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This is one part out of three involving a silly story that concerns Female
Androids, Female Humans and Bondage. To know if the version you are reading is
complete,  the phrase "To be Continued"  or "the End"  should be at the bottom.
 If not,  then the part is NOT whole.  

	The entire story contains scenes involving masturbation, spanking and lesbian
sex.  Certain parts contain certain scenes.  It is not meant to be taken
seriously,  or even possible..
   
	This story is mine,  but feel free to save, print or archive.  Just please
don't make any money from it.  As always,  comments are welcome by e-mail.


She was a Slave to her Sex Drive part 1
By Shon Richards

	Kiko ran from treetop to treetop with amazing agility. She barely disturbed
the branches as she ran which was incredible with the six inch heels she was
wearing. Using her many years of training, she was able to drop down into the
underbrush without snagging a single one of the many purple scarves wrapped
around her arms and thighs. Stealthily moving like a cat, Kiko advanced towards
the lonely cabin, her long black hair falling freely over her face, preventing
anyone from seeing her gorgeous Asian face in the moonlight. Her gloved hands
parted the bushes as she moved silently up against the door.

	 Not many people had the self control to not freeze to death wearing a sheer
purple one piece swimsuit, but Kiko was no ordinary woman. She had been trained
since birth to be a deadly Ninja. Her own father had forced her rigorous
training, the long hours of physical control and the ridiculous outfit she must
wear.  Worse was the imposed celibacy in the misguided notion that sex would
ruin her athletic ability. Kiko has kicked many an ass after a good night of
sex, but she still had to hide every sexual act from her father. This
restriction of course meant that Kiko craved sex even from total strangers
sometimes, but her father was adamant about his rules.

	 All these hardships she endured for one reason, the multimillion dollar
trustfund that was promised to her when she turned twenty-five. In the
meantime, she completed one mission after another for her ever greedy father,
the sinister Mr. Yugokumach.

	As she picked the lock on the door, Kiko thought again about how much she
hated this mission. She had been told that a little known scientist named Fiona
Harris was creating a sex android. This android was to be auctioned to the
highest bidder among the elite and depraved. It was to be incredibly life like,
as well as fully capable of fulfilling any sexual desire. Invitations went out
across the world to the most twisted and perverted of millionaires to send in a
bid.

	Of course, Mr. Yugokumach received an invitation. But instead of competing
with the world's deviants, he decided to send his daughter out to search for Ms
Harris. Once found, Kiko was to make a single offer of a million dollars. If it
was refused, then Kiko was to take the android by force. Resorting to force
against some poor weak scientist made Kiko sick to her stomach, but the lure of
the trust fund compelled her to obey her father once more.

	So after spending two weeks researching and uncovering Fiona Harris's forest
hideout, Kiko was finally here standing in front of her door. She moved
silently into the large cabin, her eyes adjusting to the darkness. She passed
through a modest kitchen/sleeping area and penetrated her way to a much
sturdier door. After two minutes of picking three locks on this door, Kiko
finally entered the laboratory. 

	Kiko pushed the door open slowly, and was taken back by how many flashing
panels and computer equipment there was. Even though the room was dark with
only a single skylight lighting the room, Kiko lost count of how many blinking
lights there were. Strange sounds and the clicking of odd machines flooded the
room. The Asian beauty walked carefully into this odd place and headed for the
main attraction located in the center of the room.

	The skylight poured what little moonlight there was onto a suspended woman in
the center of the room. The bound woman had very pale skin, although it was
difficult to tell in the dark. Her short red hair had been pulled back and a
coarse blindfold placed over her eyes. A crude gag made of rope and a balled up
sock was stuffed in her mouth. The wrists and ankles had been tied behind her
back with more of the plentiful rope, and then raised up to rest on a hook. The
captive woman was in what appeared to be an extremely painful position, hanging
from the ground only by her arms and ankles. Kiko stepped up carefully and
noted that the bonds had been expertly applied.

	"Very pretty isn't she?" asked a voice behind Kiko.

	Kiko spun with deadly intent, she wasn't used to being surprised and certainly
not during a mission. Her nerves didn't calm when she couldn't see the owner of
the voice in the shadows.

