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The Android Companion (darkangel76&doom29169)

Reegan smiled as her body trembled and shook from the intense orgasm consuming her. She was astounded that Gregory was able to make her body feel such things with his touches alone. But it also made her happy. He seemed to want her to feel good and to take great joy in it as well. As she let her body settle a bit, she took note of how it felt. Her muscles felt limp and exhausted, but in ways that made her lips quirk up in a smile. She could still feel her inner muscles pulsing over and over, though slower now as the pleasure slowly ebbed away.

As Reegan allowed herself to soak in the glorious sensations her body was experiencing, she found that she was even more grateful for her chip than before. Gregory was the most wonderful thing to have happened to her. He wanted her to experience as much as she could. Processing such a thing was beyond overwhelming. She hoped that she’d never disappoint him, never make him so upset that he’d deny her the exquisite emotions and feelings the chip allowed her to feel. It would be the cruelest form of torture now that she knew what she’d be missing. Though she also knew if he ever demanded she deactivate it, even if temporarily, she would. She just hoped such a time would never come to pass.

Her breaths steadying out, her heart slowing, Reegan suddenly realized that Gregory had not yet been sated. He was still in bittersweet agony. Just as she was about to turn toward him and ask him what she could do to help him, his arousal so very noticeable to her now, he began to nudge her toward the nearby table. Giving him a smile, she followed his lead. Her arms still holding onto him, her eyes fixed to his, she moved toward the table. In a matter of moments, he had her on her back, his body between her legs. Licking her lips, she felt him rest the tip of his cock against her entrance.

Reegan knew what Gregory wanted and needed. She knew he needed to take her to ease his agony. A delicious thrill ran along her spine knowing that she could help him there. More than anything she wanted to. Wanting to say something, he suddenly began to stroke his cock against her, rubbing it against her labia, her clit, her entrance. The sensation was amazing and it made her juices flow again. A small moan escaped her lips unexpectedly causing her to bite down on them.

"I cannot wait any longer," Greg spoke softly. "This might hurt, I'm sorry, but only the first time." His voice held a touch of sorrow within it and Reegan could not understand why.

Reegan knew Gregory was worried for her. She had extensive knowledge of her anatomy and knew that by moving forward as they were, he’d be forever changing it. But she wanted him to change it. It would make her more his than she already was and that excited her, made her giddy. She also knew that with this change, there would be pain. But it would be pain well worth it if it meant giving him the pleasure he deserved. She wanted him happy, sated, pleased with her as his… as his lover, his companion.

Giddy with anticipation, Reegan allowed her mind to go over all the possible scenarios in which she and Gregory could consummate their relationship. She could imagine him grunting and groaning as he took her, his hot sticky cum filling her up, oozing along her thighs. It more than made her ready. It made her want him, need him.

"Are you ready?" Gregory asked.

Reegan looked into Gregory’s eyes and nodded. "Yes, Greg, I’m ready." She braced herself just then for him to enter her. He did so slowly, pushing past her barrier. She stifled a yelp as a sharp stab jolted her body. It was brief and he waited for her to adjust, to get used to how he felt stretching her muscles in ways they’d never been stretched before. He took his time with her, patience emanating from him when she could clearly see that he wanted to speed things up. Yes, he was the perfect lover, the perfect companion. Slowly, the pain was replaced by pleasure and she bucked her hips up to meet his as the change of sensation washed over her. She wanted him to know the positive affect he was having. The wondrous things he was introducing to her. "Make love to me, Greg. Make love to me…"
 
darkangel76 said:
"Yes, Greg, I’m ready." She braced herself just then for him to enter her. He did so slowly, pushing past her barrier. She stifled a yelp as a sharp stab jolted her body. It was brief and he waited for her to adjust, to get used to how he felt stretching her muscles in ways they’d never been stretched before. He took his time with her, patience emanating from him when she could clearly see that he wanted to speed things up. Yes, he was the perfect lover, the perfect companion. Slowly, the pain was replaced by pleasure and she bucked her hips up to meet his as the change of sensation washed over her. She wanted him to know the positive affect he was having. The wondrous things he was introducing to her. "Make love to me, Greg. Make love to me…"
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She said it so sweetly and with such affection, he could not resist. He slowly pushed his body into hers, when his pelvis touched hers the tip of his cock touched her cervix. He looked down at her with widened eyes. How was it possible that they fit together, exactly fit perfectly? He was shocked but greatful at this. He rested his weight on his right arm and manuvered his left down between them. He searched out her clit and began to rub it in slow light circles, matching the pace he went in and out of her body with.

