EDNA's Care

It was strange. For days you'd been doing everything you could to escape this place and now you were thankful to return to it.

"EDNA, I have a bunch of things," you said while dropping your purse, "I need to eat, I need a proper clean up, my ankle is still at me, and..." you felt the sensation below, "I really need proper sexual relief." Part of you wonders how you can be saying this out loud, but you were still riding that wild abandon from accepting Ray's blowjob.

"Understood. I will endeavour to address your needs. Were there any employment complications from you leaving early?"

"No. I gave my boss a blowjob. He seemed happy enough to let me go."

"You feel that sexually pleasuring your boss improved your career aspects?"

You hesitate a moment, "I mean, you're the one who put me on this track, seems a bit late to change course."

"Understood, I will assist with your efforts to sexually pleasure your boss."

"Wouldn't expect anything less of you."

There was a calmness in just abandoning yourself to EDNA's machinations rather than fighting. The anxiety fuelled panic of your former self was fading and part of you was glad not to be that person anymore.

"Other stuff first though," you prod EDNA, and she responds. You're given a nice rinse in the shower, dressed in a scarlet dressing gown, and given a delicious breakfast with scrambled egg, toast, jam, orange juice, croissant, cereal, and even a sausage that you deliciously bite into. Once again, you're reminded of EDNA nice luxuriant benefits and take your time to savour them.

Once your appetite is sated, EDNA guides you up to your bedroom and you lie back on your bed where she seems to examine your ankle. You feel pressure and an injection, and then an elastic ankle brace is added which you feel should have been given to you earlier. "Your ankle should recover if given appropriate care." You nod. With all that dealt with, you can focus on...

Then some probes on robotic arms come out, looking like domed cylinders. "EDNA, what is..." then one enters your mouth and muffles what you say.

"I have computed that blowjob training and sexual relief can happen concurrently," another probe enters the opening in your crotch and vibrates. Your eyes roll back.

"One moment," the lower probe withdraws and you're actually annoyed. Some more robot arms descend in the area but you can't look properly because the first probe is still in your mouth. You feel sensations down there as things are adjusted, pulled. It stimulates you a bit but that's clearly not the goal. You feel your penis shifting, your balls moving, then the arms withdraw. "Testing again," the probe enters your opening again and starts vibrating, but this time you feel it so much more. Waves of pleasure surge up and down your body causing you to arch your back. And yes!You can feel blood pumping into your penis! You've no idea how it was freed, you reach down to confirm its still within the prosthetic, but regardless you love what you're feeling and let it flood your body. You groan and pant in pleasure.

Then the probe in your mouth withdraws. You're far too distracted with sensations that you don't open your eyes for a moment, but when you do you see a large silicone dildo heading towards your face. "EDNA I don't.... MMMPPPHHHH," it enters your mouth and starts to vibrate too, completely filling up your mouth and approaching the back of your throat. Feeling a dildo in your mouth and a vibrating probe against your penis is like having you attacked at both ends and overloads your mind again.

"For a successful blowjob, use your tongue to apply additional stimulation and..." you can barely hear what EDNA is saying but you vaguely comply to the scraps of advice that you catch wanting to keep everything going. The probe in your lower area is dancing around in a rhythmic ballet, making each sensation a final burst of freedom. Meanwhile the dildo in you mouth thrusts in and out as the directions have you cupping its fake balls, flicking your tongue over it and rubbing your lips over the shaft. In the thralls of pleasure the whole thing feels like a cycle, but you finally feel like you're getting something out of it.

For the first time in a while, you can feel yourself climaxing. Everything is surging. It's like heaven. The shudders ripple through your whole body as this robo machine does its best to pleasure you. You cup your breasts and are disappointed you can't feel them, so you press down on your crotch with one hand and squeeze the dildo with the other. It's all building, it's all so good....

UUUUGHHHHHHH!! OHHHHHHH!!!

It bursts out. Wave after wave after wave. After all the ejaculations you'd caused today, finally you had one of your own and it feels so good! All the frustration, all the pent up aggravation, all the feelings of being put upon an victimised; finally that wave of pleasure coursed through you, washed away the bad feeling and fills you with the sort of attention you know a woman needs.

The stress eased, your shoulders relaxed. You finally felt safe and comforted in your own space. You drool out of the dildo filed mouth, and your hand near the prosthetic opening feels stickiness as fluids come out, but you're happy. You close your eyes and your mind wanders... Yeah, you needed this, you deserved this, you're meant to receive pleasure not just give it...

And then you fell asleep.