*Castlelike 2*
Minna straightened her squated body and turned towards Boss man. “What the hell are you doing here?”, Minna could barely look at him, she felt guilty and caught. By reflex she forced the most innocent and quirky smile she could muster “I was looking at the holes, I mean lips, mouths, I didnt understand what they were.” Boss mans facial expression did not lighten, “What are you doing *here*, at the party, if you snuck in here you will be in a world of hurt”. “Oh” Minna replied instantly, “I was invited, by Anthony, we are childhood friends”. This time his face did change, abit, it gave a skeptical look, “Anthony? Anthony Hampton?” “Yes” Minna replied, now having done away with most of her fake smile, feeling in control of the situation, “Anthony Hampton is your childhood friend?”, Minna nodded affirmatively.
“There you are” Anthony exclaimed as he stood in the hallway outside the room, he entered and his smile instantly turned to a grin as he saw Boss man, “Kevin” Anthony said and offered his hand, “Tony”, Boss man reluctantly replied during the firm shake. “Is this old fuck bothering you?” Anthony jested as he faced Minna, his facial expression still lighthearted, Minna appreciated the banter and a genuine smile now dressed her face, “Only at work”.
The trio had found a table and Minna was now enjoying her second plate of delicacies. In this company she could eat however she wanted and Minna did just that as she listened to the men banter and share stories about each other to her, Minna would reply with smiles and laughter, they sure were entertaining. Just trying to imagine Boss man as a “Kevin” was humurous. Boss man was clearly not one of Anthonys “boring people”, Minna watched with pleasure as the two men verbally entertained each other and herself. Anthony and Boss man went way back, apparently Boss man had served with James, Anthonys father, in The Island Wars 30 years ago. and even though Boss man didnt share James motivation and drive, and though their lives had taken different paths, James and Boss man had remained close, Anthony practically viewed him as an uncle.
Minna couldnt remember when she laughed this much before, time moved fast. “You were going to use the wall, you old fuck” Anthony grinned, “Someone beat me to it” Boss man replied, and although his face was more stern his voice had an amount of playfulness. Both men now looked at Minna, who had a mouth full of food. She covered her mouth instinctively and chewed as fast as she could until she dared swallow. “What?” she asked jokingly as she feigned innocence, “I would never, I think you have age related dementia. Kevin.”. Minna thought she saw a smirk on Boss mans face, if there was one then it was hardly visible, nonetheless in Minnas mind she decided that it was there. But now Anthony was intrigued, “What were you doing there?” Minnas cheeks grew a blush, her eyes flicked between the two men, “I find them fascinating okay, I find the dolls fascinating, I am a giant pervert, happy now?” Minna put another piece of food in her mouth and hoped it would stop her from talking as Boss man erupted in laughter. His laughter filled the large room and Minna looked at Anthony who smiled but didnt laugh, “They werent dolls”.
The evening had turned into night, Minna had too much fun to even think about the time. Sure she put her foot in her mouth more than once, but she had had a perfect amount of wine to not care. Boss man had departed around midnight, leaving Minna with a “Come monday its back to Boss man, understood?”, Minna had smirked and jestingly replied “Sure Kevin”. The demand was not needed, Minna would not even think of using his name in front of the others. She relished the camaraderie the men had treated her with during the party.
*Weekend chores*
Minna was standing between Boss man and Anthony, her gaze pinballed between their hips as she watched them work the wall. She was back in that fascinating room with those fascinating holes. Boss man grunted deeper but Anthony seemed more excited, using the handles mounted to the above the hole to lean his upper body back and pushing his hip forward, Anthony was really getting it in there. Boss man was first to finish, he cursed as he let the hole cough up his cock, Minna watched as the hole returned most of his cum creating a puddle on the floor. Anthony strained his muscles with a grunt as his hip slammed against the wall, his head turned towards Minna “Join us” he paused for a needed deep exhale, “there are more holes to stuff”.
