Thread: Detroit: Lust for Humanity (Jack Stalker and Kevinn)

Detroit Lust for Humanity Emma Robertson worked for her fathers modelling agency, not as a model of course, that would have upset daddy, but as an executive responsible for hiring and firing, responsible for designing and for forging next months hot look. It was a job she enjoyed, not least because she didn't really have to do anything other than steal interns ideas, order her assistants about and generally behave like a bitch to people she thought were beneath her. Naturally she had few real friends, but worse than that her options for entertainment were limited, with daddy controlling her income and her associations since he worked at the agency as the CEO and could keep a close eye on her. She'd asked for a few assistants in the form of androids, and her father had complied with some strict limitations, only basic female models and they were to remain at work. She suspected that he did not want to imagine his 'little girl' being serviced by male androids during her work breaks, something she'd heard other more sluttish women had engaged in. Still, she was curious and, more than that, she had long ago realised that her cravings in the carnal arena extended to women as well as men. At first she had fought off the temptation to indulge in an android lover, but as soon as she had seen the new 'Kara' model, she was hooked. The android was perfection personified. A tight bodied, slim and slender blonde, with short hair and an almost androgynous look to her boyish features. She was perfect, not only in appearance but with her software package... as well as the fact that being a non sexual model she would not set off any alarm bells with her father. She'd pestered him after spotting her and, finally after a month of masturbating to the thought of what she was going to be doing with the hot little number, her daddy had caved in and bought her a Kara. It was, of course, just to help out with chores at her apartment in the city, close to where she worked. Naturally when Emma had gone to purchase Kara she had ensured that she had procured both female and male 'intimacy' modules to affix to the droid paying in cash to avoid any trace back to her, which she decided to call Val, after locating the original model, Valorie Murray. Why they had named the actual android model Kara, and not used its real life counterparts name escaped her, but she could have cared less. Kara was perfect and Emma made sure to get her a wide selection of clothing to prepare her for her role. Not just simple skin tight jumpsuits for the apartment, but a mixture of both business suits, tuxedo's, smart dresses and little black numbers. Heels, shoes, it was more an opportunity to go shopping than anything else, but always deep in her thoughts was what she would be able to get away with. What she would be able to use Val for. Her father was old school, he would never have tolerated the thought of his 'precious' Emma having sex with girls, other women! No, he wanted her married off at some point and squeezing out grandchildren, something she found utterly abhorrent. Still, her father was old and gullible, she only had to wait, stall, keep him happy until she no longer had to pretend to be the dutiful daughter working under his protective wing. Finally the day had arrived. She had arranged for Val to be delivered to her home, rather than activated to make her own way there. She wanted Val to see her first, not random strangers. She finished up a design for a modelling shoot early, leaving the finishing touches to interns who craved her approval and would happily serve up their ideas as her own. The drive home was short and efficient, as she would have expected from her all too human chauffeur, and then finally she was stepping out of her elevator and entering her penthouse apartment suite. It had a bright white and silver look to it, with a minimalist approach to furnishings and decor. White shag pile and cream curtains let light flood in from the wide spacious balcony bordering the living area, with a massive screen dominating one wall and scattered furnishings of chrome and silver with the occasional gold accessory. Kicking off her heels she slipped off her skirt, tugged off her top and walked over to Val, who had been left standing deactivated in the middle of the living area. Activating her she took a moment to look her over, she was naked of course, a sleek and fit looking girl who Emma slightly envied... for never having to spend a day watching her diet or working out in a gym. Val? My name is Emma. I'm your new mistress. You will address me as Miss Robertson at all times, unless instructed otherwise. she told her with a smile, standing their in her white lace underwear. A flimsy two piece, legs bare, hair tumbling down her back. I'm going to take a shower. While I do that I'd like you to wait here and watch that screen. she placed her hands on Valorie's shoulders, turning her to face the wall which sported the massive monitor. With a flick of the remote she set some selected erotica playing, a wide assortment of couplings and activities. I'd like your opinion on it when I get back, so watch carefully. she said with a grin. The ensuing shower was hot and slow, the walk in shower area the size of most peoples kitchens and bordering the balcony and pool area. She left it with her hair wrapped in one towel and her body wrapped in another which barely managed to stretch down to below her groin. She softly padded back into the living room and tuned the sound out from the images which had been moaning and groaning in the back ground. Moving around to stand in front of Valorie, she paused, picking up two modules from the accompanying box which had been sent over. She left them in their boxes, but both were clearly labelled. So, Val... she said with a casual smirk, standing in front of her with a tilt to her hips. ...Aside from the usual duties you will be assigned... how do you feel about fucking? Making love? Sex? she asked bluntly, still sporting a twist to her smile. Tell me everything you know about it... then tell me how you would most like to fuck or be fucked. I'm curious, I have everything you'd need right here in these add on modules you see. I'm just curious as to which you would like to use first... of have used on you. she admitted. She looked Val up and down, her eyes pausing in their journey to drink in the tight little breasts, the perfect obliques, the washboard abs... everything she had to fight for in a gym, was right there straight away. Val was the perfect little toy to be used and abused... and the mere thought of it made Emma soak herself between her thighs... there was so much fun to be had here, so much fun to be had twisting Val to her will. Last edited Aug 30, 2018