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Reversing the K: Surprises

The next day, the same as the previous the toy is let out of the mold, pleased to see its Maker, with its paired toy B-1374 standing beside it this time, “Morning Maker, B-toy,” it says with a playful yawn, grinding against the feline’s hands as they both work together to pull it out of the mold. The sergal looks over its form, everything seemingly the same as it was the previous day, its body feeling more set in than ever, “It hopes you are both doing well today.”

K-2373 mews, leaning in close, “Oh we are doing fine. It wants to tell you that you have about four hours free to check out the store, play around and then it wants you to meet us in this one’s main room as it has some plans for us.”

?-2003 murrs, stepping fully out of the mold, “Of course Maker, this one has a good sense of time,” it says, hips swaying moving in closer to grind itself against the feline.

B-1374 moves in a hand running align the twitching lengths, “Please, ?-2003, this one thinks you should wait till its time not before,” it says giving a head nod as if it is winking through the red blind fold, that is perpetually over its eyes.

K-2373 mews, “As much as it loves to really get to see you in full, finalized and complete as you are. B-toy is completely right,” it says, gently grinding itself against ?-2003, “It is looking forward to your domineering style. It has been wanting it for a long time, without anything else to worry about,” it purrs, running its hand across ?-2003’s smooth white rubber chest, “Wouldn’t you agree?”

The sergal murrs softly, moving in closer, “It agrees, to give you the fun you deserve,” it says giving a playful kiss on the feline’s cheek, “Shall it get to work? Find a few more toys to give them a little bit of fun?” it asks with a playful smirk.

“Please do. It’s had glowing reviews, and that little bound fox will get to spend some time in the vac bed, it's a wonderful idea to add to the ambiance. Speaking of which, the room has been cleaned and customers have been asking to use the room, so that it will be open to the customers, it can’t let you hold down a room for so long again.”

“Awe… but this one understands any other rooms you might recommend in case this one runs into a toy that is just begging to be used and locked up.”

It smirks, pressing its finger on the sergal’s lips, silencing it, “This one has something just in mind, and it will need you specifically for it, to do some thorough testing of some of the equipment there. We have a new sci-fi sex room that has a lovely theme, with plenty of machines to really pound in the pleasure. Use that room, and give this one your thoughts when you are done. And remember, four hours, this’s room, got it?”

?-2003 teasingly suckles K-2373 finger, sliding off of it with a pop, “Of course, Maker. This one has a steel trap, and it won’t forget. Thank you for this opportunity as it becomes a great toy for you.”

“Please, you are a great toy, and your position within the store will be known once you’re done, done.”

Its eyes light up, “Oh that is just wonderful to know,” it says, slinking down the pedestal, “And fear not Maker, this one won’t let you down.”

K-2373 looks at the toy scampering off, glancing over at the other mold, “This one is sure you won’t. You never have before,” it mews, grabbing B-toy’s hand, giving it a long and passionate kiss, “Come we should get everything ready for it.”

“With pleasure Maker,” it says with a soft purr.

The sergal toy slink out onto the store floor. The doors have been open for less than an hour. Customers moving through the store, the delightful aroma of the cafe hitting its nose, “This one should take a peek over there, it feels like a while since it last has,” it says, sauntering its way over, seeing the toys working together to serve the customers.

The human Gale is pleasantly enjoying his drink, his cat ears twitching when he admires the movement of the toys, till it catches sight of the sergal. He blushes, “Oh my… that is a fine looking femboy toy,” he mutters.

“Thank you!” exclaims ?-2003, waving at him.

The red and black demonic toy from the other day chuckles as the flow of the day, shifts gear and now looking at the two, “Well isn’t that just perfect, and this one couldn't agree with their assessment more.”

M-7373 makes its way across the cafe, “This one wasn’t told you were going to be working here today, ?-2003.”

It stands toe to toe with the feline, “Oh, this one isn’t. But it hasn’t been here in a while, and it felt it should take a visit. It’s curious that you have repeat customers for several days just to have some tea. We are rather far out for such a thing.”

“We offer free Wi-Fi, so those who can work from home can come here and work if they need some inspiration or a place where they can calmly and soothingly work,” it states leaning in close, running its finger across the toy’s chest, “It’s sure you can understand that.”

“Oh, this one can, and it wasn’t the first thing on its mind, but if customers find this a good place to work. That’s just fabulous, and it couldn’t be happier. It didn’t mean to cause a disturbance now,” it says, smirking, leaning in close, hiking its rump, the toy’s normally twitching hard member is nice and relaxed.

“This one is glad you can understand that.”

“And later this one can show you just how much it can understand your position and what it has learned,” it says with a little playful winks, sauntering away, “Was nice seeing all you sweety toys again, but it has to give some others some attention, next time,” it says in a sweet tone of voice, walking off.

M-toy huffs, crossing its arms, resting its chin on the palm of its hand, “That toy… see you later tonight,” it smirks, heading back to work.

“Now, now, what toy shall this one find to give a fun couple of hours,” it says, catching a cute toy in the chastity aisle. A sleek feminine fox femboy toy with black rubber hair, but their body is blue with fading white to subtle pinks, with white markings across its body. The toy’s almost shoulder length black rubber hair has a single blue streak. It’s dark blue cuffs with a black band are on its wrists and ankles only, with semi fancy lettering that reads “Fuck Toy”. Its collar has a silver wave tag that reads L-3415.

What makes the toy seem a little more curious than the others is its wearing a pair of paw print pattern pink panties, “Clothes? There is more than meets the eye with this one. It thinks it’ll be perfect to have a bit of fun with them,” it says about to approach the toy when I-8376 gently taps it on the shoulder.

?-2003 spins around, smiling wide when it recognizes the purple feline toy, thoughts of the time it spent with it rushing back to its mind, quickly making its member stiffen and twitch in excitement, “Hey, how are you doing lovely?”

With a soft mew it responds, “Good, this one has been doing great, and feeling wonderful. It didn’t see you yesterday, so it had to say hello today.”

The sergal reaches out, gently caressing the feline’s length, “This one is doing great. It’s planning to do a few things with that toy over there, before it has a little thing with Maker,” it says motioning to the fox toy, which is currently helping a customer, going over a chastity device, explaining the details, safety, and use as the customer looks a bit bashful and on the edge of hiding their head in their shoulders.

“Oh, that one is a lovely chastity toy, it has a thing for its rear used to make its prostate to be milked. Very big on bondage and anal.”

“Oh really?” it says, gently caressing the toy’s length, “Hmm, this one has an idea, but it will need some time to prepare everything to make a fun little idea in its head, would you mind coming to the new BDSM room in about two hours?”

“The new BDSM room?” it asks with a soft mew.

“Yes, not the old one, but the one that has recently been refurbished. It’s not sure if it was once bad or just a new room testing new things. It has machine stuff in it.”

“Oh, this one knows which room that is, though it has not been in it.”

“Perfect. See you in about two hours then.”

“Sure thing,” it says with a soft purr, enjoying the gently rub of its length, the sergal pulling away, watching the near hypnotic sway off the toy’s ass, “This one will be sure to make it.”

?-2003 approaches L-toy, running its claw tips along the fox’s back, “Hello there, this one is hoping you could assist this one in something very important for the store.”

It yips, shudders, tail going stiff, “Ahhh... ohhh,” it says, slowly turning its head, seeing the sergal, “Oh… hi. How can this one be of assistance?”

“This one was put in charge by Maker to test out a new machine bondage room. It has a bit of a sci-fi theme to it from what it knows, would you be ever so delightfully, delectably kind and…” it leans in closer, licking across the toy’s ear, softly whispering, “Help this one test out what’s there? It’ll need a few hours of your time.”

It gasps, blushing even harder, groaning as its tail swings around itself, covering its crotch, “T-this one would love to be of help.”

“That is just fabulous,” it says, hands running across the toy’s hips, thumbs slipping into the panties, giving a little playful tug, its cock tip pressing against the small of the shorter toy’s back, “Come, follow this one,” it says, keeping one finger in the panties, using them to tug the toy down back to the toy testing rooms.

“Y-yes, as you wish,” it says with a bashful yip, eyes darting around, curious if anyone or perhaps everyone is watching this display. It pants in excitement, body straining in arousal, the subtle bulge in its panties grows a bit wet, cock straining harder with every eye laid upon them.

“Ah, this is the room,” it says, pulling the toy into the curious sci-fi sexual BDSM themed room. It has sex machines of several kinds, some you lay across as you are pounded and automatically spit roasted, others that use gravity as you hang at an angle and get jack hammered in, several specialty attachments. The back half of the room though is designed to be like an alien spaceship, with smooth metal walls, blinking lights that give the impression they are doing something, and against the wall is two half a foot in depth alcoves with soft cushioned backing, and holes to slip in one’s limbs into.

?-2003’s eyes light up, “Oh they are testing out the alien fuck pods!, AFP’s as we are currently… wait no it was Fucking Alien Pods, FAP, because everyone loves to fap,” it says, pulling harder on the panties, drawing the toy in, the door automatically closing behind it.

The other toy’s eyes dart from one thing to the next, eventually drawn to the point of the sergal’s excitement. It lets out a soft moan, its member straining, aching, wanting more, it clenches its rump, knowing well enough just what this toy might be up to.

Like a kid in a candy store, the sergal runs its hands across the first pod, looking at the nearby controls that help build the experience that anyone could ever want, “Oh its all here, how wonderful, and it thinks facing out towards this one would be best, yes?” it asks sweetly, looking at the blushing fox.

“Ah… well… if you…” it puts its hands together trying to cover its crotch, twisting back and forth in place, “This one wouldn’t object that’s for sure.”

It toothily grins, “Fabulous, but first we need to get those panties off.”

“W-wait!” it exclaims, just as the sergal tugs them down, revealing a pink hard resin chastity cage, the toy’s blue and white dick presses against it. The very tip of the fox’s member showing through the cum slit. The toy’s blue balls, figuratively and literally are pressed between the cock ring and the cage.

