The Best things in life are free ~ (XessyXdesideratum)

[Xessy]

Xessy gripped the desk below her, panting ever so often in time with her masters thrusts. Her eyes were closed shut as the greedy man above her forced himself into her again and again. She moved her hips faster and faster, coaxing him to his climax sooner than expected. He gripped her hips and let out a low groan soon after, emptying himself deep inside. The android shook slightly and let out a filthy moan, leaning against his shoulder for support. She needed to recharge now, having used up her reserves from their last few bouts of sex. The man pulled out of her, a sleazy smile on his face. He reached forward to pull her close, forcing his tongue down her throat. Xessy gasped, wishing he would just let her leave before any of his clients came in and saw them like this. As though reading her thoughts, her grinned into the ‘kiss’ and drew his phone close, pressing on the button, connecting him to the secretary.

“Allow the next person in Sharon.” he smiled, causing Xessy to turn her head towards the door. Her body was only slightly covered at the time. She wore a deep blue stretchy summer dress that opened in the front via zipper. Well, it would have been closed had the material not been pooling around her hips. He back was shown to the door, bare as the day she was ‘born’. Blue hair was pulled to the side in a makeshift ribbon. Some loose strands clung to her face in a desperate manner. Her heels were discarded and forgotten on the floor, from what she could tell. Her master chuckled as he pulled a handkerchief from a draw and cleaned himself up. After making himself presentable, the blond haired green eyed corporate official proceeded to wipe the sweat from her face.

“Wouldn’t want you to look too obvious.” he chuckled darkly as the door opened. Xessy quickly crisscrossed her legs and pulled up some of her dress. Half way, just enough to cover her voluptuous breasts.

 

[desideratum]

Pulling his trench coat tighter about himself, Dustin watched his reflection glide by in puddles on the sidewalk beneath his boots as he pushed through the storm that raged around him. The city streets were mostly empty, its inhabitants either hiding indoors or busy at work. Meanwhile, he was out job hunting. Oh how he loathed interviews.

He pulled a soggy piece of paper from his pocket, compared the address written in his scrawl to that on the sidewalk below him, then glanced up at the building that was his target. Squinting through the downpour, his hazel gaze traced up the towering silhouette of the structure. It was like a mansion--a very sterile, corporate mansion. The company was obviously well-off. Dustin already felt uncomfortable. He stuffed his hands in the pockets of his trench and stepped into the building, the storm quieting as the doors slid shut behind him.

He stood dripping in a vast lobby with glossy, immaculate marble floors. It was so devoid of life that the sharp voice of the secretary seated at a desk in front of him echoed through the room.

"Dustin Gale?" she inquired blandly, sparing him only one sharp glance over her glasses without ceasing tapping on her keyboard.

"Yep. I have an interview for a programming position, right?"

"Please have a seat; the CEO will see you shortly."

He settled himself onto one of half a dozen sofas arrayed around the room with their matching end tables and vinyl plants in vases. The anxious discomfort in his stomach only grew as he waited in the sterile silence, gazing around the vast lobby at nothing. Big companies could be so cold and impersonal. He could already picture this CEO; a pompous, balding, rich fool who thought he owned the world, looking down his nose at Dustin. He would have to keep his temper reigned in so he didn't say anything to ruin his chances.

"The CEO will see you now," the secretary announced as if granting access to a throne room after listening to an earphone for a moment. "Take the elevator to the sixth floor and enter his office on your right." She went back to typing.

Dustin was considering just leaving right then, but he'd come all this way in the rain, he may as well see it through. He clomped through the lobby trying to ignore the wet prints his boots left behind him, planning what he would say in the elevator and how to gracefully decline the offer if he even got it. He paused at the large door with his hand on the gilded, gold-plated handle. He could have sworn he'd heard a raw, passionate moan from inside. He bit his lip and glanced up and down the hall. Sixth floor, door on the right; it was the correct place. Well, no turning back now. He pushed into the room.

