This choice: "You'll find elegance and grace come naturally... even imposed." • Go Back...Chapter #6"You'll find elegance and grace come na... by: Mr. George   You can only take it as Agent Cochrane's hand roams over your lush body. Tracing broad circles on your expansive ass cheeks. His short male fingernails tracing brief shallow marks in your supple flesh.
"The gynoids aren't just a look." he purrs delightedly. His breath warming your earlobe as it drifts around your head. His musk an intoxicating fragrance. You suspect any man... every man will have that effect on you now.
"You need to strut as a gynoid. Putting the full sway of your hips into each sashaying stride. Plant each foot with a deliberation that makes your bust ripple and roll, ensures your nips shift teasingly against their silky imprisonment."
His tongue darting out, flick your earlobe making you shudder where you stand.
"You need to constantly be aware of your purpose." He smirks, the delight clear in his every word.
You can't imagine ever forgetting with such an immense bust pulling relentlessly at your shoulders, that gigantic ass swaying back and forth with every step.
"This'll help." a wry chuckle ending his caressing touch. One hand drifting beneath your skirt...
You can only warble and mewl, as you feel the chill, sensation of a well-lubricated butt-plug being driven home. The thing feels too wide to ever fit, stretching you beyond all fears. Only for your muscles to clamp down as soon as they can. Clenching tight around the narrow end. It fills you, completely. The idea of removing it is horrifying, you'd have to feel it's full width once again. You're not sure you're ever going to be ready for that.
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Chuckling he pats it, as you can only endure this humiliation. Standing there, utterly humiliated, he pauses, savouring your despair like the finest cuisine.
"Oh, and you'll never forget you're not a person... merely property."
His teeth latching onto your ear piercing, gently tugging on it. A quavering hand rising to belatedly protect it, as his mouth withdraws. You finger touching the saliva drizzled piercing, discovering how cheap and plastic it is. A QR code identifying you with a reference that defines you. Purely functional, and not something to make you feel pretty....
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Hips bucking you try to squeeze out that offensive plug. It's degrading, however as you try Agent Cochrane's arm reaches possessively around your waspish waist, claiming ownership of you.
It triggers a submissive response, as you can only snuggle against him. The gynoid programming commands you to obey. Even as his hand shifts, tracing patterns on your bare back. Taunting you with how much flesh your displaying... even something as innocent as your bare back. He chuckles, it's filthy and makes you feel dirty.
"Oh, and you have a trash tramp stamp, too." His nostrils flare as he snorts in contempt. "A butterfly... and more evidence that you're nothing more than property... Never... Never, ever to be mistaken as a human! Not even the most degraded woman."
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"Head to toe... and every inch inbetween, flaunt your purpose. He caresses you face, you can't even flinch or pull away, as he traces those high prominent cheek bones. Showing you the two lush pillows that you have for lips, too plush.
"Pwease..."
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Your enormous lashes flutter, further undermining any attempt at being taken as anything other than a sex toy!
Even that sensual breath sounded more like an invitation rather than the sincere pleading for mercy and compassion. Adding to your pain, he takes your trembling hand, resting it atop his stiffening cock, ensuring you know the effect you're having on him.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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