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“Yes, Master,” she replied.
He liked being called Master. It was the only name he’d had for the last five years. Hearing Princess say it out loud bolstered his confidence. Even though she wasn’t human, he could almost smell her pheromones, there was something so satisfactory about the anticipation. He wouldn’t congratulate himself though, not until he felt like he’d earned the merit.
“Good girl. Now, sit on the couch,” he commanded.
She intertwined her finger with a curly lock of hair, then gave him a seductive glance. He’d never seen anyone look so angelic while sitting on a couch. There was more to pleasing a master than sex though. She had to be able to take direction, show self-control, and establish herself as a companion. Likewise, it was her master’s responsibility to make sure that she was well cared for.
* * *
Test 1: Fine Motor Skills
“Here,” he said, handing her a few coloring books. “I got you these.”
He wanted to see if the jerky and unnatural movements could be corrected. If Princess could pass the first test, he knew he was making progress.
He handed her a case of crayons and colored pencils, and said, “You’ll need these too.”
“Oh thank you!” she said with an even wider smile. “What do I do with these things?”
Master sat down next to her, then touched her hand. It was like electricity, but not in a literal sense. It was as if he knew all at once that Princess was to be his, and all those years in isolation would finally pay off.
“First, you find a picture you like,” he said, demonstrating how to thumb through the pages. “Then, you take a crayon or a pencil.”
Master took her hand, then showed her how to hold the crayon. With his hand over hers, he helped her to slide it across the page.
“Make sure to color in the lines,” he said. “And don’t make everything the same color.”
“Oh, I see,” she said, her eyes bright and focused. Her hand began to take over as she made strokes of color inside the picture.
“Tomorrow, I’ll show you how to paint, then we’ll move onto music,” he said.
“I can’t wait,” she said, biting her bottom lip. His mind wandered into fantasies of her on top of him, and his cock swelled.
“Stop biting your lip,” he said in a stern, booming voice.
“Oh, I’m sorry. Did I fail the test?”
“No, no, of course not. It’s not that kind of test,” he said.
“Master?” she started.
“Yes?”
“Do you mind if I lean against you while I color? My assessment of your body language, breathing, and temperature indicate that you desire to be close to me,” she said.
Her long eyelashes fluttered as she blinked her wide almond eyes a few times. Although her voice and tone were still robotic, he was almost inclined to believe that there was some emotion deep inside.
“Alright,” he replied, delighted that she was close to master mode.
He knew he shouldn’t be getting close to her in that way, but couldn’t help it. Her sensors were working in perfect order. She was designed to pick up on those things.Did she know about his raging hard-on? Princess leaned against him, continuing to pick colors from the case and trying them out on the book. Although the colors clashed, she was getting the general idea.
“Good job, Princess,” he said, switching on the television. “Your picture looks fantastic.”
“I’m glad it pleases you,” she responded.
* * *
Test 2- Banter and Sarcasm
