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“Good, now put on something sexy. I’ll be right back.”

“Yes, Master.”

Her first test. Princess welcomed the opportunity to obey her first command. Her naked body reflected in the full length mirror in the corner of the room. Observing it at every angle, she knew she was made with perfect curvature. Proportionate, yet generously voluptuous, she was eager to impress Master with her assets. Dark barrel curls framed her face, touching the tops of her creamy white shoulders.

“Color, red lips,” she commanded.

Her full lips took the color well, but she wanted something sexier.

“Darker, darker,” she said, then tilted her head each way. “Perfect.”

* * *

Primal groaning echoed from the other side of the cracked bathroom door. She wondered if he left it open in hopes that she would take the hint. She didn’t know why humans liked subtlety, but she was willing to play along. Master enjoyed taking showers with naked women. It was over 95% probable.

“Oh yeah, baby, move that pretty little ass,” he said.

Humans did talk to themselves, that’s a given, but it didn’t sound like that kind of conversation. It was a phrase said to someone else in the heat of passion. His verbal expression evoked arousal inside of her, compelling her to please her master.

When she peeked around the door, she saw his hand pressed against the fogging glass, and the other was wrapped around his big, bulging cock. The way he moved his hips made her want him even more.

“Who’s my naughty Princess?” he said, stroking himself.

Master had only commanded her to get sexy, but didn’t specify that she was to stay dressed, so she could only conclude that he wanted her to join him in the shower. She enjoyed listening to his primal grunts.

“Who’s my naughty girl,” he said, tugging at his cock.

“I am,” she breathed.

Master jumped when he saw her standing behind him in the shower, but no matter how hard he tried, his eyes wouldn’t stop staring. Covering his still firm and erect cock with his hand, Master tried to conceal his passion.

“Robot…” he trailed off.

Because he didn’t complete the command, she took it as her opportunity to give the human his true desire. Her computations were going wild with sexuality. He was absolutely ravenous, and the size of his balls let her know he hadn’t cum in a couple of days.

“Take me,” she said, taking his hand. “This is what you want.”

She encouraged him to fondle her breast, then moved in close. Placing her hand around the back of his neck, she pulled him toward her, anticipating his soft sensual kiss.

“No, not yet,” he said, stepping out of the shower.

“But according to my programming, this is what you wanted,” she replied.

“We’re in testing mode right now. You need to wait.”

Princess really didn’t know what it was to be impatient, but a strange sensation swept over her. Now that she’d failed her first test, it was possible— if not highly likely— that her master would turn her back into scrap metal.

Chapter2

Master

Testing was always a challenge. During that phase, the robot studied human body language, heart rate, and even their excretions, but she wasn’t ready to orgasm.Not yet.He’d spent hours of his life inventing and creating The Princess Model 2.3, and it had been completely exhausting. He’d even adopted polyphasic sleep and meditation practices to get through the long hours and discouragements. It was the only thing that kept him going.

After inheriting a small fortune from his last living relative, Master found himself alone in a pitiful world that valued evil over good. After becoming a hermit in a self-sustaining bunker underground, he became fixated on creating the perfect robot companion. Projected screens acted as windows to make it look and feel like a real apartment, but make no mistake, Master was a genius. This was his studio, where he could create anything he wanted.

Doing his best not to look at a naked Princess, he tossed her an oversized shirt, and said, “Here, put this on.”

He wasn’t ready to fuck her yet. First, he wanted to see how human-like she would become. She was programmed to remember things, regurgitate stories, and speak in complete sentences, among other things, but more than anything, he wanted her to have the ability to reciprocate his love. Because he’d lost everything and everyone in his life, Master wanted someone who would always be there—someone untainted from the outside world.

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