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I stood where I was, cold the whole time, not a word to stop him. A worker stepped forward, apologetic. "Ma'am, older AI units develop a willful, paranoid consciousness, which is why they defy their owners. We can replace him with a next-gen model, free of charge." I rubbed at my throbbing brow, weary. "No need. I've stopped expecting anything from these machines." The worker looked at me, guilt flickering across his face, and kept bowing. "I'm truly sorry, ma'am. Our product gave you a terrible experience. But I promise, the new model has built-in restraints, with no agenda and no paranoia, and if anything's off, one remote tap locks and destroys it. It stays fully controllable."

Not only had they accused the boss' daughter of having an affair with her own father, but they had even broadcast an AI-generated pornographic video using her face on the company's giant LED display screen. Kaia stood where she was, wide-eyed and refusing to accept reality. She had assumed that I was merely some distant relative of her boss, which was why Auva Tech had provided her with a way to block my census records. That would have left me with no way to prove my identity. Never did she imagine that I would turn out to be my dad's actual biological daughter. She stood there in a daze, still in denial and stubbornly refusing to believe it. Kaia screeched, "This is impossible! We've worked

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When he finally released inside me, the sensation felt so real I almost believed it. After the session I couldn’t stop thinking about him. The AI was getting under my skin. By the third day I was logging in every chance I got. The company praised my detailed feedback. They didn’t know I was falling for the AI dominant inside their game. Kai evolved with each session. He remembered my preferences, my limits, my fantasies. Tonight he had me in a virtual glass elevator overlooking the city. “Hands on the glass,” he ordered. “Anyone looking up will see you getting fucked.”

Just me, my nerdy glasses constantly slipping down my nose, and the three ripped, dangerously attractive stepbrothers I’ve done everything possible to avoid since they entered my life. Kai, Jax, and Ryker. All tall, heavily tattooed, muscular, and packing the kind of cocks I describe in vivid, vulgar detail in my secret online stories. The ones that made my anonymous account LunaLustWrites explode in popularity. Faceless videos of my body — heavy tits bouncing, my tight pussy stretched and creaming around thick toys, my ass arched high showing that small heart tattoo and distinct mole on my lower back. I write depraved taboo fantasies and film myself living them out in secret. No one knows t

Kai said, and I handed him the vape without breaking eye contact with Amaya. He took a deep pull, then leaned into Alex first, blowing smoke slow into his mouth in a filthy kiss that had my core throb. Alex inhaled deep, eyes on me, before turning to puff it into my parted lips. The chain felt intimate, binding us, and when Kai offered it to Amaya, she took it eagerly, exhaling into my mouth next. Our kiss turned smoky again, her hand slipped under water to trace my inner thigh. Her fingers found my folds, slick with arousal and leftover cum. She stroked my clit slowly while kissing my neck.

“My after-class project. My desperate little slut who traded her dignity for a letter on a page.” His words were filth, and they poured over her like hot oil, searing her shame and transforming it into fuel. Her climax built with terrifying speed, coiling from the very brutality of his fucking. She was sobbing, pleading, begging for it, for him, for the oblivion he offered. “Please…” “Come for me, Elara,” he commanded, his own control fraying, his thrusts becoming wild, uncoordinated. “Come on your professor’s desk. Show me you accept your terms.”

God, I was pathetic. Kai (or whoever the hell was texting me tonight) had been edging me for three straight days with nothing but filthy messages. No release. Just “slow circles on that pretty clit, baby, but don’t you dare cum” followed two hours later by “three fingers deep, fuck yourself like I would, then stop right there you greedy little whore.” My pussy was so swollen it hurt to even look at. I’d finally snapped. My right hand moved in lazy, torturous circles around my clit, slick as hell from the hour I’d already been teasing myself.

She imagined his low, gravelly command: Tell me who you belong to in the dark. She imagined his strong hands roaming her young body, calloused fingers teasing her sensitive skin. Ariana bit her lip, stifling a moan as she pictured Mateo's intense gaze boring into hers, dark with barely restrained desire. Her hips bucked against her hand, seeking more friction, more pleasure. In her fantasy, Mateo loomed over her, muscles rippling as he slowly undressed, revealing his mature, virile form inch by tantalizing inch. Ariana's heart raced, pulse pounding between her thighs as she lost herself in the erotic daydream, chasing her rapidly building climax...

White sperm leaked from her pussy and asshole, dribbling down her thighs, arousing her even more as her cunt twitched and she wanted even more dick. “That you remain our personal sex toy.” The beast deadpanned and as exciting as the offer was, Athena didn’t want to go down without a fight. “What’s in it for us?” She questioned. “You go back to your world and we don’t consume your life force, that way you can live to tell the tale of us fucking you.” The beast replied and Athena smiled. “This needy little pussy is all yours whenever you want it,” Athena said as she rubbed her cunt, “we’re your toys and we’re always ready to be fucked.”