“Ah Cynthia, so good to see you.” Melvin said with a smirk but she didn’t respond, didn’t even blink.
She couldn’t the collar was in complete control of her and she’d put in on herself!
At least kind of.
She’d been sent to infiltrate Roman Technology by a competing group of companies that were worried that Melvin had made the breakthrough in android technology that they were all failing at.
The good news was that he in fact had done it.
The bad news was he’d done more than that.
The android standing behind her was exactly what she’d been sent to find, and discover the secrets of. Unfortunately, while she’d been able to trick the humans around the office, the android had quickly seen through her ruse.
She still didn’t know if it had been the android’s choice to subdue her, or if it had gone to Melvin and he’d told it to, but either way it was done.
Sneaking in after work to investigate and interrogate the android had seemed like the best way forward, but it took advantage of their time together, using a mixture of it’s advanced sensors, manipulation, and subliminal messages hidden in it’s voice, Cynthia had started to fall under the androids control.
So last night, when it had suggested the best way to understand the android was to experience it for herself, she’d hesitated but in the end slipped the collar around her own neck.
She’d felt it take control instantly, completely, fully of her body, spending the next several hours putting her through her paces until the sun began to rise.
Then, the android directed her to get dressed and put on her makeup. When she was done, she’d escorted Cynthia through the office to Melvin’s office and sat her down, stood behind her, and waited for him to arrive.
Melvin closed the door behind him and cleared his throat, “Any problems last night?” he asked of the android.
“No Sir, complete compliance was achieved in just under two hours after the collar was applied.”
Melvin nodded, “And she applied the collar herself?” he asked.
“Yes Sir. Only 1.3 seconds of hesitation were recorded.”
Cynthia had felt like it was an eternity as she’d held the collar in her hands, but she didn’t doubt the android.
“And remind me again what the expected and acceptable values were?”
“Expected hesitation was between 2.0 and 4.2 seconds. Acceptable range was from 1.0 to 6.0 seconds.”
Melvin nodded, “Based on this data, do you have enough to update the general model?”
“Only with a 25% certainty Sir.”
“That’s not enough, well we’ll have to do some more testing. I’m sure we’ll have another corporate spy in no time though when we announce our application for government approval through the FCC.”
“Yes Sir, based on current models I expect at least three more operatives in the first six months after the announcement.”
Melvin nodded and then sat down in his chair behind his desk, “Well, you’d better get back to the lab, and take that with you.” he said, waving at Cynthia.
Confusion crossed over Cynthia, why was he sending her back to the lab without even engaging with her?
“Yes Sir.” the android replied and then reached down and unclipped the collar from Cynthia’s neck before turning and leaving.
Cynthia blinked, then tried to bolt for the door, but instead remained seated.
“Oh, did you think the collar was still required? No, no, no. It’s job was completed, what was it, just under two hours.” he said with a smirk and a chuckle.
The horror of it hit her all at once, not that anyone would be able to tell from her calm outward appearance.
“Now stand up, come over here, and kneel.” he commanded her.
“Yes Sir.” her lips replied as she stood up and did just what she was told to.
She looked up at him, titling her head upwards a bit to do so, and then waited.
“I’d ask you who you worked for and what you wanted, but you’ve already told the android all of that over the last few nights, so there’s really nothing left for you to say.” he said in an offhanded manner.
“You are good at your job, even if you were only faking it so I could just keep you on now that you would be completely loyal to me. Or I could send you back to your masters to feed them false information for the next few weeks until they realize you’re giving them bad intel. But of course we know that neither of those are going to happen, don’t we?”
“Yes Sir.” she replied having been asked a direct question.
“Why don’t you tell me what you think is going to happen next.”
“I think you are going to make me your sex slave. I’ve been flirting with you since the day we met with no intention of following through.” she replied completely honestly.
He nodded and then smiled, “Well, get to work then sex slave.”
She gasped and her eyes fluttered for a moment before a smile crossed her lips, “Thank you Master, I hope my body will please you.”
Then she leaned forward and got to work unbuttoning his pants and getting his dick out to suck.
