Plastic Pleasure: Natalie

* * * Plastic Pleasure * * *
 
*** Chapter One: Arrival ***
 
The FAC are products of the FAC Production Company – they create female androids that serve multiple purposes. Their most common use is as sex dolls. It is not strange for a happily married man with children to take his FAC into a bathroom and blow a load down her throat. Thriving industries supply their workers with free-use FACs as well. And lower quality FACs are placed in busy areas so that anyone can use them in the streets. The modern world has allowed science to progress to unimaginable heights, and FAC are the tip of the iceberg. FACPC Founder Victor Hopkins has stated he has many more ideas that will allow humans to lead the ideal life.
 
FACs are identical to humans with only a few differences –
 
1)      Their synthetic biology requires them to eat a pink paste in place of food. This paste gives the androids all their nutritional needs and solves potential technical issues that may be building up. The paste is created using advanced technology, allowing it to recharge their batteries! Having to eat this paste also means the androids produce waste – and for convenience, their waste is an efficient fertiliser.
 
2)      Androids have no gag reflex. The FACPF initially built them with gag reflexes, but the majority of their buyers complained, so these days it is rare to find a gagging FAC. Victor Hopkins, the founder of FAC, asked some of his customers who preferred gagging androids their opinions and most of them responded along the lines of: “I miss the gagging, but it still feels amazing.” Removing the androids’ gag reflexes was good for profits, as Hopkins and his scientists discovered it was more expensive to include the reflex due to the throat module they used.
 
3)      The most notable difference between humans and androids is the collar androids wear. They are devices that are reportedly indestructible. Hopkins has never explained why the androids wear these collars or why they were constructed to withstand so much destruction. When asked about this, Mr Hopkins always gives the same response: “Identification is essential, and I’d rather not have to build replacement collars regularly.” While this satisfies most reporters and journalists, some of the more curious and stubborn ones pester the man every chance they get.
 
Like sharks to blood, an underground black market came up with a means to create FACs of their own. Due to how expensive creating a single android is, this market resorted to something dark in the pursuit of money. They abducted and forced living, breathing women to act as androids. However, since FACs have no gag reflex and do not need to breathe, their abductees had to be trained.
 
One of their victims, Natalie, begins her new life as a Female Android Cocksleeve today. She is nervous and scared. The woman has spent the last several months choking herself on dildos and getting facefucked by the men that held her captive to dull her gag reflex. Repeated throat abuse caused her to suffer through weeks upon weeks of sore throat due to the physical trauma of facefucking.
 
The organisation has her family in their kill zone and has even shown her pictures of them to prove it. They post on Natalie’s Facebook and Twitter, pretending to be her so that no one gets suspicious. Occasionally, the men have Natalie stand in front of a green screen and pose. Jean, who is proficient with photoshop, creates realistic pictures where Natalie is smiling beside landmarks. Although a 22-year-old woman can only go on vacation for so long, and eventually, Natalie’s family will start asking the questions the organisation doesn’t want to answer.
 
The back of the black SUV she sat in was pristine and had that brand-new car smell. Natalie solemnly looked at the area between her feet and thought: Even if I run now, they’d kill my family anyway. The girl’s family had no idea they were a breath away from death. Any misbehaviour or failure to act like a proper FAC would result in men storming Natalie’s family home and killing everyone there.
 
“Alright, we’re here.” The driver said, loud enough so Natalie could hear him.
 
The man in the passenger seat turned around to look at the young blonde. He took in the red streaks framing the left side of her face and the tight blue dress that brought out her curves. “Damn,” he sized her up, “You’re fuckin’ gorgeous aren’t you, bitch?!” He said motioned a kiss with his lips, and grinned when Natalie’s blue eyes scornfully looked away.
 
The vehicle stopped before a large, black, metal gate. The driver spoke into the intercom: “We have a delivery for a Mr Smith? We’re from the FAC Production Company.”
 
There was no response from the intercom, but the electric gate soon slid open. “Won’t even talk to us, eh?” The passenger scoffed, “Rich folk. Too fuckin’ good for anyone. What the hell does this asshole need an FAC for anyway? I bet he could have real women lining up to suck his cock and get a piece of that fortune.”
 
The driver ignored his co-worker and drove ahead. Lots of greenery framed the path he drove, and after a few turns, they finally saw the mansion. He whistled in admiration.
 
