Automated Domination

[nilcum]

This is my first time posting a story here. Please consider this a draft only. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it! I am taking requests for where part 2 should go.

Amy was an engineer at a large manufacturing company. She worked the second shift and found it to be a very lonely job. Though it wasn’t without its excitements, for the most part, she was completely alone with her work -- every night.

Amy’s job was to setup new automation systems that run assembly lines. Her primary project was the programming of several massive robotic devices fitted with dozens of specialized tools. This was not a simple task as it required a keen mind and thousands of hours of testing before a new machine could be put to use. Her lab was filled with seven of these arms. Many of them were mobile throughout the lab. Some were mounted on the ceiling and could move to any point in space within the lab. Others were stationary but could move to any point within a few meters.

The seven arms were mostly made from steel. The one exception was the end of the arms which were titanium for various technical reasons. Each arm was equipped with a hand that had 3 7 inch fingers protruding from the end. These hands and fingers could do anything a human hand could do but they could do it 1000 times as fast, with 1000 times the strength, and greater accurately.Whats more, they never grew tired or had a sick day. They could perform 24/7. They were a marvel of engineering.

Amy was a talented engineer, but, she did have one problem. She was lonely at home as well as work. It wasn't that she was unattractive, but she was terribly shy. An extreme introvert some would say. As a result, she had trouble meeting anyone special in her life. The "people" that knew best were her creations. She poured herself into them. She loved them. Each and every one had a little piece of her heart, mind, and body.

Amy considered herself to be sexually submissive. Not having a partner to express this side of herself she would turn to the next best thing. Her robots. Her favorite thing to do with the equipment was to program it to restrain her and fuck her. Often for hours at a time. What a job perk.

She programmed the machinery, weighing several tons, to capture her and pin her down. A task that was easily accomplished. There was no chance of escape. She did have a failsafe though, a remote that if she pressed the red panic button, the program would end and the machines would reset. The programs she wrote didn't feel remorse, they didn't care that she had cum so many times that the thing she wanted most was for them to stop stop. All they did was as it was they were told to do. Amy made sure that her creations were strict masters.

She was marvelously creative. Sometimes she would mix spanking, whipping, sensation play, and sensory deprivation into her play. She had a thousand different tricks for turning an industrial control machine into her personal sex toy. These robotic arms could crush a car with their power. Amy got so excited and intimidated by that kind of power holding her down, spanking her ass, forcing her to cum. She love it when the machines would turn her ass bright red; making it burn with pleasure. But they could also be wonderfully gentle. Able to touch her with the tenderness of a feather and tease her nipples with the gentleness of a virgin lover.

You would be surprised to know just how many of the cars on the road today had been assembled by machines that fucked Amy. This thought always made her smile. These robots were, without a doubt, the best multi-million dollar lover that money could buy. Her only problem was that if her actions were ever discovered by the company she would lose not only her job but access to the thing that made her the most happy.

One night in particular Amy attached one of her favorite toys to a mechanical arm that was programmed to fuck her relentlessly only stopping after she pressed the red button on the remote control she held in her right hand. The program would only terminate after she couldn't take any more and was forced to push the button. There was no other way to terminate the programs execution. This excited her VERY much. She slowly lay across a cold steel workbench and felt the rush of exhilaration as the metal pressed against her warm flesh. The chills that went through her body were as much from the excitement as the temperature of the bench. (not really needed but can be left in)

She paused and was thinking about how this program had been written with over 15,000 random variations to please and torment her. She was wearing a blue and white skirt which she only had to move up a little to expose her bare pussy. She rarely wore underwear when she played this way. When she did, it would usually be so wet that before she started to play that she would need to take them it anyway.

That night though, just as she was about to run her program she heard keys open the lock in the door to her lab. She was about to get caught in a vary compromising position. She jumped up from the table and straightened herself out just before a rather cute security guard came through the door!

Amy blushed. David, the security guard, apologized for interrupting and explained there was an alarm in the building and it is nothing to worry about. After looking around, he quickly went back on his way to complete his rounds. Amy was sure he didn't notice the multi-million dollar robot wielding a bright red dildo. She was sure that he didn’t notice her terminal displaying pornographic positions with the machinery. And she was absolutely sure he didn't notice the wet spot she had already left on the table.