?-2003 smirks, “Oh, this one thought you did, but hmm, such a submissive toy, not even wanting to have your bits truly used, but it bets you love them to be teased,” it says, bringing its mouth close to the cock, the hot pink sergal tongue flicking across the cock tip, licking up the pre-cum that has oozed out of it, “Hmm,” it says, swishing the flavor in its mouth. Its fingers gently caress the hard chastity cage, fingers slipping underneath it, to pull and tug at the balls, “It will do more with this, but first…” it says, letting go.

Soft moans and gasps escape the toy’s mouth, closing its eyes, hands clenching. The toy’s tail twitches, gently thrusting against the toy’s touch, whimpering a few moments later, then… it’s over. It looks down at it longingly, pleading with its eyes, “But what first?”

Slowly the sergal stands up, hands running across the toy’s chest, “You need to get into your bondage, and we’ll work our way up to pleasing you. It wants you nice and milked so that… well you’ll see,” it says with a sly grin, “Is toy ready to slide in?”

It swallows a lump in his throat, chastity rising and lowering. The member twitching, aching, throbbing, “Very ready,” it says with a soft squeak.

“Perfect,” it says, guiding the toy’s limbs into the soft cushioned cubby holes with a loud drawn-out squeak, “One… two… three, four, all your limbs are going to be nice and snug, just stay there and don't move.”

“Y-yes. Toy is happy to do so,” it says with a soft pant, eyes locked on the sergal as it gleefully activates the cushions within the cubby holes. The rubber grips and tightly binds their limbs to their elbows and knees in the inflating rubber, locking them into position. It gives a few test pulls and tugs, finding it impossible to pull itself out, “Oh my…”

It tilts its head curiously, the sergal running its hands across the fox’s chest, “My? Shouldn’t it be this one’s? Toy’s? Its?”

It lets out a soft moan, “But there is only no, I. There is no me. There is no myself. Only this one, it, itself, toy… it never said anything about my by itself.”

?-2003 raises a finger as if about to say something, then pulls back, getting lost in thought in a moment, “You know… you are right. Well, that can technically work? Though it thinks myself would mean my would count, but it can see that is a nice little loophole,” it says gently rubbing its chin.

“See? This one does good.”

It leans in close, “Yes you do toy,” it says giving a slow passionate kiss, the toy’s cock runs across the toy’s chastity cage, letting beads of its own pre-cum drip onto the other toy, the arousing juices getting to the fox toy, making its chastity cage become completely full, the bound member straining and aching against the cage, showing off that blue and white latex through every opening within the cage, which is the cock tip and the ‘ventilation’ slits, the aching rubber pushing through as its arousal continues to burn hotter.

The sergal tilts its head to the side, looking down at the member. One hand slides down, gripping the chastity cage, the kiss continuing, growing deeper, tongue coiling around the fox’s own. The toy’s claw tip runs across the sensitive rubber that pushes through the chastity ventilation slits.

It shudders and groans, the fox’s sensitive flesh that feels the coolness of the air and then something it hasn’t felt in a long time, the direct touch of its rubber against another toy… or anyone. The pressure build within its body grows and grows and this little tease makes pre-cum ooze out of its cock tip, glistening the chastity cage, the blue rubber tip is aching to be free. Another whine escapes its muzzle, nostrils flaring, enjoying the sweet scent of the sergal toy, but the sheer level of helplessness and teasing drives it mad with lust.

The kiss breaks, the muffled moans finally released by the fox, strands of salvias strand between the lips, broken when ?-2003 runs its tongue across their lips, giving one last lick across the fox’s own, “Good toy. It’ll take this nice and slow, don’t want to ruin you just yet… that would be unfair.”

“Ruin this one? Unfair?” it asks, tugging at the constraints, watching the sergal slide down its body, claws pulling and tugging at the chastity device, fingers pressing against the churning rubber balls, which makes it moan.

“Come on, why would this one want to ruin the surprise?” it asks, cupping the balls, licking the cage clean of the buildup fluids, the tongue pressing into the real fox toy’s cum slit, drinking down the savory delight, before pulling the entire cage into its mouth, giving it a firm hard suckle, which tugs at the fox’s length, pulling it harder against the constraining device.

It arches its back, unable to thrust from the toy’s tight grip, a hand placed on its belly that pushes it against the soft cushioned backed lining. Limbs helplessly tug and squeak within the tight bondage as there’s nothing it can do but take whatever the toy has to give, which only grows more devious when the toy’s balls are pulled into the sergal’s hungry maw, the warm hole slurping across its junk. The sergal’s tongue sliding underneath the chastity along the entire balls, occasionally the tongue flicks across the toy’s rubber that is tugged up around the cage’s vent, giving far more stimulation along its sensitive member than it thought it could get from a simple chastity-blow job.

“T-toy,” squeaks L-3415 hands moving within the bondage, barely able to do more than twitch and squirm as it simply must take all that the toy has to give. It yaps in delight, closing its eyes, almost howling out in delight as it's taken, ass clenching down ready to take anything, when suddenly the licking stops.

“That was a good warm up, get those balls churning, that prostate active. Now to make some adjustments and prepare for your prostate milking,” it says, standing up, going to the control panel, typing in some things, the rubber cubbies that hold the toy’s limbs move and shift, moving closer together, forcing the toy to arch its back and jut out its bound-up bits.

“?-2003?” it asks curiously, shuddering, its rear exposed for anything that is to come next.

“You’ll see, don’t worry, just a good old prostate milking, it will take what?” it says thinking at the time, “Ninety-minutes?”

“N-ninety-minutes?!”

“We’ll work our way up. It wants a nice equal footing for all the participants, and since you haven’t had a climax in a while it would only be fair if you got a good old milking before then, but not enough time to get all pent up again.”

“W-what are you talking about?”

“You’ll see,” it says with a teasing wink, activating the fuck machine attachment on the machine. A nice thick ribbed dildo auto adjusts and lines up with the toy’s hole. Bit’s of lubricate shoot from the hole to slicken the toy’s rear.

“Oh…” it yips, tensing, tail bouncing within the bondage confines before the sergal takes the opportunity to inflate the tail compartment locking the toy’s tail into place.

“Can’t let you have too much freedom now,” it says, setting the machine to ‘prostate milking’ mode. It vibrates, slipping into L-toy’s rear, opening its pucker nice as it pumps in with short shallow thrusts, the machine angling itself to grind and press down on the prostate gland, giving it a slow and tender machine-driven massage.

“This one is not sure it can hold out for so long getting its prostate milked.”

“What? This one thinks you can, believe in yourself, use it as practice.”

“Practice for what?”

“Now, now, this one can’t spoil the surprise. Enjoy yourself, as we’ll be giving the machines a really good test,” it says kissing the fox on the lips, giving the toy’s balls a little fondle.

“O-okay,” it moans softly, body jerking with each thrust, the pressure bubbling up within its loins, growing and growing at a slow and steady pace. The vibrations are felt through its body, traveling down its length, making its member tingle in delight. With each passing moment the toy’s ability to speak intelligible words slips further from its grasp, leaving it a whimpering, squirming, moaning mess of a toy, simply wanting to get the sweet bliss of release.

“P-p-p-lease Maaaasssster. L-let it have it,” it groans, after what seems like an eternity of time that has passed. Watching the sergal toy tease it, torment it in such delicious ways that it is only by some miracle or will of the one before it that it hasn’t felt the bliss of the dripping pre-seed from its length, a gush of translucent fluid a sign that it has been completely milked. All it has managed to do is drip like a leaky faucet, with more pressure building up within it than being released by the slow tantalizing drip.

“Hmm,” it says, the toy placing its hands on the toy’s chest, thumbs running across its nipples, causing long drawn out squeaks, “Well it's about time, so it thinks you should be able to by now… a minute early or so can’t hurt,” it says, its ears twitching looking in the direction of the door, “Oh, someone is a bit early…” it grins, going to the controls, speeding up the thrusting into the toy’s rear, ramping up the vibrations to quickly send the gushing of pre-seed out of the whimpering fox toy.

It pants and groans in need, feeling the release of pressure, the tingle of delight, but no real sense of the release of its edging arousal. The warm bliss of its toy juice leaking out like a steady stream out of its member, but the stream only lasts for a few short moments, before it slows it drip back down to near normal levels. The humping in its rear slowed to a stop, vibrations along with it, but the dildo remains firmly lodged in its rump.

“It’ll get it ready for the next part,” it says, changing the mode, the dildo shifting its angle to be able to slip deeper into the toy’s tight squeezing, milking rear, “Ah perfect,” it mutters just as the door opens and the feminine I-toy enters.

“H-hello. This one hopes it's not too early, it wasn’t sure when… ohh…” it says with a magenta blush, its member twitching in delight seeing all the sex machines, but the view on the other end of the room is what narrows its focus. The dipping caged cock of L-toy, with ?-2003 leaning against the controls, claw running down the bound cock, with a devilish grin painted across its muzzle.

“You’re just in time, this one one managed to get everything prepped like it wanted, though just barely,” it explains, fingers dancing across the cage, walking away from the moaning and whimpering toy, coming to greet its new arrival with a slow and tender caress of the toy’s length, “This one would like to play a game…”

I-toy shudders, “Ah… it hopes one of those fun games, it saw this one movie once…”

?-2003 shakes its head, “Oh no, nothing like that. Good heavens, when did you see something like that?”

“Internet.”

“Toy asked when, but where is good enough for this one, come, come, it's a game about cumming,” it says with a playful giggle.

L-toy tilts its head, regaining some of its composure, milking the motionless dildo in its rear, “A climaxing game? This one has a hard time climaxing like it is, more so after it’s been milked so… thoroughly.”

“Ah, but this is what makes the game so wonderful! It worked to balance it out between you two,” it says, pushing the purple toy into the adjacent FAP machine, slipping its limbs into the cubby holes.

I-toy lets out a soft mew, its cock twitching and aching, the idea of a sex game with the sex machines between sex toys? How could it not love something like that, it glances at the other bound toy, seeing the cute chastity cage which makes it squirm, more so when the sergal activates the cubby holes bondage system, trapping its limbs up to its elbows and knees in the machine, tail soon thereafter being held to the same fate, exposing its rear. It lets out a soft grunt, the limbs pulled closer together, body jutting out, exposing itself further to the devious sergal, who takes this opportunity to run its fingers along the hard twitching rubber pillar.

