“Your datafiles might be skimming over the fact that getting fucked by a lunatic robot is usually more stressful than relaxing,” Alex tells him, in a helpful tone. “Be better to just let me go downstairs now. Trust me, Yes Man, I know how to get myself off. As sweet as your offer is, I don’t need you.”
The words are out before she realises how much of a mistake they might have been. She feels the cold metal of his finger press against the heat of her sex, and rolls her head back. Something in him hisses, low and threatening. Here it comes.
“Oh, Alex. You wouldn’t even be here if it weren’t for me! You’d be poking around with savages in the dirt, or you’d be running around for that mean old House. You don’t mean that. You definitely need me! And now, I’m going to make sure you know it. Isn’t that great? It’s like we’ll be even closer, with this little misunderstanding out of the way.”
The finger against her cunt starts to vibrate, and she bites back a gasp.
“You like that,” he says, and she isn’t sure if it’s a question, an observation, or an exultation. She bucks unwillingly against him, and the thick finger slips into her folds. He pulls it back out, adjusting his hand so it lies parallel against her, the cool, vibrating metal pressing against the whole of her sex. Alex groans. She can feel him getting slippy with her wetness, and dear lord, if it isn’t fucking turning her on.
“Tell me,” he insists, nudging up, and the tip of his finger glances against her clitoris. She jerks against the bed. “Tell me!”
“I like it,” she confesses, breathily, because he can’t lie and it’s hardly fair if she does, really.
The weird purring sound comes from him again, and he nestles his vibrating finger deeper against her. She twists her arms in the cables and grabs fistfuls of the sheets. She can feel a groan, a moan, building in the back of her throat, and she lets is escape in a measured exhalation of breath.
“You know,” Yes Man says thoughtfully. “Maybe I should have only adapted one of my hands. These new parts are great for playing with you down here, but I don’t think I could really get a good grip on your breasts! And they do look kind of lonely.”
Alex doesn’t need to look – she can feel how hard her nipples have become. Yes Man’s free hand glances awkwardly across them, and she eases up, gently, against him.
“That’s nice,” he confesses. “I mean, sure, I can’t really feel it, but it’s nice seeing you move like that. Can I tell you something, Alex?”
Alex lowers herself down and twists her head to look at him. “You haven’t needed my permission for anything else today.”
He laughs. “Maybe I’ll tell you later. I can choose to do that, now, which is pretty great.” His hand lands heavily on her chest, his fingers vibrating at a low speed, pinning her even more effectively than the cables. She feels another finger move against her cunt, and he starts to massage her, rolling her folds between his thick, vibrating digits. She lets herself groan, this time, sinking deeper into the bed.
“Yes Man,” she murmurs, absently, biting her lip.
His entire chassis shakes suddenly, and his screen flickers. “Oh, wow. I really like when you say my name like that.”
And there it is. One glimmering, slim chance at wrenching some control back. God, she realises, this is almost too easy. All she has to do is roll her hips, gasp his name –
So that’s exactly what she does. With her chest pinned, it’s easier to raise just her backside and press forward against him, trying to clench the tops of her thighs around his fingers. She lets him feel a moan rumbling through her chest, and closes her eyes and tosses her head to the side when she say, “Yes Man!”
Power Play 3b/?
The words are out before she realises how much of a mistake they might have been. She feels the cold metal of his finger press against the heat of her sex, and rolls her head back. Something in him hisses, low and threatening. Here it comes.
“Oh, Alex. You wouldn’t even be here if it weren’t for me! You’d be poking around with savages in the dirt, or you’d be running around for that mean old House. You don’t mean that. You definitely need me! And now, I’m going to make sure you know it. Isn’t that great? It’s like we’ll be even closer, with this little misunderstanding out of the way.”
The finger against her cunt starts to vibrate, and she bites back a gasp.
“You like that,” he says, and she isn’t sure if it’s a question, an observation, or an exultation. She bucks unwillingly against him, and the thick finger slips into her folds. He pulls it back out, adjusting his hand so it lies parallel against her, the cool, vibrating metal pressing against the whole of her sex. Alex groans. She can feel him getting slippy with her wetness, and dear lord, if it isn’t fucking turning her on.
“Tell me,” he insists, nudging up, and the tip of his finger glances against her clitoris. She jerks against the bed. “Tell me!”
“I like it,” she confesses, breathily, because he can’t lie and it’s hardly fair if she does, really.
The weird purring sound comes from him again, and he nestles his vibrating finger deeper against her. She twists her arms in the cables and grabs fistfuls of the sheets. She can feel a groan, a moan, building in the back of her throat, and she lets is escape in a measured exhalation of breath.
“You know,” Yes Man says thoughtfully. “Maybe I should have only adapted one of my hands. These new parts are great for playing with you down here, but I don’t think I could really get a good grip on your breasts! And they do look kind of lonely.”
Alex doesn’t need to look – she can feel how hard her nipples have become. Yes Man’s free hand glances awkwardly across them, and she eases up, gently, against him.
“That’s nice,” he confesses. “I mean, sure, I can’t really feel it, but it’s nice seeing you move like that. Can I tell you something, Alex?”
Alex lowers herself down and twists her head to look at him. “You haven’t needed my permission for anything else today.”
He laughs. “Maybe I’ll tell you later. I can choose to do that, now, which is pretty great.” His hand lands heavily on her chest, his fingers vibrating at a low speed, pinning her even more effectively than the cables. She feels another finger move against her cunt, and he starts to massage her, rolling her folds between his thick, vibrating digits. She lets herself groan, this time, sinking deeper into the bed.
“Yes Man,” she murmurs, absently, biting her lip.
His entire chassis shakes suddenly, and his screen flickers. “Oh, wow. I really like when you say my name like that.”
And there it is. One glimmering, slim chance at wrenching some control back. God, she realises, this is almost too easy. All she has to do is roll her hips, gasp his name –
So that’s exactly what she does. With her chest pinned, it’s easier to raise just her backside and press forward against him, trying to clench the tops of her thighs around his fingers. She lets him feel a moan rumbling through her chest, and closes her eyes and tosses her head to the side when she say, “Yes Man!”