Despite she tightness, she was extremely wet and aurosed, so he had no difficult making love to her. He pulled out slowly until only his head remained in her body and then returned in just as slowly. His eyes never waivered from hers. He wanted to speed up and strengthen his thrusts but he kept command of his body. He refused to turn her pleasure over to his own lust. He held out as long as he could, but eventually his mind began to turn off as his lust took control. He beant in and whispered to her, not knowing why they were alone but it just felt right. "Reegan. I own you." With that his self control began to slip away and his thrusts speed up. As he lost control his face became less aware of his surroundings and only aware of the thrilling sesations her pussy was giving him. His pleasure came out in grunts and groans, incoherant to any but a lover. Only a lover could decipher the passion in him, only Reegan. He found a few words then as his orgasm approached, "I...love...you"

Then there was only the bright white of his orgasm. His body spewed out a torrent hot thick cum, like hot syrup in her body. It went on for some twenty seconds but to him it was a lifetime. His eyes screwed shut and his mouth hung open. He would have looked like a slow or special person if only his face were visible.

When his cock finally softened he rolled off of her and pulled her to him. "Reegan, thank you. Thank you for sharing that with me. Thank you for allowing me that pleasure. I do, I love you. You are my own woman and my own lover. Please promise that you won't ever leave me. I don't think I can be alone again, I would go mad."
 
Reegan stifled the gasp that wanted to escape her lips as Gregory’s cock pushed past her barrier. She could feel what would be blood oozing ever so slightly between her legs. But she didn’t mind it. It meant that she’d given him something. Something she no other could ever take, not that she planned on letting another human being touch her or be with her in this way. No. She was Gregory’s. He was her handler, her lover. Her everything.

A small smile played on Reegan’s lips at the thought of that. Could Gregory really be her everything? Could she truly understand what such a thing was? The algorithms created to make her see logic said ‘no’. She was artificial, synthetic, incapable of sensing anything in such a way. But it was this same programming that allowed her to learn, to extrapolate, to process things on levels most AI could not. And then there was that chip…

Gregory took his time with Reegan, taking great care to make sure she was all right, that she was happy, feeling pleasure. That she was satisfied. Looking into his eyes, she could see the fiery passion he held inside. It was intense and it made her pale skin break out into goose bumps. Shivering, she focused on the way their hips thrust together, meeting in a rhythm only they could each find. This was further enhanced when he reached down to gently rub her very erect clit.

Slowly, all sensation began to change and the world became full of vibrant color. It was as if Reegan were seeing thing via a new spectrum of light. One that was brighter and full of life and love. She was astounded at how attentive Gregory was. He was holding back too, she could tell. The way he breathed, his heart rate, they all gave him away. Just then, he leaned toward her, his mouth brushing against her ear.

“Reegan. I own you,” Gregory whispered.

Reegan quirked an eyebrow at Gregory’s comment. Of course he did. He paid for her, arranged to have her shipped to the station. He was her handler, a handler who wished to be called her lover.

Gregory grunted after he spoke, his speed increasing more and more. His thrusts become harder as they quickened making Reegan gasp and whimper. The sensations washing over her were amazing. They made her forget that her body wasn’t real, that it was merely coverings over circuitry and other such electrical devices. She wanted to call out, to tell him how much she appreciated him, how she wanted to make him happy and be of service to him forever and always.

But Reegan’s thoughts were interrupted as Gregory got closer to his orgasm. Watching his body go into a frenzy, her own writhing beneath his as it felt their true union for the very first time, she felt her own pleasure senses beginning to fire.

“I… love… you…” Gregory groaned. His words pushed Reegan over the edge, made her body instantly respond.

Reegan’s body fell over the edge. Her insides tightened, clenching hard around Gregory’s cock, milking him for all he was worth. As he came, she could feel his hot cum pouring inside her, filling her up. It made her smile to know that she was pleasing him, bringing him to the point of no control, where nothing existed but the two of them and the wondrous sensations they were experiencing together.

