372 slowly came to. He was laying on a medical bed, an IV going into his arm.
“Oh good you’re awake!” A familiar voice said. The lady from before stepped into view.
372 became more aware of his body. His pussy was stuffed with something, his mouth had a ball gag in it. He was strapped down to the bed. He looked at the lady in panic.
“It’s okay, it’s okay 372.” She said patting his arm. “These are only precautions to make sure you can keep up to your potential while you were out. It turns out you were very dehydrated before your shower show in the auction room last night. You did better than we could’ve hoped for! 250 Million! Your new owner was thrilled with the show you put on!”
372’s memory started to return. The companion, the glass room, the spectators watching him cum and piss all over, the auction. His dicklet started to get hard at the memory.
She laughed as she watched his body respond to the memories. “Oh 372 you did so very well!” She brought her fingers down to stroke his dicklet, helping him ease some tension. “Good boy.” She said. His eyes closed as he felt comforted by those words. Those words only a little while ago he didn’t realize how much they’d mean to him. She removed the IV while 372 laid there, occasionally stroking his dicklet and letting her fingers play with his pussy lips.
“Your new owner will be here soon. I believe he has one last program to run on you before you can go home with him.”
372 didn’t even open his eyes. He was enjoying the feel of her fingers on his dicklet, he hoped it pleased her to touch him. He was nervous about what a new owner would mean.
“Stand up for me slowly.” She said.
372 stood up, the probe in his pussy slipping out, it retracted back into his companion, he was so thrilled to see his companion was still with him! The lady removed the ball gag from his mouth, he stretched his aching jaw.
“Follow me.” She said, turning and heading out the nearby door.
372 followed obediently. His companion rolling behind him. Out into the same burgundy hallway as before, down the low-lit passage, following behind the mysterious lady in a lab coat.
“It has been a pleasure to help program you 372. I am sure you will stay a good pleasure doll for your master.” She said as they reached another door – this one was ornate and gold, she pushed the door open and gestured for 372 to enter.
She walked in behind 372 and the robot. The room had a stone fireplace built into the wall, it was picturesque with a heavy dark blue rug on the floor and two high-backed chairs set up in front. A small round dark wood table sat between the two chairs. The fireplace crackled with it’s heat.
“Good evening Mr. Rivald. I have brought 372 with me as per our purchase contract.” The lady said as she stepped up in front of the fire, facing one of the chairs. “Where shall I put him while we complete the last bits of the contract?”
A strong low voice, “He can display himself in front of me while we talk.” He said.
With a gesture from the lady 372 made his way around the front of the chairs. Mr. Rivald’s face was angular, his eyes dark and piercing through 372, he had a thick black trimmed beard, and he wore a fine dark-blue suit with dark brown loafers.
“Kneel away from me 372 and bend over so you can hold yourself open for my pleasures.” Rivald’s voice said in a dark and commanding tone.
372’s pussy got wet at the sound of his voice, he was excited to finally be pleasing another person. He quickly kneeled facing away from Rivald and bent over, bringing his arms around to hold his pussy and ass open for display. He was positively dripping with excitement.
“To finish our contract I will need you to sign here, and here.” The lady’s voice said.
Something flat and cold pressed up against 372’s pussy. It was the bottom of Rivald’s shoe! 372 moaned and started to grind on the shoe. A buzzing sound, something touched his dicklet, the popping sound of electricity, 372 whimpered and stopped grinding.
“Very well trained, although obviously fresh to rules.” Rivald said. There was the sound of papers shuffling.
“The companion will help correct and reward behavior both when you are there and when you are not. 372 is a very fast learner and eager to please.” The lady said.
“Very well thank you.” Rivald said.
“Thank you for purchasing our services! We hope you are pleased with your purchase!” The lady said. There was the sound of her leaving.
“Now 372, I want you to turn over on your back, hold your legs open for me.” Rivald said.
372 did as he was told, rolling over, holding his knees apart so Rivald could see his face and pussy.
Rivald stood up from his chair, towering over 372 balled up on the ground. His eyes were fixed on his pussy and dicklet. “Such an amazing thing, the human body.” He said, more to himself than 372. “It can grow such a delicious little dicklet like yours, yet still have a pussy that is tight and squirts like you do.” He bent down and started to use his fingers on 372’s pussy, rubbing, pulling the folds apart, stroking his dicklet, teasing his dripping hole.
“You’re so wet, and I’ve barely done anything.” Rivald said. “This is supposed to be a programming session however, so I guess we’d better get on with it so we can go home.”
Rivald stood back up, removing his fingers from 372’s pussy. The companion extended probes that clamped down on 372’s nipples. His pussy and dicklet felt empty and craved something, 372 thrust into the air.
A buzzing noise, the pop of electricity, 372 whimpered.
“First thing’s first.” Rivald said. “What is my name?”
“Mr. Rivald.” 372 said.
