You awaken in your chambers – what you’ve only known to be my basement. You hear the elevator on the far side of the dark room, a noise you’ve become all too familiar with as it means I am coming down to use you for the night once more. Your eyes instinctively look to the metal panels along the metal walls – mechanical compartments housing an array of sex toys and mechanisms you’ve become familiar with over these past couple years in service to me.
You look back towards the elevator, and see me walk out – however this time something new comes along. You’re not usually surprised by my interests of the night, but your eyes widen as you see an exact clone of yourself being led in by my arm. I smile at you on the bed, and then smack your clone’s ass. You feel the sensation ripple through your own cheeks as if I hit yours instead.
You look at me, confused. You know that genetic cloning has been a thing but you never knew that they made so much progress so much that they could make an actual clone. Much less have such a physical connection with the main body. You instinctively lick your lips as you see me walking towards you. Sitting up on your red satin sheets, you rub your thigh in anticipation.