My ears were ringing, my tongue was slightly numb, and my mind was cloudy. All of my muscles felt exhausted with nothing left in them, but I was getting stimulated again. My face placed between two massive boobs was essentially in stimulation overload with another erection growing.
Sliding her familiar two fingers back to my crotch again, she slightly began stimulating once again only to suddenly stop. Wanting a bit more, to my disappointment she pulled her hand back away from me leaving me desiring more. Her hand didn't fully leave but slid over the rod with one finger that kept rubbing beneath it, making me even more stimulated.
"Lets leave you with some energy left to spare for a conversation for now… Now can you make me a few promises?"
'Huh… I can't think straight right now, her hand is still touching me down below.'
"Can you promise to never use the word Order to me ever again? I want you to promise you will always treat me with respect and never think negatively of me."
Changing to a sweet, pleading voice I felt it hard to say no to her. She slowly pulled the finger from holding my tongue down out and put it right outside my mouth tracing my lips lovingly with it. For me saying a few meaningless words to get her to go back to doing what she was doing was worth it in my eyes.
'The whole mouth sealing thing wasn't the best, but the handjob was divine. I need a third round with her.'
She was waiting for a response, while her other hand kept touching me down below. At first I assumed I didn't need to say anything, and she would just do more of what I wanted regardless.
I started feeling the arousal peak, ready to release once more. I knew this was my last load of today, I was just running out of stamina.
In a cold almost detached way her fingers pulled away from the sensitive rod and I couldn't release anymore. I needed that extra stimulation, the way those fingers felt was just too divine still she didn't bring them back. The moment my libido started to fall, she only came straight back touching me again..
'Dammit, how does she always seem to know when I am going to orgasm?'
She was in perfect control with her hand making me gasp, wanting the sensation to reach elation with no end in sight. I couldn't catch a break, doing it myself wouldn't be as good as her hands. She just kept teasing me waiting for my answer to her question and I even forgot most of it now!
'She wants a certain response… But what kind of response? Promises? Okay I can do that..'
My head, unable to think clearly in my arousal. Couldn't recall what she wanted me to say anymore after her leaving me wanting more so many times. Slowly I worked up the intelligence to ask one question, as my mouth opened she slipped the finger back in and pressed down again softly on the tongue.
"I can see it on your face, you want to ask me questions but instead I will do the asking is that okay?"
'Even easier, give me the questions already.'
Nodding excited to me this was my key to getting the ejaculation I was crazing so strongly. She smiled at me and went back to tracing my lips with a finger. I needed her hand to do its magic to feel that sweet release one more time, and she knew how much I wanted it. She was sweet in tone similar to a parent or adult discipling a bad child, but it wasn't like she was giving the option to say no.
I tried to not let it bother me and focused more on what she wanted to know. Giving her whatever she wanted to be said over with.
"Pay attention sweetie, don't worry about your tiny thing."
"Huh, oh alright…"
Shifting myself to move an arm over to finish myself off, I wanted to clear my head. Her arm clamped down on my free arm, sneaking to my crotch quickly putting a stop to that plan.
"C'mon, let me… Do it already.."
"No, I don't want you to be released until I say so. You're much cuter this way also. For a little gift, I will let you rub me down below okay?"
Wiggling slightly to break free, I couldn't even using all my strength. Giving up the struggle she went back to teasing me once again with her hand and I couldn't do anything now. She moved my two hands beneath butt feeling the soft warm skin that was tender in my hands. It was smooth with a nice supple feeling, free of any wrinkles or blights.
"The first question is easy: where are we? Who exactly are you and what is it that you do?"
'Job interview type questions?'
Shaking my head as if to shake the lustful thoughts from filling my head, I couldn't help but stare at her pink nipples that looked so delicious and tender. The way her artificial breath raised and lowered her breast as I felt her butt with my two hands stuck underneath them.
I opened my mouth to speak, I couldn't under so many sensual sensations overwhelming me. A deep breath of the air that was filled with her arousing scent made my head spin from the close proximity with a woman for the first time. Her soft warm tender skin filled my hands, while her hand gently rubbed the side of my rod with a single finger.
"I… I a, ummm…"
"Take your time sweety, just keep trying to think okay? I will help you focus."
Her hand gently grabbed my nutsack that was now extremely sensitive from blue balls, making me flinch. Every little move no matter how microscope she made my nerves jolted, and I couldn't help but speak in a higher pitched voice.
"I work here, I also own this land. It is useless but really big. So I started making money by letting people dump trash on it."
"So you manage an illegal dump site?"
"Yeah sorta."
Interested in my words, she began looking around the room. Seeing the body parts of other sex robots and pieces with tools that were made for working on them or used on it. It was a hobby and passion project of mine, something that I didn't like to share with others. She was the first to even know I did something like this even if she was a machine.
"What about the robot pieces everywhere, you steal them?"
"Steal? They are just trash people threw away. I found it during work, and brought it back home."