It was most likely the smell of bacon that woke Minna up. She had been given a room in the mansion for the night, Anthony didnt want her taking a cab at 3 am. Now said room was in good need of a sheet change. After a needed shower she got dressed and headed towards the smell of breakfast. Anthony was already out on the impressive balcony, poking on his pad with a cup of coffee. The options for breakfast were not as endless as the previous night, Anthony told her that if she wanted something else the kitchen would make it. Minna had kindly declined, what was available was more than enough for her, she wasnt picky.
Minna found it hard to hold eye contact with Anthony, his presence drew forth the pictures from her last dream. Anthony was talking about the latest doll legislation that apparently was to be revisited. Minna only knew what she learned through headlines, that any company who used dolls or doll like systems as a workforce would be target to fines. The fines were so severe that no company had replaced its human workforce, which was the intended effect. Anthony explained that the revisitation currently discussed would create an opening for companies to have a fixed proportion of its workforce made up of dolls. The progress that had been made just the few couple of years had resulted in dolls basically able to perform any human task. “Its only a matter of time” Anthony said, Minna couldnt tell if he wanted the legislation to pass or not, and she didnt ask, afraid of having missed something basic.
Before Minna left she made damn sure her sheets would never be found again. Anthony had offered to personally drive her home and when she saw the means of transportation she didnt hesitate for a second. It was a black vintage sports car, with an impressive roar. As he dropped her off they promised to see eachother again soon, but a date and time couldnt be set in stone, nonetheless both were confident it would work itself out.
Minna spent the remaining saturday cleaning her apartment. listening to the new AliAlba playlist always made cleaning less of a chore. She moved with swaying hip and steps to the beat through her apartment and felt good about the result. Dinner consisted of home made sushi, something that was both tasty and convenient as leftovers. By 10 pm she called it a day.
Sleep would come easy for Minna this time. The comforting feeling of being in your own bed, with clean sheets no less, quickly soothed her body and mind, and her eyelids quickly became heavy. Had Minna been awake an hour more she would have seen a large moon through her window, its faint reflecting light suggestive for some. But Minna wasnt awake, she moved her body as she slept, the duvet had already been shaken off. Her hip grinding against the mattress, her snoring mixed with words that couldnt be understood. She was with TheBull, he had promised her a birthday gift, and he delivered on his word. The box had quickly been torn open and the doll had been bent over something suitably steady, TheBull knew how to celebrate and Minna was eager to learn.
*Conveyor belt*
Few things made Minna as happy as chocolate, so it was with a smile that she let piece by piece melt in her mouth. It was dessert, and Minna thought she had rightfully earned it. It was tuesday and Minna had finished her assigned work before lunch, by her logic she didnt have to feel any guilt for being on her second hour of lunch break, nor the delicious calories she now was savoring, She had learned quickly that you could do pretty much as you pleased as long as the assigned task got done in expected time and fashion. Having now been a month on her job she was comfortable, she even dared placing her boots covered feet on the table, something most of her coworkers did, and Minna was interested in finding its charm, for now she merely imitated.
“Are you planning to become one with that chair bambi?” Boss man said with his usual lack of love. “Got work for you, conveyor belt in Processing has stopped” This was not Minnas area of expertise, and Boss man knew it, but he also knew that none of the other wanted to do it, working in east wing brought a sense of inferiority to most, watching the wrecking crew work has its effects. Minna who by now had swallowed her last bite of chocolate took her feet from the table. “Im not sure I know where Processing is?” she said, hoping that this conveyor issue would be handed to someone else. Being expected to do stuff she didnt know anything about always brought Minna stress, and the stress made her stupid. “First floor east wing” Boss man replied, without a hint of pleading. The latest revelation had made Minna interested, this would mean that she would be closer to the work that the resided in east wing. But the revelation also brought hesitation, doing a bad job was bad enough in front of your peers, but she certainly didnt want to do it in front of the wrecking crew. “I dont know anything about conveyor belts” Minna said, her voice reluctant. Boss man had already turned when he replied, “Learn”.
Minna forced herself to collect a few tools and walked towards east wing, Having never been there she took a few wrong turns before seeing a large double door labeled “Processing, authorized personnel only”. Minnas negative thoughts overshadowed the positive, she was uncomfortable and sure she would screw this up, She held the handle for a moment, trying to collect herself, before pushing it open, upon failing to open it she tried two more times with more force, only to discover that a pull movement was needed. She cursed herself and hoped nobody saw it.