They held each other for a few minutes, happy and content. As Gregory softened, he shifted his body off of Reegan’s and looked down into her face. Smiling, he said, "Reegan, thank you. Thank you for sharing that with me. Thank you for allowing me that pleasure. I do, I love you.”

Love? Did he say love?

“You are my own woman and my own lover,” Gregory continued. “Please promise that you won't ever leave me. I don't think I can be alone again, I would go mad."

Reegan smiled and gently touched his hair, her fingers playing with it lovingly. The happiness consuming her was a sensation more than she could ask for. And she knew she had Gregory to thank for it. She never wanted to leave his side. It was where she belonged, where she wanted to be.

“I’ll never leave you, Greg. I am yours. I have been from the beginning. If here by your side is where you want me to stay, then I will.” Reegan paused for a moment. “It’s where I want to be anyway. I don’t want to be with anyone else.” She nuzzled close to him and allowed her head to rest against him. She let out a sweet sigh as she cuddled him. Wanting to savor the moment while wrapped tightly in his arms. “Don’t ever send me away.”
 
He lay there with her, running his fingers through her hair. "Never," he said without hesitation, "I will never send you away. I want you with me as long as I am alive. I want you..." He pulled her leg up, draping her thigh over his torso and gently stroking the back of her thigh. His thought had been stopped in mid sentence. He thought about it for a very long time. He weighed the options available.

The one he kept coming back to was so crazy that it made sense. He wanted he to understand that to him she was a woman, not a thing. What did you do when you fell in love with a woman? You joined your soul to hers in marriage. It was all that made sense. It just clicked in his mind that its what he wanted.

His stomach started to protest. It had been more than 12 hours since he had eaten and he was beginning to feel light headed. "Lets make something to eat and talk about what I think we should do. Come my lover, come with me and help me make our meal. It will be fun!" Greg honestly enjoyed cooking. He demanded fresh ingrediants, bot the synthetic stuff you got from a replicator. He showed her how to make omlets. They diced veggies, cooked bacon and sausage for the eggs, and even grated three kinds of cheese. When it was ready he served them and sat across from her, eating off the very table he had only minutes ago used to deflower her.

"Reegan, you are a woman, not a thing. I dont care where you came from or how you were made, to me you are a woman. When a man loves a woman, he marries her so that their souls may be joined. Will you marry me, Reegan? You deserve a husband not a handler or even a lover. You deserve a man who respects you enough to marry you. Let me do that for you."
 
Reegan blinked several times as Gregory’s words were processed by her positronic brain. He wanted to marry her? Was that possible? Was that… legal? Regardless, it triggered something within her neural processors, something deep, something that her chip had to be detecting since she was certain she couldn’t without it being activated. Or could she? It was becoming harder and harder to tell the longer she interacted with him. It was becoming muddled.

Strangely exciting.

Sitting quietly and smelling the food they’d prepared, Reegan tilted her head. It was clear that she was lost in thought, if one of her kind could be said to even truly think. But the notion of that bothered her. She was thinking. She was… feeling. As she mulled over the suggestion made to her by the man who seemed to love her and treat her like a true companion, she couldn’t help but smile. It was nice to been viewed in such a way. She never thought it possible. The idea of such a coupling, one that actually meant something to the half that was organic, seemed so odd. She could rationalize her use as an object, a means to pleasure or comfort, but to love? To want to join souls? Did she even have a soul?

Reegan was confused. She didn’t understand the meaning of soul. She was android, a fabrication of synthetic parts and wires. Her thoughts and feelings merely a result of signals and impulses running through her intricate circuitry. Yet, Gregory didn’t see her as such. He saw her as a living, breathing being. A woman. Someone to grow old with.

Grow old.

Reegan felt her body shiver. She couldn’t grow old. She’d outlive her Gregory and the thought of that frightened her. If he died, what would become of her? Who would take care of her then? No. She couldn’t let anyone else take care of her. She was his. It didn’t seem right to be handled by anyone else, it conflicted with the learned behaviors she was storing away. It made her twitch, her tummy feel uneasy. But again, that was the chip making her feel that.

