Thread: Engineering his revenge Lime & Flassche

The sheer ingenuity, the work hours that had to be spend into this.. contraption It was perfect. The clone had not been taught basic functions yet, but already she could be controlled like this. Sure it looked Silly, but it worked. He had spent a few minutes examining the manual again as he occasionally stared at the contraption. Set protocol 1 He had spent almost half an hour tinkering with the clone, all the time she had her little digit inside of her. When protocol one activated, he was pleased to see it work. Her little finger began to move around in there, rubbing against the soft and sensitive fleshy walls. It frigging worked He yelled out. Well he had figured it would work, he being a whiz kid in this area, still it felt great to say it. His curiosity as greater than his hormones, as he left the clone alone for a short while. The manual proved to be addictive. He would need a lot of time to dig through it all. Hell it was half a terabyte of date. It consisted of nearly everything that was put in the clone. What was funny was that one gig of data was encrypted. There was no password, only a time lock. Three months.. and 22 hours. This fascinated the boy. His brother in law had obviously placed it in there for him. He began to do more research. Browsing for further tips to make the protocols more.. life like, If he was going to spend three months here, he would spend it wisely. This was all of his education of course. He remembered his childhood. His sister had protected him from a couple of bullies. She was the protective sister, that had replaced his mom. That day she had bought him a book to chair him up. It was a book about mathematical theories. She thought it might take his mind of things, it had. The boy had simply absorbed the book, proving the excel in that subject. It was ironic that his sister had contributed to him now fucking her clone. Thanks sis He said out loud. Remembering he still had not activated the off protocol, he rushed towards the clone. Her index finger still massaging the sensitive areas. her thighs where wet, more than wet actually. A small puddle had formed between her legs. Her face and chest where bright red. The sight drove the boy instantly hard. Deactivate protocol 1. As soon as he uttered the words, he noticed the finger leaving her, if somewhat reluctant. How long had he left her like that?, a hour perhaps. He needed to be sure there was no damage, he was an engineer. His duty was to inspect machines and make sure they functioned at 100 opacity. Right and left hands, spread ass cheeks He kneeled down as he noticed the clone following his orders. God she sure looks tight He said as he noticed the hands where stretching the little hole. He started to undress, his rock hard member already up to the task ahead. Just a simple inspection He said, as if this was normal. He lubricated his member with the juices she was leaking out. A few times he even slid the tip of his organ inside her sex. That should do it He said as he inspected the now soaking wet member. Placing the tip against her little hole, he moved forwards. IT was tight.. so much tighter than anything else she had to offer. perhaps she is not made for this function He asked himself as he slowly noticed his tip had slid inside of her. It had taken nearly a whole minute to just insert that much. Clone.. move both right and left hand. Massage your cheeks. He felt her hands moving as they relaxed and pulled on her behind. The movement made her insides twitch, causing extra pleasure and friction on his organ. well here goes nothing He spoke out loud as he placed his hands on her shoulders and forced himself inside of he. In one hard and powerful thrust, he had slid his entire organ inside. The feeling was overwhelming to say the least.