Remain in the holodeck

Holographic Ensign Linda Trask's Log, Stardate: 9306.2

This is holographic Ensign Linda Trask and I am documenting my experiences because... Well, this is something that the real Linda does... She made me like her. Well, let me start from the beginning. You see, today is my birthday.

I was created by Ensign Linda Trask to serve Ensign Kari Westland. After some rigorous testing to see if I am up to the task, Linda shut me off and went to report for duty. At least I think she shut me off. I've never experienced it before, so assume this was what happens.

What happened was, I was standing in the the holodeck, naked. Well, the naked part was from the testing. She had me... Anyways, end of story: I was naked, alone and bored.

I had been like that for what I would guess to be maybe an hour or so. Time is hard to keep track of when you have nothing to keeptrack of it. I tried accessing the computer to give me the time. Well, really to give me some clothes, since I was getting cold. The computer doesn't seem to respond to my commands though, so I was stuck without either. Fortunately my programming is able to record experiences, which is how I can keep this log.

So, here I was, alone in the holodeck with nothing to do and no one around... I did what anyone would do in that situation. Or, more specifically, what Linda would have done. I sat down in the middle of the holodeck and started to rub myself.

I don't know whether it was the virus or just Linda's latent promiscuity, but I seem to be programmed with a high sex drive. My naked body pressed down on the cold gridded floor sent shivers up my spine. I circled my bud until my folds opened to the warmth of my fingers. I parted my legs and laid back. I started thrusting my fingers inside, lifting my legs up so they dangled, bent at the knees, overhead. My fingers rubbed faster, thumb circling my bud. I curled up and rolled forward on my butt, legs still lifted up so I was rocking back and forth. My rubbing became frantic, picking up the pace while digging in deeper.

I gasped, face flushed with arousal as my fingers slickened with juice. My vigorous rubbing started sounding like wet slaps as my nether regions became well lubricated. I was looking like a sex hungry whore, but no onw could see me see I gave in to the sensation. I grunted and moan while slapping and squeezing my own body. My ass. My breasts. I changed hands just so I could taste myself.

Soon my depravity was pushing me close to the edge. With nothing holding me back in this lonely cell, I planted my feet to the floor, lifted up my hips and arched my back, pushing up with my shoulders. I pulled out my deeply entrenched fingers, letting loose a gusher of fluids! I watched my juices arc out of my pussy and heard it land with a wet splatter on the ground. The squirting lasted a good few seconds, feeling like I was draining myself of all liquids. Finally, all emptied of sex juices, I laid back down, flat to the ground and smiled at myself for the guilty pleasure.

It was then that the holodeck flashed out and was replaced by what appeared to be a studio. There were paint easles in the center of the room in a semi circle facing a raised floor where I was sitting. I peeked to the floor in front of me, relieved to find my puddle cleaned up by the scene change. I looked up in front of me and saw outside the giant glass windows, a forest and lake. They were picturesque.

"Oh! I didn't know you were in here!"

I turned to see a slender redhead wearing a white frock and painter's cap. I got up to approach her when her suddenly flushed face reminded me of my nudity. I paused and tried to cover up.

"I'm sorry, I can come back another time!"

She quickly turned to leave, but I called out to her, "Wait!" I wanted her to stay and keep me company. Seeing another person was a relief and I didn't know when someone else would be by. I feared the isolation abd was willing to do anything to keep this person around.