“This is a very simple contest, pitting one against the other,” it says, the fingers trailing along both toy’s bits, ?-2003’s fingers slipping under the chastity cage, squeezing the balls a bit, listening to L-3415 soft sweet aching moans, “You,” it says focusing on the caged up toy, “Your goal is to try to climax before I-8376… while you,” it says, giving the I-toy’s length a playful squeeze, “Your goal is to try not to climax before your fellow toy. Caged versus uncaged, one trying desperately to climax despite being prevented from doing so by physical means, while the other is so vulnerable, trying their best not to climax. Both of you are not to be restricted nor allowed to climax via verbal commands. This is simply a will based, stimulation based as if you were users. Otherwise this could be done in a few seconds and that’s not fun,” it says with a smirk.

I-toy squirms in the bondage, “I-is there a time limit? What if neither of us climax?” it asks with a pleading eyes, its cock aching, throbbing with delight, yet a knot builds within its gut and it's not the dildo slowly being pushed into its rear thanks to the sergal toy tapping its hands across the computer console.

“A time limit? Why yes, there is. You’d only have to last two hours, and this one will try its best on both of you to climax… at the same time,” it says with a sly grin, “Then the house wins.”

“House?” both toys ask curiously, soft moans escaping their lips.

?-2003 giggles, “Of course. A three-way battle. Up the ante as it were. If this one makes you both climax at the same time, it wins!”

L-toy pants, squeezing the motionless dildo in its rear, “W-what happens to the loser?”

I-toy grunts, thrusting against the dildo, trying to get a little early stimulation as it asks, “What happens to those who win?”

“This one wins either way, but… the loser will remain in here till well… that is to be seen. Perhaps several hours later? Days? A week? Who is to say, this one is not sure, but the mystery adds to the excitement, wouldn’t you both agree?” it asks, giving both toys another playful fondle.

“Yes Toy Master,” groans the fox toy.

The feline toy pants, and groans, tugging against the constraints, “Y-yes…”

“On your mark… get ready…” ?-2003 says, releasing both toys, hands returning back to the computer console, “Get set…” there’s a hum of energy moving through the machine, vibrations start within the dildos, on the lowest setting, causing both toys to let out a soft needy gasp, “Go!” it exclaims with glee, turning the knob that gets both dildos pumping into the toy’s rears.

Firm hard steady thrusts, a mere warm-up for either toy and they know it. Their bodies squeak, their moans are soft, shallow, panting in delight, rears expertly gripping the lengths out of pure instinct, but the divide between each toys’ tasks soon becomes apparent.

L-toy whines, trying to push harder against the dildo, wanting to edge out a little more pleasure early, even though most of its movement is limited to the bare minimum. It groans and closes its eyes, trying to simply focus on the pleasure within it, to mentally cultivate the budding seeds planted within it, so they may blossom into an eventual climax.

I-toy on the other hand takes slow deep practiced breaths, each thrust it prepares itself, working with and against its own sleek rubber form’s wants and desires. Its ass milks the delicious dildo, but it keeps its attention on ?-2003, not wanting to be caught surprised by anything it may do that could send it over the edge. Its eyes show the initial struggle, and pleading, cock jumping with excitement. The churning of seed within its loins growing the weight of the delicate orbs becoming felt with each thrust.

?-2003 paces back and forth, chin resting on its palm, mimicking M-7373’s style, “Hmm, no wonder it likes to do it, it's a lovely smugness and delight,” it continues to pace, hips swaying slowly, letting the time pass in a slow and steady thrusting, the moment it thinks both toys are getting ‘comfortable’ with the current status quo it knocks it up a notch.

The slow incremental teasing and toying with them only eggs them on, a strange sensation for L-toy, which tries its best to edge out faster, harder, but that prostate milking it had earlier makes it all the more ruinous for its attempts to reach the blissful release with any certainty.

I-toy looks over at the twitching chastity cage, one of the few parts of its fellow toy it can see from its position. Another thrust, another moan, another twitch of its length, feeling that bubbling pressure within its loins that it works to keep down, to ignore the bliss of the moment, squirming and struggling against its own desires for release.

Time ticks away, the building grows and grows, ?-2003 saunters off leaving them to moan for a few tantalizing minutes, but while L-toy tries its best to get lost in itself, moaning, whimpering, squeaking loudly, I-toy’s eyes never left the devious sergal, though there were times it wanted to, when that rump was hiked, balls showing that cute rear… a deep groan escaping its lips, shaking its head, biting its lip, doing its best to keep focus, “What is that toy up to now?” it thinks, cock twitching, eyes widening when it comes back with two very large and heavy vibrating wands, getting only a glimpse of them before the sergal sneakily hides them behind its back.

?-2003 sways its hips, slow tantalizing squeaks, “Oh toys,” it says with a teasing singing tone in its voice, drawing both toys attention to it. It leans forward right between them, “This one has a surprise for you,” it says with a little giggle and a giant grin.

The panting squeaking, whimpering femboy fox, L-3415 breaks itself from the daze its in, squinting, from the lights, vision clearing to see the teasing sergal toy, “W-what is it?” it whimpers, cock twitching hard within the chastity cage with a steady drip.

I-8376 groans, taking a slow deep breath, feeling the next hard thrust of the sex machine, its aching length exposed to the world, exposed to the sergal toy, fearing what could happen next… and deep down truly wanting it to happen, “This one knows what you have back there Toy Master.”

?-2003 stands tall, “What you know? And here this one was going to keep it a surprise,” it says pulling one of the toys out, pointing it to itself, “And so many toys calling this one Toy Master, it wonders why…” it says bringing the vibrating wand back behind its back.

L-toy shudders and moans at the sight, eyes following the tip like a cat to a red light.

I-toy groans, responding, “This one has a good idea as to why Toy Master. You’ve been mastering your dominance over so many toys.”

“Yes… this one knows, it can be such a switch, power bottom, power top, submissive top, submissive bottom? And so many more in-between here and there. But right now… what toy is doing here and now is important,” it says, bringing out both vibrating rods, “It will use these on you soon, but they need to get prepared, don’t you think?” it asks, turning them on a low setting, bringing the vibrating ends to each toy’s belly, making them squirm and moan, “There we go.”

The blue femboy fox toy shudders, and groans, cage twitching, lifting up then relaxing back down at first point of contact, the toy’s mind running amok on that device pressing up against its cage, trying to build up the internalized pleasure of itself being teased, a sexual fantasy to fuel the lustful fire, in the vain hopes that it could trigger itself to get a climax.

The competing feline simply clenches and moans through a closed mouth, eyeing the toy, occasionally looking up at the sergal who is completely focused on watching each toy’s reaction, moving its monitoring from one to the other. When its eyes meet with those lovely hot pink glowing eyes, it feels an intoxicating draw that makes the pressure grow within its loins, forcing it to look away in a pant.

“What’s wrong toy? Are you a little on edge from how this one…” ?-2003 says moving in closer, appearing about to kiss it but pulls the vibrating wand between them, “Looks into your eyes? It's in this one’s best interest to make you climax when the other toy does. That way it’s an unbiased teaser, and it knows that one is a bit far off from reaching it. So… it will keep you in a good state and not send you off, but please, lick and suck this like any dick you could have ever wanted. Do so or this one might become a little biased,” it says with a wink.

“Y-yes Toy Master,” it responds, licking across the wand, enjoying the vibrations sent down its throat, making its moans shake and quiver, almost comically so. It wraps its lips across it, the shaking causing it to slide easily up and over the tip, suckling it, aching for more, yet also fearing it.

The blue fox was given the same ultimatum, licking and sliding its blue tongue across the toy, making it slick, opening its mouth wide to take it, enjoying how the vibrations are forced into its body, felt down its throat, traveling down its spine, meeting and synchronizing the the pens in its rear, turning up the heat of sexual lust and desire within it.

?-2003 pushes the wands in and out of the toy’s mouths, making the fox deep throat the toy while the feeling gets the mouth, tongue and lip tease. The sergal toy doing its best to keep track of the building lust levels within each toy based on body motion, depths of their moan, and the beading of pre-cum from their lengths, each bit of information which seems chaotic and random has a place and a purpose within its mind, using its own in-depth experiences to make these two slowly blossom.

“Good, good, now…” the toy says, pulling the wands away, “How about we try out some of the other features on these machines?” it says, holding the wands in one hand, letting them ring out against the other, while it activates the mask system. Two rubber gas masks with a thick knotted dildo comes down and lips over the toy’s heads, the machine locking and zipping their heads up, forcing them to suckle down and see a glass tinted world. Their moans now muffled further so, the masks inflating and deflating with each breath, the breathing tube attached to the front which hangs in the center of their field of vision will soon pump a mixture of air and aphrodisiacs to help stimulate the toys. The sergal changes and monitors them, giving L-toy a large dose between the two.

Each intoxicating breath makes the situation worse and better for each toy, depending how you think about it. Cocks are straining, one free, the other straining so hard against the device that it feels it could possibly break free from its cage by cock strength alone.

?-2003 switches which wand goes to which toy, running it across the toys’ bodies, teasing them, luring out their delights, aches, and needs, the sergal in no rush as it teasing torments each one. The soft feminine moans, clearly heard by the toy’s sharp hearing no matter how muffled they’ve become through the masks.

L-toy grunts and squirms, thrusting nice and hard against the wand, shuddering when it reaches its cage, making it rattle and shake. The quivering member sending glistening spray of built up pre-cum, that looks possibly like a climax to the other toy, giving it a hint of perhaps it won?

I-toy soon recovers, almost losing the game through the devious trap made by the ?-2003, “This one knows you did that on purpose,” it thinks, catching the toy’s slick smile, the wand dancing around the toy’s crotch, going to the balls every now and again, which makes it groan loudly buck forward, straining to keep itself from hitting that that point of no return. The feline tries with all its might to keep that door closed, unsure just how much longer it will be able to keep to it, knowing at any moment the edging will stop and it will simply give in and unleash itself.

The fox on strains and struggles, trying to get more out of the wand, pressing itself hard against its tease, trying to work up its pleasure to higher levels, banging from the other side of the climax door, wanting to bash it down, it growing a little easier with each passing moment as the pleasure bubbles and fills it, yet somehow it feels it’s always on the edge yet nowhere close to the point where it can feel the bliss of release.

