Bill ran his fingers down the mindless girl's pants leg. He needed her to be perfect and do everything that he wanted her to. He stopped just short of her pussy and the body shuddered with pleasure.

"Hm... Muscle memory?" Bill said to no one.

He returned to his computer and looked at Personality Programs he had created. They were originally designed for robot slaves that would follow his command. When his father found out Bill was using them to clean the house he grounded him. And made sure Bill dismantled the machines, due to him not respecting hard work. Well, Bill thought, isn't it ironic then that dad will become one.

The one that he was leaning to was the Sex ****. Programmed to act as though they were a Sex Slaved owned by Bill. Originally he was going to use this for a Gyroid he was in-process of making, but with his father's purge he had to strap the project. "Oh, the things you'll do for me, Dad," Bill said to the mindless body.

Bill hit the switch, his father's new female form writhing in ecstasy. Her nipples were poking through her shirt. There was a satisfying moan and the job was done.

Bill removed the device from her head. "Are you alright?" Bill asked.

The woman squirmed in her own juices, her eyes closed. "Yes, master," she responded with a sultry voice.

"Excellent," Bill said, "What is you name?"

"A **** doesn't have a name, unless a master wills it."

Bill's smile widened, "Your new name is Crystal."

"Thank you, master!" squealed Crystal, hugging Bill. Her jacket and tie brushed against him.

"We need to get you some new clothes. Take off my father's clothes."

"As you wish," Crystal said as she begun to slowly untie her tie letting it fall to the ground. She threw her jacket onto a nearby chair. Her long finger nails slid down her shirt's buttons revealing her soft flesh. The shirt slid of her arms exposing her perky breasts. She gyrated her hips as she unbuckled her belt, her pants and boxers fell unceremoniously . Her revealed pussy was dripping wet.

"Do you need help, master?" Crystal said staring at Bill's crotch.

Bill had been entranced by her striptease that he hadn't noticed the growing bulge in his pants.

"Let me help," she pressed her hand onto Bill's chest sliding down to his fly until she was on her knees.

"You don't... Wooow!"

The satisfying sound of Bill's fly being undone precluded Crystal grabbing his member. The long stuff shaft was engulfed by her voluptuous lips. She kissed the tip sweetly, first above then below, making sure to give each inch of flesh the necessary appreciation. She pulled back for a second to lick the shaft from tip to balls. Then she engulfed the hard wood pulling back and forth as she deep throated the cock.

Bill had to grab hold of his desk as Crystal broke her blowjob and used her hand to stroke his penis. The saliva acting as lubrication as she slowly moved up and down the shaft. His throbbing member at a critical point.

Crystal returned her mouth around his throbbing cock. She slid back and forth down it using her tongue to tickle the tip when she could. And then eruption, she pulled back away slowly milky white jizz dropped from Bill's cock as Crystal's mouth dropped with it as well. She looked lovingly up at him not dating to cleaning of her master's love in his presence.

"Did I do well, master?" Crystal said licking at her lips.

"You did," Bill said, stroking her cheek.