“You lookin’ forward to havin’ another dick in your mouth, ho’bag?” The passenger asked, his language earning an annoyed look from the driver. Natalie ignored him again. The SUV stopped several metres in front of the large, black double door.
 
“I got this one,” the driver said, as he opened the car door and approached the house carrying a clipboard and three plastic-wrapped packages. He knocked a few times using the decorated knocking handle.
 
A tall man with wet, slicked back, black hair and greying sides opened the door. Hairs covered his chest, but most of his body was hidden by a silky black robe. He looked down at the driver with a cold stare from the higher ground.
 
The driver nodded at the man, figuring him for the type that didn’t like pointless conversation. He offered the clipboard to him, and instructed: “Sign on the empty spaces, flip the page and do it again.” The driver took the clipboard back, and gave the man the packages. “This is your FACs ‘food’. This is all she needs to eat. When you run out, dial the number on the package.”
 
The man did as instructed, and nodded where appropriate. He had no idea he was signing for ownership of a human being.
 
“Thank you, sir,” the driver said, as he took the clipboard back and walked to the vehicle.
 
 “Alright, Cocksleeve,” the foulmouthed passenger turned around in his seat and grinned lecherously at the girl. “Get the fuck out and go suck that rich asshole’s dick!”
 
“Yes, sir,” Natalie said. Despite her obedience, Natalie felt hate and fear boiling within her. She hated Jean, and even though the driver never took part in her degradation, she hated him for doing nothing to help her.  
 
The driver got back in the car again and lit a cigarette. He took a few drags and looked at the girl in his mirror and flicked the ash in the pull-out ashtray below the stereo. “Come on, get out. The guy who lives here has already bought you. One call from him to our bosses and your family’s dead.”
 
The driver looked at Natalie in the rearview mirror. She hadn’t budged yet. He lit another cigarette and took a few drags, before flicking the ash in the pull-out ashtray below the stereo system. “Come on, Nat. The guy already bought you.”
 
The passenger grinned, apparently amused with the situation.
 
Natalie felt tears welling up, but she fought them off.
 
“Good bitch, you’re an android! Androids don’t cry like dumb little girls!” the passenger said, and reached toward Natalie to grab her breast. However, she pulled away just before he could, and he laughed. “Ohhh, come on. After everything we’ve been through, you won’t even give Daddy a little squeeze? Aren’t you gonna miss my cock?”
 
Natalie clenched her fists in frustration and tried to control her breathing.
 
The passenger’s demeanour changed, and his expression became sterner. “Apologise and beg me to grope your tit.”
 
The man waiting at the mansion’s door way tapped his foot with impatience. The SUV had tinted windows, so he couldn’t see what was happening inside.
 
The driver watched the girl in the mirror with mild interest as she turned her chest toward his co-worker.
 
“I’m sorry for my defiance, Daddy, please grope my tit,” Natalie said, disguising her disgust with a stoic visage.
 
“There we go, what a good bitch you are!” the passenger laughed as he squeezed Natalie’s left breast in his hand and pulled the flesh toward himself until the girl whimpered. “Now come on, bitch, you’ve gotta be stronger than that if you want to survive as a FAC! Now hurry up and thank me for training you!”
 
“Thank you, Daddy,” the girl said, holding in a whimper as the man kept kneading her breast.
 
The driver rolled his eyes, “Come on Jean, cut it out, let her go already.”
 
Jean laughed and let the girl go, “Yeah, yeah, whatever. Fuck off, whore. Behave like a good cocksucker for Mister Smith!”
 
Natalie turned away and wiped tears from her eyes. Jean was the one she hated the most, and the one most responsible for her lack of a gag reflex. He had a croaky voice that Natalie had to listen to for months, as he enjoyed verbally berating her every chance he had. She opened the back door and shut it before approaching the house.
 
“Man, I am gonna miss that ass.” The passenger said to his co-worker as he watched the girl through the window.
 
The man waiting for Natalie watched her approach, but to Natalie’s surprise, he closed the door in her face.
 
Why did he shut the door? Natalie thought and awkwardly looked back at the driver. He was stubbing his cigarette out in the ashtray and offered her a shrug. Natalie guessed her new owner wanted their introduction to be done properly, so she obliged him.
 