"So boy, how old are you doing all this, don't tell me you're skipping school. You don't look very old."
"...I am 2#"
Looking down from her face I felt sad and was about to cry. I wasn't in the age of going to school, I was actually an adult! Still her question stung hard, making me think about my depressing reality.
Malnourished in my younger years, I was stuck forever looking younger than I actually was. Standing at a meager 5' 1' inches, my body was miniscule in comparison to hers or even an average adult.
"Do you have anyone in your life?"
"Nobody cares about me, not like I have anyone here. If I disappeared today there would be nobody to mourn for my death."
"That isn't true..I would care."
She pulled my arms out from under her rear and placed my stick skinny arms on my chest. Pulling me into a hugging embrace with her one arm she pulled me into her chest and started speaking softly without any force in her tone.
"You're not alone in this world anymore. Don't think like that."
Her hands that were cut up and with a body that was damaged didn't hurt instead they had a weird warmth to them that felt genuine. A weird fuzzy feeling spread through my chest with her being so gentle, and I didn't know how respond right now. This sudden switch from sexy time to getting love blasted was so unexpected I didn't know what I was supposed to be saying in response.
"It's alright sweety, I care about you. I am here for you. I won't ever leave your side, you can trust me."
"Thanks."
'Is this what having a loving mother is like?'
"Now sweety can you swear to always listen to me and respect me as a woman?"
"I swear, I will…"
I closed my eyes and I didn't know what to do. This strange feeling of being comforted and told everything is going to be okay wasn't part of my life before.
"I want you to tell me what bothers you so much, why are you so frustrated?"
"I… I don't know where to begin.."
"I am open ears to you, start at any time sweety."
I felt a tinge of regret for my ideas I had planned with her. Right now all her comfort gave me regret for speaking harsher to her than anyone else in my life. There was a strange mix up inside my mind knowing this was just a machine and not a person but a part of me knew this had to be real. Maybe some other previous owner already gave her personality, one I would never pick but did that matter right now.
'I don't dislike it, it isn't what I planned for… Maybe I should just trust her, and accept her as she is? After all, what else do I have besides her?'
"Are you starting to cry?"
"No, no I'm not! Men don't cry…"
"You're not really a man to me sweety, you're just my little lost soul. Don't pretend to be something you're not going to become."
"...."
I didn't know why, but I began to cry a little from her words. Nobody was this kind to me in life, feeling such a weird sensation of pure kindness hit me somewhere inside I never got hit before. She silently held my body and with her large scale it gave a sense of comfort nothing had given me before.
'I feel like a kid with a giant teddy bear, just this one is hot and sexy.'
"Tell me, is there a reason you chose me over all the other sex robots? Is it because when you saw my size, my body, you wanted to have something superior to you? A teacher in life?"
"I, I um.. I don't know.. When I saw you, I thought how amazing it would be to remake you."
"Am I as amazing as you hoped?"
"Even better."
For an entire hour we sat as she whispered into my ears little questions. What did I think of her, why did I fix certain spots over others, what type of woman I like. So much interest in me felt surreal and it felt somehow very loving in sensation.
"Sweety I need to know why you watched rape porn in the past, I know it wasn't real but why that type of content?"
"It was hot? The woman kinda looked like you…"
"I am flattered you like me so much that most of your search history was stuff that looked like me, but from now on I will pick healthy content. Stuff that is better for a soft mind like yours."
"Sure…Can you call me a winner again?"
"Sure sweety, you are a winner."
Slowly pulling my sobbing face out from between her breasts she looked into my eyes. The hour we spent simply chatting with her hugging me close made my body want to cling close to her again. I wanted to feel that warmth, that sensation of being loved again.
Her damaged look gave her a sweet look that was hard to understand to outsiders but to me it was her real self. It was hard for me to look at her anymore from the guilt I had inside realizing what I was planning to do the more I heard from her, and I looked down trying to not look at her anymore.
In my lust I was plotting to do somethings that were best left unsaid but she spoke of them still. It was something I could only feel shame for on the inside knowing I was about to do something unforgivable and even worse was the fact she was well aware of the worst parts. Every devious plan, every perversion, and dark schemes was laid bare to her searching through the data drive I put in her from my old computer.
"I will always be here for you Verlierer, trust me. I am eternally grateful for you saving me, I will never forget it."
"Your welcome?"
"I am aware of what kind of man you are, I can only ask that you put your heart into trusting me. I will save you from the evil path you have begun to walk in life and pull you towards the light with me."
"Huh?... oh, sorry.."
"I don't care about an apology for things you never did, just swear to me you will speak to me first before you want anything of that nature. I will decide then if it is okay or if that is not okay, after all your sexual health is important to me."
"I.. I will, but tell me did you see that one video video?"
"Yes, I saw the video. I can only say that you need me to control your urges."
'Oh god she actually knows everything about me..doesn't she care I found a video of her exact design getting raped?'