Intruder Alert

“Welcome home, Doctor Smith,” Dave heard a vaguely familiar voice from his living room. He felt all the bliss, all the joy from his amazing orgasm flee, only to be replaced by terror and and a sense of violation. Who could have gotten into his apartment? What was their intention?

Quietly and quickly, Dave climbed to his feet and turned to unlock the door and run. No sooner had his fingers touched the deadbolt when, “Alexa, please have Doctor Smith join me in the living room.”

“Joining you in the living room,” The AI said. Instantly, Dave’s body turned and walked straight into the lion’s den. He had never felt so ****, so powerless. The sky outside had clouded over, and the lights were off in the apartment, so it was dim in the living room, but not so dim that Dave couldn’t made out the figure sitting on his couch, feet on is coffee table. It was…