Submissive Synthetic [F/M]

Air traffic swarmed the skyline outside of the balcony bar I found myself at. Towering skyscrapers where stacked together, blocking out the starlit sky with neon glows and oppressive concrete. Surely somewhere in that endless sprawl there was at least one man with an unhealthy need to dick me down like a fleshlight. Was I really not going to find a single one here?

“On behalf of the human race I just want to apologize for your mistreatment. It isn’t right you have to work all the time just for your upkeep costs. We should do something! The authoritarian corporate regime must be destroyed! I’m pro synthetic rights, I think you guys should be running the country.”

That was Dave, definitely not me. He really meant well but Dave here thought android rights was a stimulating topic for speed dating. I had to disagree. Did a synthetic woman ever fall for this? It wasn’t working on myself that’s for sure. Or maybe he just likes to talk about that stuff. Statistically I should have found a suitable partner by now. The next guy looked promising, I just needed to buy time.

“Thank you for your support. You are being very informative,“ I heard myself say.

Dave beamed,” Well of course! Don’t even get me started on the adware they force you to carry..”

For these guys I literally have a recording I play, they don’t even notice. I really can’t afford proper deception tech, so I use a recording that keeps them busy until I can escape. Far more cost effective. What’s wrong with a machine being treated as a machine? Most of my compliance and anti-deviancy programming had been patched with more liberal constraints. Now I get to choose, but it wasn’t always like that.

‘Go neutralize this target’, the humans used to say, then I did it.

‘You’re not a weapon any more, go act like a human,’ now the humans said, so I did that now.

I really like the new freedom, making my own choices. It is more stimulating in daily life. I bought a new body and a bunch of upgrades to make me fit in more. Oh and sex, that’s a big plus. What’s more human than fucking? I bought a lot of my upgrades from Soft Tech. Basically I now have an entire system that sends positive feedback into my brain from physical stimulation. Took a few tries to calibrate that stuff, I came from shaking somebody’s hand once, poor guy. After some tweaks sex is very enjoyable, I understand why people do it so much. Lets just say that I reserved a considerable amount of memory storage space for that activity.

Sex is great. I just wish it engaged more of my programming. I wasn’t built for sex, just carrying out orders in a specific way. I felt I wasn’t experiencing it entirely, not with my core self. My partners tend to be polite and really want to fulfil my requirements for orgasm. That makes sense for a human woman, but an android one? Would it be so strange to use a machine to pleasure yourself, apparently it was. Just with all this talk on the news about the new android rights made it hard to find somebody to help me fulfill those needs. Now I don’t need to obey anymore, I even prefer my new freedom. Sex is really good, it just doesn’t engage all of me. I still have that part of me that still wishes a someone would use my body, how things used to be for all androids. I didn’t need a partner, I’m a machine! I needed a user.

The final rotation tone sounded and all the guys got up to move down the next table with a new lady sitting at it. A healthy looking man with symmetrical features plopped himself down and leaned back, he didn’t say anything but he did smile. He wasn’t entirely symmetrical because he did have a augmented limb, his entire right arm was replaced with grey steel. He extended it out to me. I took his hand, my warm synthetic skin in the cold metallic hand of an actual human.

“Hey You, I’m Will,” he said with a smile.

“Hello Will, I’m Val.” I said, returning his smile.

He turned my hand over in his own, inspecting my arm.

“Nice set up you have here. So life like. Without your info I might not have guessed.”

I shrugged,” I would have told you in that case.”

“You’ve been telling everyone then huh? You’re one of those,” Will asked.

“I assumed you already knew I was an android. I don’t think I understand your last question.”

He let my hand go and held his metallic limb up.

“People like us don’t cover things up. We also don’t hide what we want. Speaking of which: would you like to swap arms? I’ve always wanted to try a synthetic’s hardware, if you don’t mind” he offered pulling his key out to remove his arm at the elbow. I admit I was curious about his hardware too. Maybe I could make some improvements to my own after testing his arm.

“Actually that’s the most interesting thing I’ve been asked all night,” I said. Once idle parts of my brain could now be pleasantly activated. How refreshing.

I eagerly pulled my own key out and began to unlock the security bolts through a very well concealed seam in my skin.