His eyes went wide before he averted them and spoke to the floor. "Uh...I'm sorry, I thought I had an interview right now, here. But uhm..." He struggled to find words. So much for grace. What a rude perv. Why is it always the assholes that succeed in life?

His eyes wandered, briefly studying the CEO behind his fancy desk, then eying the scarcely-clothed woman on his lap who looked liked she'd barely pulled her dress up in time. Just like Dustin expected; just another fool who thought he owned everyone and everything. The woman didn't even look like she wanted to be there. If she was his wife, she was probably only in it for the money. Her eyes which seemed to glimmer with a peculiar crimson hue met Dustin's own greyish orbs briefly. He peered as if trying to read into her soul before looking back down at the tiled floor. There was something odd about that gaze, something...empty. The young man shivered and shrugged deeper into his dripping coat.

"I can uh, go. Sorry to disturb you and your wife, sir."

 

[Xessy]

Xessy hoped that door had been locked, but was appalled to see that it was indeed open. Anyone could have walked in on their little tryst at their leisure. Not programmed to show immediate disgust, the android settled for being frozen in shock. She was barely clothed as it was. Her thoughts were abruptly cut short when she saw a male walk into the immediate vicinity. Obviously here for a business transaction, or something of the like. Either way, it must have been quite a site to behold. Her mind toggled over the many strange sexual fetishes that humans had. One of which was voyeurism. Though she never understood the appeal to watching two people fornicate, her research had proven that quite a few people enjoyed it. Their eyes connected for a second before Xessy broke the silent spell. Hoping that the man at the door was one of the few who had a shred of decency, the android quickly pulled her dress together and straightened herself up.

Her master couldn’t hide his smirk and paid her little mind. “She’s hardly my wife boy.” he laughed, heartily, causing her to quicken her pace. All of her thoughts concentrated on leaving. Her energy had been drained and she needed to find a computer or electrical outlet soon. Xessy had been silly to think that this little contract would last less than a day. This master intended to keep her longer that she was leading on. And though the temptation to cut the contract short was very tempting, she knew that staying here for now would be best. The sex was, alright to say the least. Xessy resigned herself to stay for at that. But if an incident where conduct was broken again occurred, she would leave without a second though.

“Agreed, I apologize for having you walk in on such an event.” her gentle voice stated as she pulled up the zipper on the front of her dress. “As you two have business, it would be best if I...”, she started, suddenly getting cut off. “You should stay my dear. I still have use of your services yet.” he interjected, wrapping an arm around her waist and seating her back on the desk. She opened her mouth to protest, but stopped when she saw the look in his eyes. Eyes that left no room for refusal. Finding no clear way out, the blue haired woman sighed and rested on the edge. Her eyes settled on the computer upon the desk and her master gave her a knowing grin. “Tired I see, recharge and be quick about it.” he instructed as she nodded and pulled on her long dangling red earring. It extended much like an extension cord and the tip easily plugged into the usb port of the computer. The screen flashed a few times before setting into hibernation mode.

Xessy felt her body relax as she let out a calming sigh. Her body was greedily withdrawing energy from the super computer. Her chest rose and fell as a pink tinted coated her cheeks. She truly was running low, far more than she expected.

“Androids, they can be so easily entertained.” the hearty voice of the CEO rang. He turned his attention back to the young man that entered. “Please, take a seat. You’re here for an interview correct?” he continued, in a rather prude like manner. Xessy turned her head slightly and looked him over again. She hitched her breath when her master’s hand started caressing her inner thigh in a sensual manner. ‘It seems that most humans lack shame.’ she concluded, averting her eyes from the two.

“Hang that jacket up, I don’t want you dripping water all over my carpet!” he snapped, causing her to wince slightly. Humans and their materialistic attachments were one of the things she just couldn’t logically put together. Her master then pulled out a folder from one of the draws in the desk and proceeded to look it over, still molesting her shamelessly. Xessy concluded that they were probably the mysterious man’s credentials. Everything in the office had to be kept on file for one reason or another. As he went through the paper work, probably trying to find something wrong in the massive file of text, Xessy turned her attention back to the newcomer. Her now glowing crimson eyes settled on his hazel orbs. ‘You can tell a lot about a person through their eyes.’ she reading in a book once. His held a look of fatigue, probably from shuffling through the insistent rain.

