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Featured Author - July RancidInsanity Story of the week: View past Author's of the Month |
“Hello my king.” Galandra slowly wrapped her arms and embraced Cecil as the two proceeded to kiss and make out. It was like an erotic dream. Over the course of a few weeks, Cecil learned the ends and outs of the spaceship the small army of converted alien robot women that crewed it, all while having unlimited amounts of sex with Galandra, Emily, Cagney, Madison, and Tiffany. For whatever reason, Galandra’s only rule was that Cecil was forbidden to have sex with any of they other alien robot woman with baby-blue skin, green hair and yellow eyes. At first this did not pose a problem as Cecil was perfectly content with being a king and living out his sexual fantasies using a handful of robots. But eventually, he grew accustomed to it, and began to fantasize about having sex with one of the other alien robot women, the one named Galaxa. Galaxa was taller, slender and even slightly toned compared to Galandra, and both were equally exotic-looking to Cecil. He wondered if a fourth collar could be made to turn Galandra into his mindless slave instead of acting like his wife. Cecil knew all of the other alien robot women aboard the ship were programmed to passively obey him as he was their new king, so while Galandra was recharging herself in sleep mode one morning, Cecil approached Galaxa with his idea. In about an hour Galaxa had produced a collar similar to the ones which reprogrammed Emily, Cagney, and Madison, except Galaxa stated it was even more powerful in order to successfully override the advanced alien tech inside of Galandra. Galaxa explained all of this flatly and without any personality. Cecil decided after Galandra was under control, he would have one of the other alien robot women install a new personality into Galaxa and make her his new queen. Cecil took the new collar Galaxa had made and slipped it onto Galandra while she was still in sleep mode and charging. As soon as the collar snapped shut around her neck Galandra’s eyes shot open before going completely blank and white she began to moan and writhe in pleasure as she unplugged herself and knelt down on her knees, rubbing herself and pinching her nipples. “From now on you are no longer my queen, you are my pet and I am your master. Do you understand?” |
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