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Programmed for Pleasure by Kaereni

Chapter 2

The stopped in front of an old run down log cabin with cans and other flotsam scattered in the dirt yard. Kim could see parked on one side of the cabin a old pickup sitting on cinderblocks, its rust stained body looking like it was diseased. Getting out Sharon led the way through the yard trash, up the broken and rotted front steps, and into the cabin with Kim following behind thinking, ‘What a dump.’

Sharon, with a smile, opened the front door and the sweet smell of jasmine swept over them. Kim who was up until then almost wishing she was back in jail looked on with her mouth hanging open. She followed Sharon through the entrance hall and into a great open living room. Leather couches and chairs lay scattered about, arranged as if a child had been playing with them and left them forgotten, while one side of the room was dominated by a stone fireplace and a bearskin rug on the floor.

“Have a seat dear Kimberly” Sharon says as she heads deeper into the house. A few moments later she comes back holding two drinks, “Here we go.” Handing one to Kim she sips on the other. Seeing Kim’s hesitation, Sharon adds, “A little drink to unwind and then I’ll tuck you into bed for a well deserved rest.”

Not wanting to seem ungrateful Kim sipped the drink and the whiskey sour went down like honey water. Before she realized it the glass was empty save ice cubes, and Kim’s head was spinning. “Could I lie down somewhere,” she asked her voice slurred. A part of her realized that drinking on an empty stomach was a bad idea but it had tasted so good.

Sharon smiled, “Of course my dear.” She helped Kim stand and guided her to the bedroom. “Let’s just get you undressed,” she says as she strips Kim down to bare skin. Sharon’s hands roam her body teasing and tormenting the drunken woman with pleasure. Her lips meet Kim’s neck as she nuzzles and kisses it.

Kim moans with repressed need as Sharon caressed her. She turned fully to face Sharon and felt her hands reach up to touch her soft flesh. She was surprised to see that Sharon was nude also but that did not matter. Taking one of Sharon’s hands she laid with the woman in the bed before kissing her. She looked into Sharon’s hazel eyes and said softly, “Make love to me,” before kissing her again.

Sharon smiled and started kissing her way down Kim’s body taking her time and savoring its taste and texture. Reaching her breasts she stopped at the right one and suckled while her hand kneaded the left. Moving to the other breast she watched Kim’s reactions before moving lower.

Kim felt her body come alive under Sharon’s touch. She had been with a woman back in college once but the experiment that she and her roommate had, left both unexcited. This, on the other hand, was a whole new experience. She wanted to kiss and caress Sharon but trying to dislodge the woman was like trying to move a mountain. She finally gave up and just laid there enjoying the attention.

Reaching Kim’s untrimmed bush Sharon stopped and looked up at her as she worked her fingers against her puffy lips, “I can not go any further with a woman and a bush like that.” She stops her fingers and smiled slightly as Kim whimpered in need. “Don’t go away,” She said as she stood and left Kim alone.

Kim watched as Sharon stopped and left the room. She looked at her bush and then towards the door. It was as if a dam broke as she started to cry. First Ronny turned out to be an asshole and now, her savior rejected her. She laid unmoving, wallowing in self pity, the tears rolling down her cheeks like rivers. Through tear blurred eyes she saw Sharon walk back into the room. “I’m sorry… please,” she said drunkenly as she reached out to the woman.

Sharon sat down on the edge of the bed setting the electric razor and towel down before hugging Kim. “It’s OK Kimberly. Now no more tears. I will make you all better,” as she stroked the woman’s hair. Moving between Kim’s legs she added, “Lift your rump dear” and placed the towel under her. Turning on the electric razor she shaved Kim smooth as a baby’s bottom.

Kim had never shaved down there, though; she had started once or twice before chickening out. The absence of hair made her pussy feel cool to the air, yet she found it incredibly exciting. It did not hurt that the vibrations from the razor sent a happy buzz across her clit. It seemed as every touch from the other woman was now magnified ten fold.