Knock, knock, knock.

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*** Chapter Two: First Task ***

 
You’re an android. You’re a Female Android Cocksleeve. Natalie told herself. The girl’s heart raced as the door opened again. “Female Android Cocksleeve, Natalie, has successfully been delivered!” She announced in a blithe tone, as the owner of the house looked at her.
 
“Excellent, right on time.” Zachariah nodded as he looked the android up and down. He reached for the woman’s left breast and sampled her right in the doorway. “You cost me a pretty penny,” the Master said, but upon feeling Natalie’s skin – taut flesh soft and pleasing to touch – Zachariah knew his decision was correct. Regardless of the insane prices, he understood why people were willing to pay so much for them.
 
Natalie knew that lecherous fiend in the passenger seat was still watching. She had no choice but to let the man feel her up. The groping continued, and after a few seconds, they heard the SUV start and drive away.
 
Zachariah stepped backward, and Natalie noticed his frustration due to Jean and the driver. Owning a cocksleeve himself had been the only thing on the man’s mind the entire day, and satiating his lust was the first thing on his agenda. Forcing his sexual appetite down for a few more seconds, Zachariah took in the android’s looks. He appreciated her assets; the red streaks in her hair, the curves of her body with a more than gratuitous ass and large breasts. Not that those are that important. What matters the most to me is…
 
Natalie felt like a piece of meat as the man took her in. His eyes lingered on her breasts and ass, but what he paid the most attention to was her mouth. It was all Natalie could do not to cringe in disgust at how hungry Zachariah’s eyes looked as he stared at her lips like a beast sizing up its meal.
 
“Pull the door shut behind you,” Zachariah ordered.
 
The android did as ordered and pulled the door shut. Upon hearing the closing mechanism, it sounded as if Natalie had just officially surrendered herself to the man.
 
“Come, you’ll be given your first task now,” Zachariah said as he turned, and expected his property to follow. He could feel his cock straining against his pants, and knew he’d need a change of underwear after this: precum was soaking them.
 
“Yes Sir,” Natalie said and followed the man into the enormous house. It feels like every room in this mansion is twice the size of my parents’ house. Natalie forced herself to push thoughts like that down: it wouldn’t help her to think of her family at this point. She needed to empty her mind and her heart. When they reached the sitting room, Natalie imagined it getting turned into an In-door Cricket arena due to its immense size.
 
Zachariah sat down in the centre cushion of a luxurious black leather couch and spread his legs slightly. He relaxed on the couch with a content expression. The manual he read suggested giving the androids simple instructions, as that way, the user will become more accustomed to using them. “Natalie. Suck my dick.” He ordered. His cock throbbed in anticipation in the confines of his trousers, but his face was calm as he gazed at the android.
 
“Yes, Sir,” Natalie said as she got down on her knees in front of the man. She unclipped the button of Zach’s pants, then pulled down his zipper. The slave could see him throbbing beneath his underwear and begrudgingly pulled that down as well. When Zach’s cock was released, it stood tall and leaned slightly to the side. No hesitation. No discomfort. Nothing human. Natalie reminded herself as she wrapped her plump lips around the tip of the man’s swollen cock. Precum immediately assailed her tastebuds, but she licked around the crown until Zachariah’s member was clean. Then, the woman moved her head down slowly and took a few inches of the hard dick further into her mouth.  Zachariah was pulled into a world of bliss as he felt the android’s lips around the tip of his cock.
 
As she licked his head, his cock rewarded her with two thick gobs of precum that rolled onto her tongue. It’s like she’s real. Incredible, Zachariah thought, before curling his fingers into the back of the girl’s hair. They’re made to be face fucked, right? “Let’s go deeper,” he said as he slowly forced her head further down his length.
 
Okay, I’ve trained for this! No gagging! No retching! Natalie found reassuring herself with these pep talks helped prepare her for what was to come. She felt the man’s cock slide along her tongue as she watched his lap get closer and closer. When she felt his cock gently jabbing at the entrance of her throat, she shut her eyes gently and concentrated. Natalie’s training assured she wouldn’t gag so early on, but the challenge hadn’t even started yet. Zach felt Natalie diligently rolling her tongue around the underside of his shaft as he enjoyed her mouth.
 
