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“But Iwasn’t!” I protested. I twisted my head around, back over my other shoulder, trying to look at Master Hendryk. “I was just… I mean, it was early, and…”
“Why does that matter?” Candy demanded. “Master, I think you should definitely give her a punishment fucking.”
“Candy,” Master Hendryk said, his voice severe, “do you need to run a diagnostic on your personality module?”
I blinked, frowning. It didn’t seem like the question an owner would ask a real girl… unless it was actually just the same asDo you need to spend some time in the corner?Because I had linked Candy’s reality with my being an angel, the thought made my brain spin for a second—what would it mean for me if Candy had to run a diagnostic?
Should I run a diagnostic? Or spend time in the corner?
The disorientation these questions filled my mind with spilled over and made me lose a piece of self-control—a bit I hadn’t even realized I had tried to keep until it let go.
“There’s definitely something wrong with her,” I said, before my artificial bed sister could even answer. Then as I heard myself I added, with a little anxiety creeping audibly into my tone, “Master.”
Master Hendryk’s response made me confront the sheer idiocy of what I had just said. The hand between my legs gripped so firmly that I cried out, while the one on my throat moved swiftly across my body to seize me under my right shoulder. He picked me up off the bathroom floor as if I weighed nothing.
Idoneed a diagnostic, or something, don’t I?I thought as I cried out with the suddenness of the lifting and the ease with which my owner carried me from the bathroom into the vast bedroom with its enormous bed. His thumb moved between my bottom-cheeks and found the sore button of my anus, pressing there so that I whimpered in discomfort and alarm.
“Candy,” Master Hendryk instructed, “come in here and stand next to the bed. Answer my question—do you need to run a diagnostic?”
“No, Master,” Candy said, her voice coming nearer as she obeyed our owner’s command. “I’m not scheduled for a diagnostic until tonight. Last night’s was nominal.”
The rather technical words sounded very strange in Candy’s lilting, girlish voice. Something about this confirmation that whatever ‘reality’ the AI concubine possessed also involved scheduled diagnostics made me start to struggle against Master Hendryk’s grip on me. The whole situation, the idea of my frightening new owner exercising his absolute power over me through this strange hybrid of girl and computer, overcame my sensible impulse to obey him before I made matters worse.
Master Hendryk grunted, much more in acknowledgment of my rebellion than any effort he had to expend in manhandling me. He had reached the foot of the bed. He held me in front of him in that terribly shameful grip, suspended over the bed, and though I tried to stop myself I kept resisting, kept attempting to wriggle out of his grasp. I didn’t have enough rational control to understand how foolish that defiance was—or even to reflect that I would never, ever have resisted Master G that way.
“Renee,” Master Hendryk said, sounding very annoyed, “Candy may not need a diagnostic, but it seems like you need the equivalent for a regular human bed girl who can’t seem to keep from being naughty.”
Oh, no.Somehow he had read my mind—or, worse, our dominant and submissive minds moved in perfect sync. The warm feeling that filled my chest at the thought took me by surprise and stilled my struggling limbs.What?I demanded.Youcan’tbelikinghim, Renee.
“You’re going to wait on this bed with your ass in the air, holding your butt-cheeks open, well plugged, until I come back to give you exactly the punishment bottom-fucking Candy just recommended. Candy, get the little punishment plug from the drawer. You’ll put that in Renee’s anus for me after I go.”
He had been holding me more or less horizontally. As he delivered his lewd instructions to Candy, though, he raised me almost all the way to a vertical position then began to lower me to the bed.
“But…,” I tried to say, struggling anew in his strong hands.
Master Hendryk cut me off sharply.
“I’ve had enough of this rebellious attitude, Renee,” he said, his voice menacing. “I understand that having Candy as your bed sister presents a challenge. But your resistance to facing that challenge makes it very clear how badly you’re in need of strict discipline. As you know, I have no problem with giving that to you. While you’re on the bed waiting for your fucking, with your butt nice and full, I want you to think about why I decided to put you in Candy’s hands, rather than plugging you myself.”
He finished lowering me to my knees on the soft comforter. I tried to kick a little on the way down but Master Hendryk put an immediate stop to that with a hard squeeze to my pussy and the driving of his thumb into my anus. I cried out and bent my knees so that when he propelled my upper body over and down, toward the mattress, I collapsed onto my elbows.
“Spread that ass for me, my dear,” Master Hendryk said as he stepped back from the bed and let go of me. “Face down. Hands on those little cheeks and open wide. I want a good look at that sweet asshole before I go back to work for a while.”
I felt my forehead crease so deeply it hurt, and my face burned like the sun. HowhadI gotten into this position, with my tummy full of butterflies at the thought of what my master and my strange bed sister were going to do to my poor almost-virgin bottom? I gave a sob and I put my hands back, dropping my face to the mattress as much to hide it from Candy as to obey Master Hendryk’s order.
I whimpered at the touch of my own fingers on my bruised cheeks, and then again as I did as my owner had commanded and opened myself to show him the shameful place where he had already taken his brutal pleasure once, and meant to enjoy himself again much too soon for my comfort.
“There we go,” he said, his voice seeming to come from far behind and above me. “Get her nice and ready for me, Candy. Not too much lube, though. We don’t want to make this easy for her, do we?”
CHAPTER15
Renee
“Whydoyou think he left you to me?” Candy asked as soon as I heard the door close behind Master Hendryk.
I had gone deep into subspace without noticing it. That was the way it always happened, and Master G had taught me not to panic when I realized that I had gotten detached from my body, but Candy’s bright question brought a wave of fear into my free-floating consciousness. It seemed to come from very far away not only in distance but also in meaning, as if the artificial girl had spoken in a foreign language despite every word being in plain English.
I became dimly aware, in the darkness of the comforter’s soft surface that enclosed my face, through the tension of my arms stretched back to keep following my master’s humiliating command, that Candy had moved. I heard the drawer of a bedside table open to my right, and then I heard her rummaging around.