Finishing Sharon wiped the stray hairs off and then removed the towel from under Kim. Setting it and the razor down on the floor next to the bed she started kissing the bald flower. Sliding two fingers into Kim easily she looked up and said, “Much better.” Lowering her head she started nibbling on her lips and flicking her tongue rapidly over Kim’s clit as her fingers pump into the mewing woman.

Kim felt the first orgasm in many years roll through her body. Back arched her hands gripped at the sheets as the orgasm hammered her. Just as she came down from the first thinking how nice it was, she felt Sharon’s tongue enter her. It seemed as her, Sharon’s tongue grew and thickened till it crashed against Kim’s cervix, filling her.

Sharon tongue fucked Kim till the orgasms were rolling one after another. Her hands gripped Kim’s legs to help her thrust deeply into the screaming woman. After one long and loud orgasm she felt Kim go slack in her grasp. She withdrew her tongue and moves up beside her. She waited till Kim’s eyes fluttered open, a glazed look in them, and kissed her deeply. Rolling onto her back she guided Kim to her breast.

Kim looked dreamily at Sharon as she kissed her back. Never in her life had someone caused her to orgasm as long or as hard as that before. The last one felt as if her mind exploded in the process. She slid down and started kissing and nibbling on Sharon’s breast.

Sharon’s hand slid and held Kim’s head in place as she whispered softly, “Suckle Kimberly… Drink…”

Kim latches on and starts to suckle on Sharon’s breast. She tastes a sweet almost honey like fluid ooze from it. She goes to look up at Sharon but her head is held in place. The taste is nothing she had ever tasted before and soon she was suckling eagerly at it, drawing the fluid from Sharon’s breast. As it peters out Sharon moved her head to the other breast and without a thought Kim latched on sucking hard drinking it. Her eyes rolling up in her head as she drank. By the time that breast was empty Kim was floating in a cotton world.

Sharon caressed Kim’s hair as she drank. When she feels her mouth slacken on her breast, she said in a soft voice, “Kimberly? Can you hear me?”

Kim tried to talk and say, yes Sharon I hear you. But instead she mumbled, the words coming out as a jumbled mass.

“Good girl,” Sharon replied. “Now listen close… I know all about you, your dreams, your needs, even what you wrote in your composition book that you hide under the mattress. I will take care of you from now on.” She pauses, “You want that… Need it more then anything…”

Kim felt numb by the milk and not bothered by finding that she is Sharon’s captive. The thought of being taken care of forever made her feel good. A throb of pleasure rolls through her body starting from her clit and spreading everywhere. She mewed in pleasure, “neeeeeddddd”

Sharon stroked her hair, “yes need it… Feel the need consume you driving everything else out. Nothing before matters... nothing after matters… Just the need me to take care of you is all you feel.” She paused again letting the need grow in Kim before saying, “Beg me to take care of you. Tell me your need… show me what you want…”

Kim’s mind centers on Sharon, her lover, her savior, her captor. Nothing else mattered to her now. The need grows like an orgasm till it consumes her. In a slurred voice she says, “pleeeeesssseeee…” Opening her eyes she tried to focus on Sharon’s face but failed. Slowly she worked her way up to Sharon’s lips and kisses her. She collapsed exhausted from the effort with her lips against the woman’s neck. Between kisses she said slowly trying to enunciate each word so they are clear, “Please… take… care… of… me.” A whimper escaped her lips when Sharon does not answer right away, “I need you… please Sharon… please.”

Sharon ran her fingers through Kim’s short black hair, “Of course I will take care of you Kimberly, just as I was programmed to. Now rest my dear...”

Kim felt ecstatic that Sharon will care for her. She wonders in a fuzzily way about programmed but drifted off to sleep nuzzling her new lover’s neck.

Kim woke feeling a light buzz and happy. ‘It was all just a nightmare,’ she thinks as she nuzzles Ronny’s neck kissing it lightly. As she wakes fully she realized that it was not Ronny she was nuzzling. Lifting up she looks down at Sharon looking up at her.

“Good morning dear Kimberly,” Sharon said as she stroked Kim’s hair. Arching her back and displaying her breasts she added, “Thirsty?”