Ebbing and glowing, one perhaps ahead of the other in which will hit that climax, victory? Defeat, it's hard to tell. Time loses meaning between the two toys as they lose themselves in the competition. One moment is like the next, struggling against what they tend to do, pushing themselves to new limits that they did not know they had. There’s a sense of comfort and delight when a toy is locked and bound, unable to climax or easy to climax via command. A loss of control with themselves that’s blissful and pleasant…

But this? This is something else. Knowing that they could ‘naturally’ hit a climax or try to make it happen is a new experience for them. Struggling against their own bodies desires, wants, needs, or trying to coax them along, but at a great disadvantage based on their training and current gear. The whines, whimpers, moans, huffing within the mask, suckling the dick in their maws, everything a blissful orchestra of carnal lusts and desires, and the conductor of this show is that white and hot pink sergal toy with the maestros vibrating wands in its hand, ?-2003.

The wands move across one length, then close or tapping the other or kept so close that the vibrations felt in the wind is what the toy feels on its twitching exposed length. The dildos in their rears speed up at different paces, going deeper, slower? Faster? Shorter and shallow? It’s a constant change up that keeps the toys on their toes… that is if they could stand.

?-2003 keeps track of the time, the closer it gets to the end time, the closer it brings both to their climax, enjoying their struggling, squirming, blissful quivering knowing deep down as much as it's a fight against themselves, it's a moment they’ll never forget, nor want to, “That’s it you two. Both of you are getting close… which is bad for the other, isn’t it?” it says with a giggle, pushing the toys to their limits.

The sexual storm within each toy batters each of them. Barely able to hold one versus the one just wanting to be sent over the edge, to break through the rapids and each the end, to receive that surge of pleasure that stream of hot rubber toy seed moving through their length. For the fox it would be a slow squirting release, the turns within its held-up cock slowing it down to quick short fierce spurts, while I-toy would be large gushing forceful yet fluid shooting spray.

“Almost there…” ?-2003 taunts each toy, turning up the wand on the fox toy to the max, pushing it harder, while it's only a notch higher for the feline toy, knowing full well each toy’s limits and then…

The imagination of climax that has pummeled each toys’ mind time and time again, either as a hopeful dream or a fearful reality comes forth. The thick globes of the feline toy’s seed shoots out spraying out a few feet away landing on a stream on the floor. It bucks its hips hard, hitting the hard built-up climax, a sense of relief that it’s over while also fearing if it didn’t hold off enough at the same time, or did the house win? It sees within its hazy vision the fox toy and its own climax is going strong while its own sooner reaches its finish and sensitive after glow.

The fox is far behind words, just feral whimpers and yips. Nothing left of it but the eager blissful fuck object that it’s always have been. Such dreamy moments and being pushed to do something that it’s not used to. A spin on what its locked status is meant to say. The surge of toy seed gushing out of it, feeling it build up more within each turn of its held-up length, the pressure around its cock making it ‘sit’ in that spot till enough toy essence behind pushes the cum forward, and like a bent hose, shooting out small streamy jets of toy seed. Some of it hints at the interior of the chastity cage, making it spray back onto its own length while much more shoots out of the cum slit, spraying hard onto the magic wand that is running across its exposed tip, coasting it within its blue translucent essence. Whines mixed with pants, its climax ringing out from the force of the spray, which even the sergal toy could feel through the wand.

?-2003 takes the moment to run the wands over each toy’s sensitive bits, helping with the afterglow and the dripping aching mess that both toys have left, “Oh, such a wonderful competition, but you know the saying toys. The house in the end… always wins,” it says, taking a moment to let the toy’s calm down, letting the machines milk them a moment longer before turning down the speed of the toys in their bodies to a low teasing, vibrating and humping setting, “This one needs to get going in just a few minutes so it ended this with just enough time to clean up the mess, it hopes you don’t mind,” it says, grabbing I-toy’s length taking it into its mouth and giving one long firm suckle, draining the length of what deliciousness it still had held within.

The feline helplessly mews and moans, suckling on the dildo in its mouth, unable to do anything but let its super sensitive cock be taken and drained of whatever it still had. It relaxes into the pod in defeat, yet not saddened by the affair, only left wondering just how long it will be left in there.

?-2003 moves over to the other toy, holding up the chastity caged cock, giving the balls a palm squeeze, helping a few more drips of toy essence leak you, “And you did very well, it’s proud of you,” it says, its tongue slinking into the chastity cage, giving it a nice firm suckle to drain the member of what’s held within.

Squirming, moaning, the force of the toy’s suckling on its tightly bound chastity cage, L-toy is completely helpless, and it loves it in the afterglow. The thought that it will be held here does not bothering it one bit. Part if it wanted it, but also it didn’t want to not try its best to win in the spirit of the competition. It takes the moment to relax, huffing into the mask, enjoying its moment in the sun, now relaxing in the dusk, finding it cute that since it and its fellow toy are all bound up, unable to do anything that the domineering sergal toy has to clear up the mess they made all by itself.

The sergal took this moment to clean, licking the floor clean, showing off its rear to the two helpless toys in a long toying tease, a little visual treat of what they can’t have, but certainly do want. Its hips sway toyingly side to side, tail nice and hiked, balls and pucker showing off, but eventually it finishes, getting up and saying, “This one has a date with the Maker… that sounded not as sexy as it thought it would… hmm,” it says, shrugging, giving both toys a playful pat on their crotches, leaving them to their fates, heading out of the room, down the hall to the very last door on the left.

It knocks, its length jumping with excitement, “This one can’t wait to have fun with Maker and its paired toy. It’s going to be glorious with what we can do together, and it can show to it how much of a wonderful gay toy it is.”

The door opens, revealing B-1374 standing there with a teasing smirk, “Come in, we’ve been waiting for you,” it says, stepping to the side.

“Oh?” it asks, tilting its head, “It hopes it hasn’t been too long.”

K-2373 mews, sprawling across the sleek black rubber canopy bed, butt in hiked, wiggling, “Welcome lovely toy, please come in, this one is sure you are very ready for some fun, aren’t you?” it asks with a soft purr and a wink.

“That is just fabulous,” it says, sauntering in, hips swaying nice and slow, hand trailing along B-toy’s chest, “What’s this?” it asks, reaching down, gently caressing the red throbbing length, looking at the cameras and video recording equipment, “There’s a lot here.”

B-toy gently grinds against the hand, leaning in close, “This one will let Maker explain.”

K-2373 mews, sprawling over the bed with a loud squeak, arching its back, hiking its butt to a camera, giving a little but wiggle, “This one had a lot of time to think, and since you are completed, with only a single last molding session to go for good measure, it will do what Maker has done so many times before and give a little photo and video op for our newest toy for to the store. What we collect will be good for some future advertisements for our switchy femboy toy lines,” it says with a playful wink.

“Ohhh,” says ?-2003 with a slow rump sway, gently squeezing B-toy’s length, pulling it over with it as it approaches the bed, “That does sound wonderful, and this one will be dominating in all of them?”

“Yes. B-toy will operate the cameras, when need be, but both of us can be here for some shiny fun,” the black and blue feline toy mews, reaching up to run a finger along the underside of the sergal toy’s chin, “It hopes you can handle that.”

Its length twitches, a soft murr escaping its lips, “This one would be very pleased to do its very best, and it will really show how it is not camera shy,” it says with a soft squeak, leaning in close, “Let’s begin, shall we Maker?”

With a soft mew it responds, “That sounds good, show off your creativity, this one knows you have lingering thoughts and ideas to display and show yourself off, hmm?” it asks, wiggling its rump.

With a soft chuckle it slinks onto the bed, rump hiked toward the camera, tail raised just enough to just barely give a visual tease, “Well Maker, if you insist, this one would be pleased to do so, lay down,” it says, pushing K-2373 down onto the bed with a soft squeak, “Relax and do what this one tells you to…” it runs a hand along the toy’s chest, crawling over it, its length running across the toy’s inner thigh, its length caressing the toy’s balls then along its own twitching pillar. B-1374 moving to a camera to get a little zoomed in action, then focusing on the two toys.

“This one knows exactly how to treat you, it’s spent a lot of time… researching,” ?-2003 says with a teasing grin, kissing the toy, slowly making it become deeper, tilting the feline’s head so it can become a complete and passionate open mouth kiss. A soft moan escapes them, hips grinding, cocks twitching, the sergal steadily breaking the kiss, strands of salvia between them is broken when the forked hot pink tongue licks across the feline’s lips, “Now that’s a good start.”

K-2373 mews, arching its back, pressing itself against the toy, “This one would say so,” a feline grin comes across it.

?-2003 thrusts its hips against its Maker, “It would certainly hope so,” it says, turning its head toward B-toy, “Did you get all of that?”

The blindfolded toy is taken back by the sudden question, “Huh?”

“The scene, its movements? Our twitching cocks up against one another, did you get all of that? If this is going to be used for adverts and showing off Maker and this one, we should only get the best video, which means we’ll need multiple takes.”

K-2373 softly moans, running its hands along ?-2003’s sides, “Toy, toy. Don’t worry about that.”

It looks at it, tilting its head to the side, “But Maker, this is very important. Only the best and highest quality should be used, which means we’ll need to do it again, and again, and again to get good shots and from different angles.”

“Hmm, how about…” K-2373 says, pressing its finger on the sergal’s lips, which it soon tenderly suckles them, making it shudder and moan, “We do it all in one take so we can keep the mood going and then if we need we can do another take going through the motions again.”

It tenderly squeaks, suckling the fingers, letting them loudly pop out of its mouth, “This one thinks that can certainly work. Let’s continue then Maker,” it says with a tease, grabbing it by the collar, pulling it up so they’re sitting up.

“This one will be needing you soon enough, B-1374 but until then, let this one and our Maker have a little bit of fun,” it says, pressing itself up against the feline, pressing its cock up against its own, angling its body toward the camera.

“Don’t mind this one, it will have plenty of fun from this side,” B-toy says with a sly feline grin, its cock twitching in delight, seeing its Maker posed so cutely.”

