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WHERE YOU BELONG TO...



She entered the stylish lobby of the pleasure center. For this 
time of the evening there are only few customers. A kissing 
couple, one guy drinking at the bar and of course her. Looking 
around she noticed the selection terminals at the other side of 
the room and walks up to the nearest. The terminals are simple 
screens where one select a sex bot to share the night with in 
the rooms above the lobby.

Without real enthusiam she browsed through the available models. 
Mostly females in all shapes and sizes. From humans of all types, 
the average blond heavily busted bimbo sex toy, elven like 
fragile beauties, a sweet goth vampiress, pre adolescent looking 
child bots, to inhuman shimmering robot dolls and furries and at 
last also animal bots. The paying customer could get everything 
for only a few credits. She only browsed through the human 
female models, considering the animation of a android with a 
rather skinny body, long shapely legs, nice pert breasts, long 
flowing brown hair, prominent cheekbones and a pale face with 
intense looking dark gray eyes.

After a moment she notices that the guy from the bar took place 
at another terminal next to her. When she turned to look at him 
he said with a lame grin in his face "It's a shame that there is 
nothing like you on the list". She wanted to tell him what an 
asshole he is and where he can put his opinion but she only shot 
him one of those die-right-here-idiot looks and stormed out into 
the cool night.

Outside walking home to her apartment she thought about what 
happened. The reason why she went to the pleasure center and why 
she had looked over minutes at the advertisment of this bot. Of 
a bot looking very similar to herself.

                             ---

Two days later she went again. This time she didn't hesitated and
paid for the brown haired model called "Susan" she looked at so 
long the last time. Only half a minute later the bot emerged from 
a door near the terminals and came towards her. "Hi, I'm Susan 
and I'll be yours tonight." she said smiling, took her hand and 
led her upstairs to one of the rooms.

With a vacant look the bot stood expectingly in the middle of 
the room. The woman sat on the bed and just watched the bot. 
"Strip." she said and with slow and seductive movements the bot 
started removing the black satin teddy it wore. Again she just 
watched then walked around the bot, touching the data access
port in its neck, then giving commands to move and just 
watching it. After about an hour she left having not really 
used the bot for the purpose most clients pay.

The next time she went to the pleasure center she saw how 
another customer took the "Susan" model - she didn't know if 
there was only one of it - upstairs fondling her tits and 
slapping her on the ass while they got out of sight. She went 
to a terminal and quickly resolved that "Susan" was still 
available. So she paid for her and soon enough a second "Susan" 
bot appeared and greated her. She told the bot to wait and made 
another request at the terminal and shortly after that a 
standard but well hung human male bot joined them. She ordered 
them to show her the way and upstairs they went.

This time she made herself comfortable on the king size bed, 
loosened her clothes while ordering the two bots to engage 
themselves. She also commanded the male bot to act and talk like 
he was a customer at the pleasure center and "Susan" to act like 
the bot she is, not talking just complying, which of course was 
no big deal and useless to mention. As the two bots got more and
more agitated, the male telling "his bitch" to take "what she 
deserves", the woman started fingering herself and caressing her 
breasts while intently watching the coupling bots. When "Susan" 
cried out in bliss as her "client" grunted and shot his seed 
into her the woman absently minded touched the cylindric 
metallic access port hidden under her flowing hair.

                             ---

In this afternoon only a few minutes before her work day ended 
she looked through dozens of inbound client documents of the 
real estate agency she worked for. Her job was skimming through 
the files, analyzing them and doing reports her superiors would 
rarely read. There were endless columns of numbers, client names
and contract variants to be considered and to decide what offers 
to accept and what relations to cancel. But each day had an end 
and when she finally unplugged the computing interface from her 
data port she let out a sigh, grabbed her purse out of a drawer 
and went out of the building into the subway still half an hour 
until she was home.

Later that night laying in the darkness of her bedroom she 
dreamed of the "Susan" bot almost motionless and obliviously 
moaning getting vigorously fucked by an uncaring anonymous but 
paying customer. Again and again imagining the same scene. A 
vibrator humming in her pussy finally got her into a satisfying 
sleep.

                             ---

A week later she sat on the bedside in one of the rooms of the 
pleasure center and ordered "Susan" to come to her and turn 
around. She plugged a cable into the bots data port and connected
it to a portable computer she took from her bag. She entered 
some command and waited for the transfer to complete. When it 
was done she unplugged the bot, told her she was finished for 
today and sent her away. After the door closed and she was alone 
she stripped, plugged the loose end of the cable into her data 
port and started a prepared program. When she felt the initial 
sex bot programming to start she plunged her left hand deep into 
her slit and used the other to pinch hard one of her nipples. She 
bit her lower lip and moaned feeling her mind fucked up by the 
intense programming. Feeling her neural pathways shifting she 
finally goes over the edge and lais sweeting and heavily 
breathing on the floor. While the programming continues thoughts 
of obedience, servitude and compliance form in her mind and 
moments later her masturbation goes slower and ceases. Finally 
her face relaxes and her eyes go blank and unfocussed. 

Two minutes later the bot stood up, unplugged the cable from its 
neck, threw computer and cable into the trash can and walked out 
of the room. From the floor the bot went through a service door 
along a maintenance passage into a cleaning chamber. Dressed
again and fully cleaned the bot went into the darkness of the 
storage room and silently took place in an empty slot between 
two other similar looking models. A probe activated and fitted 
a cable into the bots data port. A maintenance program started 
idling the bots thought processes.

Time passed and now and then one of the other bots started out
and went through the exit which leads into the lobby of the 
pleasure center. Maybe a lot of time has passed when the new 
bot finally activates, the data port connector retreats and the 
bot walks out into the brightness of the now busy lobby room. It 
recognizes the customer who requested it and walks towards the 
bar where the man sits. Feeling its nipples stiffening the bot 
smiles and says "Hi, I'm Susan and I'll be yours tonight." He 
stares at her unbelieving and finally says "Now you are exactly 
where you belong to."