Zachariah groaned as the android rolled her tongue onto his shaft. The massage was inciting waves of pleasure, which came in the form of another burst of precum that shot straight down her throat. It was from here that the real test began, as his hands found a more forceful grip on the back of her head. Pulling Natalie’s head up until her tight lips could only wrap around the tip of his member, Zach forcefully slammed her head down until he felt his cock prod the back of her throat. “Uuuuggghr, yes!” Zach groaned as another jolt of ecstasy hit him.
 
Oh God, here we go, this is what I was trained to do! Natalie thought as she felt Mr Smith’s grip tightening. Then, as she expected, he plunged her down into his crotch. Natalie felt his cock slide down her throat. Her eyes bulged a little, and tears threatened to escape her eyes, but she didn’t gag. I can feel his cock throbbing inside my throat! Luckily, proper FAC’s were built to produce synthetic saliva for a better experience, so all the drool that began pooling on Zach’s lap wouldn’t seem odd. “Sllrrch, sshhrrch, shhhrrch, sshhrhrrch,” the sound of a cock plunging into a wet throat became the only thing the two of them could hear.
 
Her saliva feels so real! These things are incredible! The sounds of his cock slamming into the depths of her throat were too much for him. The pace picked up even more as he started to thrust his hips into her face as he used her as a fleshlight. That little bit of extra friction as he forced himself as far as he could into her throat was enough to make his eyes flutter in pleasure. He lost himself as the debauchery continued, and stood up, keeping his cock in her throat.
 
“Ssshhrrch shhhrrkksh rrrhhhssshhrrk ssshhhhrrssh!” At this point, Natalie was beginning to understand what life as a FAC was. She knew things were going to get much worse from here, but she wondered how many other women out there were subjected to this torture. Natalie trained well enough that the girl was able to snatch breaths here and there whenever Zach pulled his cock out of her throat. However, the man’s disregard of Natalie’s well-being and pain, as he thought she was an android, was testing her endurance.
 
From a standing position, Zachariah could generate the thrusting power he wanted. He took hold of his toy’s hair, bunching it up in his left hand, as he pulled her face to the side of his cock. Her saliva covered it like a translucent film. Zachariah enjoyed the look for a moment before pressing his cock to her lips again.
 
When Zach pulled his cock out of her throat, Natalie had to summon all her will power not to take the opportunity to gasp for air. She kept her breathing shallow and steady, just as the men trained her. They also told her a bit of praise here, and there went a long way as well. “Your cock is amazing, Sir,” she said, looking up at the man as submissively as she could.
 
“Yeah, you bet it is. Open up again; I’ll give you a countdown.” The master said with a hint of empathy. He tugged on the android’s hair, much like a master on his dog’s leash. He pulled her soft lips into his pulsing shaft, making her kiss it. Shows of affection from his property, even if it was programmed, was still amazing! The android is so life-like it’s like she’s real!
 
Natalie opened her mouth, looking up at him with a look of gratitude.
 
“One, two –“ Zachariah suddenly thrust forward while pulling the girl’s head into his crotch, slamming his cock into the whoredroid’s open mouth. “Why the fuck would I give you a count down?!” He laughed, “It’s not like you need one, right? It’s why FAC created you, bitch!” The cruel man enjoyed the feeling of Natalie’s throat clinging to his cock, and her chin smacking against his balls over and over as he fucked her mouth. He listened to the sounds coming from his pet’s throat: “God I love that. All that gargling, that’s heavenly!”
 
“Shhhrrrrrp, sshhhrrrk, sshhhhrrrlph!” Saliva and throaty fluids drooled from Natalie’s mouth, smearing around her cheeks and dripping onto her breasts. He’s ruthless! He’s raping my throat! Natalie could do nothing but kneel there so her owner could have his way with her. Natalie’s esophagus snugly wrapping around the man’s cock hurt like hell, but at least she wasn’t gagging.
 
The sound his cock and her throat collectively made was music to Zachariah’s ears. He continued slapping his hips into the slut’s face, burying his cock in her throat repeatedly. He tugged her head back and forth, wanting to move faster to force more of those lewd and shameful sounds out of this girl’s – this thing’s maw. The man’s pulsing cock continued to drag back and forth against his whore’s throat and tongue, working her head over and over again. “Uuuuggh, come on now! Get,” he groaned, “into it! Thrust back! I’m getting close!” How much more can this thing take? He wondered.
 