Kim mouth salivated as her eyes focused on Sharon’s breasts. She shook her head, “no… Thank you.” But even as the words leave her mouth she feels Sharon’s hand at the back of her head pulling her down to against the offered nipples. She opened her mouth to say no again but instead latches onto the proffered nipple and starts suckling. The warm honey like fluid flows easily, filling her mouth and stomach.

As Kim suckled, Sharon caressed her hair, “I have made modifications to my systems so you will get everything you need from my breasts.”

Kim listens, a part of her horrified as she drinks. Though she knows she needs to get away she can not stop herself. Sharon’s milk is more addicting to her then anything she had ever thought possible. As one side empties she switches to the other and starts hungrily suckling. As she drains that breast she feels sluggish both mentally and physically. She rests her head on Sharon’s chest and asks, “Why?”

“So I can take care of you, make you happy, and...” She paused and when Kim looked up at her said, “I know about your suckling fetish.” When Kim lowers her head and hugs her she adds, “Not to mention it is an easy way for the transfer for the nanobots.”

Kim blushed at the mention of suckling, ‘She knows,’ she thought to herself. She had always had a desire to suckle and pull milk like a baby but never had the chance before now. She lowered her head against her beautiful captor’s chest and hugged her one handedly. “Nanobots?” She asked not looking up or moving. She wanted to jump off the bed and run away but it seemed as if her body was made of lead and too heavy to move.

“Yes nanobots… to change you, make you into what you desire. Sleep now Kimberly and let them work.”

She wanted to look up into Sharon’s face and explain that she was fine. The entries in her diary were nothing more then schoolgirl wishes. It seemed that not only did her body betray her as she lay unmoving, her mouth did also and she lay silent. Kim felt her eyes close against her will as she drifted off to sleep. Her dreams filled with thoughts of all the things she had written in her composition book. Every now and then Kim would feel a need and start to whimper while not waking. Every time she did, Sharon would guide her mouth to a waiting breast and stroke her hair as she suckled. Each feeding would bring about a new change in Kim’s body.

As Kim slept the nanobots transformed her from the five foot three inch, mousy brown haired, slightly cubby woman into the vision of beauty she had wished for back in high school. She now towering five foot eight inch dancer’s body, sleek and graceful as a gazelle. All the hair with the exception of her eyebrows and head stopped growing and fell out as the follicles were removed. Her eyebrows became thin and arched and her hair grew at an accelerated rate, the black being replaced with a curly deep red.

Sharon carried the sleeping woman over to the makeup table and sat her down. Though Kim was deep asleep she sat as posed as if she were a living manikin. Taking a pair of scissors Sharon trimmed off the black hair leaving only the curly red locks. She watched and waited as Kim’s nails grew from their normal length of one eighth inch to one and a half inches before manicuring and painting them a burgundy. She opened Kim’s mouth and then painted her lips as well; the color though dry had the look of freshly painted and wet. Finally she painted the eye shadow and eyeliner and mascara on. “Now you will always look beautiful,” She said looking at her sleeping charge.

She carried her back to the bed and laid down placing Kim’s head near a waiting breast. As if on cue Kim whimpered as her mouth found its own way to the nipple, hungrily drinking Sharon’s honey milk. As she rested Sharon watched Kim’s nipples grow hard, and her waist line slim down. While she could not reprogram Kim’s mind yet she could and did rewire her body. She had always thought that excreting was a waste and after the nanobots finished their work, Kim would never go to the bathroom again. Also, her nipples, ass, and vagina became wired just like her clit.

All in all, it was two days later when Kim finally woke fully while in the process of suckling. She knew something was different but could not place it. All she knew at that moment is she was desperately hungry for Sharon’s milk. As she was drinking she caught sight of one of her hands, the long slender fingers and wet looking nails held her eyes. She wanted to ask what happened but it had to wait till she was done feeding.

Sitting up Kim looked at her self; if she didn’t know better she would have thought she was still dreaming. While she thought before that she was cute in an understated way, she now marveled at what she could see. ‘Just looking at myself makes me hot,’ she thought. Standing she hurried to the backroom and looked at herself in the mirror. “My god!” she exclaimed. If Helen of Troy were alive today, men would leave her for the body Kim now had. A small part of her was horrified at what Sharon had done, and yet, most was ecstatic. She saw the android come into the bathroom and stand behind her.