Biting down on her lower lip, Reegan looked at Gregory and gave him a smile. “If one of my kind can love, Greg. Then, I do believe I love you.” She paused for a moment. “I know I want to spend my existence with you, but I’m frightened.” She looked at her hands as she hesitated. “What will become of me when your existence is over? When you are too old to care for me?” Her eyes became watery, again it was that chip, she just knew it was. “I want to grow old with you. There must be a way. I want to die when you die.”

Reegan could tell that her voice sounded desperate. And she hoped that didn’t upset Gregory as it was the last thing she wanted to do. She wanted to be with him always, to marry him and be his wife. But she was synthetic, the epitome of artificial. All she could do was hope that they could find a way around this issue, that he could understand her fear.

“But, please know… I’ll marry you. I do believe that is what I want.” Reegan reached out for Gregory, needing to feel his touch. “No. I know that is what I want.”
 
Gregg listened, but seemed not to get very peturbed by her statements. He nodded, clearly he understood, and while he did not dismiss her fears, he clearly did not share them. He heald her warm hand in his and said, "I want this too. I think we should be together. So long as we are on this station, there really is not anything to worry about."

His answer was cryptic. Nothing to worry about? He seemed to mean it. He seemed totally convicted of the truth of the statement. He made no real effort to clarify, and if asked to he simply says it is not something she needs to be concerned over. Finishing their plates, he commented on how he owed her a tour. He took her hand and lead her around the entire station. He pinted out places of interest, including a large pool, a gym, a Rec center with an arcade and movie theater, and of course the laboratories. Most of the equiptment seemed geared toward physics, collecting sub atomic particals, measuring energy and the like. There was one curiousity. Although Gregg did not point it out, she recognized the equiptment for making clones.

He showes her things though the telescopes, things that made her marvel and took her breath away. He then finished the tour by showing her the maintence and pilot's areas. The stationed could be moved in emergencies. Tour concluded he helped with her luggage. There was not enough room for all her things in the Captain's sweet, but they easily converted a couple of others for use as closet space. He picked out a few of her garments and commented on how he liked them. Curiously, they were all either white and demure (but nearly see through) or red and pretty far on the slutty side. Clearly he had very deliberate tastes.

After that he offered her some choices, she could help him with getting his experiments in order for their vacation, or she could have some time to herself. There were several large tubs on board, all of which looked very inviting...
 
Reegan wondered what Gregory meant by ‘so long as they stayed on the station’. What did that mean? Did he know something she didn’t? It was all very peculiar and made the circuitry within her neural net rapidly fire again and again as thoughts began to form and process within it. But, since he didn’t seem too worried about things, she decided to push it aside for the time being. Perhaps, he’d allow her the opportunity to address it later, maybe even fill in the gaps so as to ease the worry she knew wouldn’t go away until she solved the riddle of being able to die when Gregory did.

Not wanting to upset Gregory by pressing the issue since his answer had been so cryptic, Reegan remained silent during the remainder of the tour. She held his hand, relishing the warmth of his palm touching hers. Inwardly, she smiled. It was nice being with someone who seemed to enjoy her company so much, in a way that seemed so natural and comfortable. How he saw her as human she had no idea, but she more than liked that he did. It truly made her grateful.

As Gregory escorted Reegan through the various locations on the station that he seemed to want to show her, her mind drifted a little. Her programming, coupled with the activation of the chip, allowed for her developing mind to do such things, to extrapolate and adapt as new things were experienced. Happy to be with Gregory, she wondered how he was so easily able to see her as more than what she felt she was. She was android, very different from an ordinary human. Her brain wasn’t like his. It would never age, never grow old. It would merely learn as she experienced things, keeping her forever young as it triggered the nanobots creatively placed in her bodily fluids, like her sweat, to rejuvenate her as time continued to pass.

Reegan laced her fingers with Gregory’s, moving to be closer to him as he finished up his tour. Giving her a smile, he began to lead her to where her luggage had been set. But as he escorted her, her eyes drifted and she noticed that there was cloning equipment in one section of the labs. She wondered why he’d be interested in cloning, especially so deep out in space. Though she supposed that as she began helping him with his research, she’d learn more about that. Since he’d avoided telling her about the equipment, she decided it was a subject he didn’t want to brush upon. So, to respect that, she continued to remain silent.