“Dustin Gale eh?” the blond haired CEO laughed, as though the name were truly funny. “When working in a big company, one has to think big to be big.” he started, his rogue hand now trailing higher on Xessy’s thigh. She spared him a meek glance let out a soft sigh. Her mind was in a haze after all.

 

[desideratum]

Ah, of course she's not his wife; he's hardly the type to consider such a commitment as marriage when he can go and take some poor girl to be his slave whenever he wants. Dustin's jaw clenched with the effort of not letting his disgust show. Fighting back several nasty retorts to the man's snobbish demand, Dustin moved stiffly to hang his trench up in the corner of the room. Taking his time to straighten his slacks and dress shirt, he then moved and sat down calmly, refusing to let himself be intimidated. He saw a file with his name on it on the desk. He hadn't exactly achieved renowned fame, but he knew his accomplishments, especially with AI development, so he told himself he didn't need to worry. The peculiar blue-haired slut of a girl had straightened herself up a bit, at least, which brought a sigh of relief from him. Hopefully she would leave soon and they could get the awkward interview over with.

It was a surprise when the soothing voice of the woman, remarkably calm for the situation, chimed in cordially. At least she tried to before being cut off and ordered around like a slave. Irritation bubbled up in Dustin. He hated it when people treated each other as inferiors, especially when men did it to women; and especially when women put up with it. Besides, he wanted to hear what the strange woman to say--especially since she seemed a lot more polite and mannerly than her lover. He gave her a look of sympathy and regret as she was pulled onto the desk. The image of her bared flesh was still burned into Dustin's eyes and he licked his lips with a quick, uncomfortable scan of her zipped up dress.

Movement made his eyes flick to the man's hand, stroking the girl like a cat in an increasingly lewd manner. The worst part was that she seemed to be wallowing in the demeaning affection. What kind of person lets herself be turned into a pet like that? The man's thick hand roamed higher, the thin fabric of the dress getting tugged upward and baring more creamy flesh, and Dustin looked away as his cheeks heated. Some people have no shame. He refused to acknowledge the dull, warm pulse that was beginning to grow in his own groin.

It was then that he realized the two had spoken to each other and she'd plugged herself into the computer. Dustin's eyes widened as he stared. The "earring" seemed to go right into her head, and the end fit into the USB drive. Android. Surely this was a joke. The CEO started a dull lecture as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened.

"Uh huh," Dustin murmured noncommittally when responses were expected, not really paying attention to the executive. He didn't really care about the job anyway; he'd pretty much made up his mind as soon as he walked into the building. Completely ignoring the topic change, Dustin cut in: "So you just fucked a robot? You really expect me to believe that?" He shook his head. What kind of company played weird, perverted pranks on their potential employees? What a waste of a trip. Frustrated, he got to his feet and turned to leave.

...On the other hand...what if it was true?

The young man hesitated, peering around at the woman seated on the desk and lost in euphoria like someone relaxing in a spa. He gave a start. His first good look at her eyes showed them to be red; bright, unnatural crimson, glowing like a battery charge indicator on a computer. He stared, losing himself in the ruby orbs, trying to see inside this...thing...and understand her secrets. Just how human was she? Did she have free will, the ability to reason? Could she feel pain, happiness, emotional anguish? Where did she come from, who could have built something so advanced? The curiosity of the programmer in him was more than interested. After standing awkwardly in the middle of the room staring at her for a few moments, he came back and leaned on the back of the chair he'd been sitting in, shifting his gaze to the CEO as if seeing him in a new light.

