CHAPTER 5
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"Oh my god, that was great. That was the greatest ever," Mega Man said.
He disengaged the shackles around his wrists with a few deft taps of his fingers, then reached down for his ankle cuffs. Roll picked up her panties and a towel.
"You know," he continued, "I don't know why humans aren't constantly engaged in sex. It's a fantastic sensation with none of the side-effects of pharmaceuticals. I'm surprised they aren't locked in one great, sweaty orgy."
Roll grimaced as she pulled off the leather gloves. Again, the experience wasn't quite what she had expected. With each encounter, the thrill was diminishing. Now she understood the phrase "the bloom is off the rose".
"You're leaving already?" Mega Man asked.
"I have other duties to attend to. I can't spend all day having sex with you." Roll shimmied out of the bustier and picked up her red dress. "I still don't know what the leather does. The texture is unpleasant."
"I think it's a psychological effect of impenetrable, rigid material," Mega Man said. "The whole point of BDSM acts are to distance oneself from intimacy."
"That explains some of the feelings I had during the act," Roll said. None of which were pleasant.
"Funny, I thought you would be happier on the other side of the encounter."
"You're the one who suggested it," Roll said. "Speaking of encounters, they're starting to consume all my time between duties."
"Not for me," Mega Man said.
"Well, of course not. You're only needed for maintenance or repair."
"When I'm not saving the world," said Mega Man indignantly.
"Well, you're not saving the world right now," Roll responded just as indignantly. "If I spend all my time having sex, I'll never get anything done."
"Are you saying we need to cut back? There's still a lot of variables and experiences we have left."
"I know," Roll patted him on the cheek. "But that doesn't mean we have to do them all now."
If Mega Man had a less mature personality matrix, he'd be pouting. He loved this. He loved having it, doing it. Everything from the first touch of foreplay to the explosive climax. He loved the give and take. He loved the multiple facets of it - aggressive, gentle, intimate, hateful. He wanted more of it. Like a kid who'd tried ice cream for the first time and wanted every flavor.
The auto-door shut behind Roll. Mega Man sat back on the table, still unclothed. The slime of five minutes ago still hadn't dried, yet he was hungry for more. But his sole benefactor had "other things to do".
Rock cleaned up, reset the workroom, and returned to his personal computer console where he accessed his trove of bookmarked sites and videos. If he couldn't have the real thing, masturbation would have to suffice.
He opened thirty-two at a time - since he could process multiple inputs at the same rate - and set the audio to send only to his personal channel. To any human, it would sound like a cacophony of feminine moans and shrieks. Video after video played, with Rock skipping through repetition or tedious exposition.
One caused an interstitial splash page to cover the screen, advertising a sexbot-only brothel. "State-of-the-art materials", it advertised, including customizable designs for both appearance and personality. And the lowest rates in town.
Rock was about to close the ad when the idea caught him. Sexbots were simple evolutions of the sex doll. Little more than crude androids with a silicon exoskeleton. They had base AIs, far inferior and less intelligent than anything Light Industries ever produced.
Yet, it provided a service for those seeking something less than actual sex but more viable than self-flagellation.
Could it be viable for him? Rock ran simulations through his fuzzy logic buffers for any chances of protocol violations. He'd already had successful sex with another robot with no apparent risks to a rule break. No humans would come to harm if he engaged.
The problem was secrecy. Light already had to be blocked from knowing about his trysts. Now Roll had to be added to that circle. She might see it as a violation of their trust.
On the other hand, if she was going to deny him - especially with his mounting desire - then she had to accept the consequences.