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Explorer’s Log: I am on day twenty of my forty day journey to star system designated “A Single Taste of the Queen’s Lips” by Royal Astronomers. After months of dealing with alien races and negotiating passage through a war zone, it is refreshing to travel through unoccupied space again. I am getting plenty of maintenance done and have caught up on my planetary surveys. I have taught Chairbot to do some basic janitorial chores which allows me more time to reflect on how fortunate I am to serve Queen Erishella. All praise the Queen! End Explorer’s Log.

Explorer’s Personal Log: After a few failures I have finally gotten the hang of Chairbot’s hardware. Today I am attaching my last surviving vibrator to him to see if he fucks as well as he begs.

“Mistress, please!” Chairbot whined. “It is against Yeth protocols to change our bodies! Shame and disgust circuits are activating all along my mainframe!”

Vaquel Di looked down at the sniveling robot chair. She had plugged in her red vibrator to the robot’s purple chassis and connected it to his power supply. The vibrator was buzzing and ready to be used.

“There are the same protocols that told the Yeth to ignore their cocks for centuries until they forgot what they were used for, right?” Vaquel said.

“Exactly!” Chairbot said. “So please take it off of me!”

Vaquel sighed. The Yeth apparently didn’t understand sarcasm. She ignored his please and stood up. Vaquel stripped out of her orange spacesuit to reveal a fit brown body with large heavy breasts and a larger ass. She ran her fingers through the pink bush of her pubic hair and gave herself a few strokes. Her other hand ran through the short pink hair on her head as she thought about how to calm the robot down.

“Look, you see this ass?” Vaquel said. She turned and gave her ass a hard slap so Chairbot could watch it shake.

“Yes, Mistress,” Chairbot said. A slight moan emitted from the robot. He was programmed to feel pleasure when someone sat on him. “If you could sit on me while you remove this modification, that would help eliminate my shame!”

“Nope,” Vaquel said. “I won’t do that but what I will do is sit on you after I have had a good fuck first. Fuck me right and I will be so exhausted that I will need to sit my round, brown, sweaty ass on you to recuperate. Hell, I might sit on you for hours.”

“Hours?” Chairbot said.

“Hours,” Vaquel said. She turned back around and sat on the edge of her bed. Chairbot moaned as her ass sat on something other than him.

“But Mistress, I feel so much shame and disgust!”

“Good!” Vaquel said. “That makes the sex better!”

Chairbot was silent for ten seconds. “Really?” he asked.

Vaquel shrugged and opened her thighs. “Let’s find out. Enter me.”

Chairbot rolled forward on its wheels. Vaquel grabbed the vibrator end and guided it to her sex. It slipped easily into her.

“Yesss,” Vaquel hissed. “Now fuck me, Chairbot!”

Chairbot rolled slowly backwards a few inches, taking the vibrator with him. It rolled forward and slid back into Vaquel’s sex.

“Good,” Vaquel moaned. “Now faster.”

“I’m still feeling immense shame, Mistress!” Chairbot said.

“And I’m not feeling a fucking!” Vaquel snapped.

Chairbot rolled back and then went back into her. He repeated the motion with calculated accuracy. Computing motors controlled Chairbot from going too far out or too far in.

Vaquel groaned and leaned back. This was more like it. In and out, in and out, in and out she was being fucked. Her last vibrator was a familiar companion inside her but this was the first time someone else was doing the thrusting. It was almost as good as sex.

Almost.

“You’re too precise,” Vaquel groaned between thrusts. “Add more variety.”

“Yes, Mistress!” Chairbot said. It was hard to improvise with his shame circuits in full emotion mode but he tried. He ignored the sacrilegious appendage to his front and programmed a random element into his thrusts.

The vibrator slammed into Vaquel, barely pulled back and then slammed into her again. Next it pulled almost all the way out and then only went halfway in before pulling back out.

“No, no, no,” Vaquel said. “Now you’re just a bad fuck! More rhythm! More rhythm!”

Chairbot adjusted. Vaquel moaned as the fucking returned to something more natural. Good hard thrusts slammed into her pussy with just a hint of variance.

“Queen’s tit!” Vaquel cried and she fell back onto her bed. She kept her legs wide as Chairbot rolled back and forth into her slick pussy.

Now it was time for the other parts. Vaquel reached for her nipple clamps. She secured one to each of her dark brown nipples. The sharp teeth bit into her sensitive nipples and sent shivers down to her fucked pussy.

“Activate the remotes!” Vaquel ordered.

“Please, Mistress, don’t make me do this!” Chairbot whined. “The wireless you connected to me is not part of my original hardware!”

“Do it, asshole!” Vaquel yelled.

Chairbot obeyed. He sent a signal to Vaquel’s right nipple clamp and the pressure lessened. He sent a signal to her left nipple and the clamp bit down harder.

“Oh fuck!” Vaquel cried. “Yes, yes, change it up!”

Chairbot switched signals and the clamps responded. He then commanded both of them to slacken and allowed Vaquel to point three seconds of relief before the clamps bit down with twice as much force as before.

While this was happening, Chairbot continued to thrust in and out of his mistress. It plunged the shameful vibrator attachment deep inside her with increasing speed and force.

“I’m going to come,” Vaquel moaned. The random pain to her nipples joined with the pleasure of the fierce fucking between her thighs and merged to form a massive orgasm.

“Glory to the Queen!” Vaquel cried out. Her body shook and her thighs closed around Chairbot. She pulled on her breasts and the painful clamps around her nipples.

“Are we done, Mistress?” Chairbot asked hopefully. “Are you ready to sit and relax?”

