The decision is taken out of your hands

Anko seems to smirk at you and suddenly and you quickly find yourself pinned back against the wall of your room, Anko’s hand slipping down the front of your pants and groping your quickly growing erection through your boxers. This is all a bit of a shock, since while you were flipping through the manual, you hadn’t read anywhere that Anko was going to be demanding or was going to take action without being told to before. You wonder briefly if perhaps you have received some sort of damaged goods, and you wonder if perhaps you have gotten yourself into more of a situation than you were prepared for. You wonder if you can send her back with some sort of note that says she is obviously broken.

The thoughts of sending Anko back are quickly cleared from your mind when she gently licks at your ear, and unzips your pants. Even if this is some sort of malfunction caused by damaged materials, it is hard not to be totally turned on by the fact that Anko’s powerful body has you pinned to your wall, and she seems intent on doing all of the things to you that you had been planning to do to her.

You gasp softly as you are freed from your boxers and her fingers quickly wrap around your shaft before slipping back and forth along your length. You can feel Anko’s hard nipples as they press into your chest through your shirt. You can feel her hot breath on your ear. Her free hand slowly comes down to the remote, which you are still holding, and she gently eases it out of your grip and places it carefully on the bedside table, which she can still reach from where she has you pressed to the wall.

You realize only too late that the remote control was probably the only way that you were likely to escape the lustful grasp of your new playmate. It looks like you are now at the mercy of your new playmate, whether she is damaged, or this is all some sort of a ‘thank you for shopping with us’ setup stops mattering very quickly, as you realize that Anko probably isn’t going to tire out like an actual person would. You feel her lips descend onto your neck as she gently kisses and nips at the skin there, and you wonder briefly if it is possible to die from exhaustion from sex.