A buzz, the pop of electricity, 372 squealed, not expecting the shock, recoiling from the probes causing him pain.
“My name is Master to you fuck doll.” Master said sternly. “I ask you again, what is my name?”
“Master!” 372 squirmed.
“Good boy” Master said, there was a bell sound.
“You are 372. You are my toy to play with and do as I please. You are not to beg unless told to beg, you are to learn the rules of my house, you are to please others like a good fuck doll you are.”
He placed his shoe on 372’s dicklet, leaning forward into it. The crushing was excruciating, 372 could feel his pussy wetting the bottom of Master’s shoe, he wanted to squirm away from the pain, but didn’t out of fear of being punished. 372 groaned and whimpered but kept his legs open for Master to do what he would.
“Good boy”, a bell sound in the background, “You are a fast learner!” He removed his shoe, wiping it on the rug.
Master started to undo his belt, he carefully placed the belt over the back of the chair he had been sitting on. “Keep your eyes on me boy.” Master said in a low voice, running a hand through his short black hair.
372 couldn’t keep his eyes off Master anyways. Master removed his clothing so confidently, folding them carefully and placing them on the chair. His dick was 8 inches and hard, his hand went down to stroke it a few times and 372 groaned at the sight of the soft skin shifting under his hand. 372 licked his lips, hoping in his mind that he would get to taste that cock.
“Who owns you?” Master asked quietly. Keeping a hand on his cock, looking at 372 laying on his back holding his legs open.
“Master owns me.” 372 said confused, it seemed so obvious.
A buzzing noise, pop of electricity, 372 winced at the pain, not taking his eyes off Master.
“Wrong fuck sleeve. This dick owns you.” He stroked his dick to emphasize the point, a soft droplet of precum dewed on it’s tip. Master stepped closer, standing over 372’s pussy, hard dick in hand.
372 couldn’t take his eyes off of the cock. Made sense this dick owned him, all he wanted to do was suck and fuck that cock until it came.
“Who owns you?” Master’s eyes were intense as he asked this time, staring through 372.
“Your dick owns me Master.” 372 responded, almost moaning it out with excitement for what might happen next.
A bell sounded, in a swift motion Master was on the ground between 372’s legs, his cock at the entrance to his pussy. “Good boy”, he was rubbing the head of his dick on his entrance.
372 almost whimpered, almost begged for the cock to be put inside him, but stopped himself, that was a rule – no begging unless told to beg!
“Who owns you doll?”
“Master’s cock owns me!” 372 cried, hoping he didn’t sound like he was begging for it.
Suddenly Master thrust forward, jamming in all the way up to the hilt, pushing 372’s cervix upwards. Master’s hands came to 372’s legs and held them down forcefully, using the legs to pull 372 further onto his dick. 372’s legs flopped around uselessly and his eyes rolled into the back of his head, he squeaked and moaned as his cervix was assaulted.
Master started thrusting, using 372’s legs to stabilize himself, balling 372 up even more on the floor.
“Who… owns…. You?” Master asked, punctuating each word with a heavy thrust into 372’s pussy.
“Master’s cock! Master’s cock owns me!” 372 wailed, barely holding onto conscious thought as Master pleasured himself with 372’s body.
A bell sounded, it was so good, “Good boy” from the companion, it was so nice. 372 was overwhelmed with finally being allowed to pleasure someone else with his body. He started to cum.
A buzzer, the pop of electricity, 372 screamed as his orgasm was lost to the pain in his nipples.
“Stupid doll.” Master said. “No cumming without permission.” He started to fuck harder.
372 didn’t know what to do, he was building to another orgasm. Master’s cock was ruining his cervix, he could feel the pain of being pounded so hard and deep, the pain was getting him off even more. He couldn’t help it, he came.
A buzzing sound, the pop of electricity, 372’s nipples were on fire as his pussy was being plowed, it made him cum again from the pain, another buzzer, another pop, the thrusting never stopped.
“Fucking cum sleeve.” Master swore. He pulled his dick out. “You’re not learning!” He slapped 372’s pussy. 372 started to tear up, he had never misbehaved this much before.
Master stood up. “We’ll have to numb more of you next time stupid slut, no more cumming for you until you can get it under control.” He started to put his clothes back on, and pressed a button on the table.
Some men entered the room. The companion let go of 372’s nipples and returned to it’s normal self.
Words were being exchanged, but 372 was stuck in his head. How could he have disappointed Master so? He was a stupid and selfish slut to cum without permission.
“Stand up 372” Master said.
In a daze 372 stood up.
“Your companion will keep you fresh in transport.” Master said as he finished putting his belt on.
The two men who entered the room walked over and grabbed 372’s arms pushing him towards the door they came through, his companion whirred in behind him.
“I promise I’ll do better Master!” 372 cried out as he was ushered out of the room.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/vptxem/the_programming_of_372_part_5