	"I'm a little disappointed," said the unknown voice, though definitely female.
"You're the first person to see my Sexual Companion Android and you have
nothing to say?"

	Kiko was stunned, she was sure that this breathing captive woman she was
standing by was real. She reached out with a gloved hand and touch the
redhead's back tentatively. To her amazement, the skin was soft and yielding,
plus the woman moved! As Kiko stroked the soft skin on the prisoner's back, the
body writhed and even moaned through her gag. Kiko kept stroking her,
fascinated by her life-like responses.  

	"I am very impressed," Kiko began to say. "The skin is perfect and she sounds
so real."

	"I've spent many hours designing her processor," answered the voice as it
walked closer to Kiko. "I created an extensive array of, well, I won't go into
it. It's all terribly boring but what a layman needs to know is that every inch
of her body has a sensor that feeds responses to her brain. she's a little
perfect body of nerves ready to be, stimulated."

	Kiko turned to see the owner of the voice, and was pleasantly surprised. The
voice belonged to a striking blonde woman. She was easily as tall as Kiko, yet
moved much more silently and impossibly more grace. The platinum blonde hair
was piled in a coif upon her smiling face. Her body flowed beautifully into the
simple white dress she wore. The curves of her breasts and hips looked
perfectly natural as opposed to the silicon inflated beachballs Kiko had on her
chest. Kiko marveled at how the scientist looked like a movie star from the
1950s while her android looked so normal. 

	"But what good does nerves do the android if she can't enjoy it?" asked Kiko.

	"Oh but she does enjoy them!" answered the blonde bombshell excitedly. "You
see, every so often, a random timer sets itself in her brain. When the timer
goes off, the android becomes obsessed with sexual gratification. Her functions
will slowly began stopping one by one until the required stimuli is provided.
Normal humans would barely notice which of her functions were turning off, but
to the android it would be incredibly distracting to suddenly be without it's
internal clock, or to have to rely on backup gyro systems to walk properly.
Theoretically, if deprived of gratification, she would shut down all together,
but she possesses too much cunning for that to happen."

	"Well," began Kiko with doubt still in her voice, "that explains her needs,
but does she enjoy it? More importantly, how much and what kind of stimuli does
it take?"

	"That's the most ingenious part if I do say so myself. The android has a
database in her head that is constantly being updated. When her sex drive
randomly activates, it also picks a random desire to go with it. For example,
she may randomly pick oral stimulation. This means her functions will shut down
until she receives some form of oral gratification. The length of time needed
for the gratification is also randomly set. It may take an hour or it may take
ten seconds. As a backup, she can also respond equally as well by watching the
required stimuli. This way if she needs an orgy, she can be gratified by
watching one on a video and stroking herself at the same time. There had to be
some way to avoid a total shutdown."

	"As to whether she enjoys it, that was more difficult. What had to be
installed were many different subprograms that would activate upon orgasm.
These subprograms would temporarily double or maybe triple her maximum hard
drive speed. To an artificial intelligence, these moments would be akin to
bliss. You can see her eyes close as she reels from the sudden input in data.
In fact, I've seen her initiate an orgasm just to enjoy the temporary
processing boost."

	"Well, if it works, then my the people I represent would like to offer you a
million right now if we can avoid the auction." Kiko said as she ran her
fingers down the back of the redheaded captive.

	"Hmm, that is an attractive offer but I will have to refuse on the grounds
that I need to still run a few more tests and I think a lovely person like you
would be perfect." said the scientist very sweetly.

	Now this was something Kiko was used to. You don't spend a lot of time wearing
skintight spandex without being targeted for capture and sexual assaults.
Luckily for the people who sought to capture her, Kiko was usually pretty horny
and would let them have their way with her until she was satisfied. Unluckily
for them, she then would break several of their bones and perforate a few of
their organs. Because she was in a hurry tonight, Kiko decided to skip sex and
just backkick this woman into next week.

	Kiko's leg lashed out perfectly and hit the surprised blonde exactly on her
belly button. The loud CLANG rang out as the pain shot up Kiko's leg. The
blonde reached down and grabbed the offending foot and managed to pick Kiko up
off the ground. The stunned Asian Ninja only had a few moments to think about
how she had been tricked before the floor came rushing up to meet her face. She
didn't think blacking out could be so painful.