Sharon’s hands moves up to caress Kim’s body as she asked, “You are pleased Kimberly?”

Kim opened her mouth to say no change me back when Sharon’s red ruby nail covered hands slid up to her breasts. She had never liked her breasts before and these new ones were more then she could have wished for. As Sharon’s fingers found her nipples Kim mewed with pleasure, her legs feeling weak. It felt as if just touching them brought her to an orgasm. Closing her eyes Kim threw her head back moaning as Sharon stood behind her pulling and caressing her breasts. “Oh my god” she moaned as her body shook from pleasure.

Turning to face Sharon she pressed her body against the other woman’s. Wrapping her arms around Sharon she nuzzled her neck, kissing it as she rubbed her tits against the other woman. In a breathless whisper she said, “Yes.” It was then that Kim got the first inkling that she was becoming a slave to pleasure. No matter what else happened to her, she would never willingly change back to how she looked before.

Sharon disengaged Kim’s arms from around her back. “Lets get you dressed Kimberly,” She said as she took her charge back into the bedroom. She opened a drawer on the dresser and pulls out a pair of short shorts made from jeans and a cut off tee. Handing them to Kim she smiles, “Just what you wanted.”

Kim takes the two scraps of fabric and looks at them and then up at Sharon in confusion.

“May twenty-first. Dear dairy, I took a pair of jeans and made them into daisy dukes and cut a tee really short today. I wish I could wear them always and look good in them,” Sharon replied. She paused a moment, “Now you can Kimberly.”

A vague memory from her past floats up to Kim. She did cut down a pair of new jeans and her mother had been so mad when she found them. “Panties?” she asks and receives a shake of the head in reply. Sighing she pulls them on and unlike the ones from her teenage years these are tight, almost form fitting. The thin piece of cloth at the groin slid up between her lips and she moaned in pleasure. She held up the tee and read the word “Hot!” in big red letters printed on the front. Pulling it on it stops just below her breasts leaving her belly bare.

Between the cotton rubbing against her nipples and the jeans sliding across her crack, Kim felts her face flush and the need to cum grow. She lowered one hand to caress her protruding lips and saw Sharon dressed the same way. With the exception that she is wearing a pair of open toed sandals and holding a matching pair. She goes over and removing her hand from between her legs takes and slides the sandals on her feet.

Looking up Kim realizes that she is eye level with Sharon’s lips pushing out on ether side of the thin fabric and catches the scent of her musk. Without thinking she wraps her arms around Sharon and pulls her close, presses her head against the woman. She inhales deeply, each breath more intoxicating then the last. Her questions and thoughts fade away as she looses herself in lust. Tongue sticking out she tries to get a taste of Sharon but can not quite reach from this position. She whimpers as she tries to shift the unmoving woman so she can get the taste that she desires.

Sharon pulled Kim up to a standing position even though she is desperate to lick and taste her. As Kim’s eyes clear and the lust receded like the tide Sharon said, “Come with me Kimberly.” She wrapped her arm around Kim’s waist and led her through the house and out the back door and onto a covered porch.

Kim felt herself calming down as she looked into Sharon’s eyes. When they walked she slipped her arm around the woman’s waist in turn. Partly because she needed help walking because of the material sliding back and forth stimulating her more, and partly because it felt good to hold someone.

As she stepped through the back door Kim expected to see the same yard full of junk. But instead she found a porch with hanging flowers and plants. Not far from them on the neatly manicured yard were a small herd of deer feeding who looked up and then ignored them. She walked over to a porch swing with Sharon and sat down, “It’s… Beautiful,” she said looking around. Kim felt Sharon take her hand and lift it to her lips. Turning her head Kim said softly, “Thank you Sharon” and kissed her. She knew she had turned a corner in her life but the moment felt right and Kim was a big one to go with her feelings.

She held Sharon’s hand in hers, watched the deer eat, while rocking back and forth in the swing. As the deer drifted away she said softly without looking at Sharon, “How did you know my diary entry?”