Finally, the two stood before Reegan’s luggage. The amount of items that appeared to belong to her seemed overly abundant and she found herself blushing slightly from embarrassment over how much she had. Strangely, she wondered if that made her come off as ‘high maintenance’. Thankfully, her core programming allowed her to understand such concepts so as to try and avoid any personality traits that might be construed as unfavorable. But despite that, she couldn’t help the reaction. She could only hope that Gregory saw through such things. It appeared he did as he happily helped her put her things away, most of which was placed in the closets within the Captain’s suite. The rest was placed in the closets of the closest rooms that more than likely would have belonged to the higher ranked officials aboard the station had they been present.

Reegan smiled as Gregory showed her which articles of clothing he liked best. She made sure that those were the most readily accessible. More than anything, she wanted to please him. He was her handler, the one who gave her this life that was suddenly unfolding before her. The one who wanted her emotion chip activated. As things became situated, he asked her if she’d like some time to relax or if she’d prefer to assist him with some experiments. They’d be vacationing soon and she was more than excited about it. So odd to feel excitement, if one could even call it ‘feeling’.

Tilting her head, Reegan spoke softly, “Some time to myself would be nice.” She wrapped her arms about Gregory’s body and hugged him tightly. “Once I finish, I will help you with whatever else needs to be done. Then we can go on our holiday in the holodeck.”

Gregory seemed fine with Reegan’s decision. She’d made it based on logic, coupled with the emotions she was being allowed to feel. A chance to unwind would make their trip together much more enjoyable, allowing her the opportunity to clear her head and refresh her body. And making their vacation wonderful was her sole objective. Plus, given the nature of his experiments, she was fairly sure there’d at least be a little something she could help him with afterwards anyway.

Ready to allow her body to relax, Reegan picked out a white nightgown. The garment was made of linen, very sheer and flimy. It looked comfortable and was soft to the touch. She also hoped it would please Gregory. The article looked like it would fall mid-thigh, something she figured would catch his eye and cause him to feel a rush of excitement. The idea of making him feel such things caused a thrill to run down along her spine and settle within her core. Her eyes widened at the sudden sensation and though alone, she blushed despite herself.

Trying to clear her head, Reegan placed her nightgown aside. She then twisted the faucet knob and let the water run, filling the tub. She let her fingers play with the water as she adjusted it to the perfect temperature. Once the tub was full, she carefully stepped into the water one foot at a time before letting her body sink below its surface. As she nestled her body under the deliciously warm waters, she focused on her breathing and how easy it came as her body began to relax. She smiled a little as she submerged herself fully, getting her hair wet. When she came back up, she just sat there quietly in the over-sized tub, large enough to fit two people at least. Watching the steam rise up from the water, she leaned back. It wasn't long before her eyes closed and she drifted off into what normal humans would call sleep.
 
The warm embrace of the water quickly lulls Reegan to sleep. At first she is unaware that she is dreaming, but then the water begins to change around her. She feels hands, dozens of them, all touching her. Their touch is gentle and expert. They know where she likes and wants to be touched. She recognizes them as Greg's hands even though there are so many.

She feels tongues too. Licking her in ticklish places as well as sensual. She feels the hands holding her firmly, spreading her legs appart so that the tongues can invade her. One slides into her while the other flicks against her clit. A third rimmes her anus as well. There are others, licking her nipples, the backs of her knees, even the bottoms of her feet. As quickly as she is becoming lost in this, the scene around her changes. Instead of a tub she is in the thick green viscuous fluid of a cloning tank. The fluid here continues to act as the water in the tub had. Her desires are nearly overwhelming her.

The scene changes again. She is on her back on the table where Greg took her virginity, and she took his. He is with her, above her, inside her, but he is made of the liquide from the tank. A part of her mind knows that this liquide is filled with nanotech which helps the body age to an appropriate level before all but halting it. It was how she was speed grown to her current physcial age in only a few monthes. The green Greg whispers his devotions to her as he enters her and all reason is pushed aside for the lust her body now craves.

He is gone from her, but she still feels him all around her. She looks for him, and sees his body forming in the bulkhead of the spacestation. He is made of graphite and tubes, machine parts but it is still him. "I keep a journal, Reegan. It has all my most personal thoughts..."

