Commands, hmm? Tell me more.

I had to say, I was impressed by the device...as disturbing as it was in appearance. I wondered if it was designed to only work on robo-sluts. "So...what else can this thing do? Just pleasure and pain?" I asked. Flonne shook her head rapidly. I don't think she was answering my question, so much as begging me not to ask it.

Etna put an arm around me, pressing her cheek to mine. "John, John, John! That's only scratching the surface of what this baby can do!" Etna said, sounding like the sales lady for it. Laharla huffed, possibly from watching me come into close contact with Etna.

"She's right," Laharla spoke up, trying to steal the reins from Etna. "For example...activate neural interface." Upon the final word in that sentence, the device beeped and Flonne's eyes widened. "Dance, Love Freak!" Against her will, Flonne began to dance a little jig. It was a clumsy little thing, probably because she was trying to NOT dance despite the machine's intent.

My eye twitched. "So...it's controlling her motor functions...from her pussy?" I asked, trying to wrap my brain around the concept. Etna nodded. "Makes perfect sense, right?" ...I couldn't tell if she was being sarcastic or not. Either way, that was kind of scary...and a bit creepy.

"What if I wanted Flonne to undergo non-stop orgasm?" I asked. No sooner had the words left my mouth did the device beep and Flonne fell to the ground, screaming in tortured pleasure, bucking uncontrollably. "...well, that answers that..."