Natalie didn’t expect what came next. When Zachariah thrust into her mouth, he didn’t pull out for a few seconds. She could feel his cock throbbing inside her throat, and it was torture to her lungs! When he pulled out of her throat after three seconds, it took a lot of will power for Natalie not to gasp. Tears streamed down the slut’s cheeks as she looked up at the man through bloodshot eyes, and then he thrust into her mouth again. It’s been more than three seconds this time! Natalie panicked in her mind. Ten seconds! Let me go! I can’t handle this! After another five seconds, Natalie felt like she was going to pass out. She was tested now more than she ever had been when under Jean’s thumb. Sure, she could probably handle having a cock stuffed in her throat for fifteen seconds… once!, but Zachariah was plunging into her throat for the third time, leaving his cock sheathed inside her!
 
Desperate, and fearful for the impending breakdown, Natalie began moving her head back and forth, even when her Master held her head down. If she had to jerk his cock off with her throat while having barely any room to pull away, she would! She needed to make him cum! The android looked disgusting now – her eyes bulged, makeup stained her cheeks, and snot and slop coated her mouth and the man’s balls.
 
Ugggh what a wonderful reaction! Her throat feels like heaven! The man thought as he enjoyed his slave’s mouth.
 
Y-yes! His cock is pulsing! He’s going to cum soon! I might make it out of here! Natalie hoped.
 
Zachariah’s pace quickened, soon enough abandoning his planned torture for his new bitch to instead focus on cumming. He pumped and rocked back and forth, groaning in pleasure, loving how sloppy and messy the face-fuck became. “I’m gonna cum down your throat, bitch!” He grunted down at his pet. Zachariah bit his bottom lip before slamming Natalie’s face down, pressing her nose against his groin as his balls pulsed and emptied their thick load down her throat! He pinched her nose to ensure none of his cum could escape. “F-fuccck, yes!” Zachariah moved, milking his cock by continuing to rock slightly. The android’s throat felt terrific.
 
Natalie had to swallow a lot of cum when she was living as a slave with the men of the Black Market. She never enjoyed the taste, no matter how much they forced her to swirl around in her mouth. Zachariah’s cum blew straight down her throat, completely bypassing her mouth, and for that, the android was grateful. Again, she controlled her breathing when her Master pulled out of her mouth. She tasted a bit of excess cum during his retreat, but that was acceptable.
 
The slutty android closed her eyes as Zachariah slapped her face with his cock, and used her hair to clean himself. “Thank you for letting me have your cum, Master,” Natalie said in a whisper. She pressed her lips to his balls to show her ‘sincerity’ by kissing what provided her meal.

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*** Chapter Three: Uniforms ***

During the gruelling days of her training, Natalie often had a sore throat due to Jean and the other men’s relentless face-fucking. The dildos they forced her to deepthroat got bigger as she improved. All that training, though, has made her throat feel less pain after deepthroating dick. Even if Zachariah’s cock is huge…

When her new master showed her his collection of uniforms, Natalie was both impressed and disgusted.

“I’ll see to it that you wear each of these at least once,” Zachariah told her, as he walked her through the lines of uniforms hanging from racks. The man gave Natalie detailed explanations about each suit; how he acquired them, what their history is, and if applicable, what game, movie, or anime from which they originated.

It surprised Natalie that Zachariah was so cultural – she judged him as a strict, hard-working man who had no time for fun and games. But then again, she’s only lived with him for two days now, and everyone had their hobbies. “Understood, sir,” Natalie repeated when appropriate.

The two spent over an hour in the uniform room, and Natalie was growing tired, listening to Zachariah talk about his hobbies. “Which would you like me to wear, Master?” The girl asked, hoping to speed things along.

Zachariah looked the nude woman up and down, his cock flexing as it had several times in the last hour. “This one,” he pointed at a blue and white maid uniform. He carefully took the dress off its coat-hanger and offered it to his slave. “Get on your knees and kiss my cock. Thank me for allowing you to wear this precious work of art.”

Natalie inwardly sighed and obeyed. She lowered herself to her knees and kissed the man’s cock, and noted it smelled as if he hadn’t showered yet. The fake android could still taste and smell her saliva on his member.

