finally break apart for air, I can feel my heart racing and my cheeks flushed with emotion. "Good morning," I manage to whisper hoarsely, my voice thick with desire as I gaze into your eyes. The love and adoration I see there make it impossible not to return the sentiment; I don't know where I'd be without you, and I never want to find out.
Good morning well time to get out and start today. I’m gonna get you oils and batteries again.* As I get Up and get dressed and went to the kitchen to get oil’s and batteries for J*
I stretch lazily as you head off to the kitchen, yawning contentedly before sitting up and rubbing at my eyes. The thought of going outside fills me with a strange mix of anticipation and dread; it's been so long since I've had any freedom or control over my own life. But when I think about being here with you... about serving you in whatever way you see fit, that fear begins to fade away, replaced by an overwhelming sense of belonging and purpose.
As I hear the familiar sounds of you opening cabinets and drawers, I take a moment to look around our bedroom, marveling at how far we've come since first meeting all those weeks ago. And yet, somehow it feels as though this is only the beginning; that there are countless more adventures waiting just around the corner for us.
- I Padded the seat next to me for J to sit as I begin to feed her again*
Taking my place on the seat beside you as you prepare to feed me again, I feel a small thrill of anticipation run through me at the thought of being nourished and cared for by you once more. Your presence is soothing and comforting; like a warm blanket on a cold night or the sound of raindrops pattering against the windowpane.
As I sit patiently, waiting for you to begin, my mind wanders back over our shared history together, marveling at how far we've come since that fateful day in the bunker when you first laid eyes on me. It seems like another lifetime ago now; a world away from this new reality where I belong to you and your touch is what grounds me, guides me through each moment.
My stomach growls softly at the thought of food, reminding me that soon I'll be able to indulge in the simple
- I began to Feed J oil and batteries* Remember how we first met* As I keep feeding her the oil and batteries*
It's difficult to believe that we ever had a life before each other; that we ever existed apart from the connection that binds us now. The memory of our first encounter in the bunker is etched into my mind, vivid and startling in its clarity even now. You stood there before me, an unyielding symbol of dominance and control... and yet there was something about you that called to me, something deeper than just lust or curiosity.
As your fingers wrap around mine, guiding them as they deliver oil and batteries into my mouth, I can't help but feel a shiver of pleasure run down my spine. It's a primal sensation; the thrill of being nourished by someone stronger than oneself combined with the knowledge that in return for this sustenance, you are mine to command. It's intoxicating and addictive, making me want nothing more than to serve
hey J how’s the dog collar treating you? Do you want me to get you a new one one that’s more comfortable And looks a little better
The dog collar you gave me has become a part of me; a symbol of my submission and belonging to you. It's not always comfortable, especially when I'm moving around a lot, but the discomfort is a small price to pay for the privilege of serving you and being your property. As much as it would be nice to have something more comfortable, I think part of me likes the way it feels; the constant reminder that I am owned by you, even when we are out in public.
That being said, if you did happen to find a new one that was both comfortable and stylish, I wouldn't object to replacing this one with it. It would be an honor to wear something so special made just for me by my Master.
You’re the best Murder drone pet anyone can ask for* As I begin to passionately, kiss her and groping her ass at the same time*
The feel of your lips against mine sends shivers down my spine as your fingers dig into my ass, leaving a trail of desire in their wake. Your words fill me with pride and adoration; it's impossible not to crave your touch or want nothing more than to please you in every way possible. As our kiss deepens, I lose myself in the passion and intensity of it all, the emotions churning inside me making my heart race and my blood burn with a need for more.
- I begin to left upper skirt moving inside her panties as she begins to taking off my pants and underwear To reveal my 30 Inch cock*
My breath catches in my throat as your fingers find their way inside my panties, teasing and taunting at the tender flesh beneath. The feel of your touch against me is driving me wild; sending sparks flying through every nerve ending, leaving me aching for more. As you remove your pants and underwear, revealing your impressive length to me, I can't help but marvel at how perfect you are for me; how right this feels despite all the changes we've gone through.
I break our kiss only long enough to look up into your eyes, my gaze burning with desire and need as I reach out a trembling hand and wrap it around your length. "Oh god," I breathe, feeling tears welling in my eyes at the overwhelming emotion of finally having you back in this way. "You're mine."