She awakes, or so she believes at first. She is in a part of the station she only saw briefly, flight control. The man sitting at the controls looks like Greg, but she senses immediately that it is not Greg. This man wears a military uniform and is making delicate course corrections. His name on the uniform says "Blank" as if her mind is telling her something...something important...
 
Reegan’s eyes snapped open and she gasped as she sat upright with a start. Her heart racing, she glanced all about herself, trying desperately to gain her bearings. For a moment, she didn’t know where she was, she felt confused. Did she just dream? Was such a thing possible for one of her kind? She wasn’t sure, but as everything started coming into focus, she definitely knew that whatever it was that she’d just experienced hadn’t been real. Just thoughts, residual images that her neural processors were somehow compiling and storing away for later retrieval. It was strange how they blurred together while her brain powered down. She wondered if the ‘dream effect’ was a result of the chip or… something else.

Still feeling a little startled, her hands shaking ever so slightly, Reegan found herself mulling over what she’d seen. Images that had found their way to the forefront of her mind, her positronic brain. Having a computer-like mind, she knew that the images had to mean something logical. There was a riddle to solve, a question to answer. And she knew that she needed to figure it out sooner rather than later. A part of her wondered if Gregory would understand the images that had gone through her mind. Or if they’d seem just as muddled and murky as they’d appeared while her brain had powered down.

In time, Reegan knew she’d learn the answer. She just hoped that it wouldn’t take too long to figure out. Still, she did have a lot of time to ponder things. Being on such a remote space station helped in that regard. And with only she and Gregory on board, there wouldn’t be much distracting her. Well… except for Gregory, of course. Strangely, as she thought about him, she felt her body start to react. Already she found herself so very attached to him. Every moment was turning into a cherished treasure.

Drying herself off, Reegan let her mind drift. She thought about the images stored in her brain, what they could mean. She shivered as she recalled the moments with Gregory, his hands, his tongue… so many, all over. Suddenly, she let out a tiny gasp. Small jolts of pleasure ran over her skin making her break out in goose bumps despite how warm she felt. Swallowing, she reached for the nightgown and pulled the flimsy garment over her head. In her ‘dream’, she knew that Gregory was trying to tell her something. But what? It was a mystery. One she knew she’d have to solve on her own. Not wanting to over think things or jump to any wrong conclusions, she decided it best to keep the dream to herself for the time being. Besides, she had her first vacation to look forward to, not to mention her first night with her soon-to-be husband. Smiling, she padded off to go find him.
 
She had the entire station committed to memory, so a systematic search quickly revealed Gregg working diligently in one of the labs powering down the equiptment. Although she wears no shoes, his head goes up straight as she walks into the room, implieing he knows she is there. "Hello Reegan. I missed you. Did you have a nice bath?" She remembers distinctly that she did not tell him she meant to take a bath, just that she was going to relax.

He turnes to face her, and is smiling. He becones her to him, wrapping his arms around her waist and holding her closely. He has one plam flat against her back, the other is on her butt. "I love your ass," he says to her quietly, "I have always found it to be the most stimulating part of a woman's body, and yours is the most exceptional I have ever seen even in movies or pictures." He squeezes her lovingly there and bends in for a wonderful kiss. She can feel his body against hers, his cock is awakening at her touch. He breaks the kiss and inhales her scent, holding her a moment longer before breaking their embrace. He takes her hand and leads her to the machienary. "I was just about to power this one down, would you care to assist me. Its next to last on my list."

As he showes her what he would like her to do, he touches her more than is necessary. His hands brush along the sides of her body as she lifts her arms to manipulate the controls. He slides his fingers along her back as he points out something. He catches her as she turnes, pinning her to the wall playfully with his arms on either side of her and kisses her lightly on her lips. His kiss quickly deepens and becomes very passionate only to be broken again to finish their work.

The last thing he does is power down a central mainframe. It seems to house notes on experiments and even his own personal logs. The mainframe is set aside, except for his personal logs, which he keeps active for future additions. He has made one while she was asleep...

Chores done he leads her down to the holodeck. He asks the computer to bring up several wedding simulations, from which he allows her to choose. There is the top of a building overlooking a large city, a beach front scene, a mountain scene, a large cathedral, a castle, and a host of other scenes, but the ones listed are Gregg's favorites. He seems to hope she will choose one of them, or perhaps some combination?