The large hall that greeted Minna contained a belt that went from one wall to the other. On top of it were dolls spaced out with regular intervals, lifeless dolls with their eyes closed, their bodies held up by metal frames. She could see 3 Amys, then an Iris, then one she couldnt name. “Not yet operational” she thought to herself as she watched their naked bodies. Minna felt disappointment, here she was standing so close to something that had fascinated her, but she didnt feel anything. She walked up to the belt and placed her toolbox on it, wondering where to start. Nothing looked obviously broken, the rolls that supported the belt were all intact and aligned correctly, atleast as far as she could tell. Minna sighed at her current predicament, certain she would fail this task.
She walked to the control box at the other end of the hall, a note had been written and placed over the “On” button, “Out of order” it read, she removed it and pressed the button. Motors started their noise but nothing moved. She let it run and walked up and down the belt searching for the reason why the belt didnt move. And then suddenly her eyes grew larger, an optimistic thought, her pose straightened, she quickly walked to the other side to compare and true to suspicion there it was. When running the motors the rollers didnt align, one side didnt even get in contact with the belt. She quickly turned it off, she knew how to adjust rollers, she even had the tools.
“Whats the hold up” a male voice shouted behind her. Minna turned her head and watched as two large naked men walked towards her, as they got closer she had to tilt her head upwards to keep eye contact. Minnas heart and mind started racing, but Minna had just found reason for confidence and forced herself to meet and hold the closest mans gaze. “Issue with the rollers, I will have it sorted in 15 minutes”, The men inspected Minna with a look of skepticism, “Do you know what you are doing?”, Minna didnt flinch, her eyes on the man who just spoke, “This will go faster if I dont have to answer stupid questions” she moved her eyes to the other man and let her gaze rest upon him.
Conveyor belt 2
The man had nodded but Minna had held her defiant gaze for a second, filled with this unusual amount of confidence, before turning and starting to fix the issue. Bolts were unscrewed, rollers came off, rollers came on and bolts were screwed. She felt the mens presence, she had not heard them leave, she forced herself to ignore the circumstance. After a few minutes of skillful work she stood on her feet and without facing the men and exhaled a “That should do it”. The men were skeptical but remained silent. Minna turned the belt on and the belt started moving.
Minna was bursting with confidence and pride, but forcing herself to keep it cool, walking back towards her tools to pack up and leave. “Like new” one male voice said, “Cant even hear the screeching sound anymore” the other replied. Minna felt the praise like the warmest of embraces, but remained like a stone. “Should work fine, try to keep the load light for a few hours” Minna instructed. It felt beyond amazing, being in a position to offer instructions to these towers of men.. “No can do” the man to the left said and crossed his arms over his large chest, his voice sounded bothered. “Busy day huh?” Minna replied still like a stone, “Uh huh” he answered, “Processing the last of the upgraded Amy order” the other added. Minna could imagine what “Processing” meant and noticed in her periphery how his cock twitched as he said it, she forced herself not to focus her gaze. Minna was getting high on the conversation, she felt like a peer to them. “Had alot of problems with them?” she asked, still forcing her tone to lack any emotion. “Orgasm loops, alot of them, burns their circuits” the mans voice was growing deeper. Minna remembered something she heard in a recent porn movie, “Meat to the grinder huh?” she added a slight smirk, the yearning to be at their level was consuming her, the men chuckled in reply, “Thanks for your help today” the cross armed man said, “Minna” she replied offering a handshake, she got it from both, and their names, Tom and Mike, before they left her.
Minnas face broke out in a smile as the men disappeared, she stood there with her toolbox and an overwhelming sense of superiority filled her body. She floated on clouds back through the factory, replaying the conversation over and over in her head. For a month she had been fascinated with the wrecking crew and the dolls they worked, and now she felt like that top most echelon had accepted her.
The remaining workday did not break Minnas high, even though she had to spend it helping her coworkers getting done with their tasks. She worked on autopilot, her mind still occupied with the conversation and how she would tell TheBull all about it. Minna was certain that he would be proud.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/d0ubau/the_doll_factory_part_1013_slowburn