Let's masturbate

Jake thought on it for a moment; What more relief could I get from this?
But then it hit him. Relief, duh!

Jake struggled to let out his next order, as he did not want this experience to end. Maybe he could have a better experience if he had more than just one person at his mercy? Thoughts for later...
Jake mustered up the fortitude, and said "Fuckbot, sit in a chair across from me." One could easily read the nervousness in his voice. This was going to be a real test of the fabric's mind over-writing capabilities.

"Affirmative, sitting in a chair, now." His mother droned. She swiftly, but stiffly, propped herself back up on her feet, spun a chair around, and sat in it facing Jake. Her back was straight, her breasts were still on display, and her face stared straight ahead at nothing, with intense focus, as was her new norm. She opened her mouth, as if to speak, when Jake interrupted her.

"Expose your pussy and masturbate to the sight of me masturbating." He croaked out.
Jake's heart felt like a water balloon that was just a couple drops of water from exploding. That is, until he heard his mother's response...

"Affirmative, beginning masturbation, now."
She said, still completely lacking emotion or any tone. Quickly, her suit was unzipped below as well, and her hand was mechanically stroking and teasing her clit. Once she had aroused herself enough to produce some of her own lubrication, she slowly slipped a finger inside herself.

It was then that Jake remembered to begin masturbating, himself. So he fished his dick out of his pants, and began gently stroking himself to the glory before him. As he reached peak rigidity, the fembot took notice. Her motions became slightly faster, albeit still very much mechanical.
His order to masturbate to the sight of him masturbating seemed to be holding. Jake surmised that he could give any order and she'd obey; since this one didn't snap his mother out of her persona. But that could be tested once this one is completed.

Jake and his mother eyed each other while touching themselves furiously, until his fembot suddenly shuddered. Jake was unsure what this meant, and slowed his motions, despite being close to climax. His concerns were nullified however, when she spoke:

"Orgasm achieved, masturbation concluded. How else may this unit serve you, master?"

And for some reason, despite Jake's slow strokes, *that* was what sent him over the edge.

He squirted a few thick strands of cum out onto the floor, while a few last drops dribbled down his cock. Thinking, perhaps a little quicker than he usually did, Jake roared his next command:

"Clean my dick and all this cum with your mouth!"

It was a panicked decision, as he did not want that dripping jizz to get on his work pants, but he also didn't want to get his own cum on his hands if he didn't need to.

"Affirmative, cleaning ejaculate, now." His fembot said, as Jake watched a drop get dangerously close to dripping off his dick onto his pants.
That is, until his fembot's mouth clamped around him as if it were her entire purpose for existing.

While bent at the waist, she sucked and licked for a few moments, before swallowing with an audible gulp. Jake twitched and squirmed under her oral ministrations. He knew full well she wasn't doing it for his pleasure, but because she was told to. Regardless, it felt amazing, until she unceremoniously unclasped her mouth from his dick, and moved to the floor.

Not missing a beat, his fembot exposed her tongue. She dropped to her knees near the cum, and dutifully licked it all. She was completely unconcerned that the floor may be extremely dirty. Luckily, she was both a hard worker and an experienced home-maker, so the floor was washed regularly enough that Jake wasn't concerned about anything more than some dust getting in her mouth.

When she was done, she stood in front of Jake, at attention once again. Focused dead ahead, she droned, as always:

"Sanitation complete."

Jake gave himself a moment to relax and get his heart rate back to normal.
After a few minutes, he was ready for his next order.