Page 17 of The Doll Factory
He places a smooth palm under my chin and lifts my face to his, brushing his lips against mine as he thrusts inside with a grunt.One of his fingers strokes my cheek as if he’s proud of his work.His hips jut fervidly in and out of me, but every time he draws himself out, my pussy clamps down as if to pull him back in.
When he finally focuses his russet eyes, locking his gaze with mine, he says, “My perfect creation because, my doll, you are awake inside.But your body is obedient.Youcouldoverride this.I know that now, but…You’re choosing not to.”
Then he presses his lips to mine and kisses me deeply.His wet tongue sweeps inside my mouth, violating the last part I thought I held back.
Is he right?Am Iallowingthis to happen?
Am I truly so far gone that I want him like this?
Pleasure rips through my body in shocking, cresting waves as he tweaks my nipple, his thickened dick surging inside of me, almost ready for his release.An involuntary whimper escapes my throat as he twists the other, sending me into another body riveting orgasm.Heated tears form in my eyes from the ecstasy that coats every nerve inside.
He stills within me, heaving a breath onto my bare chest.“The only sound a doll should make is to answer one question.”With a forceful grunt, he explodes deep inside of me, then grabs my face with both of his hands.“Do you love me?”
How long has it been since my voice was heard?Weeks?Months?
But the words are out of my mouth before I can even stop it from climbing out of my windpipe.
“Yes, master.”
CHAPTER7
MILES
My chest aches as I stare into her eyes, looking for any tinge of doubt.
Is it the programming?Or is it real?
“Do you want to stay with me?”I choke the words out past the lump in my throat.No one has ever wanted to.I’ve grown so used to locking them down to force their compliance.Acceptance has never been on the table.
Until now.
Her painted lip rolls between her bright white teeth as she gives me an almost imperceptible nod.
My softening cock is still lodged deep within her.“Then come for me again,” I whisper.
The bouffant coif of her hair barely ripples as her neck arches, the cords tightening into a silent moan while her magnificent pussy clamps and shudders over my sensitive glans.
She truly is perfect.
“There you are.”Frederick’s voice carries down into the operating room.“I see why she ran off.Did you train her to do that?Like a fucking Banksy doll?”He stomps closer, unphased by her panting climax.
“I didn’t have to teach her to do that.She made her choice.”I finally withdraw myself once the fierce grip of her inner muscles relaxes enough that I can free myself.
His nose turns up with his sneer.“Since when do they get a choice?That’s never been the deal.”
“It is if I say it is.”I tuck my flaccid dick into my tux pants.“Do you really want to have a conversation about what I can and cannot do around here?You know who my brother is.”I may not enjoy Andy’s company, but he will have my back.
“Half-brother.You and I both know he’d rather be running around with his cock in your sister than worrying about what you’re doing.”Frederick reaches past me and unstraps my doll.
I let him.“We’ve all fucked myhalf-sister.It isn’t anything special.”I can’t resist reaching out to stroke my creation’s smooth skin.“But this one, she’s spectacular.”
“Yea,” Frederick grunts.“That's why I’ve already paid for her.She’s going home with me.I can’t wait to really see what she can do.”
“I’ve changed my mind.She isn’t for sale.”I’m keeping her.
He raises one bushy eyebrow, then glowers at me.“Like hell.I had to pay a lot of damn money for her.”
“You’ll get a full refund.I can promise that.”Cash is nothing to me.This line of work, we practically print it.
