Yes, with...interesting results

I bite my lip indecisively. Before I can make up my mind, the girl has disappeared out the door, leaving me all alone surrounded by dozens of pleasure models.

Internally, I shrug. If needed, I can always yank this thing out of my asshole and leave this place. There are no other restraints keeping me bound. For now, at least, I'm content to remain, hands interlaced behind my head. The dildo radiates a comfortable warmth inside my rectum--and buzzes occasionally, keeping me at a steady state of heightened arousal. What was it the girl said--that this was meant to charge me up? If I was an electronic machine, this would no doubt be energizing my battery. On a flesh-and-blood woman, however, the effect is more...aphrodisiacal. I'm well on my way to another anal orgasm.

The door opens, and three people enter--a woman and two men, all dressed professionally.

"You wanna start inspection with the new units that came in yesterday?" asks one of the men, the younger one. He looks like he's in his late twenties--short black hair, face still boyish, but slightly lined.

"Yeah...let's see..." says the older man. "Unit 4834-A, one of the 5X models. We can start there."

The woman consults the tablet in her hand before surveying the entire room with a frown. "Am I crazy?" she says. "Or is there a discrepancy here? The numbers aren't matching up."

Shit, it looks like I'm about to be found out. Oh well, it was fun while it lasted. The thrill of imminent discovery--in conjunction with the buzzing in my ass--catapults me to a new level of arousal. Suddenly, I'm struggling to stay upright, my knees visibly trembling.

The woman notices. "Hey!" She points at me. "What's going on with that one?"

Before any of the three humans have time to reach me, I hit my peak. A spurt of fluid from my pussy gushes down my thighs. Waves of bliss lap my entire body, and I open my mouth to let out an orgasmic scream.

I'm shocked to hear my scream mimicked--from the artificial throats of the other pleasure models. All around me, I see motion--some of the models reaching down to pull the dildos out of their rectums while others vacate their positions in the grid, rushing towards the three people at the front of the room.

"What the fuck!" exclaims the younger man as two of the models grab him on either side while a third plants a kiss on his lips. His final word echoes in the room, over and over--"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"--spoken by the models in perfect synchronization as they go about their tasks.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

The woman and the other man are similarly seized, the clothing torn from all three.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

Pleasure models stream through the door and into the hallway beyond. I can hear the first of distant screams.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

I'm left all alone on the grid, standing there with the dildo still lodged in my asshole, barely recovered from my orgasm. I...don't know what to do. Do I just stay there and watch? Do I try to help the poor humans in front of me? Do I run and hide?