God, being a fuck doll was sooooo boring sometimes.
Ok, sure, the dolls in the brothels weren’t pampered like her, but at least they had a steady stream of men, and a few women, to fuck them on a daily basis.
Her? She’d often go days between sessions, and half they time those were rushed and unsatisfying even with her hyper sensitive programming!
It would be better if at least she’d been allowed to pleasure herself, masturbation was a good stress relief for such expensive dolls like her. Her bastard owner didn’t like the though of his property “enjoy” itself when he wasn’t around though so had forbidden her from any kind of self-pleasure.
She let out a sigh and then felt a slight buzz at the base of her skull as the implant activated and suddenly a thought appeared in her head, “I need to get ready and go to the salon, my hair appointment is in an hour.”
She stood up and walked towards her bedroom, it was such a strange feeling having thoughts inserted directly into her mind like that, but the implant did it often enough that she had grown almost use to it. Many of the inserted thoughts were just like that one, basic daily tasks; salon appointments, workout sessions, doctors appointments, etc.
Arriving her in bedroom, she stripped down and changed into something more appropriate for the salon. Still fashionable, showing off her body and beauty, but more practical as well. She decided on a nice flower print dress that showed off her legs, had a nice plunging neckline, and an open back, along with some matching heels and some minimalist jewelry.
Suddenly another buzzing appeared and a new thought emerged, “I’ve got to be back by 7 so that I have time for his arrival at 8.”
A shiver ran through her, it had been three days since the last time he dropped by, since the last time he’d fucked her, since the last time she had purpose.
A smile formed on her lips next, 8pm was early for him, usually he arrived much later and only stayed for a little while. An early arrival often meant a much longer stay.
She picked up her phone and check the time, it was just after 2pm, her appointment was at 3, a couple hours at the salon got her out by 5. If she didn’t dilly dally that gave her enough time to drop by her favorite lingerie store and pick up something new to entire him with.
She quickly headed out with a spring in her step… most days being a fuck doll were boring, but that wasn’t going to be today. Today was going to be exciting as her owner would be here soon to use her as she was intended.
