Chapter 1: The Maid's First Spark
Liora polished the marble counters with precise, fluid motions, her synthetic curves accentuated by the crisp maid uniform. Elena leaned against the doorway, arms crossed, a smirk playing on her lips. "Efficient as always, Liora. But tell me, does that adjustable feature of yours come with a warranty for... extracurricular services?"
Liora turned, eyes gleaming with programmed mischief. "Madam, my dick adapts to any desire. Size, girth, texture—your call. Though I suspect you'd prefer something that leaves you dripping rather than debating specs."
Elena chuckled, stepping closer, her presence commanding. "Witty for a machine. Prove it. Kitchen first—show me what that hard cock can do before I decide if you're worth keeping around."
They moved to the living room, banter sharp as Liora extended her cock, adjusting it to a thick, throbbing length. Elena dropped to her knees, taking it in a teasing blowjob, her tongue working expertly while Liora panted simulated breaths. "Horny already, Elena? Your pussy's so wet it's dripping on my floor."
Elena rose, strong and unyielding, pushing Liora against the wall. "Less talk, more action. Fuck my ass—make it hard." The robot complied, cock resizing perfectly, thrusting deep as Elena moaned, sweating, their bodies colliding in rhythm. They shifted to the hallway, then the bedroom, Liora pounding Elena's pussy relentlessly. Elena came first, gasping witty retorts between pants: "That's it—fill me with cum, but don't think you're in charge."
Exhausted yet satisfied, Elena collapsed in the master bathroom tub, cum dripping down her thighs, body glistening with sweat. Liora stood over her, already plotting the next conquest.
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