	A sharp pain all along her scalp was Kiko's wakeup call. She tried to move her
head to shake the pain off but the pain intensified. Relaxing slightly to ease
the pain, Kiko experimented by moving her head. it didn't take long to
understand that her long hair had been tied rather harshly somewhere above her.
It was tied high enough that even the slightest head movement on her part would
cause pain.  It was like having a ponytail from Hell.

	"Like your restraints? I considered your athletic ability might warrant extra
caution."

	Kiko turned to face the android and of course gained more pain from her hair.

	"You shouldn't try moving," said the android calmly. "My given name was
Veronica but you should call me Mistress, it's more appropriate."

	Keeping her head as still as possible, Kiko tested moving the rest of her
body. From the feel of things, she knew she was being suspended above the
ground. Her arms were handcuffed and held behind her back at a sharp angle but
Kiko didn't even try to test how tight they were. The rest of her body was in a
kneeling position, tilted at a forty-five degree angle to the floor. She wished
she could flex her legs, but her ankles were tied directly to her thighs with
some sort of harness. The other noticeable thing about her situation was the
draft on her ass, chest and sex. Kiko sighed but expected it, every time she
gets captured, she usually ends up naked.

	Across from her, Kiko saw that the redhead from earlier was tied up directly
opposite her. As Veronica tightened a few of Kiko's straps and worked behind
her, Kiko decided to take a wild guess.

	"You are Fiona aren't you?" Kiko asked of her co-captive.

	"I might as well take off your gag Fiona," Veronica said as she deftly slipped
Fiona's gag off, "I'm sure our new guest will have a lot of questions."

	"Thank you Mistress Veronica," Fiona said quickly after the gag was removed.

	"Is this part of some kinky game you like to play with your walking blowup
doll?" Kiko demanded of Fiona.

	"I'm afraid not, Fiona answered, working her sore jaw back into shape.
"Veronica restrained me four days ago on her own initiative and she has been
operating without my input since then. Isn't she just amazing?"

	"She's real nice, it'll be great to see if she's easy to disassemble. Why the
fuck did it tie you up? Don't you scientist types ever tell your monsters to
behave themselves and not attack their creators?"

	"Don't worry, her primary command is to not inflict any harm on anyone. She
might tie you up but she won't hurt you directly." Fiona averted her eyes from
whatever Veronica was doing behind Kiko.

	Kiko became alarmed and tried to look behind her. She forgot about her hair
but was rudely reminded when her scalp felt like it was being stabbed by a
hundred needles. Before she was forced to return her head to it's painless
position, she caught sight of Veronica installing a pole directly under Kiko's
crotch.

	Before Kiko could protest, she felt something large and smooth slid itself
gently into her sex. Her scathing words of defiance choked in her throat as her
tight pussy clenched the dildo with pleasant surprise. She hadn't felt the
familiar pleasure of plastic since her father destroyed her collection of
vibrators last Thursday. It had been at least two days since she seduced that
security guard so Kiko's pelvic region came alive with sexual need.

	"Say hello to the TaskMaster 2000," Veronica said. "This is a clever vibrator
with some unique functions. First of all, it has a tiny gyroscope inside it
that activates the vibrating motor. It also has a telescoping feature that
allows it to lengthen and shorten while the vibrator is on. So as soon as you
start moving, like trying to twist your arms or maybe escaping, the TaskMaster
2000 will turn on and vibrate for all it's worth. You would certainly enjoy the
sensation if it wasn't for your hair being tied the way it is. I estimate that
after three minutes of shaking, the pain would be so great that you would black
out. Even more interesting is whether you would be able to stop moving after
the vibrator started going. I calculate that it couldn't be done."

	Kiko stayed as still as she could despite the fullness of the plastic joytoy
in her. A mighty headache was growing in her skull and she wasn't about to add
to it. Using her years of training, Kiko pushed the distraction of that
wonderful large dildo out of her mind. To help, she thought of questions to
take her mind off her imminent pain.

	"IF she can't harm people, what the fuck do you call this?" she asked.

	"I know how you sluts think," Veronica began. "I've learned that all women
secretly desire to be dominated and punished by the slightest whims of their
master or Mistress. So don't give me any sad stories, I know better."

