The Carrot

"Tell you what." He says, smirking. "I'm willing to try it your way."

"You... are?" I say, surprised and uncertain.

"Yes, let's try the carrot rather than the stick. You please me, you get rewards."

For some reason, I just don't believe him. Perhaps I know myself too well. But... I can't think of any other move except playing along for now.

"If you let me watch, I'll let you touch yourself." He offers.

Well, that seems pretty straightfoward. There's no room for tricks there. Perhaps I should feel more self-conscious about doing this in front of him, but I'm really eager to try this pussy out first-hand and also he's already seen a lot. And also, I'm hardly a prude.

I raise my skirt and let him watch as I explore my brand new hairless cunt and clit. It feels exactly how one would expect, and yet it's also impossible for someone who doesn't have one to fully appreciate what it's like.

His cock is still out, from when I almost gave it a blowjob, and it's fully erect. He takes it in his right hand and starts masturbating. Should I complain? Oh fuck, I'm too turned on.

"Wait there." He says suddenly, and goes into the bedroom to retrieve something.

Returning to the living room, he hands me his ex-girlfriend's old clit stimulator which she left behind. It's a modern model that uses rapid air movements to create a sucking effect.

It's a little creepy that he wants me to use his ex's toy, but then perhaps the main reason it's creepy is that he still has it at all, and I can't judge him for that since that decision happened before the mind clone.

Getting the clit stimulator into position, and turning it on, I'm taken to a whole new world of womanly pleasure. Does clitoral stimulation feel this incredible for all women?! I've never felt anything like it. Then I remember what the woman said when she was unboxing me - my sexual sensitivity has been raised to above normal human levels. That's why the butt plug hurt so much. So, they feel something like this, but not quite so insanely strongly.

My arousal grows quickly, and I realise that if this continues, it won't be long until I have my first ever clitoral orgasm.

And then it dawns on me. What he's planning. I know him too well. He doesn't plan to let me cum. He's going to pull my hands away at the last minute, having tricked me into edging myself, and then use my state of arousal to coax me into pleasuring him.

Well, unfortunately for him, I can predict his moves, and always be one step ahead. All I have to do is hide my arousal, and pretend I'm not yet near the edge. Then I can surprise him with the orgasm, before he has a chance to deny it.

As an avid poker player, my poker face is well practised. I do my utmost to pretend that it feels interesting, kind of nice, but not yet bringing me near to orgasmic bliss. I nod my head thoughtfully, as if saying "Hmm, yeah, this is quite impressive." He watches me intently, which a more clueless doll would assume is just a hungry sexual gaze, but I know is actually him carefully looking for signs that I might be getting close.

The pressure starts to build inside me. This feels very very similar to the feeling I got as a man when I was nearing the brink. It's very difficult to control my breathing and not give the game away, but I do my best.

"This isn't bad at all. Thank you, Master." People just about to have an orgasm don't usually offer conversational chatter. Hopefully that will throw him of.

"You're welcome." He says kindly, slowly stroking his shaft as he watches me.

This is it. I can tell that my orgasm is moments away. It's already too late. He can't stop me.

"I guess I'm not your anal only **** after all, then. Because this doll is... cumming... cumming... cumming...."

It's taking longer than I expected for the orgasm to actually happen. And also, equally surprisingly, Original is making no move to yank the toy away.

I'm right on the edge. But every time I feel the orgasm just about to properly start, it just doesn't. It's infuriating. It's like I'm somehow edging myself even though I shouldn't be.

"Something wrong?" He asks, all too knowingly.

"What's happening to me?" I ask desperately.

"I disabled your ability to orgasm." He says simply.

"I didn't hear you say any commands?!" I reply, shocked.

"I disabled your ability to hear the commands first." He says with a smirk. "Enable voice command recognition."

"When I disable command recognition, you won't register that you've heard me disable it and you won't be able to hear any commands I say after that. I can change a whole lot of things whenever I want, without you even knowing. Just not your personality, apparently, because of the law here, or something."

"Please... please let me cum. I'm begging you. I need this so badly." I beg, and I'm not lying. I really need this.

"Set nipple sensitivity to 0%."
"Set vaginal sensitivity to 0%."
"Set clitoral sensitivity to 0%."

Suddenly my clit is completely numb, and I can't feel the toy at all. And yet, the deep throbbing inside it, the desperation to cum, is still there.

"Enable orgasms."

"There you go, you can cum again now." He says cheekily.

"We both know you must made me completely numb down there!" I whine.

"Oh gosh, I did, didn't I!" He says with mock sudden realisation. "Well, I guess the question you have to ask yourself is, how should a sex **** called Buttslut make herself cum?"

...Damn. He's got me exactly where he wants me. I was never one step ahead at all.