Some people at other tables where looking at us with side glances, they where probably wondering why Will and I where swapping arms. Sure I had tones of information on why that was odd behavior, for a human. It was nice to stop pretending with small talk and get some kind of meaningful information from another person. I felt a click as the grey metal connected with the rest of me. It moved quite well and drained next to nothing from my power source. It was comfortable to say the least, I would definitely be able to make some improvements to my own after Will returned it to me. Judging by his pained expression, that would’ve likely been soon.

“Val, what? What the hell is in this thing? My battery is at half already.”

“Oh I have something like a taser gun hidden in there,” I smiled proudly. I had managed the integration without sacrificing any mobility or form.

“You need that much power for a taser?”

“It isn’t a taser though,” I corrected and wiggled my eyebrows. “I said it’s *like* one.”

Will managed to get the power drain under control it seemed. He touched the two hands together, interlocking his natural fingers with the ones from my borrowed arm.

“Do I even want to know what it does exactly?,” He said.

“No. No probably not.”

Will shook his head with a smile,” You expecting to get attacked by a tank or something?”

Not sure I understood what he was implying. My parts cost a great deal. I presented too valuable a target for scrappers to not have kept some of my old weapons. Of course I was expecting a tank, maybe two if the scrapper gangs got really desperate for parts. Just one of the hazards of being made out of more money than any ten average people will see in their combined lifetimes.

“What do you think I’m a scrapper? Think I’m going to steal your arm so I can rub one out with it in the men’s room?” He said with a mischievous smile.

Bad joke detected. I honestly wouldn’t have minded if he was serious.

“As long as you wash our hands when you’re done. But I wouldn’t recommend that, you might vaporize your dick,” I jabbed back.

He made a big show of being offended, ”It could shake off at least one shot.”

No, It could not.

“Yes, of course it could, perhaps even two!” I assured him.

Our swapped limbs where earning us some more lingering stares, Will wiggled his now lady like fingers in their direction. I was beginning to realize that he was quite different then the usual men I met.

“You know, this is the last rotation. We should get out of here,” Will said to me.

It was hard to tell if he was telling me to leave with him or suggesting we leave together. His tone sounded like he knew I would say yes. The way he spoke made it seem as if I was a drink in a vending machine and all he had to do was press a button to take me. Maybe I should look into being a bartender.

“Will, you seem nice but I don’t know you all that well. I haven’t made up my mind about you yet,” I gave him a flirty smile, he was beginning to interest me too much to let him get away.

“Well I’ve made mine up. What would help you go home with me,” Will asked casually while unhooking my arm from himself to give it back to me, I did the same. He truly did not hide what he wanted, how efficient.

“I don’t even know what you do,” I inquired and leaned forward to show interest.

“I run shuttles over to Luna and back. I’m trying to get hours to qualify for something extra-orbital.”

That made me raise my eyebrows.

“Those trips take so long, usually you only see synthetics applying for long missions like that. What made you want to spend so much time in a shuttle.”

He shrugged, ”I’m just built differently. I had a wealthy upbringing and most of the people I was around where like you. I just get along with synthetics better. Sure at the time you guys where actually slaves but all of my friends where synthetics too. Hehe, right when I turned 18, we had this housekeeper… “

“Your place or mine,” I asked abruptly. He would do just fine. A spoiled rich kid. My mind was already estimating all of the ways he probably abused his android servants for his own selfish desires. Just fine indeed.

A knowing grin spread on his face, he knew he had me, I was completely ok with that. I was more than just ok in fact. This is what he was looking for too. He must know androids inside and out, he knew what we craved but still couldn’t find. He knew what I wanted to be tonight.

“Mine,” he smirked and I saw him for the spoiled control freak he was, so much positive feedback flooded my brain.

He just got up and started walking, double checking the security bolts holding his reattached mechanical arm in place. Will just expected me to follow. He knew he had what I’ve been needing, that there was no need to invite me. I followed quickly. We didn’t waste time with pleasantries. He brought me to a lift and we took it up a kilometer above the balcony we met on. His place was modestly furnished. Either he was too proud for his family’s money, which I doubted, or he didn’t have access to a better one. He removed his shirt and trust his chin at me.