“But don’t be afraid to ask to jump in either,” K-2373 says with a playful wink, grinding itself against its fellow toy, the sergal running its claws along toy’s and its own length, their cocks gently squeaks loudly as pre-cum dribbles between the two lengths. The toy juices are spread between the two, standing from one length to the other.

“We are toys and we know what you want, and you want us, and we’re all too happy to provide,” it says with a soft squeak, grinding harder, passionately kissing K-2373 again, with a soft squeaky moan and grind.

It purrs and mews in kind, wrapping its tail around the sergal, “We here at Toys-4-U, are top quality toys for you. But right now, this one and its fellow toy are here for each other,” it mews, nuzzling and licking across the sergal’s chin.

It shudders, moaning softly, a hand trailing across the feline’s back. A soft long drawn-out squeak, “This one couldn’t agree more, and it will show you just how much this particular toy can switch between your fantasies. Want a twink to take? Look at this one. Want a little bit of a trap or taken by the girliest boy toy you’ve seen? This femboy toy is here for you,” it says with a teasing wink, moving into another deep passionate kiss, its cock twitching harder, dribbling more pre-cum, its body turned to keep the view of its length and its Maker’s open to the camera.

Its claws gently caress along the two throbbing lengths, squeezing out more of the toy juices, finger dancing across one cock head then the other, getting one digit covered in its own juices, and a separate digit covered in its Makers. It brings up its dripping glistening digits up, giving a little lick of each, taking it into its mouth, swishing the flavor in its mouth, swallowing it with an exaggerated gulp, “Delicious, here toy, try this,” says ?-2003, rubbing the digits across its Maker’s lips, rubbing the toy juices across the lips like lip gloss, before slipping them into its maw.

It softly mews, suckling the digits, bobbing its head on them with a soft squeak moan, enjoying the mixed flavor, tongue runs between the two digits, purring happily, squeezing and pulling the fellow toy closer to it, hand running across the double lengths but the sergal grabs its hand, pulling its hand away.

?-2003 shakes its head, “Silly toy, you can’t touch yourself, this one is in charge, now suck its digits. Show this one just how much you want to take something long and hard into that hungry mouth of yours,” it murrs, its fingers pumping harder into the feline’s mouth.

With a wet squeaky slurp, K-2373 purrs happily, closing its eyes, suckling hard on fingers, letting some drool run down its chin, cock twitching, aching, with soft tender grind, moaning loudly, arching its back, hand trailing along the sergal’s back, reaching for its butt, giving it a tender loving squeaky squeeze.

The sergal pumps the feline’s mouth a few times, leaning against its fellow toy, enjoying the tender squeeze of its Maker’s hand, its rear presses up against the touch, pucker clenching, as if expecting to be taken at any moment, “Now, now, sweet thing,” it says, deep throating the feline’s throat with its fingers, folding the fingers in the toy’s throat to make it bulge, “This one can see what a needy good cock sucker you are. You have a lovely dick, but let's see how well you know how to please one, wouldn’t you say?” it asks, tilting its head.

K-2373 moans softly, gurgling on the sergal’s fingers, swallowing down the built-up toy salvia in its mouth, closing its eyes, hungrily slurping them down, tongue coiling around the digits, trying to squeeze and keep the fingers in its mouth but they slowly slip out with a pop.

“Good toy, time to give you a bit of a reward, and show to the crowd just how good of a dick sucker you are,” ?-2003 grins, rubbing its claws along the feline’s lips, standing up on the bed, which creaks under its weight, the hot pink length runs across the feline’s muzzle, showing it to the camera just how big it is, and that the cock will clearly slip all the way into the cat’s mouth and a bit down its throat, “Before we begin, why don’t you help this one warm up? Show this one just how good you are with that feline rough tongue of yours, hmm?” it asks with a soft squeak, grinding itself a little harder against the cat toy’s muzzle.

With a soft mew it looks up at ?-2003, running its fingers across the toy’s white rubber eggs, massaging them in its hand, the other hand grasping the base of the toy’s hot pink cock, bringing the tip to its mouth where it gives a long playful lick along the tip, flicking its tongue like a cat lapping up water, “With pleasure, we toys at Toys-4-U are good at teasing.”

“Aren’t we,” it says with a soft moan, arching its back, gasping in delight, pre-cum dribbling from its cock tip, the arousing toy juices funneled down into its Maker, the aroma making B-1374 grow ever more aroused. The sergal notices the aching twitching red pillar of the blind folded toy, looking toward the camera, giving a playful wink at it and the toy, “Keep it up, we have a big show to put on for those looking at us,” it says, reaching down, gently petting K-2373 behind the ears with a loud tender squeak.

The Maker toy moans, nuzzling and purring the sergal dick, continuing to tenderly squeeze the balls, lapping and licking along the underside of the dick, letting it run across its lips, slurping and licking the side that faces away from the camera, tenderly caressing the length, getting it prepared for the next step.

“That’s it toy, enjoy this one’s rubber, take it all into its mouth,” it says, gently gripping the back of the cat’s head with both hands, running its thumbs into the cat’s ear holes, folding the earlobes back and forth, gently massaging the toy’s scalp with a loud squeak, holding the black and blue toy’s head in place, pressing its cock against the feline’s lip, gently rubbing the cockhead along the cat’s lips, “Ready toy?”

“This one is,” it purrs, licking its lips, tongue outstretching to get one last lick across the sergal’s cock, running the rough tongue along the underside, eager to guide the length into its awaiting maw.

With a sly grin ?-2003 says, “Perfect.” slipping its length into the toy’s warm hungry mouth. It softly moans, sliding in nice and slow, letting its cock run along K-2373’s cheek on the camera’s side, making sure it bulges as the member makes its way down the toy’s throat, going balls deep, pressing in nice and deep, letting the feline give a few firm suckles, its lack of gag reflexes really shining through in this moment, and its lack of need for breathing for the matter, “Such a warm and delicious maw,” it moans, starting its pumping.

It moves with the thrusting into its head, not fighting against the sergal toy’s grip, but certainly doing anything it can to aid in the tightly suckled length, lips tightly sealing around the member to the point that the sleek cock squeaks loudly with each thrust into its mouth. The balls smack against its chin again and again, more beads of delicious pre-cum flow into its mouth, making the warmth of arousal build within its loins, “This reminds this one so much of its Maker’s teasing arousing juices,” it thinks, looking up at that smooth white belly and chest, the hot pink highlights, and matching glowing eyes, “So very cute this way.”

?-2003 moans, ass clenching in desire and need, turning its attention toward B-1374, “Are you still needed behind those cameras?”

B-toy lets out a playful mew, “It doesn’t need to be if it can help it,” it says with a smug feline grin.

“Then help it, so you can help this one. It wants you standing behind it, giving it some support to flood this cute boy toy’s mouth with its essence.”

“This one can help with that,” it says with a soft purr, fixing the cameras, slinking past them, it climbs onto the bed, rump and tail hiked at the camera, giving a little tease as the tail drops down to only give a quick show. The toy’s cock twitching, aching, throbbing. It slides itself against the sergal’s back side, nuzzling it, rubbing its body across it like a cat running its body against its owner’s leg. The toy’s cock hot dogging between the sergal’s butt cheeks, hands caressing along its chest, tenderly licking across the sergal’s ear, “How’s this.”

It soft moans, gently pounding into K-2373’s muzzle, running its hand now along the back of the toy’s head, rubbing it, while the sergal presses up against its Maker’s partner toy, “You know how to tease and please, don’t you?” it asks, wrapping its tail partially around B-1374’s body.

“Of course, how do you think this one gets Maker so eager and hard?” it purrs, playfully biting and licking the sergal’s ear, enjoying hearing the soft moan that escapes the sergal toy’s lips.

“Fabulous, now, please give this one a nice deep internal massage, it wants a nice big load for this hungry kitty that is so eager to suck its rod,” it murrs, reaching behind it to grab and squeeze B-toy’s butt, pressing itself nice and tight with long loud squeaks.

“Since you asked so nicely,” it purrs, adjusting itself with a rump wiggle, pressing its cock tip against the toy’s tight pucker. It slides in nice and steadily, moaning and bucking into the tight sergal’s rear.

?-2003 murrs, clenching onto the dick, milking it as it starts to piston itself between the two feline toys, moving in a way that it’s dick or B-toy’s dick is visible to some degree at all times as it moves faster and faster between them. Hard aching dicks twitch in delight, the sergal toy gripping it’s Maker’s head, using it as support as it pounds in, only so it can rub its foot along the feline’s twitching throbbing pre-cum dribbling knotted dick, “Yes that’s it. Show this one just how much you love it, need it, want it.”

Both toys purr happily, soft moans escape B-toy while K-2373’s moans are muffled by the delicious dick sliding down its throat, more delicious arousing pre-cum flowing down its throat. It’s tongue coils around the member, tasting every inch of the sergal’s lengths, memories of times with K-2003 flash in the back of its mind, making its cock twitch, and dribble pre-cum, the pleasure within it building, more so when the sergal’s foot grinds against its needy length.

“That’s it, show this one just how good you can thrust into this one, how good you can suck this one off, it’s so close, it wants a delightful trilogy of pleasure,” the sergal says, encouraging both, using its hands to guide both toys to help it bounce between the two even faster. The ache and need building within the three felt between them, drawing them all closer to the peak of their pleasure.

The heat between them builds, bubbling up their arousals, the cap that’s kept over them strains as the pressure builds. The weight of their balls as they churn up their load, the sergal toy’s hot prostate button is hit harder and harder by B-toy's expert thrusts.

?-2003 arches its back, holding the toys close, closing its eyes, focusing on the rhythmic pleasure. Then it is sent over the edge, the lip bursts off, its hot toy juices rush through the toy’s length. It pulls both toy’s close to it, slamming B-toy deep into its rear as it clenches hard, the red feline feeling the climax, sending it over the edge as it gives firm hard little thrusts into it, adding its warmth while K-2373’s mouth is flooded by the hot pink toy essence.

The toy Maker, drinks down the juices, cock aching, twitching, unable and unwilling to hold back as it climaxes, shooting its essence over the underside of the toy’s foot, its length milked by the sergal’s toes of every drop of its blue toy essence.

?-2003 slowly comes down from its high, massaging B-toy’s butt and K-2373’s head, gently petting them both, “Such good, wonderful toys. A delicious little pair of toys, and it hopes it’s showing off just what kind of toy this one is, and this is just a taste of what it is capable of.”