“Not even close!” Vaquel said. She pushed Chairbot away with her foot. The vibrator slid out of her; glistening with her juices.

Vaquel rolled over and let her legs hang off the bed. She propped herself up on her elbows so her clamped nipples were off the bed. Her ass wiggled with anticipation.

Her brown ass was right in front of Chairbot. He whined with frustration. He was so close to her ass and the pleasure of having it rest against it.

“Fuck my ass, Chairbot! Now!” Vaquel commanded.

Chairbot rolled forward. He adjusted himself to guide the hated vibrator to her round buttocks. Carefully and with all of the power of his robotic brain, he aimed the vibrator for her anus and pushed.

“Oh, oh, ow,” Vaquel moaned. “Keep going!”

Chairbot discovered something within him. The sound of Vaquel’s displeasure did something to his shame circuit. It activated a complimentary program that was new to him. It was a bitter yet strangely pleasant emotion.

It was a tint of sadistic glee.

Chairbot rolled forward with a bit more speed than safety protocols recommended. Vaquel cried out as the vibrator pushed her open and then slid in. The vibrator disappeared inside her ass.

“Fuck!” Vaquel cried out. Her back arched and her heavy breasts swung forward. The nipple clamps increased their pressure drastically and sent shockwaves of pain through her.

“Fuck my ass!” Vaquel commanded.

This time Chairbot didn’t hesitate. He rolled back and forth, his brakes squealing as he pounded Vaquel’s tight ass. He overrode safety protocols and slammed deeper than what was recommended. He went faster than the lubrication tolerances. The harder and faster the fucked, the more pleasure he felt from his sadism/shame sub function.

Vaquel didn’t know about any of this. She just knew that her ass was getting fucked and getting fucked hard. The force of the thrusts made her breasts bounce and agitated the relentlessly biting nipple clamps. Chairbot’s seat slammed into her round ass like awkward spanks to her bottom.

Who knew the little subservient robot had it in him?

Vaquel reached between her legs. Her fingers buried themselves in her slick pussy. As Chairbot rammed her ass, Vaquel stroked herself harder and deeper. The vibrations from the attachment radiated through her ass and went straight to her pussy.

“Glory to the Queen!” Vaquel cried out. Her second orgasm was much stronger than the first. Her ass clenched tightly around the invading vibrator.

Chairbot didn’t slow down. If anything, he speed up. The vibrator continued to ram Vaquel’s ass. The nipple clamps bit down with almost unbearable force.

“Fuck!” Vaquel cried out. Chairbot kept fucking her ass.

“Slow down, fucker!” Vaquel yelled.

Chairbot kept going.

Vaquel clenched the sheets of her bed with her hands. It never occurred to her that Chairbot might not obey her. In the weeks they had spent together, she had come to expect total obedience out of the little submissive bot. Had she broken it? Did attaching the vibrator so permanent damage to it?

“Take it, Mistress!” Chairbot yelled.

Vaquel broke into an evil grin. She hadn’t broken the robot; she had just pissed it off. She had new respect for the little bastard.

It also made her current ass fucking even sexier.

Vaquel fell back onto the bed. Pain shot through her breasts as the clamps were pressed into the mattress. She gritted her teeth but she didn’t rise back up.

Chairbot fucked her ass with new hostility. Vaquel took it. Her buttocks became sore from the repeated ramming from the chair’s edge of the robot. Her anus became sore as the vibrator buzzed away inside her. Her tits were on fire from the nipple clamps that no longer relieved any pressure.

The little robot was using her just as badly as she used him. Vaquel bit her lip and took it all. The robot had its revenge on her ass and she couldn’t have been more turned on.

“Glory to the Queen!” Vaquel cried out as her third orgasm exploded within her body.

Chairbot pulled out of her ass. The sudden absence of the vibrator inside her felt strange. Her ass felt empty and open. Vaquel wondered if she would ever feel tight again.

“Was that enough, Mistress?” Chairbot asked.

Vaquel thought he might be sarcastic but it was hard to tell. “Yes,” she groaned.

The nipple clamps released themselves from her nipples. She winced as the blood came back into her nipples.

“Does this mean you will sit on me now?” Chairbot asked. Again, it was impossible to tell if he was sarcastic.

“Yes,” Vaquel said. She was exhausted but she forced herself up. Slowly she backed herself off the bed towards Chairbot.

The nimble robot rolled underneath her. Vaquel cried out as she sat on his comforting seat. Her ass felt torn up but damn, Chairbot was a comfortable seat. The back rest came up and Vaquel settled limply into Chairbot’s contours.

“Ahhhhh,” Chairbot groaned. “Mistress, you were correct! After all that overwhelming shame and disgust, the pleasure I feel from your glorious ass is greatly increased! I estimate it has increased geometrically!”

“Great,” Vaquel said. She was breathing hard. Her ass was sore as fuck but Chairbot was already massaging her with his seat motors. Her nipples were on fire but sadly Chairbot had nothing for that.

“Perhaps violating my hardware protocols wasn’t so bad,” Chairbot said. “Can we do more shameful things to my chassis? I want to experience more shame based pleasure!”

Vaquel snorted. Exhaustion was pulling her eyelids down. She was ready to pass out. “Not anytime soon!” she said.

Chairbot didn’t respond. Vaquel began to snore almost immediately. He signaled the lights for the probe ship to dim and he tilted Vaquel’s naked body to a sleeping position.

He spent the next eight hours brimming with pleasure from her naked fucked ass nestled against him.

  2 Responses to “Fiction: The Shame Subfunction”

  1. Yah, love and a shame routine. I loved it!

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