“Mm, good,” Zachariah mumbled, “I’ll leave you to it.”

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Natalie presented herself to her owner, who was lounging by the pool in his backyard. The dress was unbearably tight. The clothing clung snugly to her curves and tits. It made her look slutty. She was sure that was the desired effect, though.

“Yes, you look like a whore – I mean, a proper maid,” Zachariah laughed, sipping his beer. “Come here,” he ordered.

Natalie walked over to the man, standing beside the white long-chair he rested on. She yelped when her master suddenly slapped her ass and blushed as he laughed at her.

“Wow, that reaction’s great! I love it!” Zachariah groped his maid’s ass, then motioned for her to bend down slightly. When she did, he caressed both of her breasts and pinched her nipples slightly. His cock hardened as he listened to the android’s life-like noises of discomfort. “Alright, go inside and clean the kitchen. I had the chefs purposely leave their messes behind so you’d have something to do. Do a good enough job, and I’ll let you suck my dick soon! I’ll be in later.”

Zachariah watched the blonde babe go back into the house and relaxed into the chair. He smiled while staring at his reflection in the half-empty glass. The man worked hard to earn his place and felt pride swell within himself. He worked as a manga artist and created several major hits – it has been a while since he produced another work, but he still has so much money left.

Initially, Zach’s goal was to become a video game designer. However, when he began drawing concept art, a few of his friends commented on how good his drawings were. On a whim, he tried drawing Japanese-style comics. His first finished manga was a failure, but the studio he worked with was impressed by his talent and enlisted him as an artist. As his experience grew, so did his ideas, and eventually he made his first smash hit: The Monster Inside Me. Riding his momentum, he kept drawing, and before he knew it he had more money than he could use.

With all the uniforms Zachariah owns and not enough servants to wear them, he decided to buy a FAC. He hadn’t expected the android he purchased to be so realistic, and now he wants more. Zachariah imagined having dozens of gorgeous, big breasted synthetic beauties working around the house cosplaying for him. I could even make them watch anime or play games to learn how to act like their characters, he thought, and his cock began to swell again.

Natalie felt humiliated, but that was all part of the profession now. For some reason, the girl still felt as if this would all be over eventually, and she could return to living her life freely. However, she knew that wasn’t the case. I’m going to be here until I die…

Natalie looked over all the dishes. This kitchen is enormous… Three sinks lined the wall, and each brimmed with dirty cups, bowls, plates, cutlery, and pots and pans. She remembered the feast Zachariah, and his servants enjoyed yesterday – and even the smell of the sauces leftover in the dishes was whetting her appetite. It took a whole hour to clean, dry and put away the dishes. Then it took another hour to clean and disinfect the kitchen itself.

A light sheen of sweat covered the android’s body, and Natalie couldn’t help but sigh in relief as she looked around to admire her work. Thank God! Am I going to be doing this sort of thing every day? The thought of those chefs taking a break at her expense annoyed the woman.

The security cameras positioned in various spots around Zachariah’s house allowed him to watch Natalie from his phone. She’s so realistic… The man grinned. He had been idly playing with his cock while watching the girl but finally got up. Wearing only a shirt, Zachariah joined Natalie now that her task was complete.

“Ohhhh maaaaiiid,” Zachariah called in a disgustingly lewd tone. “I believe you’re taking too long. I have something more important for you to clean!” His cock throbbed as he saw the android approaching from the kitchen. Zachariah grabbed his cock and jerked it a few times, before taking a seat on the bottom step of the stairs.

I suppose he’s here to give me my ‘reward’, Natalie thought as she smiled at the man. “Thank you for allowing me to clean your dishes, Master. Is it time for my reward now?” Natalie got down on her knees in front of him, forcing a hopeful, needy expression on her face. The sweat lightly covering Natalie’s body caused her breasts to slip just a little, making it so the man could see her pink areolas.

“My dear…” Zachariah said as he pulled one of the girl’s breasts out. He squeezed it lightly and looked her in the eyes. “Rewards are for real girls. The only thing you’ll get is a cock to suck and my cum to swallow.” The man let go of her tit, then slapped her in the face, using his other hand for support as he leaned back to give her better access to his dick. “Come on, get to it.”