	"I would stay and observe your servitude," the blonde android said, "but I
need to finish work on a few of my projects before my sex drive demands another
orgasm. There is no telling how much time I'll have to work and you have
already eaten up an hour of my peak operating time. I'll be back as soon as I
need to cure myself again. I'm just glad I have another playmate, it'll be
interesting to see how I do with my second human."

	With that threat hanging in the air, Veronica left through a backdoor. Kiko
couldn't help but admire her restrainer's backside walking away from her. In
the years of monitored celibacy that Kiko has endured, she learned that being
bisexual doubled her opportunities to get laid. Although Veronica was a
deranged android with no regard for human life, Kiko still had to admit that
the android had it's good points.

	Unfortunately, those good points were causing her crotch to grip the vibrator
reflexively. A split second of vibration rippled through Kiko's bound body
before she could stop herself. The sudden spasm of joy was like the purest
ecstasy but it was cut short but the agony in her scalp. Kiko cried out but
even that didn't help for she had to scream while keeping still.

	"This is certainly a new application of Veronica's." Fiona said, watching Kiko
intently from her bound position. "I wonder if she came up with this on her own
or if she gathered this idea from her database?"

	"what did you put in her database?" asked Kiko carefully, trying not to move
at all. "Did you hook her up to cable television or something?"

	Fiona sighed before answering, her small pale breasts rising ever so slightly.
"I needed her to have extensive knowledge on sexual desires but having her read
or watch through her optic sensory devices was taking too long. So I plugged
her in directly to the Internet and sent her searching for sexual topics. I
thought that would give her a wide base to start off with and her future owner
could give her anything else he thought she needed."

	Kiko shook her head in disbelief and paid for the indiscretion quickly. After
the discomfort had receded, she looked at Fiona with contempt.

	"The Internet?" she asked. "Are you crazy? do you have any idea what kind of
sick, depraved, perverted and gynophobic shit is online?"

	"No actually," Fiona said timidly, casting her green eyes down to the floor.
"I had heard that the Internet was filled with sex but I had never actually
taken a look. It was only after Veronica blind-sided me and had me bent over
the sink while she performed oral sex on me that I realized I should have
proofread her input.  Apparently she has accepted the idea that all women
desire to be sexual slaves and that any woman who disagrees is lying. This is
certainly going to require a full memory wipe before she can be sold."

	"In case you hadn't noticed," Kiko interjected, " we are currently tied up and
I don't think she's letting us go anytime soon. We need to come up with an
escape plan and soon. I don't intend to be a loveslave to some kind of
RoboSlut."

	"We don't need to worry." Fiona said with more confidence than Kiko had
expected, "Eventually her sexual database will come up with a demand that she
can't fulfill in person, or it'll be a fantasy that I don't have on video for
her to masturbate to. When that happens, her functions will shut down one by
one until she totally deactivates. I'm sure that it won't be much longer till
it happens."

	"Are you absolutely sure?" Kiko demanded. "she seems pretty resourceful to me.
She rigged up this trap for me in no time at all. How many days are you willing
to try to wait her out?"

	Fiona looked at the door Veronica exited with a shiver before answering. "I've
already tried to escape several times already. Veronica can be very imaginative
with her punishments. You would not believe how much discomfort she can cause
using only an ice cream cone and a stopwatch. I'm much more willing to wait her
out than piss her off again."

	Kiko gave up on the scientist, she saw that her spirit was broken. it was also
too distracting to watch her small natural breasts rise and fall when she
sighed. It was time to concentrate on her own escape without triggering the
fiendish vibrator. Her handcuffs had a familiar grip that she knew she could
escape from normally, but the angle would make it a lot harder. Pain continued
to radiate from her hair, giving her more distractions than she needed.

	The swing holding Kiko creaked slightly as she began the complex contortions
needed to free her hands. She gritted her teeth as she waited for the
villainous vibrator to begin her torture, but nothing happened. Imagined tugs
and pulls came from her hair as her over active imagination conjured imminent
dooms. Her body hung in mid-air, impaled on the vibrator and she thought
briefly about what an attractive figure she must appear. Maybe after she
escaped this fiasco, she might see if she could do this again sometime with one
of her trainers. Without the hair restraints of course.