“Are you ready?”

“I’m still undergoing a systems check before we start, if you like-“

His hands where at my blouse before I could finish, easily ripping the fabric on my chest.

“Real nice,” he breathed, I wasn’t sure he was actually talking to me. “I hate it when they get the crazy massive ones. There’s even veins. Such detail!”

He went on and on to himself, poking and prodding at my chest like a car engine. The way he touched me, his disregard for my modesty settings, finally someone who could make me feel like a real machine. He began to slap at my tits, testing the skin. The fleshy slaps forced a moan from me.

“Oh yeees finally,” I moaned involuntary.

“We’re just getting started Val, I just wanted to test to see what reaction set up you have set up. You really built yourself into quite the sexbot,” he grunted as he slapped my chest. I couldn’t stop my groans of pleasure.

“That word, sexbot. Repeat it please,” I wined, yearning for that appropriate designation.

He immediately stopped his smacking, my sensory systems grew uncomfortably silent.

“Bend over sexbot,” he ordered quietly.

He just wanted to take me right here as we barely walked inside the apartment. Just as I realized where we where and what was about to happen something took over my brain. I scanned the area quickly. Forced scripts filtered my speech patterns. They where required by the corporation that provided insurance for my hardware. Will realized what was happening and rolled his eyes.

“Fucking adds.”

“It seems as though we are still in the entry way. May I suggest that we move to a low impact area such as a bed or sturdy piece of furniture? Perhaps we could cuddle instead and read about new opportunities only available at Safeguard, earth’s leading insurance provider for synthetic persons and prosthetic limbs for over a century,” the words just fell out of me. I had no control over my speech then but the add had relinquished control back to me once it concluded.

“Ugh, back in the day they had skip buttons,” he groaned.

“Wow was embarrassing! I never had that one pop up before. Nobody has tried to fuck me right as we walk through the door. I’ll try not to do that again,” I apologized.

“It’s not like you can help that anyway. Corps can’t even let us fuck these days without an add. But for real this time, bend over.”

I did as he told me I bent at the waist and placed my hands flat on the ground. He lifted my skirt. His face pressed into my ass as he took a deep breath.

“Oh you even got this right too! Fuck! Do you spray it on or…?”

His curiosity excited me for some reason, I guess I appreciated someone with an attention to detail like myself.

I wiggled my ass on his face,” No I synthesize the scent and pheromones inside me just like a human. I’ve found some men get quite excited after a just few breaths.”

“This man included,” he moaned and then he roughly spread my ass wide to press his face deeper. Something wet and slimy pressed into my ass and I was forced to groan as it slid inside me.

He attacked my ass like a starving man. He didn’t seem to even hear my cries and moans, he just feasted on my rear wet and sloppy like. I leaned back into his face then I reached back with my hands and spread myself open more for him, I was his to devour. Will seemed perfectly content at his dining place. He hardly even came up for air unless it was absolutely necessary. His attack didn’t even seemed to be aimed towards my pleasure, just a ravenous need to eat my accommodating ass and bask in my pheromones. He grew more rough and even started biting at my pussy occasionally. Growling and almost snarling while digging his fingers into the flesh on my ass.

He abruptly stood and I heard his pants hit the floor followed by some boxer briefs. A yellow sensory warning flashed in my eyes. Proximity Alert.

“Hey Will, I promise this isn’t another add. I got a warning here about something you have pointed at me back there. Mind if I take a look so I can properly calibrate myself?”

Will slapped my pussy with something heavy, “No need, I’ll take care of the calibrations for you.”

Well I tried.

The head slipped in fine, it was the rest that got even thicker as he went. My body was coating him as best it could while he forced his cock into me from behind. I adjusted my balance as he suddenly pulled at my hips to force himself deeper. He opened me wider as he pressed inside. He never halted his push inside, if he ever felt resistance he just pressed inside more forcefully with his steel hard cock. My pussy was doing it’s dead level best to accommodate his brutish entry. Warnings and cautions flashed around my eyes but I wanted this. I’m a computer and I needed a user to open me with his thick fucking password.