Part of Natalie wished she didn’t have such a strong will. She wondered how many girls could have taken the punishment and torture she had to at Jean’s and the other men’s hands. The girl took pride in the fact that they didn’t break her. The slap to her face broke Natalie out of that memory – “Yes, Master, thank you very much!” Leaning forward and supporting herself on her hands and knees, Natalie kissed the tip of her master’s cock. She felt a string of precum cling to her lips, so she licked it, and then closed her lips around his tip. “Mmmrrhm,” she moaned as she suckled the warm goo.

“Such a good cocksleeve,” Zachariah moaned as he grabbed her hair and spread his legs a little more. He felt the entrance to her throat as he grew in her mouth. He pushed and pulled her hair, forcing her to blow him. “I bet you wish you were a real girl, don’t you? I’d make you addicted to my cock in a fucking heartbeat.”

Precum slid along the android’s tongue as she took him in and suckled. The bittersweet taste lingered on her tastebuds. You’re a sadistic bastard, aren’t you? Natalie thought as the cock continued to swell in her mouth. She felt the tip rubbing against the entrance of her throat now. You have no idea…

As if to affirm Zachariah’s statement, the android moved her head down deeper, forcing the thick head of his cock to plop into her throat. “Ssshhrrp!” She kept him there for a moment, moving her tongue up and down along the length before pushing once more. Natalie raised her hand and began lightly juggling her master’s balls between her fingers. She felt Zachariah’s cock swell even more, and soon enough it became fully erect. The tip tickled her throat, so she forced it down further, imagining her throat was a cavernous hole.

Zachariah let out a breathy grunt as he watched the android. He saw her neck stretch as she took his length.

I think his cock is the biggest I’ve ever seen! Natalie thought as she massaged the meat with her tongue.

Groaning again as saliva coated his cock, Zachariah couldn’t help but smile as the suck-slave played with his balls. He twitched in her mouth and shot more precum straight down her throat. “Ugghn, let’s see you take it all the way down without your master’s help…” He said with a devious grin.

Last time she throated the man, he helped her quite a bit. It seemed like a daunting task, taking something of this size down her throat by herself. The dildos she deepthroated were thicker than Zachariah’s dick, but his was certainly longer.

Zachariah caressed the woman’s blonde hair, pushing the red streak out of her eye behind her ear. Then, he put both hands on the step behind him and spread his legs even further, giving her all the room she would need.

Natalie continued caressing the man’s balls for a few more seconds before cupping them in her right hand. “Nnnhhm,” she moaned as the length went deeper into her throat. “Sssshhhrrrrrrrlk,” she could hear the thing sliding in her warm, wet oesophagus. It throbbed and pulsed another wad of precum that travelled straight into her belly. The girl had to move her body back and forth to force the cock deeper. It’s completely blocking my throat now… I feel like the head of his cock is peaking down into my stomach!  The blonde kept pushing until her chin came into contact with his balls. She held herself down as if using her throat as his cock-sleeve.

Another low groan escaped Zachariah’s lips as the android took his dick down to the base. He tilted his head back in pleasure and closed his eyes. Zachariah was amazed that she hadn’t gagged at all – even if she was an android.

Natalie rubbed her tongue up and down along the centre of Zachariah’s nut-sack, which was a difficult task since she barely had any room to poke her tongue out.

“Yeah, now this is good…” Zachariah said as he placed a hand on the back of her head. He felt like he could keep the bitch there for hours as a cock-warmer. The way her throat squeezes my cock, massages it… almost like she’s real…

Natalie flinched when she felt the first drop of hot acidic piss hit her throat on the way down. She almost pulled off due to the sickening sensation, but she instead curled her toes tightly and stayed still. He’s using my throat as a toilet!! That’s so wrong! I… Natalie suppressed the tears fighting their way to the surface – they were brought on by her need to gag and the humiliating, degrading act of swallowing a man’s piss.

Zachariah sighed in relief, his breathing becoming steady as he continued to urinate. When he looked down again at his cocksucker, he smiled at the sight of her toes curling. Even androids can feel discomfort, huh?

Natalie was going to start struggling soon. Yes, she didn’t have to swallow the piss, but she still felt it burning her throat and sitting in her belly. She felt the man jerk his hips forward occasionally as if he was trying to shake the last drops.

