by NeedAMedic » Tue Jun 16, 2020 9:26 am
"Of course, miss. CyberSafe is happy to attend to your entertainment on this journey. Please relax, we will arrive at your destination in only a few short hours," the robot's male voice is calm, somehow soothing and relaxing despite it's artificial nature.
You find yourself leaning back, and as the subdued sound of the CyberSafe car's music comes on, you find that you are suddenly much more tired than you would have thought. It's only mid afternoon, but as the nice, low hum of the music resonates around you, you feel as if it is so very late at night. Your eyelids grow heavy, demanding that you let the music take its place in your mind, replacing all need for conscious thought. You hear Artemis relax and sigh, sinking into her seat, and you do the same. There is only the music, it's low hum resonating through your entire body, calming, relaxing, freeing.
Some time later, you are staring at the screen in front of you. It's slid down from the ceiling by various cables and wires, and it plays pretty, and important corrective videos for you and Artemis. As you watch the screen, you quickly come to understand the mistakes the two of you have made that day. It's natural to make mistakes, of course, everyone does it. And your training as a CyberSafe Slut is not yet complete, so it's really no surprise that you would get confused now and again. But that's perfectly fine. The kind, firm hand of CyberSafe is here to guide you back onto the right path, to correct your understanding of who you are meant to be. A ditsy smile crosses your face. It's time to continue your path to becoming the perfect CyberSafe slut.
The video in front of you plays back images and clips of your duel with Artemis, taken in by the CyberSafe cleaning robots. You listen carefully as CyberSafe points out how silly your assumptions were. You and Artemis had both so foolishly assumed that one of you was supposed to be the master, and the other her slut. Now that you're in the car, all nice and comfortable while robotic hands peel away the rest of your clothes, it's easy to see where your shared mistake was. How could either of you be the master when both of you were just silly little sluts?
No, rather than both of you fighting for dominance, you should have been looking for a real master. And how could you have missed it? It was so obvious that he was right there!
You find yourself nodding along as the screen slides backward, the videos fading into swirling pink spirals that keep you confused, but don't hold your full attention. While you stare into it, a dildo emerges from the space in front of you, on a nice litter stand so that it's perfectly positioned in front of your mouth. It's familiar--bright red, with a bulbous and swollen base. It's not unlike the cock Artemis had taken the previous night. You know it's only a toy, of course, but how will you ever get better at pleasing your master if you don't practice?
From the corner of your eye, you can already see Artemis hard at work. Her large breasts are wrapped around a canine cock of her own, and her moves vigorously up and down, suckling the tip when ever it's close enough to slip past her lips. You can her a hyper-present panting, hidden somewhere in the relaxing music. You recall the sound from earlier today, you master catching his breath after tumbling into Artemis, getting their bodies all tangled together.
As you lower your lips toward the cock, eyes still fixated on the screen in front of you, one thought becomes cemented in your mind. You are nothing more than a silly little Slut. And next time you see your master, you'll be ready and eager to show him just how well you've learned your place.