A few minutes later she resumed her program. This time while standing up. Two robotic arms whirred into life. Their advanced sensors could see exactly where she was. Her body heat presented a unique signature from everything else in the room. The arms were also equipped with 3d camera technology and ultrasonic range finders. There was no way to hide from them. Within milliseconds of Amy pressing "start" they had located their targets and were busy carrying out their tasks. Two of the arms shot toward her wrists like a pair vipers.

Amy like to play a bit rough and she tried to avoid them. No reason to make it easy! She actually managed to dodge one of the arms this time. This is a feat rare for her to accomplish. The arm she failed to dodge had her left wrist now. She tried to run.

The arm that had her by the wrist turn into a leash. Letting her run around but never letting go and always holding at a predefined amount of pressure. It was tight enough to prevent escape but loose enough to prevent injury. She like to play this game. Trying to escape but knowing there was little hope for her. The robots always won in the end.

The second arm was re-targeting her right wrist while she was trying to escape. The risk analysis software determined that it was unsafe to capture her second wrist while she was resisting. After five minutes of this resistance the robotic arm on her left wrist took a more active role. With a quick and forceful flick her arm was twisted behind her back and moved up into a classic submission move. One of several Amy had programmed.

She was quickly forced forward as her left arm was raised behind her back. It was all over for her now as this robotic monster forced her chest down on the table. The cold table was making her nipples erect. She could feel them being ground into the table. Her cunt ached. She was already dripping wet, but now the heat between her legs was overwhelming. The second arm snatched her right wrist. With clockwork like movements the two arms worked together to gently pulled her up onto the table.

She was pinned down on the table as a third robot activated. This robot was designed to install seat belt systems. However, Amy had another use for it. As soon as the robot reached her she found her wrists quickly bound to the table with seat belt webbing. This left the other two arms free to torment her.

She was still trying to resist by kicking her feet and trying to reach the knots in the webbing. She strained to reach the knots bindings with her teeth. Time was running out -- soon she would complete helpless. The two arms on her writs released and slowly ran their titanium fingers down her arms. Gently. Caressing her like a cold lovers hands. Over her breasts and down over her belly. Amy didn't think it possible but she was really getting even more turned on. She simply loved it when the robots titanium fingers caressed her skin. Feeling the brush of the smooth metal moving wherever it pleased. Knowing she was helpless to stop it. As she relaxed into submission she stopped kicking for only a moment. As soon as she made that mistake the arms grabbed her feet.

They pulled her by the feet down the table. Her arms were pulled tight. It was a stretch for her in the position but it made her all the more vulnerable. The seat belt machine came back and did its work on her ankles. She was now spread eagle on the table. Very vulnerable. Totally exposed to the violations of the machine. The arms went back to caressing her skin. These robotic arms were attached to a small violet wand as well. In short, they could mildly shock her at will anywhere they wanted and at any point in time.

Amy programmed the shocks to only occur with a 1% frequency because they can get to be quite intense. Today was her lucky day. She heard the tell-tale buzzing sound of the violet wand turning on. Moments later the caresses from the titanium fingers of the robot had a bit more bite to them. She was very aware of the small shocking sensation being drawn across her skin when the robotic arms got down to her labia and started to slowly circling her like a vulture stalking its prey. She was feeling the full intensity of those shocks. The nipples were the next to experience those mild shocks. Not painful, just terribly erotic and pleasurable.

Amy felt herself starting to shudder with the need to orgasm. That deep yearning that started in her belly and traveled in three directions up to her nipples and down to her clit. They were pulsing with need on her every breath. She was in a different place now. A place where she could let go. Where she had no choice but to let go.

The robotic fingers from all seven arms now gently moved slowly over her skin. Gently touching. Squeezing. Massaging the last little bit of resistance out of her body. The Artificial Intelligence software was quite adept are reading her body now. It had already mapped the most sensitive regions of her skin for this session. It knew her better than she knew herself.

One of the arms moved between her legs and placed it’s titanium extremity right on top of her pussy. And held it there still. This was the first solid contact she had with her pussy in this session. She was going wild. Bucking her hips. Struggling, begging, needing that metal to slip inside of her. More robotic arms switch from teasing and touching to restraining the more she struggled.

The titanium fingers of the robot started rubbing Amy’s pussy ever so softly. Her juices coated the fingers and soon she was on the edge of an orgasm. While some nights she was made to cum many many times in a row tonight. She was only to be given a single mind blowing spirit moving orgasm so intense that her health would be carefully monitored after it was over. As soon as she was on the edge of cumming the machines slowed down. Way down. They left her just enough simulation to to make her thinks she had a chance of cumming when in reality that would not come for another several hours.