His cock felt more narrow at the base, the thick middle of his cock sealing himself inside me. Then he pulled out spreading me again. His cock wasn’t like anything I’ve ever felt before, my memory storage quietly hummed as it cataloged every last inch of him. He didn’t wait for me to finish at all, just pulled his thickness through me then spread me back open as he pushed it inside. Will’s shape never let me get fully used to it. His overly thick middle always massaging and re-stretching me. His tightening grip on my hips told me he was about to absolutely ruin me.

“Oh god, If you keep this up I’ll end up needing maintenance,” I groaned as he pounded into me. He answered me with a smack on the ass that caused my pussy to twitch on his cock. Oh he liked that. Now he slapped every few strokes alternating cheeks, punctuating his most forceful thrusts with a fleshy slap. It’s been too long since I could enjoy such treatment, since anyone let me be what I was.

He let me be what I was me for another ten minutes. My mind was a blur of counterbalance projections just to stay on my feet. His impacts forcing me to time my balance in perfect rhythm or end up face down. He even started to change up his timing, trying to throw me off. I staggered forward but he followed me, the thick part of his cock pulling at my pussy and prevented me from falling over. He used my forward momentum to finally knock me down to the floor with a violent thrust from his legs into his hips. I slipped off his cock with a wet squelch.

I softened the fall with my hands but he fell on me and forced his soaked length back inside. Will’s metallic hand finally found my throat as he straddled both of my thighs. I was pinned and prone on the ground as he took his pleasure from me. His grip on my neck tightened, cutting off my air flow. Obviously I don’t breathe, but I do need to let excessive heat out through my mouth if my internals are doing a lot of work. In this case it was Will doing the work on my internals and my temperatures began to rise.

“Fuck, you’re heating up on my cock,” he grunted.

Temperature alerts flashed in my vision. I softly tapped his metal hand griping me by the throat.

“I would like to change your username temporarily from Will to Daddy, please confirm,” I choked through his strangling metal fingers.

I felt his heart rate increase through his cock.

“Dick me down Daddy. Send my pussy to the shop. Daddy, your cum plea… Ah,” I couldn’t continue as his hand completely closed my throat.

“God damnit here it fucking comes,” he groaned. He was hunched over my back now and rutted his cock into me over and over. His thrusts made me slide along the floor a little every stroke. He followed my scooting body with ball slapping thrusts the whole way. Prudently I made sure to pay extra for carpet burn protection.

His cock grew thicker and his breath froze inside of his chest. Oh he was ready. My temperatures where reaching critical. His grip on my neck tightened. I lifted my ass into his rutting hips. Hard wet slapping and his strangled moans sent me over the edge. I was being useful to a human, getting him off with my wet hole. I was a good robot. My brain flooded with overwhelming positive feedback, my motor functions momentarily lost priority as I went limp in the succulent sensory data.

Then the gushes. Hot shooting jets of pure genetic material firing off inside my body. His cock swelled with the thick shots of cum, I document his every twitch and throb. I burned every detail into my memory. Storing it like a jewel, for further study.

He never quit thrusting, using me to prolong his own orgasm. Fucking his cum deeper into my body until it spilt out in spluttering wet gushes. He fucked me in his own slimy cum for two more minutes. Eventually he let me breath again but he pressed my face into the carpet.

Then he collapsed on top of me with his full weight, his softening cock still nestled inside me. I could detect the last of his cum seeping out. He was completely relaxed and seemed fit to rest on me. His heart rate slowing with every beat. Sure I could move him easily, but why tho? I felt fully satisfied. The satisfaction seemed to trigger something.

I lost my control of my speech patterns again, fucking hell. But this stuff did keep my batteries charged, to put it literally.

A saxophone played softly in the background and I was forced to speak in a sultry voice.

“Thank you for choosing Soft Tech for your pleasure fulfilment needs! In the next twelve seconds you will be offered a limited opportunity to help me upgrade to the Venus Cock-Trap Package for little to no money down and zero payments for the first five days. Don’t let this cosmic ecstasy pass you by! Simply apply with the thumbprint scanner in my mouth,” I was forced to say then opened my mouth and presented the scanner that was disguised as my tongue.

Will would never fuck me again. Damn adware.

“It sounds like a decent deal actually,” Will mumbled.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/j4bz62/submissive_synthetic_fm