K-2373 mews suckling the length, unable to pull away, the sergal keeping its head on the twitching length, getting a few last drops of delicious toy essence, looking up at the lovely sergal before it.

B-toy purrs licking across the sergal’s ear, holding the toy close, “This one knows you can do so much more, but it can certainly say you’ve done well. You even got a cat’s tongue to make K-2373 speechless.”

The sergal smirks, “Fabulous,” it says, clenching B-toy’s length, making it moan, “It thinks that’s a good first take. Clean up, reset and do say, three or four more times? That way we can get a good shot. What do you think? Speak up if you oppose the idea,” it says, petting the back of the K-2373’s head, gently massaging the toy’s head. The sergal’s ears twitch, “What? Nothing? This one is a sergal. It has excellent hearing and if it can’t hear you say no, then no one could,” it says with a teasing domineering smirk, keeping its cock nice and deep within the feline’s maw, to the point the balls are resting against its chin.

The blindfolded toy remarks, “That settles that then, it couldn’t agree more with this,” smiling down at its Maker, which is more than pleased to go along with it, enjoying its time being put down and under another, and couldn’t be more pleased with the company it gets to keep, and over the next few hours there are several ‘takes’ for the cameras.

By the time it was over the store is in the early moments of post-closing, K-2373 gently caresses ?-2003’s well spent cock giving it a playful kiss while B-toy accompanies them out of the toy testing room hallway, “You’ve done well, and the big surprise after your last molding will be just a delight, it knows it,” it says with a soft purr.

The sergal toy lovingly grinds against the hand, “This one is so excited for it,” it says, looking around the store, stopping just before they reach the hallway that leads to the toy molding rooms, “Maker, this one knows you’ve done a lot, but it has a request.”

It spins around, letting out a curious mew, “A request? Toy, you’ve done so good the only question it has left is what request do you have left?”

A sly grin creeps across its face, “This one needs to have a little rematch with M-7373, and it wants to give that toy a little good romp before it goes back into the molding,” it says with a playful wink.

It chuckles, running a finger across the toy’s chest, “Sure go ahead, but be back to the molding area in thirty-minutes, do you understand? This one can get a little something done in the interim.”

With a teasing rump sway, “Why thank you Maker, it appreciates the understanding,” it says with a respectful bow, “It will be back in thirty minutes!” it says with excitement in its voice, prancing off.

B-toy chuckles, leaning against K-2373 giving it a nuzzle lick on the cheek, “Having that one in this store is going to be a helpful handful.”

It mews softly, “Yeah.”

?-2003 heads straight into the cafe, catching the demonic rubber toy from earlier A-5370, it’s currently doing the last checks over its cleaning of the lewd section of the store. It leans against the counter with a loud squeak, “Hey, where is M-7373? This one has to see it immediately.”

“Do you now?” it asks, leaning against the table, “It supposes it could tell you, but if you are in need of it, it will cost you.”

“Cost this one? But it doesn’t have any money, and neither do you. We are toys! We don’t get paid!”

“Ah… uh… yes, that’s true but you could pay in other ways, and then this one will tell you that M-7373 is in the back counting the money drawers.”

“Oh, a barter system? Could be possible. So, this one will give advice, barter in a way that doesn’t give what you are holding onto during the debate. Thanks for the location, it appreciates it,” it says, leaning in close, starting a slow passionate kiss. The sergal toy’s tongue slips in and coils around the other toy’s tongue.

A-toy groans in delight, pressing itself into the kiss, reaching up to rub the back of the sergal’s head, its tongue pushing out to coil around the forked hot pink invader. Their tongues wrestling with one another, tilting its head to make the kiss deeper, lips rubbing against each other, squeaking loudly as they rub up against one another, the toy’s cock twitching, aching, growing more aroused from the sergal’s arousing mouth juices.

?-2003 murrs leaning in more, rump hiking, hand running across the toy’s chest, other pressing along the back of the toy’s head, massaging and rubbing, fingers trailing around the toy’s wild red hair, gently scratching around the horns, pushing the toy’s head closer to its own, the tongue play growing stronger, the sergal asserting a passionate dominance over the other, pinning the tongue down, deep throating its fellow toy, forcing the other toy to drink down their mouth juices.

It groans, its tail spades whip around in delight, closing its eyes, loving the moment, growing ever more eager, body quivering, body ready to give into the strength and prowess of the toy, “This is the same submissive toy from the other day?” it thinks, embracing the moment, then suddenly its over, the sergal toy slowly pulls away, its tongue released.

The forked tongue licks across A-toy’s lips, “This one hopes though that is good consolidation for your mistake, it hopes you learn from it,” it says with a playful wink, scampering off into the back of the store.

A-toy blinks, “Ah… yeah,” it says, swallowing the last bit of the sergal toy’s flavor looking down behind the counter, sighing, “Now it has to clean that up.”

“Sorry!” ?-2003 yells out just as it disappears. It shifts to a predatory mode, peeking into the office, noting that the leopard toy just puts the drawers into the safe, rump hiked, swaying, moving over to the computer to get to typing in the data it needs to, checking its paper notes to ensure accuracy, “Perfect timing.”

M-7373 hums to itself, typing feverishly, “Everything looking good so far,” it mutters when it suddenly stiffens feeling someone grip it from behind, a white muzzle appearing from the peripherals of its vision, letting out a huff, “I’m busy, what is it that you want?”

With a slow rump sway, its length pressing up under the toy’s butt cheeks, “This one got a little jump on you, and now it is going to show you what it can do for you,” it says, running its hands across its chest, claws playing with the toy’s nipples, “It knows you want a little bit loss of control from time to time,” it murrs gently licking across the feline’s cheek, letting its arousing mouth juices sink into it.

It huffs, puffing its cheeks, “Who is to say this one wanted you to sneak up on it. Or that this one would want to be underneath anyone,” it stays, its cock hardening quickly, the tingle of pleasure and excitement rushing through it, “This one is not normally aroused this quickly… unless… Maker you are a sneaky one if you gave this one the same abilities.”

“Now, now, you challenged this one to take you, and that is what this one is going to do, nice, slow fierce,” it mutters, nibbling the toy’s neck, licking across its ear gently biting it, it’s cock pressing underneath the feline’s tail, pressing against its pucker.

It groans, clenching the table, “Come on now, this one has to get its work done. These numbers need to be punched in here for proper record keeping,” it states, grunting a little, starting to purr.

“This one knows, and that means this one doesn’t have a lot of time and must be quick,” it says, pressing its member into the tight eager hole, pre-cum spurting onto the entrance making it slicker. A soft moan escapes its lips as it sinks into you, “Oh, you’re very tight.”

“This one isn’t stretched that often,” it huffs, pressing back against the toy, making it hard to tell if it's to push against the sergal’s thrusts or a vein attempt to push the toy off from it, its face looks a mixed of annoyance and pleasure.

“Don’t give this one that face, it knows you are enjoying yourself, you are purring,” it says, reaching down, gently caressing the toy’s belly, grinding itself against the dark grey, black and red feline, its member sinking deeper into it, feeling the tight milking squeeze of the toy’s butt, almost hilting into it.

“A cat’s purr for more reasons than just being happy, it can be for being bothered,” it grunts, holding back a moan, keeping that feline annoyed face, tightly holding onto the countertop, bucking against the sergal.

“Oh, come on. This one knows you are enjoying yourself,” it says, reaching down the toy’s body, claws gently scratching along its front, reaching for the toy’s twitching, aching length, “This one knows it's not a banana in your pocket as you have no pockets,” it says with a giggle.

M-7373 rolls its eyes, “There’s no helping you is there?” it says, groaning, the sergal starting to slip in and out of its rear, a gently firm thrust, its length playful teased, cock twitching, balls growing heavy as pleasure surges through it. Its rear automatically milks the toy’s length with expert precision, each time the cock runs across its prostate, the warmth and pleasure of the other toy increases, “You’ll just say whatever you want to claim victory.”

“This one is not claiming anything except that sweet butt of yours,” it says with a soft chuckle, “It could have you on your knees and sucking this one off, flooding it with its juices before giving you a nice around with that cute ass of yours,” it says with a playful wink, “Who knows, you might be very thirsty.”

It shudders, bucking against the toy’s thrusts, its body bouncing against the counter, legs spreading, tail wrapping around the sergal, “No, no this will be fine,” it says with another deep moan, gasping in pleasure, hands tightly clenching the countertop, cock dribbling pre-cum, which is caressed around its length, making it shine, growing slick with each pump, “If you make this one make a mess you’ll be the one that will clean it up.”

It nuzzles, “Blame, A-5370, it told this one where it was and it has to get back to Maker after this. Normally it loves to clean the mess but it only has so much time,” it says, giving a hard slam into the toy’s butt, starting to go faster, “And it's more fun to make you make another clean,” it says with a sly grin.

With a soft moan it responds, “It will make A-toy clean it to pay for ratting out its location,” it says, grunting, enjoying the building warmth within it, each thrust sends a burst of delight through it, the humping growing stronger, more passionate, the sergal holding it close in a loving even if domineering way, the look of annoyance never fully leaving it, but when it hears that delightful climactic moan escaping the sergal’s lips, the warmth of seed gushing into its rear, the quick pistoning of its length, making the flood gates get released, a pleasuring purr mew does leave it.

“There we go, a nice good climax just for you, it knows you’d love it,” it says, milking the feline’s length, draining it of every drop, while its own is milked dry by the toy’s expertly squeezing ass, “It hopes you enjoyed the little bonus pleasure, it really thinks you deserve a good hard fucking after a hard long day,” it says with a few more playful thrusts.

M-7373 smirks, “Yeah, yeah, whatever you say, when you leave, just make sure to tell A-toy to come in here so it can reward it for the help it gave you,” it replies, squeezing the toy’s length nice and tight as the sergal slowly pulls out of it, its length completely drained of its essence.

“This one will be sure to do so,” it says, licking its fingers clean, looking over at the feline, “Want some?” it asks, showing its half cleaned cum covered hand.

It shakes its head, “Nope, this one will be fine.”