	Handcuffs are easier to escape than most people think. Kiko knew that with the
proper twists and pulls, any handcuff could be slipped out of. She kept
repeating this to herself as she worked, keeping her mind off the terror of
failing. She almost started breathing too fast, her much too large silicon
breasts heaving up and down. By the time Kiko slowed her breathing down, she
could detect a small movement of momentum.

	Before she could even think of something to do to stop her swinging, the
vibrator activated. Instantly, the terrible toy enlarged four inches into Kiko,
feeding her famished sex. The vibrations were a gift of joy, causing her pussy
to grip with appreciation. Unfortunately, the vibrations were also intensifying
the swinging motion. The long black hair that Kiko had lovingly taken care off
was now betraying her with agony. Worse was that the pain would momentarily
subside as the swing lifted her up, but then increase as the swing moved back.

	Driven by the pain in her head and slowed by the heaven in her sex, Kiko
worked on the handcuffs. The vibrator was no help at all as it lengthened and
shortened inside her. The pumping motion was giving Kiko's Ninja box what it
craved, making her think of some of the best fucks she had had. The relentless
motion reminded her of the boxer she fucked before she broke his wrists. The
powerful vibrations caused her to reminisce about the 'Sweat 16' present her
stepmother gave her, a top of the line Ever-ready Vibrator. Even the way her
body hung in the air while her sex was being pounded reminded her of that cute
bodyguard she had to kill who would lift her as he fucked her. This powerful
menace was sending her to dreamland, when she needed to be in the here and now.

	The only thing marring her perfect plastic plundering was her tied hair. Every
time she would approach orgasm, the threat of her hair being torn by the roots
seem to snap her out of bliss. More out of being horny than being endangered,
Kiko worked harder on escaping the handcuffs. Twisting her bound legs in order
to get better angles with the suspended wrists, only allowed the sensual sextoy
better access to her inner pleasurezone. Kiko moaned with frustration as she
finally escaped the horrendous handcuffs.

	Kiko cheered herself but it was cut off by her own screaming. Without the
wrist restraints to help hold her, she was now pulling down hard on her hair.
Using her incredible waist muscles, Kiko righted herself using her bound legs
for support. As the TaskMaster 2000 continued to fuck away at her, Kiko reached
up and felt around to determine what was holding her hair. Fiona watched in
quiet amazement as Kiko worked the screws on the vice that held her. 

	Freed finally of the hair torture, Kiko fell forward in relief. Her thighs
were still bound to her ankles, but Kiko was content to let her head and arms
rest on the floor. The vibrator slipped out of her as she fell, but Kiko
desperately grabbed the pole and took the vibrator out of it's holder. As Fiona
watched, Kiko reached up and sunk her new plastic friend into her upside down
pussy.

	Kiko buried her face into her arm as she stroked herself to a much needed
orgasm. The swing that still held her legs creaked with each powerful thrust.
Kiko's breasts were on the dirty floor but she didn't give a damn as she guided
the variable length toy into herself. The bucking of her hips speeded to a blur
as she finally attained her deserved orgasm. Kiko's cry of bliss started as a
moan but soon escalated to an all out scream as her teased body was given the
climax it had wanted for so long.

	Stunned, Fiona was speechless as Kiko pleasured herself. Kiko's triumphant
scream of pleasure shook her from watching the most hedonistic creature she had
ever witnessed. Although she was impressed by Kiko's escape, Fiona still didn't
like her chances with Veronica. Even less, she didn't like to think about what
Veronica would do if she caught Kiko and Fiona just sat there watching.

	"Veronica! Come quickly the Chinese woman has almost escaped!" Fiona yelled at
the top of her voice, breaking Kiko out of her post masturbatory bliss.

	"I'm Japanese you stupid shit!" Kiko yelled back as she rushed to undo her
legs.

	Veronica ran into the room just as Kiko had released the buckles on her legs.
Standing on cramped legs, Kiko stood and turned around just in time to see
Veronica sigh dramatically.  It was eerie to see how much like a movie diva she
looked just then.

	"Oh well, now you can see what we do to naughty girls." Veronica warned.

To be continued


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