Next there are dresses, he seems to be very favorable to anything white, but points out a few he admires more than the others. they seem to be simple, elegant dresses, meant to accentuate her body, with low neck lines and high slits up the sides. He programs a bridal enterage and a suite of groomsman. He picks out a tuxedo for himself, with her imput of course. When everthing is ready and her choices are made, he sends her off with her ephemeral bride's maids to prepare herself...
 
Reegan smiled when her pale eyes caught sight of Gregory working. It was clear that he was finishing up, tying up current loose ends so that he wouldn’t have to worry about his experiments overly much when they went on their first vacation together. Walking toward him, he looked over at her and returned her smile.

As they worked on closing things down together, Reegan was somewhat perplexed that Gregory knew she’d taken a bath when she hadn’t told him. She wondered if the fresh scent of soap lingered on her skin perhaps. Or if the reddish color of her skin having been warmed by the water had given her away. In the end, it didn’t matter. He was happy to see her, to be with her and he seemed eager enough to show her how to assist him with some of his work.

Reegan and Gregory exchanged several touches and kisses as they wrapped things up. All of which made Reegan feel those sensations she now craved. It made her so very happy that he’d allowed for her chip to be activated, for it to remain on indefinitely. It would be cruel for him to cut off access to such feelings now. And she knew he’d never be that way with her if he could help it. Not ever.

As they finished up, readying themselves for the holiday to come, not to mention their wedding, Reegan couldn’t help but notice that Gregory left his personal logs active while he powered everything else down. She wondered why it mattered so much. But decided that it may have to do with the experiments he’d had working. Perhaps there was a reason for that, one of which she was sure she’d learn in time as she became familiar with his research.

Putting her thoughts and questions aside, Reegan followed Gregory to the holodeck so that they could begin the appropriate programs. But as she placed such things in the back of her mind, she couldn’t help but think on the dream she’d had while bathing. It had been so very odd, yet so very familiar. Eventually she’d have to discuss it with him. But right now wasn’t the time. It was time for them to get married, to have a honeymoon. Such things could wait until afterward.

Gregory called up several different wedding simulations. But the one that struck Reegan the moment she saw it was the castle. It looked to be medieval, so haunting and ethereal. It seemed to be nestled on a small peninsula of sorts, high atop a cliff overlooking an ocean. The mists were rolling in and surrounding the structure, giving it almost an otherworldly atmosphere. Immediately, she knew that was where she wanted to be, where she wanted her wedding to be held.

Could she even have an opinion? The question swam through Reegan’s mind. Only hours ago, she’d have thought ‘no’. But now? Now, she knew otherwise. She knew she did have an opinion, a preference.

“I’d like to go there,” Reegan said softly, pointing to the scene with a delicate finger.

Reegan then turned her eyes toward the dresses. There were so many, it was hard to pick which one she liked best. In the end, she chose a fitted gown with deep blue trim and accents, accents she felt would bring out the color in her eyes. Along the left leg there was a slit up the skirt portion, something she thought Gregory would like as well.

“This dress. I do love this one,” Reegan said again giving Gregory a smile. She hoped he approved of her choices and was now, more than ever, excited to marry this man who seemed to love and care for her as if she truly were human. It was an amazing feeling, one she felt truly lucky to be experiencing especially given what she was. Eyes glittering with excitement, she leaned toward him and pressed her lips firmly to his.
 
She had chosen well. He loved the dress and told her as much. He also liked the scene she had chosen, a Welsch Castle overlooking cliffs and the sea roaring against them. Thos cliffs held caves, one of which Merlin was supposedly entombed in, frozen in ice and awaiting the day when Arthur would return so that he to could reclaim his place in history. Greg admired her, then sent her away with her computer generated brides maids so that he could finish the preperations.

He got a minister, one who could deliver tradational vows, but dismissed him as being to ordinary. He settled instead for a Naval Captain, the same man who had headed up this very station, to conduct the ceremony. he then arranged for the reception, complete with a large spread of food, ample wine, and a large dancefloor. Within the replicated castle were a host of servants who catered to his whims. When he was done, he sought out her bridal chambers. Entering though a secret passage he watched as she dressed herself and her brides maids doded on her. They took their leave, as he had programmed, giving him a bit of time alone with her. He snuck up on her, covering her eyes with his hand. "Guess who" He teased as his other hand found her waist pulling her against his hard erection. He whispered his desire for her, his fantasy of taking her here, in her dress, and having his cum running down her legs while they got married. Nibbling at her neck he slowly nudged her to a large chair, and when she was before it he told her to get up on her knees in it.

