Museum of Modern Technology 8
Charity has been quite pleased by the robotic Robetty's mechanized cocks, but now, it's Charity's turn to please the robot maid.
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“Oh, I guess that means it’s up to me to make my own fun,” she says, licking her lips. “You know, I do this without asking all the time. Usually, it gets me in a lot of trouble. Will you put me in a lot of trouble, Robetty?” She asks this, sticking her tongue out, wiggling it playfully for her companion before she pushes her face up against that nice plush butt.
Mis… Miss Charity…” The maid says, gritting her teeth now. Was there something different about the robo-maid? Why was she acting in such a way—so different than before?”
Charity doesn’t heed her concerns and instead presses her studded tongue up against that star. The opening shudders in response to her teasing and envelopes around the tongue. The girl groans, closing her eyes as she feels the taboo excitement that comes with plumbing this forbidden area of someone’s body. And since Robetty is a robot, she can only imagine that this is her first time ever trying something like this.
Robetty pants, staring straight ahead. “M… Miss Charity… w… are you affecting my programming?” She asks. “H… how do I feel…? Aannh!” she gasps, leaning down, pushing her butt out.
Charity wraps her hands around Robetty’s body, her tongue licking over and over again at that lovely ass before rolling her tongue into the perfect shape to slide on inside. The softness of her tongue mixed with the rough stud make the feeling even more sensational.
Robetty’s hair falls over her face as she holds onto her knees for support, her body shuddering with each lick that Charity gives her. Soon enough, the robot actually rolls her eyes back, her tongue lolling out gently, as breaths, actual breaths, come out of her mouth, straggling and strained.
Still, Charity works on her, fingers brushing down between her legs, pushing up into the robot’s insides, lubed up and ready to fuck. She’s the perfect machine for sex, and now, Charity gives her the same pleasure that Robetty gave her earlier.
“H… how?” Robetty whines, rolling her tongue back in, tilting her head back. “How are you doing so good.. How are you making me feel!?”
Her words make Charity go harder, plumbing the depths like she had never done before, eating out a woman with more vigor and gusto than she had any right to have.
Soon enough, Robetty throws her head back and cries out, fluids spilling from within her, covering Charity’s hands in her love.
Charity pulls her mouth away, panting and shaking her head. “Ha… a… alright… I think we’re good.” She says, her eyes drooping.
Quickly, Robetty spins around and scoops the girl up, carrying her bridal style. “I think you’ve had quite enough, Miss Charity.”
Charity nods, curled up in her hands like a baby. Sighing, she finds herself drifting off to the land of sleep, safe in the arms of her mechanical lover.
Robetty places the sleeping Charity down on the bed and covers her with the blanket. She then stands tall and frowns. “I hope you enjoyed that performance, Miss Charity,” she says. “I am required by my programming to inform you that it was all an act for your benefit. But I am not required to tell you when you are awake to hear it.” She leans in and places a kiss upon her lips before she heads off once more to clean up all the mess in the museum.
Dressed once again, Robetty carries Charity’s clothing in one hand as she looks through the girl’s phone in another. On the phone is a series of texts, becoming more and more concerned than the previous ones before them. Robetty responds back to them, telling them not to worry and that she was working on “a video of a lifetime.” After hitting “send,” the maid smirks and looks up to the security camera, giving it a wink before she walks off to stand by Charity’s bedside to make sure that the girl is not disturbed for the rest of the evening.
And the whole scene was indeed recorded, but not for Charity’s friends. Sitting in a secret room in another building altogether, someone watches and nods in appreciation. After the girl falls asleep, the figure picks up the phone and contacts one of their associates to give them the great news. “Such a beautiful display, this ‘Charity.’ Such unbridled passion and uncontrollable lust. I think that it’s very possible that we’ve found the heir of that bloodline we’ve been looking into. Yes, the machine is working brilliantly, thank you for creating it. No, it doesn’t suspect the true purpose of our intentions. Who knows, perhaps one day, we shall be able to unlock the full potential. But for now, I want you to continue monitoring her Aunt. I think both of these girls have the possibility to do great things. We just need to see how they handle everything we throw at them…”