My sexy robotic slave

        Dedicated to Robo_Niki, the true robotic object in my life.

                                By Dosman!

                           Dosman!@hullbreach.com

This story tends to change tenses, and may be hard to follow. Enjoy.

I walked into the room. It was dark, even with the open curtains. The
winter was notorious for making everything seem darker.

I just got home from work, so I drop my briefcase and trench coat on the
chair just inside the door and grope for the light switch. As the room
becomes brighter, I see exactly what I want to. Standing in the corner of
the room, at attention is my newest creation, a perfect female robot. I go
over to my desk and pick up the remote and walk toward you with it. I know
you are capable of seeing me, but might not be able to concentrate on me
right now. I look down at the remote, which shows your current state.
According to the display you are frozen in pose 0, the default attention
pose. I put you in it the night before just like I do every night. As I
scan the display more closely I find what I am looking for. You orgasm loop
is still running, just as it should be, activating your stimulation
circuits every 2 minutes. I look up from the display, to your face. There
is no indication that you are anything but perfectly relaxed. I know that's
not true. You've described to me before how you feel in this state. Every
two minutes an orgasm sweeps through your body, leaving you in a state of
euphoria. Without the ability to move, all you can do is let it take you to
the brink of unconsciousness. As you come back around, you become more and
more aware of your surroundings and your state before you are violently
rocked by another one.

By looking at you now, I can't tell what condition you're in. You could be
seeing me clearly, or experiencing the most intense pleasure of your life.
Tapping the controls I turn up the intensity to 150% of what it just was. I
know it won't be long before you feel the effect. At that setting you won't
even recover before the next one hits, leaving you in an almost constant
state of ecstasy.

As you stand there, perfectly motionless, feeling like you are on cloud
nine, I begin to play with you. I stroke you cheek with my finger, and run
the tip of it over your full red lips. I know you probably have no idea
what I am doing to you, but to me, it's so exciting. Before the change, you
would have never let me do this to you.

See you weren't always a robotic woman. Before last month, you were a
perfectly 'normal' woman. You got up in the morning, took a shower, got
dressed, and went to work as a secretary in a law office. I always loved
the way you would dress up for work, in dark hose, high heels and short
skirts. I loved it when you would come home and I could undress you and
play with you. It was always a great kick when I stripped off you clothes
and found you wearing latex underneath. I know how much it turns you on,
especially when you are using other stimulation with it. It was this fact
that you loved being stimulated all the time that inspired me to build the
orgasm loop into your robotic form. Oh, I'm jumping ahead. Let me start at
a better point.

One day, while you were at work, getting yourself off at your desk, I was
home reading Popular Science. As an engineer, I was working at home on a
project. I came across an ad in the back about making your love life
everything you always wanted. At first, I looked past it, as I knew there
was nothing wrong with ours, but I had to do a double take when I read the
second block of text. "Robotics is the key to it all". I ran over to the
computer, and went to the web site. What I found there was ingenious. These
people had developed a system where I could transfer your mind into a
robotic brain for my own uses. Of course I didn't want to give up your
great body, with your big breasts and firm ass, so I was planning to give
up, then I found out that it was compatible with the existing human body.
The brain gets implanted in various parts of the body, the human brain
passes the signals to the muscles, and you may never even realize it.

Wow, I immediately thought. I could turn you into the perfect slave, an
object for my own pleasure, and you would never even know what happened.
You would think it's your normal life, and I could do anything I wanted to
you, without any complaints. I downloaded the schematics, ran to Radio
Shack and got to work. For the next week of nights I worked in my shop on
each segment of the brain. Finally, after 6 days I was done. I had called
you down to my shop, and when you weren't looking, I clocked you on the
head with a rubber mallet, and you were out cold. What you probably didn't
realize then, but I did, was that you wouldn't wake up to your old life. I
quickly got to work. Cutting your body and inserting the pieces of the
computer was a simple task. When I was completed, you looked just as good
as when you came in, but the look in you eyes said that was not true. You
had an aimless stare in your eyes. I waved my hand in front of your face
with no response. At first, I was afraid that I had messed up, what if I
didn't get you back. Then it hit me that I hadn't activated you. I reached
for the remote that I had created. It was a great tool, buttons for
everything, and a link up for my personal computer. I looked down at it and
quickly spotted the control to power you up. I pointed the control into
your eyes and tabbed the control. I noticed the effect right away. You
looked up and at me and spoke. The first time as a cybernetic being, but it
sounded exactly the same as your real human voice.. "What happened?" you
asked me. At first I didn't know what to say. I hadn't thought about how
much I was going to explain to you. "You slipped on the last stair, and hit
your head" I explained calmly. Of course that wasn't the truth, but you
would never know. "Your fine". As you turned and started for the stairs, I
hit the freeze button. You became solid instantly. I approached you slowly,
not knowing what to expect. Every detail of you was still perfect. The
woman I had always loved. It occurred to me at the point that I had no idea
what you were thinking. I looked at the controls and found the one to
release certain body parts. After browsing a few menus and I released your
head. You turned and looked at me. "I can't move" you said calmly. "It's
OK". "I understand" you spoke aloud. I could tell it was a controlled
response by a slight change in tone. "How do you feel?" I ask. "I am
operating with in normal parameters. If you would like a more human
response, please activate language code beta." I was shocked. I didn't
expect this. The source code I downloaded off the Internet for you was not
easy to understand, and as such, everything you do is a surprise to me.