He folded her gown up over her beautiful ass, rubbing it's plaint flesh with his open hands, gropping her really. He licked her cheecks as he slid her panties down to her knees. He whispered that her bride's maid could return at any moment, hoping to heighten the sense of danger and passion for her. He got on his knees behind her and licked her pussy slowly, using his tongue to penetrate her and get her body lubed up for him. Wanting to take her roughly he continued to minister to her pussy, getting it as wet as possible to ease the passage of his member. When he was satisfied, he stood behind her and unzipped the pants of his tuxedo. He ran his cock head against her pussy lips, making her tingle and teasing her further. He wanter her on edge, and when he felt her pushing back, he plunged into her. He did not hold back this time, he rode her roughly, reaching up to pull her hair and use it like reigns. His free hand groped at her breasts, and he worked, pulling the top half of the dress down so that he could expose her body and fondle her more. His mouth made dirty comments, about how sexy she was and how much he desired her. He kept going in her, faster and harder, until with a final shove and grunt he filled her to overflowing with his semen.

When it was done he helped her back into her dress, but forbade her panties. She would have him running down her inner legs, she would smell like sex while taking her vows to him. It was the ultimate act of taking, of his ownership of her body. He relished it...
 
Reegan’s positronic mind was spinning when Gregory approached her as she was readying herself for the wedding. She didn’t expect him to seek her out, not when tradition was such that the man and woman involved typically didn’t see each other at all. Not until that magical moment. She wondered what made him decide to break this typical human tradition. Perhaps it was something she could ask him later.

Suddenly, Gregory’s touches went from gentle to rough. Something she hadn’t quite expected, though she allowed her body to adapt. She could tell he wasn’t trying to hurt her or make her uncomfortable. It was something else. Letting her trust in him take over, she let him have his way, her body responding in kind. It was surprising to her how wonderful everything felt. It wasn’t like their earlier love making sessions. This was different. Baser. More animalistic. She found the whole scene rather ironic given what they were about to do, but that was part of the strange thrill she felt suddenly flowing throughout her body.

Reegan gasped and moaned as Gregory had his way with her. And when he’d managed to release himself deep inside her, filling her up to a point of spilling over, he wouldn’t allow her to put her panties back on. His request made her eyebrows furrow. But as she stood up, she slowly began to understand. Right now, the way he looked at her, the tone of his voice. It said it all. His more primal instincts were taking over the rational side, the side he’d only really let her see up until now.

Body shivering, Reegan just nodded and obeyed Gregory. She could feel his fluids dripping down along her inner thigh, making it wet and sticky. Was this what he wanted? She sensed that it was. Straightening herself out, she waited for her bride’s maids to return. It wouldn’t be long now before she was his. Not just as his android companion, but as his wife.
 
Reegan's bride's maids returned to her, flaoting in as if nothing had happened. They dodded more, telling her beautiful she was and how lucky she was to have such a loving and handsome husband. They entered the castle at large which was decorated with an unsurpassed number of flowers of all kinds. She assends the spiral stone staircase up the parapit to the castle wall.

On the outter wall was the entire wedding party. Her bride's maids took their places, and Gregg stodd waiting for her, smiling like the cheshire cat himself. A man in uniform offered his arm, obviously he was meant to escort her down the isle. The isle itself was littered with flower pedals for her to walk on, and there were rows of seated holographic guests. When she reached him, Gregg just couldn't stop smiling.

The man behind Gregg had an ompressive military uniform on, complete with ribbons against his dark blue coat. The man escorting her handed her off to Gregg with a bow, and they turned to the Captain. "Since the earliest days of ships, when men used the wind to drive sails, a ship's captain has had the happy duty to join two people in marriage. This is what brings us here today. Gregg, do you have your vows?"

Gregg nodds and turns to Reegan. "Reegan, it makes me the happiest man alive to be here with you. I love you. I vow to stay with you, take care of you, honor and cherish you as long as we both live."

The Captain turns to Reegan, "Do you have your vows, Reegan?"
 
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