I am Machine -WanderxCandy_demon

[Wander]

The subject’s curses and her disapproval of her captor fell upon deaf ears because J7 paid no heed to them. She was trying to bark curses at a being which was incapable of experiencing verbal offence. For that matter, J7 was incapable of experiencing physical offence. Not that he did not experience pain, he merely reacted to it in manner for which the idea of pain was devised by evolution – As a sign of danger which should be avoided. His inventors were. After all, human and they used the human body as the inspiration of their creation and that is how J7 experienced the world around him. The only thing they were incapable of creating were emotions and that is what had made this apathetic beast who is unfortunately, the protagonist of our tale.

It was a matter of obvious knowledge for the Android that he had to keep the subject’s libido and estrogen high at all times if he were to undertake this experiment successfully. Her levels of physical approval towards his sperm would only be increased through internal acceptance of the same.

Therefore, when his sensors registered an increase in the libido and estrogen within her body at his actions which were strictly “sanitary,” J7did not stop. He continued the activities which according to the data within his drive were meant for cleaning a subject and keeping it hygienic. The genitalia had to be subjected to the highest amount of cleanliness since it was susceptible to greatest amount of infection. Therefore, he kept his recently washed fingers upon her clitoris and continued to rub it, while the sponge found its way back upwards. Repeated scrubbing was essential and this would be undertaken by the Android. He had noticed the spike in her libido when his attention was upon her mammary glands and that is where he would keep the focus along with her genitalia.

Therefore, when he started to scrub her mammary glands, his callous visage was not of pleasure, but of determination – Both to clean her and to please her. The sponge wet her nipples, scrubbing against it repeatedly and ruthlessly, while his fingers continued to scrape her clitoris.

However, the Android was unaware what to do next. He referred to his compendium, but it had no information on dextral stimulation. It was merely focused on physical stimulation based upon impregnation. But, the subject’s libido was heightened and this must be continued. He decided to improvise and undertake the action on the basis of previous action, experience and innovation.

He decided that it will be essential to allocate jobs on the basis of libido instigating nerves. These he noted were her mammary glands, especially around the nipple and her genitalia. Since his fingers were the reason for such stimulation, he might need to combine the process of coitus with his fingers for continued stimulation.

His strong hand grasped one of her mammaries, pressing so hard that the copious flesh was seeping out from the gaps in between his fingers as they left their marks upon the subject’s body. His job allocation was efficient for even as his fingers pressed and squeezed a mammary repeatedly and acrimoniously, he made sure to let them press and force them onto her nipple, letting its hard erect form be subject to repeated pressing, inward forcing, and flitting. He made sure to even pinch the nipples every now and then. Her moans (If there were any because J7 had focused his attention on her body and it allocation of duty caused him to ignore other physical functions) fell upon deaf ears.

His other hand was not free in its activities. It undertook the task of her genitalia. Even as it rubbed her clitoris, it continued this activity with rigorous force and if he went any faster, he could have caused her to burn with friction. When her libido was considerably raised, J7 decided to initiate the dextral coitus. It would be unsanitary, for her vagina was leaking his semen at a rapid pace and any form of dextral coitus would make the bed an unsanitary mess as well as cause him to be unsanitary as well. But the task required him to do so.

His fingers traversed lower down her body and were now between her legs. No preliminaries, no foreplay. One massive force and all four fingers and had found their way inside her. J7 was by now aware of the parts within her that triggered greater stimulation and he targeted them with force as he even used his thumb to let his hand penetrate her and rigorously start to stimulate her erogenous regions within. Her G-spot was quickly pulverized with a serious of pokes and movements across it as the Android moved his hand back and forth inside her, thrusting it within her, simultaneously stimulating her mammaries and her genitalia.

 

[Candy_demon21]

No matter how much she protested or bellowed horrible insults at him, the android seemed unphased by any of them. His creation had been a failure, if his creators had intended him to be human they had failed at that; he was an emotionless construct.
Yet even as she protested and those protests turned to gasps and whines and sweet moans, Shey couldn’t help but let her body and mind slip in the sweet arms of ecstasy, despite how much she loathed the person who subjected her to such carnal pleasure.

Even if she knew that her moans and cries did nothing to encouraged the andriod, his sudden awareness of her desire could have fooled even her. She knew it wasn’t because he was getting off, but rather he had intended this to be her bath, but could he really not understand that basic idea of: touch her here, stimulate that and flick your wicked tongue against that, her response would be positive.
Shey cried out loudly as she rubbed her hips against his fingers, hoping to encourage him to teased her sensitive button more. If he continued much like he was, she was bound to cum any moment.
Certainly he knew that this wasn’t just something as simple as just ‘bathing’ her, he had to have known that as his returned to her breasts and his other hand stimulated her clit, that she was deriving pleasure from it.

Tilting her head back, Shey nibbled her bottom lip as his hand groped and fondled her expansive rack. The feeling of his finger tightening against her nipple, coaxing her orgasm closer, made her hate the feeling more. Even as the bitter thought made her loathe herself, Shey slipped into the bliss of orgasm.
All around the android, Shey’s body quaked and shuttered, her sex clamping down against itself. The orgasm only lasted a moment, but it had left the girl still gasping, her body now drenched in a sheen of sweat.

