He has plans

Callum reached out and slapped her face hard enough to turn it sideways and yet his mother didn’t stop speaking, continued chanting for a while before jerking back, looking at him as she continued the task he had given her.

He reached under her skirt. The black pencil skirt was still the same one she had worn that morning, only now it covered a body made of metal. His hand found the space between her thighs. The pussy under his fingers felt like rubber, soft, slightly yielding, warm in a way the rest of her wasn’t. He pressed two fingers against it and felt the material give. That made sense. A sexbot that couldn’t be fucked would be useless.

“Lets–”

A knock on the door cut him off.

Callum panicked. He had completely forgotten how frequently people visited his mother’s office. Secretaries, department heads, interns with questions, someone was always coming by. He knew he had to stay on top of the situation without drawing too much attention.

“Margobot, hide under the desk and stay completely silent.”

He said it quickly. To her credit the sexbot moved with an impressive pace. The chanting stopped mid-sentence. She dropped to her knees, the metal joints clicking softly, she crawled around and under the desk in one smooth motion. The black skirt rode up as she went. Callum caught a last glimpse of the rubber pussy before she disappeared into the shadows under the desk.

He quickly followed suit, dropping into her chair and clearing his throat.

“Come in.”

The door opened. His mother’s secretary walked in with a stack of papers in her hands.

“Miss Dra–”

She stopped when she noticed Callum sitting at the boss’s desk. One eyebrow went up.

“Oh, don’t be too surprised now,” Callum said. He kept his voice steady and confident even while his heart hammered. “Mom had to leave for some important work so she’s left me in charge. I don’t want to be disturbed, so clear the schedule. I’ll… uh, Miss Drake will be dealing with all that later.”

The secretary still looked suspicious. Her eyes flicked from his face to the messy papers still scattered on the floor, then back again. But he outranked her by being the boss’s son. After a second she just nodded, turned and closed the door behind her.

Callum sighed. That was a close one. He waited until the footsteps faded down the hall before he looked under the desk.

His new sexbot was crammed in on all fours, metal body folded into the tight space, glowing blue eyes staring straight ahead at nothing. The black skirt was still hiked up around her waist. The rubber pussy was visible between her rigid thighs.

“Well, if you’re already in there, might as well make yourself useful and suck my cock while I work on some things, eh?”

Callum said it with a knowing smirk. He leaned back in the chair and spread his legs a little wider.

“A—affirmative…” Margobot’s voice came out from under the desk.

Was that some resistance even in this state? Callum liked the thought of that.

She opened her mouth. The metal jaw moved with a soft mechanical sound. Her hands reached up slowly, joints clicking and pulled his pants open. Cool metallic fingers wrapped around his cock and guided it forward. Then she took him in.

Callum leaned back in the chair and let out a slow breath as the metal mouth closed around him. The sensation was strange at first, cold, nothing like real thing, but the rubber tongue that pressed along the underside of his cock made up for it. Margobot took him deeper without hesitation, the synthetic throat opening to accept every inch until her expressionless metal face was pressed flush against his crotch.

She started moving. The motion was steady and mechanical, head bobbing at an even pace while the rubber insides of her mouth worked him with perfect pressure. Callum could hear the soft whir of her joints under the desk each time she pulled back and sank down again. He rested one hand on the top of her rigid head, fingers sliding over her hair and pushed her down a little harder just to feel her take it.

“That’s it,” he muttered. “Good little sexbot.”

The chanting from earlier still echoed in his head. He knew she was in there, forced to feel every second of this, forced to service him while the programming kept her silent and obedient. The thought made his cock throb against the rubber tongue. He thrust up into her mouth once, then again, using the grip on her head to set a rougher pace. Margobot adjusted instantly, metal hands braced on his thighs, glowing blue eyes staring blankly forward while she let him fuck her throat. Inside, Margot was screaming but no voice came out.

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