"...Did your company build her, or did you buy her?" His eyes traced once again over the cyborg's form, studying the curves of muscle and skeleton, the pale flesh. If she was a cyborg, she was a damn convincing one. "Just how human-like is she? She seemed pretty uncomfortable, at least until she plugged herself in.." He gave a small disapproving glance to the CEO's hand fondling the girl. This brought to the fore a moral issue he didn't think he'd ever witness in his lifetime; what rights should a machine have if it was just like a human? Well, at that point in time she had no rights whatsoever except those of a possession, so she could legally be the man's complete slave. It would be a tragedy if this girl was as advanced as she seemed. What he would give to have a conversation alone with the girl at that moment...but just then it didn't seem she was capable of much of any kind of communication.

Sick of the CEO, he addressed her directly instead. It wasn't right to treat her like an object, even if that's what she technically was. "What's your name?" he asked gently, taking a small step toward her, lost in her crimson eyes again. His own were full of both curiosity and wariness--and pity.

 

[Xessy]

Xessy took little offense to being called a robot. She had been mistaken for far less in the past. Though she was in fact robotic, though that was hard enough to tell as it was, there were human parts to her. In fact, the only way you would even find machine parts of her would be to dissect her and find out for yourself. Then again, her almost inhuman like strength that occurred in times of emergency helped back up that claim swiftly.

She tried to focus again,but kept being distracted by the increasingly ignorant hand that fondled her in front of the stranger. Having enough of the obvious show of dominance, Xessy reached over to unplug herself from the computer, glad to get the euphoric effect over and done with. This was why she always preferred to replenish her energy supply in the comfort and privacy of her own home base. There were no prying eyes to watch as she relieved herself, picturing her favorite sexual ministrations over and over again until her body simply gave up and she came. What she wouldn't give for a proper release after being stuck in such an unsatisfying situation. Before her master had any other say in the matter, she turned to Dustin in a polite manner.

"My name is Xessy. An abbreviation that I have been called by for quite some time. As your eyes can easily observe, I am far more than just a robot. My body has the exact capabilities of that of a human female. My creation did not take place under this company, for I have no recollection of being manufactured in such a downgraded facility." the android stated, completely aware of the insult that she had thrown at the CEO. Said businessman had very well stopped stroking her thigh in response. Seeing this as an open window, the woman in the room slide off the desk, making her way around the desk.

Before she had a chance to open her mouth and utter another syllable, Xessy was suddenly grabbed roughly and backhanded harshly. Because of the shock, her head whip in the opposite direction in a sickening way. The CEO held himself strong and forward, anger etched in his facial features. His face nearly turned red from all the blood boiling in his body. "You listen here you little slut. Manufactured here or not, we have a binding contract! One that you are quite behind in implementing vigorously." he seethed, raising his hand for a second strike.

~Initiating self defense beta. Subject has broken code and violently constructed contract. Minimal termination activated~

Xessy eyes flashed a dangerous indigo. Her pupils dilated to an immeasurable size as she reached for his neck and held him up without breaking a sweat.The side of her face brandished a distinct red hue. That would bruise if it was not tended to quickly. Her fingers closed tighter around his throat,effectively cutting off his air supply. Anger red cheeks soon faded to a sickening blue color. The violent thrashes that his body induced were soon slowly down to a crippling halt. Without a second thought, the seemingly homicidal android dropped the unmoving form. The CEO's body slammed again the ground with a sickening crack. Xessy closed her eyes and took a deep breath. After a moment she slowly, opened them to reveal her gentle crimson orbs. "You brought that upon yourself", she said, her voice slightly breathless.

'Beta mode is the lesser of the 3 evils, but with my body not at full strength, it seems to have taken a toll on me.' she mentally configured, absentmindedly reaching up to grasp her now pained cheek. Her silent ponderings were put short when she remembered that there was a human present. Her weakened body turned to face him,eyes still holding their calm gleam.

"I apologize for having you see such a sight. I do believe your interview has been cut short due to unfavorable circumstances. If you'll excuse me." the imitation human said, making her way as if to leave. Xessy did not get too far as her knees buckled and she fell forward.