“You're lost, and good luck on the rest of your work, this one needs to get back to Maker.”

It chuckles, “It will, and you do that. And tell Maker thanks for creating such a cute and devious toy.”

“It’ll be sure to do that,” it says, departing, waving to A-toy, “Hey, M-7373 would like to thank you for your work, so if you are a good toy and head into the back office.”

The demon toy tilts its head curiously, “Oh? This one wonders what it's about.”

“You’ll learn soon enough,” it says, waving the slightly confused demonic toy, that finishes up what it's doing heading to M-toy to discover just what kind of ‘reward’ it is going to get.

Arriving back at the toy molding rooms, the sergal toy is greeted by its Maker and its paired toy, the molding pod open, waiting for it, “Hello Maker! This one wanted to let you know that M-7373 wants to thank you for making a wonderful devious toy. It was asked to inform you of such.”

K-2373 mews softly, “Really now? Good to hear it, that one can be a stubborn one to please, it has very high standards, not that’s a problem. Now be a good toy and get into the mold, the last one you’ll need for the foreseeable future.”

“Yes Maker!” it exclaims, rushing into the mold, leaning back, “This one is excited to see what surprises you have for it tomorrow.”

“Relax toy,” it says, gently pushing the sergal into the hard plastic mold, “You’ll know soon enough, relax, listen, obey.”

“Yes Maker,” it says with a soft moan, the front of the mold coming down over it, creating the black, white and blue blur and a black and red one. The dildos are slipped into it at the same time with the help of the two feline toys. It moans softly, gently squeezing the lengths, the warm white and hot pink latex pushed into it, air sucked from the mold, body made to fit perfectly with the mold, leaving it in a quiet place, listening to the programming that whispers into its mind. The toy eagerly thinking about what tomorrow will bring, the Maker toy and its pair leave it to its mold, letting it sink ever deeper into its wonderful programming, solidifying its position forever to what it is, a good gay fuck toy…

The next day when the black, blue, and white blur returns, its body grows eager, aching, the rush of cool air into the mold, freeing it from its tight bondage. The last bit of latex still within its mouth is swallowed down before the mold is pulled up. It wiggles within the mold, feeling its length and chest tugged by the hard plastic as it peels off from its white and hot pink body, “Oh Maker… that always feels so good, it's going to miss that,” it says licking its lips.

“Too bad that is your last molding, but it has a surprise for you,” K-2373 says, the toy’s length as hard as the sergal. It reaches out gently caressing that hot pink length, giving it a gentle tug, “Come out toy.”

“Yes Maker,” it says with a soft moan, stepping fully out of the hard plastic mold with a schlunk. The soft pull and tug of the plastic against the toy’s body is an evil tease. The sergal, leans against its Maker, “This one can’t wait to find out what the surprise is.”

It grins, “Well it is a big one, are you ready?” it asks, gently caressing the sergal’s sensitive bits with one hand, the other over the computer console that controlled the molding pods.

“Yes Maker!” it says with a big grin.

“It’s a big surprise, are you sure you can handle it?”

“Of course, Maker, you can count on this one.”

“Good, good, it certainly hopes so. It has two big surprises for you, but one at a time.”

“Two surprises?” it asks with a gasp, grinding itself against its Maker’s hand, watching it tap the console screen a click and churn of machinery is heard from the pod to their left.

“Yup, help remove these dildos from this mold so it can show you,” it says, motioning to the other mold.

“Yes Maker,” it says, going for the rear dildo, twisting and pulling it out, the flow of black rubber dripping, it looks at the mold, seeing a large black and cyan rubber toy held within, “What is this? Looks familiar,” it thinks, dildos removed, the mold clicking, the front peeling back, a soft female voice moans out.

“Now, that was an extremely educational experience!” exclaims K-2003, the black and cyan sergal toy steps out.

?-2003 looks over the matching sergal that has a clear foot in height over it, the toy’s eyes advertising from the sergal’s breasts, “K-2003? That’s your Maker, Maker.”

“Yup! This one is, and it hopes you aren’t having too much of a mind fuck from this,” it says with a rump wiggle, the sergal toy running its claws against its counterpart, lifting the toy’s head, “Awe, you don’t even like to see this one’s breasts, it will keep that in mind.”

“This one is a bit confused but… what does this mean Maker?” ?-2003 asks, looking over at K-2373.

“May this one answer?” K-2003 asks.

The feline toy mews, “Of course, Maker. It was your idea.”

“Well…” the sergal stands up tall and straight, “Let it explain as it gives you these balls back. It’s very interesting to have them dangling, and was a lovely experience, it shall keep that in mind in the future,” it says with an affirmative nod, grabbing the ball attachment/cock ring, slowly and tenderly moving it, moaning softly as it does so, “This one can’t be duplicated, replicated in anyway. Many reasons as to why, but it really did want to better understand its toy on how a specialized gay toy works. It’s understanding on the other side is a bit more realized being a mostly female based model.”

?-2003 tilts its head, “Mostly?”

It points down to its length, handing the balls to K-2373 before pushing it back into its sex, “It can pop that out as needed.”

“Awe, that is a lovely cock Maker, you should leave it out.”

“It’s had it out plenty already,” it says with a playful wink, “Now. So it wanted to learn but it can’t mold itself into the femboy gay toy that you are. So, we molded a blank toy for this one to control and puppet for a while. Helping the latex learn and experience the world, building itself up based on what it is doing, under this one’s guidance.”

?-2003 sways its rump, “This one is a puppet of yours?” it asks, tilting its head.

“No, it was puppeting your body as you learned and grew into your own toy self, picking up some of its mannerisms, like a child would learn from a parent. Hmm, toy wonders if this is a way toys can make ‘kids’ in a way… a cute thought but its getting off topic. Your body was made similar to this one but not exact. Couldn’t do it that way, no duplicates of this one after all. And it's not duplicating itself. You simply rubber learned to be the toy you are from what you were doing, becoming your own toy based on an outline of this one.”

“What about this one’s skills?”

“You got that from this one, skills are totally good, most toys get the basics from the get go anyway, nothing new there.”

“Does that mean Maker that this toy is also this one’s Maker?”

“More or less,” K-2003 answers.

K-2373 mews, “It hopes that is alright, it had some concern as you became fully your own toy by day five, that such a shock might be too much for you.”

“No, no Makers, it's totally fine. It didn’t know it had two wonderful Makers working on it,” it says with a rump sway and wiggle.

The black and cyan sergal grins, “This one knew it would be fine. By day five it was supplying knowledge and some skills but the rest was all you. It used the mold system to control at first but later monitor and study how you thought, why you thought it, get completely in your head, providing what support it could while knowing just exactly what a purely gay minded toy is like.”

“This one is glad to help a Maker in such an important task. It knows Makers are very busy toys doing so many good things.”

K-2373 grins wide, “Which brings this one to its next surprise.”

“Oh?” ?-2003 asks, tilting its head, while the other sergal toy says nothing, its sex sealing with its clit hood, tenderly suckling its fingers.

“This one doesn’t want to break the moment, so it’ll just watch this,” K-2003 thinks.

“You will be another Maker of this store. Given your already extensive experience and knowledge of the process. Though feel free to ask this one or your other Maker for any help if you happen to need it.”

?-2003 gasps, “T-this one? As a toy maker? Oh Maker! This one thanks you for the opportunity, it appreciates the chance and will do all that it can to be of assistance. It knows how hard you work and try to alleviate some of those duties, to the best of its ability,” it says with a bow.

K-2373 mews, gently petting the toy’s head, “You’ve done well, and it was a group store project to help mold you into the perfect gay toy that it knows you are.”

“Awe thank you Maker.”

“Congratulations. Making a Maker toy is very rare, and has to get this one’s approval, often this one is the one that does it… which in this case it has!” it says with a giggle.

“Yes, thank you Maker for your help too,” ?-2003 says with a little bow.

K-2003 gently raises ?-2003’s head up, “Good toy, now, K-2373 can you get your office ready for some meetings it’s in desperate need of getting done before it departs the store?”

“Of course, Maker, B-toy is already setting it up, but you have a little time before it begins.”

“Perfect, this one wants to do one thing with its newest toy and itself,” K-2003 says gently petting the back of the white and hot pink sergal toy’s head, caressing it under the chin, enjoying the soft murr that escapes its lips, “This one wants you and this one to have a little fun with one of the toys you left in that techno bondage room, do you think you can do that with this one?”

It lets out a soft moan, enjoying the soft pets, “Yes Maker, it can, though it's not that into females, but it will serve any user or Maker as any good toy should.”

K-2003 giggles, “Oh this one is very well aware of your interests, but fear not!” it exclaims with a rump wiggle, “You won’t be pleasuring this one but one you’ve already enjoyed before.”

?-2003 smirks, “Oh? This one likes how you think,” it says with a giggle following the sergal, “Maker, will it be alright if it does?” it asks, looking toward K-2373.

It waves it off, “Totally fine, enjoy yourself.”

“Thank you, Makers!” it says with a rump sway, tail hiked a little, balls squeezed together with its thighs to give a little tease for anyone peeking under its tail.

“This one is pleased you are taking everything so well,” says K-2003, leading the toy through the main store, which is just moments away from opening, “It knows it could cause an existential crisis of origin and personality.”

It lets out a soft murr, “This one can understand your concerns Maker, but this one knows what it is, and its purpose. It is an object, a thing, a fuck toy, and how its made doesn’t change that, not one bit.”

“Wonderful,” it says happily.

“It is fabulous, isn’t it?” ?-2003 murrs, heading into the toy testing rooms.

“It’s also pleased you aren’t a complete clone of this one, it was worried you’d be too similar to this one.”

“What? Nonsense, that would never happen.”

“Never say never, though that saying really kills itself,” says K-2003, rubbing its chin, opening the door to the tech bondage room where, L-3415 and I-8376 are still in their bondage pods, squirming and moaning softly, “Oh good they are still here.”

“Which toys will be getting?” ?-2003 inquires, approaching them, running its hands across the squirming toys’ bellies.

“We’ll be having fun with L-3415, while I-8376 watches.”

“Oh? Why’s that?”

“Only one paid for it.”

?-2003 smirks, “Oh is that why?”

“Yup!... wait, you didn’t question what it said.”

