Page 4 of The Doll Factory
His pets normally don’t draw any of my attention, but this one, she’s so still.
So…perfect.
Turning back to her master, I nod.“I can set it up to allow for primal instincts, cutting their logical thoughts.They’d make wonderful prey for the hunters.”
I untie my blood spattered apron and drape it over the back of my chair.Making them promises I’m not sure if I’ll be able to keep will need a little more tweaking to my design.
Damn paperwork.But with the right adjustments, I might be able to remove the fucking need to talk as well.
Pert runs his thick fingers over his gray beard before taking another acrid puff.“Love your work, doc.I can’t wait to try out a few of these dolls once you have the bugs worked out.”
I can see him lean to look past me into the storage room where my collection is displayed.
My gaze keeps straying to the doe eyes of the rigid specimen standing next to Andy.Her tall, lithe build is so reminiscent of the figurines I grew up secretly playing with.
Lean and feminine, with a vacant focus.
I bet she wouldn’t talk.She’d just let me manipulate her perfect body in any way I chose.
Like a good plaything.
Andy must have followed my interest, because he reaches out with the dangling leash attached to the collar on her elegant throat.
“I brought you a gift, doc.This one just huddles in her cage like a scared, whooped puppy.I have no patience for her, and I’m too busy training this new one.”His lips purse as he appraises his mindful dog huddled next to his knee.
She must be learning quickly.I haven’t been called to participate in the breeding night yet for this one.
Although, I detest those.Having to come where so many others have in a single round is unappealing.
And the animals generally make noise when they’re being fucked.
Not my forte.
This tall one would be different.She’d lie there and let us all grunt and groan while spilling our seed in her ravaged cunt.
Hmm.No, I want to be the first.
“Have you studded that one?”My chin juts in the direction of the statuesque beauty.
Andy shakes his head, making his longer hair in the back wave.“I’ve been busy fucking this frisky girl.”His fingers drift down to stroke the tangled blonde hair of the girl by his knee.Then he raises his chin and winks at me through his glasses.“Caught her speeding on the way through town last week.She’s learned her manners since then.”
She’s unblemished?
Even more appealing.
Pert coughs, then stabs out the blunt end of his cigar on my desk.“Take the tall one, see if you can fine tune your device.Then we can start filling rooms at the Dollhouse for our patrons as soon as possible.”He turns to Andy.“Find me a tiny red head that has a big round ass I can whip.I haven’t had a good bloody fuck in a while.”
Andy loops the rope over the back of my chair, then tugs on the remaining line in his hand, pulling his pet to stand.
“I think I can do that.”His words work over his shoulder to me as they leave.“Father said he has a whole family scheduled for one of the cabins next week.He found their family photo on their socials when they booked.There’s at least two daughters that will fit the bill.”
My new toy watches them leave without turning her head.The only movement she makes is the subtle twitch beneath her left eye when I pick up the tethered end of her leash.
“Come.”I give a soft yank to see what she does.
Nothing.
She’s making me hard.