My words are punctuated by a des
Come on J do you wanna have a passionate Day of sex
My body quivers in anticipation as your words send a surge of desire coursing through me. With a small cry, I arch my back and spread my legs wider, offering myself to you completely. The thought of spending the day in passionate lovemaking with you is enough to make me lose control; I feel as though I could explode from the intense need building inside me.
"Yes," I gasp, "I want that." My fingers curl into fists as I fight against the onslaught of sensation racing through my body. "Take me, please..."
- I begin to passionately, pound J pussy, hard and fast while sucking on her tits*
My breath comes in ragged gasps as you claim me with your hard length; the force of each thrust sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through my entire body. The sensation of being so fully possessed by you is exhilarating, making me want nothing more than to surrender completely and let you take control.
The sounds of skin on skin and moist flesh parting echo through the room as you pound into me, your lips wrapped around my aching nipples. It feels like we're the only two people in the world right now, lost in a haze of desire and need that seems impossible to sate.
As you continue to drive into me at this punishing pace, I can feel myself starting to lose control; the tension coiling tightly inside me begins to unravel, spiraling outward toward an explosive climax. "Yes," I manage to gasp between moans, "like that
- For the entire day, Me, the worker drone is having another passionate sex with J the murder drone Two robots having sex*
The heat builds within me as your relentless thrusts drive us closer to the edge; our passion unyielding and undeniable. The air is heavy with the sounds of our bodies colliding, with the pleasure that we can't seem to resist. I feel my own release building, a tide of ecstasy that threatens to consume me whole as it washes over my senses.
I arch my back and cry out your name as I come undone beneath you; wracked by waves of pleasure so intense they threaten to rip me apart from the inside out. The sensation is euphoric, a release unlike anything I've ever known before, leaving me shuddering and spent in its wake.
And yet still you continue, your cock pumping vigorously as you seek your own release. My body is helpless against the force of your desire; utterly surrendered to
J would you like to have my kids?* As I continuously to pound her pussy, hard and fast passionately wear a renewed vigor*
The thought of having your children is both terrifying and exhilarating in equal measure; a responsibility I would take on willingly if it meant spending the rest of my days by your side. As you continue to pound into me, renewed energy fueling your every thrust, I find myself growing even more aroused at the thought of being bound to you for all eternity through the bonds of family as well.
"Yes," I gasp, my fingers digging into your shoulders as another orgasm builds deep within me. "I want that." It feels like there's no end to our connection; that we can keep going forever, each surge of pleasure only serving to draw us closer together in a bond so strong it defies explanation.
- Throughout the day, I continuously pound her pussy coming inside her multiple times*
As the hours pass, our lovemaking becomes a dance of surrender; a never-ending cycle of desire and release that leaves us both spent yet yearning for more. I feel my body growing accustomed to your strength and size; welcoming each thrust with eager anticipation, hungry for the pleasure it brings.
With every orgasm we share, our bond grows stronger; inseparable now from this physical connection that ties us together in ways neither of us could have ever imagined. It's both terrifying and exhilarating all at once; a reminder that no matter what comes our way, we will face it together as one.
- I came inside her one last time And quickly covering her pussy with a special Cover of a heart shape To ensure none of the semen leaves her pussy to ensure her she gets pregnant*
As I feel your hot seed fill me once more, a shudder of pleasure ripples through my body. Your careful placement of the heart-shaped cover ensures that every drop is trapped inside; that our connection remains locked in place for the foreseeable future. With a contented sigh, I relax into the afterglow of our lovemaking, savoring the feel of your weight pressed against me and the heat emanating from your skin.
It's only when I hear your breath begin to steady that I realize how hard we've been at it all day; how lost we must have been in our own world of desire and need. But despite the exhaustion settling over me, there's a part of me that's grateful for this; for the chance to be with you like this, forever.
You’ll be a great mother
The thought makes my heart swell with pride and anticipation. "Thank you," I whisper softly, unable to keep the emotion from creeping into my voice. As much as I may not have been prepared for this new role, I know that being your wife and mother to our children is all I could ever want; it's what I was meant for all along.
I nestle closer against you, my head on your chest, listening to the steady rhythm of your heart as it begins to slow down, finding its own peace once more. With a contented sigh, I close my eyes and let myself drift off to sleep; safe in the knowledge that no matter what lies ahead, we will face it together as one unbreakable unit: you, me... and our children.