Two of the robotic fingers now positioned themselves to enter her. Amy was straining badly trying to thrust her hips towards those fingers. Every time she managed to move even an inch the fingers would retreat, maintaining constant controlled pressures. The started to slip into here. Parting her lips. She contracted around them. She needed them. Every fiber of her being was struggling to pull those fingers further inside. Only to have them pull back out. This repeated several times until she reached another edge as one arms started to stimulate her clit directly. And again, everything backed off. Stimulation slowed to a snails pace.

By the time the robot was burying the 9 inch dildo deep inside her cunt and pinching her nipples, she was so far gone that she failed to notice David had come back. In fact, he watched her for several minutes now. Growing hard with desire, Amy had her eyes screwed shut. She didn't notice when he walked over and stood about her head or the grin on his face as he plucked the remote from her hand.

All she noticed was the feeling of ecstasy being invaded with her worst fears coming to reality. The second that remote was removed from her hand her little game became very, very real. She came harder than she ever had before.

"Sshhhhhh" he whispered to her, hushing her attempt to protest.

Amy wanted to stop but she NEEDED to continue. She looked at David with pleading eyes. Pleading with him to give her the remote back. Pleading with him to not. Wanting him to take control.

David recognized her look all too well. He had seen it before on his submissives’ face. If you really want to know what someone is into look into their eyes. Amy's eyes betrayed her with lust and desire.

David unzipped his blue Dockers pants and pulled out his erect cock.

"Suck it." He commanded her.

Amy nodded as tears started filling her eyes. They were tears from the pain the robots were now inflicting on her labia. Tears from the relief of David not rushing to turn her in. Tears from the joy that she was sharing herself with another in this way. Amy took him into her mouth and gave him the best pleasure she knew how.

David and Amy spent several more hours playing with each other in their mechanical orgy before he finally pressed the red button. Leaving Amy as a puddle on the table and himself in much the same condition. As they smiled at each other David, both feeling the glow of contentment, he leaned over and gave Amy a kiss.

"Up for more fun tomorrow girl?" he asked.

A shy "yes, Sir" was all that croaked from Amy's dry throat.

This was the start of a wonderful relationship.

[nilcum]

Thanks Indigo. I should give some credit to Snare, Shell, and bee who all provided edits and feedback on the first draft. Thanks guys!

[Oda]

Indeed a very cool story!

[SexualChoc]

Nice draft, well thought out.

For a story some authors add more background like lighting, what the room looks like, smells like though it was completely not necessary in this story.

It sounds like she was standing when the robots grabbed her
so did they lift her up? how far? did they drag her? swing?

also if her breasts are on the table how do the arms touch her tummy?
was she turned? did different arms reach for her> suggestion> you may want to color code and orient, or say they can move. Again she is spread eagle on the table, tummy side up or down?

NONE of my comments are intended to be negative, just suggestions if you want, to expand the current story
also if Amy is ever on she loves tinkering with robotic stuff and was actually working on a Real torment idea with a computer and a vibrator.

note found this pic is this Kinda what you had in mind?

[nilcum]

That's perfect feedback SC. Exactly what I need. Nice catch with the orientation of her body too. I missed that. A bit more embellishment over where these things are happening is a good idea. To tell you the truth I was a bit excited while writing it and wanted to get to the "good stuff" quickly. I'm sure you understand as you are quite the author!

[shell]

OHhhhhhhhhhh wow!!!!! I love the...edit, you know the part!! *blushing and giggling*

Now, I'm all wet again....................and wanting to be fucked!!!!! *moans*

Thank you, Nil. *warm smile*

[nilcum]

Glad you liked it shell! I had a blast writing it. I think one more revision then on to part 2.

[shell]

Glad you liked it shell! I had a blast writing it. I think one more revision then on to part 2.

*moans* I can't wait!!!!

[MartinMilovana]

i loved the story, i dont think there was any need for a room description or anything although i agree that sometimes i was confused whether she was on her front or back

i liked the story till the guy appeared, i think you ended it too fast without description what they are actually doing together

also it might be more interesting if there was some software bug and she got trapped or something... bugs are always easy to make even for professional programmers and in this case they could lead into some interesting behaving

[nilcum]

Thank you Martin very useful feedback. I did get to the point where I needed to end it .... maybe got there too fast.