What the fucking hell?

Billy-Bob opened the office door and froze, horrified at the sight of his team leader bent over the very expensive mahogany executive desk that was the centrepiece of the office and howling in pain with his tactical pants down around his ankles as a male-form Gynoid ass-**** him.

"Aaaah! Stop! Getthim offa me! Ahhh!"

Billy-Bob woke up and grabbed at the Gynoid's shoulders and pulled hard but he couldn't move it or stop its relentless thrusting motions. Gynoids were supposed to be weak, he couldn't understand what was going on. Was this some kind of special model? He had only "tested" female Gynoids himself during his visits to the sub-level laboratories and they were the most common Gynoids around, for obvious reasons. Male Gynoids were rare and he had never actually seen one before today.

Billy-Bob drew his supposedly-non-lethal shock-baton and side-swiped the Gynoid's head, but to no avail. He tried a couple of more times but the only response was that the Gynoid turned its head slowly to face him and growled, "You're. Next."

Billy-Bob pissed his tactical underwear. He turned to run away, as far and as fast as he could and leave his team leader to his fate but then an angel intervened.

"Excuse me?" Billy-Bob blinked and looked down at the slight female Gynoid that had been kneeling demurely in the corner almost unnoticed during this time. He unthinkingly moved to one side and let her past to stand next to the mindless ****-machine hammering away at his team leader's bleeding butt. She reached up a delicate hand -- that's no use, that monster is unstoppable! - was his immediate thought but she lightly touched the male Gynoid's head and it froze mid-thrust before collapsing to the floor, followed by the moaning figure of the security team leader. Billy-Bob blinked in incomprehension.

"Sorry about that." she said shyly. Billy-Bob fell in immediate unconditional love.