#think I am finally settling on a design for my favorite human/bot construct

[mabsart]

That’s when it dawned on me that Hostile One was a Combat SecUnit.

Exit Strategy has so many good scenes but this is the one that I can’t get out of my head.

[siremasterlawrence]

Daddy Bot Inc: The William Model

My name is Lord Tyler Mackson, please don’t ask me how I acquired that title. It ‘‘twas a very long story.

I live on an secluded island far off the worlds stage with many servants. They were all once human, barely human actually so flawed.

Look at my wall of victories this one in here particular. William, he was my once personal favorite.

His next door neighbor had hots for him an dark intentions. I am not proud of it, but who am I to say no to a hell of lot of money.

He paid me fifty thousand dollars to pick up William. He sent a elaborate blue print to fix him.

The next week speeds as William rises to the sound of a construction truck. Something felt off today he thinks dashing to the kitchen.

Pouring himself a cup of coffee a small pine cone device lays undetected. It hits his feet instantaneously going off a blinding light.

William was out for the long haul as two figures pull him by his feet, he was throne in to a car.

“What a specimen.” I tell myself whipping out cutting sheets. I cut his designer clothes off of his body, leaving him bare naked.

My assistants pick him up ready for deliver him to his doom. They exit my laboratory to his new home for the next month or so.

The room was was stark white with no form of contrast at all. He was strap to chair, shades put on his face, and strobing light all around.

“Mr. William Loomes are you ready for your treatment?” I say over the speaker.

“Of course you are.” I answer myself flicking a switch.

He was treated with a high pitch sonic sound lace with mind altering pitches.

The light strobe changing colors distracting him and deepening my commands.

The month was a hectic one after leaving him to endure for a week I return.

Williams vitals were quite strong he was failing to truly resist.

Some how though he is putting up a fight, but I can see one anomaly,

His brainwaves have taken a turn to a new corse, and seem to be warping.

I set the program to full gear leaving the room for a week again.

“Make sure to physically engage him” I inform my team.

Four men enter his room for the next seven days he endures hell.

His cries shatter glass in between moaning and cum everywhere.

His neighbor Jason calls me every Friday for an update.

“The progress is slow but working.” I tell him every time.

Third week comes an I skip my weekly duties to let him settle in.

The final week rolls around so I return ready to fight and when I was checking his vitals.

William was gone he was a blank canvas no sign of life except a pulse.

Three seconds before I was downstairs untying him, giving him my jolt of joy what I call the blue prints.

“Are you my owner?” William ask blankly in a monotone voice.

I place a circular implant his forehead as the blue print takes place.

Hi ex neighbor lands on my island a few days later to pick up his prize.

He smiles as the two meld imprinting on his new Master William.

The end.

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