I thumbed the control for the next language code, and repeated the
question. "I feel great" you said in your normal, chipper voice. There was
no indication that you were disturbed by you lack of movement. I knew it
was because I had dismissed that concern by telling you that "Everything
was ok". "What is your sexual state?" I asked, knowing that the beta
language code was still running. "Fuck me", you said in your sensual voice.
Now that I did expect. I knew that I if I dismissed it with a "Not now" you
would totally forget the fact you were horny, but I never intended to do
that. After switching to the initial language code, I asked again. "This
unit requires sexual satisfaction when movement is prohibited. Please
activate stimulation routine Alpha at level 100%". Oh, I realized. You need
to have an orgasm or two when you're frozen. It was at the point I quickly
came up with the orgasm loop. After experimenting for a few hours and
asking you questions about your satisfaction I came up with the 2-minute
value. I knew it would leave you on the edge, and provide you with maximum
satisfaction. The whole time I left you in your mid stride pose on the way
to the stairs. I looked at my watch and noticed it was getting late. I
didn't have to get up early, but I did want to get a fresh start on you in
the morning. I refroze your head, activated the orgasm loop and went to bed
on the couch in the workshop. In your body you were overcome by wave after
wave of orgasm, separated by a brief enough pause for you to realize you
were frozen before being attacked again.

In the morning I awoke and got back to work on you. It took a few weeks,
but eventually I got used to every system in you. I fine tuned things, set
up pleasure settings for you, and eventually began work on your
self-control circuits. Although I could temporarily shut down the robotic
part of you, and let you live your normal, pre-droid life, I didn't want to
do that, I had a feeling you really didn't either. I figured the best way
around that was to reprogram you as my maid, and as my pleasure bot. This
would allow you to live a semi normal life in our house, doing different
things, and to let you do what ever I wanted, when I wanted.

That's how we got to today. Every night, after you pleasured me to my
limit, I always froze you at attention in the corner of the room. I would
activate your stimulation circuits just as you always used to request
during training. On most mornings I would activate your maid program and
let you clean house, or sometimes i would do interesting things with you,
like having you pose, or other sexual things. But, sometimes, like today, I
would just leave you at attention for the whole day. The nice thing about
this is my own special touch. When you were in this pose I allowed a small
amount of the 'real you' to exist, to come through. It was just enough so
that you could experience the orgasms and the pleasure in the way that you
always wanted. It also allowed you to realize how helpless you really were,
and what your life had become. It was something that always gave me a
thrill and something that I knew should make you happy.

As I get out of my work clothes, and into my robe, I study your outfit. You
used to always were it before the change, when we played, so I make you are
in it almost all the time now. It consists of a pair of dark pantyhose, and
a long sleeve, high collared black latex bodysuit. Along with the pair of
shoulder length, latex opera gloves, and the locked on high heel shoes, you
look like a fetish slut, but you are really just my pleasure bot. Another
object in my life, just like the television, or my car. You are no longer a
real woman, but it will be a long time, if ever, before I truly believe it.

I pick up the remote and shut down your orgasm circuit, and prepare you to
receive commands.

"Bend over and place your hands on your thighs" I say to you. You
immediately bend over, so that your back is parallel to the floor, and you
are looking straight down. Then I unzip the crotch of the bodysuit, and
open the slit in the pantyhose. As I slide my rigid member into your always
wet pussy, I feel your stimulation circuits activate, that is, the ones
designed to stimulate me.

As you remain perfectly frozen, unable to budge a single muscle, I begin
pumping into you. I can feel myself getting ready to climax, and continue
to pump. Just as I finish, I feel your stimulation circuits freeze. I pull
out and look at the control pad. Just as I suspected would happen, you have
frozen yourself on the edge of my orgasm. To you it feels as if I am just
as frozen as you are. You feel as if my cock is stuck in the same position
as when you stopped operating. I know you gain an immense amount of
pleasure from this experience as your orgasm loop kicks on once again.

As I clean myself up and get ready for bed I look you over one last time. I
have given you everything that either of us has ever wanted, and yet, I
don't know if you truly are. I hope that my gift is truly satisfying for
you. Inside your frozen body you wonder if my final stroke will ever
complete to give you the satisfaction you truly want.

The End

Signed Dosman! Jan 11, 2000




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