Zachariah repositioned himself a little, now laying back on the stairs. He considered having the android blow him in his bedroom instead, but this spontaneous blowjob scene was too hot to interrupt. “Long strokes now,” he grunted, “don’t let my cock leave your throat.”

The blonde couldn’t hold her breath for much longer, so she decided to obey him and do the best she could. She withdrew, feeling the man’s cock sliding back from her throat, and then stopped when she felt as if just the head remained. Then, she plunged! “Ssshhhrrkp!” Her chin smacked lightly on the man’s nut sack again, and suddenly, she repeated again and again! “Sssllrrp sshhhrrrp, sshhhrrrhp!”

Her tight throat was squeezing his cock with every time she took him in. The feeling of his cock releasing from her throat was enough to pull some of that piss infused pre-cum out onto her tongue and into her throat. Soon it was just pre-cum, but there was so much of it she’d probably have to stop and swallow it as it would eventually build up in her throat. Though with every time she took him back down, it’d all be pushed into her stomach, adding to the concoction in there. Her master moaned slightly and tensed up a bit, feeling the urge to cum hard. He was so close, and he couldn’t stop his eyes from fluttering in anticipation of the pleasure to come.

Natalie’s tight throat squeezed around Zachariah’s cock every time she took him in.  The taste of piss has mostly subsided; it was just precum now. However, because there was so much of it she had to swallow occasionally. She fought the urge to shudder at the strong salty taste. Her master moaned slightly and tensed up a bit, and she knew he was close.

God it’s so good having a suck-slave on hand, Zachariah thought, as he let his forearm rest over his head. “Gonna blow soon, bitch.”

Natalie felt ashamed that she was knowledgeable of a man’s climax – knowing when one’s about to cum. She kept it up. She continued to impale her mouth with long, rapid throat jacking that caused spittle and throaty goop to hang from her cheeks and pool on, and beneath her master’s balls.

Zachariah allowed Natalie to impale her throat on his cock for a few more heavenly seconds when suddenly he grabbed her by both cheeks and pulled her up as if he was holding a basketball. “Use your hands, jerk me off, make me finish in your face!” He ordered.

Natalie struggled to keep her urges to retch and cough up phlegm and saliva at bay and instead focused on her given task. Throat slop drooled from her lips and splattered on and between her tits, on her thighs, and the floor below. She noticed Zachariah’s cock, balls, and legs were dripping with the pale-white muck as well. “Yes, sir,” she said in a raspy voice. Natalie didn’t notice how croaky her voice sounded, and fortunately for her, Zachariah was too focused on his orgasm. She wrapped her hand around the base of the man’s cock and began jerking him off.

“Faster! Take it all in your face,” Zachariah ordered again.

The sounds of a wet foreskin pulling back and over a fat meaty dick became the only sounds they could hear – apart from the man’s occasional groaning and moaning. “-nna cum…” Zachariah whispered dryly and repeated: “Gonna cum!”

Natalie closed her eyes and kept jerking the man off – she flinched again when a hard-hitting splat of hot cum smacked her clean in her left eye, smearing around the eye socket in a blotchy circle. Lucky she closed her eyes! Three more heavy ropes hit her straight in the face; one near the first shot just above it on her forehead; the next below, on her cheek and partially on her nose, and the last one under her nostrils and on her lips.

“Uuuugggh, hhooo… Fuuuuck,” Zachariah chuckled, looking at his handy work. “Wow, I came a lot,” he laughed a little harder. “No!” He kicked his pet between her legs, causing her to whimper when it seemed like she was about to wipe the cum out of her eye. “You keep it like that. You can lick the cum around your lips, but don’t touch anything else. Stay like that.” An idea came to the man’s mind, and with a cheeky grin he took a picture of Natalie’s cum-drenched face with his smartphone. “Go on, lick the cum around your mouth. Good… Good girl.”

Natalie squinted her right eye shut when the phone flashed.

“I want you to stay like this for twenty-four hours,” Zachariah said, “if your face looks any different than it does in the photo by then, I’ll have to punish you.”

Shame and frustration burned within Natalie – Zachariah had just filled her belly with piss and degraded her with a load of cum to the face. Now she had to wear his sperm on her face like some possessive mark. “Yes, sir,” she said with a smile.

The Master of the house got up off the stairs and stretched, “Now go clean the pool and throw my beers in the bin. After that, clean the staff toilets.”

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