But still her lover continued. He teased her nipples, forcing her nipple to scrape against his rough palm, even going so far as to roll the sensitive peak between his thumb and forefinger. He gave it just the right pressure, just the right amount of strength as he pulled hard against the nipple and drew it away from her; only to let it go and send her legs sprawling wide.
Even further still he pushed her. Without so much as a warning the android pressed not two, not three, but four of his fingers into her sex and pressed and fondled her G-Spot.
Another orgasm ravaged her body and she was left breathless again. Who ever had created him had made this thing, this robotic lover a sex god, or at the very least the makings of one.

 

[Wander]

The experiment was being successful. As per the book, the release of fluids was underway and the subject had already made one such release. This was evident when j7 had felt his fingers drenched when even while he was rubbing her clitoris

However, he did not stop his acrimonious stimulation of her mammary glands as well as her vagina in a repeated manner. He decided that it was essential to continue. He had noted the pattern in the subject. The higher the pitch and decibels of the sound from her lips, the greater the libido and estrogen. He had registered visible spikes whenever her voice rose high. He mad e note of this pattern and knew that he should make sure to retrieve this pattern repeatedly from her to ensure continued fertility and conception.

When she had ejaculated the second time, J7 registered her libido at its prime. He realised it was best to leave he body in this fertile form .When he pulled his hand out from her, it was drenched in the mingled concoction of her body fluids and his brewed semen. Her spherical abdomen had subsided and resumed its flat curvaceous form and J7 was content with the task he had successfully managed without introductions to follow.

He gazed at the subject and cleaned her completely from top to toe, letting the sponge clean her form. He ignored any further moans that escaped her lips because this time, his focus was on sanitation rather than keeping the libido high. It was already on maximum levels.

He even flipped her around and washed her back and posterior with the sponger before buttoning the dress back onto her body. “Nourishment is essential for the subject.” He said in a nonchalant voice and turning around, he left the room, leaving her tied. He was aware of the monetary system and the transaction through currency. His creators had installed this system of knowledge within whim and even provided him with some currency.

Therefore, he rushed to the nearest store, and from it, purchased all items high in nutritious fibre, vitamins, iron, and other elements that the subject may need for its survival. There was no actual food. It was mostly canned food because J7 with his vision detected the highest nutrient base within them.

He returned to the house, carrying the crate full of cans. The subject was not going to get any cooked food for the next none months and even though it was merely canned food, it would definitely be the healthiest diet a man could ask for.

When he was in the house, he came up to the subject, assured that she was still tied in her bed. He placed the crate of cans onto the ground and then started to ascend the stairs. The ropes were tightly bound to her hands and he was assured that even though the subject would try and break them, success rate of acquiring the same was a slim 7.67% and he was allowed a maximum risk of 10% for all his activities. Therefore, there could be no question of the subject’s escape.

Therefore, he ascended the stairs and opened the door of the room where he placed had kept her tied to the bed.

 

[Candy_demon21]

No matter how many times she came or her screams filled every hollow of the empty house, the andriod did not stop his assault on her engorged clit. Each time she tried to come down off of her orgasm high, her robotic lover would push her ‘go’ button again and another string of earthquaking orgasms.

When he did finally stop, Shey panted noisily as she slumped back against the dilapidated headboard. Her body felt like it was thrumming with electricity but by the same token it also felt like she had just run a 10k marathon; she was so weak she couldn’t even muster up the strength to insult the andriod. As she lay there gasping for breath, Shey could feel the android’s cold steely eyes gazing down at her form.
She wanted to know why.
Now why he was gazing at her, but why her? Why had she been the unfortunate victim and test subject for this mechanical monster’s obsession with breeding. What did his creators hope to learn? Did they hope to learn that with the synthetic semen they could successfully create human life?
As her biotic lover returned to washing her naked form she knew that it was only a matter of time. If the andriod continued along with this schedule, then one of the weeks that they did fuck,she would undoubtedly become pregnant.

Shey did not protest when her body was flipped from supine to prone, rather she began to think of the last time she had had her period. The thought slipped away when the andriod returned her to her previous state and began to speak. Silently she shook her head, “N-No.”She stammered, watching him leave the room with half hooded eyes. When she no longer heard him, Shey began to do what any normal captive would do; try and escape.
As she tried to escape she returned to her previous train of thought.
It had been about two weeks ago that she had had her period. As she thought, a cold realization was running through her head; she was currently fertile.
This had been the reason why she had been chosen out of all the women that android had probably encountered that evening.

Tears began to leak down her face. Why hadn’t she remembered sonner? Her fate was set, even if she didn’t conceive the first time he filled her, surly his next attempt in several hours or even their last bout has sealed the deal.
Shey tried to fight against her bounds but found that she had no strength and because she was learning that the more she fought the more real her situation was.
After rubbing her wrists raw, the dark haired woman resigned herself to getting a few more minutes of sleep; she needed it and would need it in the near future.

It was more than 10 minutes later did she rouse and see him return with a box filled to the max with cans. It looked as if he wasn’t going to be letting her leave any time soon, at least for 9 months if his inhuman spunk worked as proficiently as he did.
“Why are you doing this?” Shey asked softly, her voice hitching in her throat, “Is this some sort of sick game your creators are playing? Why do you have to do this to me?”