"Kylie's" private time begins...

Kyle shut his eyes tightly as he expected the appendages to drag him through some restraining sequence like they had when he was given his “release”, but instead found that the only things the arms did was take his hair and tie it into a tight ponytail before releasing him back onto the floor in front of the mirror. Looking down, Kyle saw that the dildo had been affixed to the mirror and shuddered.

“While you were out, I downloaded research on the most efficient methods of fellatio. In accordance with your goals to find a boyfriend this summer, I will ensure that you can perform all tasks that may be necessary.” MARCI stated. “Please kneel down.”

“Please don’t make me do this, I’m not a girl!” Kyle shouted.

“Please kneel down, Mistress. If you do not, I will be **** to provide corrective assistance.” MARCI said.

All of Kyle’s body was telling him to rebel, telling him to fight the crazy computer, but experience had taught Kyle that it didn’t matter how hard he fought, how much he tried to explain, it wouldn’t make a lick of difference. But his spirit wasn’t crushed yet, and so Kyle stood, defiant, with his feet planted firmly on the ground, or at least as firmly as it could be in a pair of wedge heels, and he shook his head.

“I’m not kneeling down for you! I don’t want to learn how to suck a dick!” Kyle shouted.

“Corrective action sequence activated.” MARCI stated as the high-pitched whining began once more and MARCI’s appendages flew from the wall to grab Kyle’s arms and legs.

Kyle doubled over, clutching his head with both hands when the appendages grabbed him and repositioned his body into a kneeling pose, and took his hands away from his head and placed them onto the dildo, but didn’t release them, he was back to that strange, not restrained, but restricted situation that he’d been in the past two days during his “daily orgasms”.

“Once you have begun the process to engage in fellatio, you must ensure that your partner is properly prepared. For this, you may use your hands to stroke the head and shaft.” MARCI said.

Great, the computer wasn’t just about blowjobs, it was also giving him a crash course in handjobs as well! When Kyle didn’t immediately start moving his hands, he felt a light shock that caused him to clench his fists around the dildo and the appendages began moving his hands up and down the shaft. Kyle winced as MARCI brought another appendage down and his hands were taken off the dildo momentarily so MARCI could squeeze some liquid onto them, before resuming the stroking. Kyle could tell from the feeling that it was lube, and Kyle tried to relax his hands but every time he did the shocks **** him to clench again. The experience went on for several minutes, taking Darla’s “really savor the experience” tip literally, but eventually the appendages began to slow down, which Kyle realized was the calm before the storm.

“Please, MARCI, don’t do this…” Kyle pleaded, staring down the head of the dildo.

“When you’re ready to move on and your partner is properly lubricated, then you can begin fellatio. You may begin.” MARCI stated.

“I’m not going to do that!” Kyle screamed, craning his head away from the dildo.

With his entire body held in place, there wasn’t much else he could do to move, but MARCI had already prepared for that, two appendages with hands on the end grabbing the sides of his head and moving him towards the dildo. It **** his lips to touch the tip, glistening from the lube, but Kyle kept his teeth clenched and jaw set. But MARCI continued to **** Kyle’s head forward and eventually, Kyle’s resolve faltered for a moment as a shock was sent through his body, and his mouth opened for a split second, long enough for MARCI to **** the dildo into it.

“Mmph!” Kyle tried to use his hands, still wrapped around the end of the dildo, to **** his head back, but MARCI’s appendages were hard at work forcing his head to bob up and down, Kyle’s gag reflex being triggered with every thrust.

MARCI, to her credit, had done copious amounts of research into fellatio and what were typical situations. As a computer, MARCI had no emotions, but knew that displays such as oral sex were heavily involved with emotions, and knew that it was done to forge an emotional connection as well as sexual. While her mistress had many suitors, Greg was the only one thus far who she seemed interested in, which must mean something. And thanks to the tips from Darla, Robin and Melissa, MARCI had some hands-on experience in addition to the clinical research to base her training methods on. Knowing that this practice was for Kylie’s upcoming date with Greg, MARCI took some initiative and uploaded the recently received selfie from Greg to the mirror, placing the picture in the proper place, and adding in some of the voice samples of Greg that it had fabricated for Kylie’s morning routine.

“Oh, Kylie, you feel so good!” Greg’s voice rang out.

Kyle could only groan as his head was **** back and forth over the shaft of the dildo, the silicone monster filling his mouth. He shut his eyes to try to avoid seeing Greg looming over him, smiling.

MARCI was fully satisfied with Kylie's performance thus far, it was a little shaky at first, but with MARCI’s help, she was getting into it and the longer it went on, the better Kylie was getting. MARCI also knew that recipients of oral sex, particularly male partners receiving it from female partners, often responded to this activity by holding onto ponytails or the back of the female’s head, obviously on an attempt to connect with the partner, as human touch displays fondness and affection. In keeping with that, MARCI changed up her tactic and moved one hand to the top of Kylie’s head while the other gripped onto the ponytail and continued thrusting.

“Good girl, Kylie.” the Greg voice said in a reassuring tone.

Thankfully for Kyle, this experience was all about satisfying his potential partner and not about his own satisfaction, so at the very least, he could find solace in the fact that he wasn’t being brought to orgasm once again. But that was a very small mercy and one that was far from Kyle’s mind as he was **** to suck on the dildo.

The problem with the entire scenario was that, for a human being, the experience would end when Kylie’s partner reached orgasm, but with a computer using a silicone dildo, there was no orgasm to be brought to, so Kyle just had to think about other things while he awaited the end of MARCI’s “training”. Unfortunately, all he could think about was his current predicament and how everyone either seemed to be well-meaning but way off base, like Darla and Uncle Mark, or purposefully vengeful, like Sam, whose fault this entire mess was, and yet Kyle was the one being punished for it.

Eventually, MARCI’s appendages slowed down and Kyle was released, although he found himself continuing to bob on his own for a few moments before he realized that he was free. Letting go of the dildo, Kyle rubbed his fingers, soaked with lube, together before he pushed with all his might onto the mirror and fell back onto the ground, his mouth finally free of foreign objects. He took several deep breaths and swallowed hard as the gravity of the situation hit him now that the tension was off and like the other day, he started sobbing.

MARCI took care of her mistress, running him through a quick shower to clean off the lube and sweat, along with a good teeth brushing, not that there was anything in his mouth apart from the taste of lubed silicone, and redressed him in a fresh bra and panties, then a pair of hot pink yoga pants and a pink lace camisole, before placing him back onto the bed. The spa trip had taken most of the morning and hanging out with the girls until mid-afternoon. After the training it was just about sunset.

“Feel free to utilize your evening, Mistress.” MARCI stated as Kyle sat blankly on the bed and stared into space.