“Huh? Should it?”

“It doesn’t think so, but people tend to ask this one questions about what it says, and it felt like it would have been one of those times.”

“Huh, not sure why Maker, what you said felt perfectly understandable to this one, what was left to question?”

“Hmm, you know this one was thinking that it might be… ah never mind. You gave this one the clear thought that it is just others misunderstanding this one. It happens, no one is perfect,” it says, nodding sagely, “Now, please take L-toy out of there so it can take its front and you can take its rear.”

?-2003 smirks, “You know that toy has a chastity device on it, are you planning on removing it?”

With a big sly grin, the sergal toy reaches out gently caressing the bound toy’s cage, claw tip running across the metal cum slit, “No.”

?-2003 chuckles, “Fabulous,” it says, releasing the toy from its bondage.

L-toy moans, body shaking and quivering in delight, the femboy fox toy squirms, wiggling its limbs free for the first time, practically falling into the black and cyan sergal’s arms, feeling the loving caressing embrace of the very large sergal toy.

I-toy squirms, panting and moaning in its bondage, “Lucky toy… but this is going to be so hot… even if it contains a female toy,” it thinks, shuddering when it feels K-2003’s claws run down its chest.

“Relax, you’ll enjoy it either way,” it says, winking at I-toy, pulling L-toy closer to it, holding it up by the butt, spreading its butt cheeks, its clit hood breaking its seal, the cyan clitoral hood licking across the chastity device, sliding underneath to the spot where the chastity and the balls meet, coating it in the toy’s arousing juices.

The femboy fox toy shudders, feeling the tingle of the toy’s arousing juices, seeing the Maker of the Maker before it, a dream come true, it shudders, arousal burning between its legs, pressing up against its cage, tail hiked when it feels a tender lick across its well-used hole, ?-2003 already working to prepare it for its duties, “The clit hood moves like the other sergal toy’s tongue,” it thinks.

?-2003 makes slow tender licks, slipping its forked tongue into the toy’s rear, pressing down on the well abused and used prostate, which is as sensitive as ever, making the fox let out soft squeaking yips of delight.

“There, that’s it. It knows of you, and one of your desires, and you were so helpful, it wants to give you just a little bit of that. Though so many toys are deserving, it only has time for this, for you,” it says, claws kneading the toy’s butt, pressing the toy closer, slipping the chastity device with the help of the toy’s clit hood into its sex, where it milks and squeezes along it, pumping against it like a dildo nub, “And it will help you have fun with this one and it's fellow toy unit.”

“Oh my gosh,” L-toy mews, bucking and grinding itself against the female sergal toy, the toy’s hot juices make the area sleeker, squeakier, gliding across the powerful toy folds, balls shining, the clitoral hood coiling around the device, the tip of which is running across the cum slit, tickling the aching bound dick.

?-2003 gives one last long slurp, fingers gripping K-2003’s working together to massage and play with the fox’s rump, it moves and adjusts itself the size differences between the two sergal toys and the small fox providing a little but not an insurmountable challenge. It’s hot pink length presses against the toy’s anal ring, its member twitching in delight, spurting pre-cum on the hole, “This one hopes you are ready, we are going to…” it says, trailing off looking up at its fellow sergal toy.

The black and cyan sergal toy leans in close, licking across the fox’s ear, whispering, “Make you cum hard in that chastity device of yours.”

It moans loudly, clenching the tip of the femboy sergal toy’s length as it slips into it, “Oh fuck…” it says, panting, whining, the thought of which driving it wild, already very pent up for hours on end of the machine fucking it that feeling a new dick within its rear is a breath of fresh air, feeling a thousand fold better than it normally would, pre-cum leaking from its length, which is soon penetrated by the sergal toy’s clitoral hood, sliding into its urethra.

“Yes, that is what we are doing,” the two sergal toys say in unison. K-2003 bucks hard down onto the toy, while ?-2003 bucks hard up. The white sergal toy balls smack against the fox’s ass with loud squeaks, hands holding it close, rubbing its smooth chest.

The femboy toy licks and whispers into the fox toy’s ear, “You are going to cum so hard again, aren’t you slutty toy?”

“Ahhh….” it milks the cock deep within it, enjoying each loving hard thrust, toes curling, legs dangling underneath it, held up, unable to do anything, arching its back, leaning against the two toys that rest their heads on its shoulders like a pair of consciousness, telling it what it should do, but in this case its like two lustful devils whispering sweet nothings into its ears.

K-2003 giggles, its breasts pressing down onto the L-toy with loud drawn-out squeaks, its tongue slithers onto the ear like its clit hood is doing to the fox toy’s dick, “Unable to say how good it is? Is your mind already being blown by it? How wonderful. It’s going to be a rememberable climax to this story, don’t you think?”

“Ahhhhgggghghggh” L-toy remarks, shuddering, closing its eyes, a helpless moaning, squirming toy.

?-2003 murrs, panting, nibbing along the toy’s chin, whispering into its ear, “That’s it toy. Relax, give in, don’t resist as we take you. A perfect fuck toy doing exactly what its meant to do, be taken by us toys, so you can remain at top working condition.” It pistons in and out of the toy’s rear, going harder, faster, grinding its chest against the toy’s back, pre-cum gushing into the toy’s rear making the entrance nice and slick, adding to the aphrodisiac effect that it it’s under from the other toy.

A blissful eternity experienced in an instance, the sergal’s clit hood diving in deeper into the cum slit, pumping it like the fox toy’s cum slit was a vagina and the sergal toy’s clit hood was a prehensile dick that is able to wiggle and squirm into the length, pumping it full of pleasure that it didn’t think it was possible.

The fires within L-toy’s loins burn hotter, the pressure building, the tugging of its sensitive rubber, the spreading of its rear. More devilish whispers are said into its ears, bouncing into its mind like the voice of its Maker whispering into its head, part of its programming.

“Toy is a good toy.”

“Toy serves.”

“Toy obeys.”

“Toy loves to fuck.”

“Toy is of service to its users.”

“Toy is an object.”

“Toy is a thing.”

“There is no I.”

“There is no me.”

“There is no myself.”

“There is only this one, it, itself, toy.”

Such blissful moments that are brought upon by its existence and something it could not imagine happening just earlier in the day… being taken by two sexy sergal toys, pumping it full with everything they got. Fucking a female toy, that is giving back to it more than it could ever do so with its bound chastity and then… it hits it.

The pressure built within its loins could not be kept up. Its rush of seed is about to gush out of it but then… nothing comes out. It’s body twitches, balls churning, muscles spasming, trying to push forward its toy essence, but there is a tender teasing massage from both ?-2003 and K-2003. Their fingers run behind the toy’s balls, along its snatch, massaging and squeezing the passageway where its cum would travel toward its dick. It’s all blocked away, the seed becoming backed up within the toy’s body, a ruined climax in its own right.

The toys whisper, “There, there, a lovely climax yes?”

K-2003 says, “Toy knows you let out such a mess last time, best not to add to it this time, hmm?”

?-2003 whispers, “A gay toy like you shouldn’t climax into a female like that, even another toy. Unless commanded, but last this one heard, Maker didn’t command you to cum into it.”

The other sergal toy chuckles, “Nope it did not. We are on the same wavelength aren’t we toy?”

The white and hot pink toy responds, “Great minds do think alike Maker.”

“That they do,” it responds, letting the high of the climax subside, its hot juices gushed all over the fox’s crotch while the other sergal pumped the toy full of its hot pink essence.

L-3415 is unable to say anything more than a whimper, loving every moment of this as its put down, the door to the room opening with B-toy standing in the door way.

“K-2003, everything is ready for your daily meeting.”

K-2003 smiles, wiggling its rump, pulling away from the toy as it leans back against ?-2003, “Wonderful! It will be right there! Sorry, this one couldn’t do more, but it has work to do,” it says, the clit hood sealing up, the black and cyan sergal gently running its fingers across the fox toy’s muzzle, “Be good now, this one is off to work.”

“AggahrrheyeshagahgaMakgereagager,” L-3415 mutters out, milking ?-2003’s length that remains deeply lodged within its rear.

The white and hot pink sergal toy says, “How much time does this one have till it needs to get back to work?” it asks, tilting its head curiously, gently caressing the fox toy in its arms, that appears to be too ‘weak’ to stand.

B-toy smiles, “It says about an hour before Maker will be needing to work some things with you.”

“An hour? This one thinks it can make that work,” it says looking at the exhausted fox toy and the really pent up femboy feline toy, still locked up in the bondage alcove, “Don’t you think? If not, please speak up.”

L-toy moans helplessly unable to say a thing, its length dripping of K-2003’s cyan female juices.

I-toy wiggles and squirms within its bondage, moaning in its gas mask hood, unable to say anything due to the dildo that is shoved into its mouth.

“What’s that? This one can’t hear a no, must mean you think it's enough time, that is just fabulous.”

K-2003 meanwhile heads down the hall back into K-2373’s personal room, heading straight to the office, double checking the camera, the security of the conference video call. Taking a moment to clean and polish itself with a cloth and blueberry scented toy polish, making its body shine and glisten, looking over to see the K-2373 looking over it.

“You know Maker, you could have asked this one to polish you.”

“Toy knows how you are about some of this one’s parts, and it's fine and it had time to get it ready.”

“Do you think you learned much on your little trip through gay land?”

K-2003 smiles, nodding, “This one definitely did. Thanks for the help. It’ll be sure to expand upon it, perhaps do a joint project sometime in the future.”

“Joint project?” it asks with an inquisitive mew.

“Yup, it just has to find the right material as we are getting close to introducing feral dragon toys. Perhaps a nice paired gay toy model could be something… We shall see though. One thing at a time. The meeting is about to begin.”

“Oh, and what about the toy district meeting?”

“The one in three hours?”

“Yup.”

“We’ll get that done with us on one end.”

“You know the other toy might be a bit jealous if we do that.”

“It’ll be fine, it’ll give them a week another time to balance it out,” it says with an affirmative nod, the call starting. K-2003 greeting the board meeting, “Hello! This one is glad to be back, and we have much to discuss, first order of business is…” The call starts without a hitch, everything going full on ahead as Toys-4-U has a big bright future ahead with a certain sergal toy at the helm.