Welcome To The Wonderful World Of #MechanicalMen Part 2. #SciFi #SFRB


Welcome to the wonderful world of mechanical men. Today, we’re sharing with you the moment, Debra, the genius behind the mechanical men, found out that her robots weren’t really robots. She was in the middle of…um… enjoying her robot when she learned this. There’s some naughtiness ahead. You’ve been warned. Enjoy!


“You want me to go deeper?”

Again she nodded, unable to talk with her mouth full of cock. He pushed his fingers deeper into her while keeping his thumb pressed against her clit. Her eyes drifted shut as pleasure spread throughout her body, lighting her on fire and increasing her need for him.

His cock jerked against her tongue. He was enjoying this. She was still amazed that her robots were capable of achieving an orgasm. Chance often came as hard, sometimes harder, than she did. And what happened when he came was magnificent.

Both of them were on the verge of coming right now. She moved her hips faster and sucked him harder. A loud banging sound forced her to open her eyes and glare at her bedroom door. Who would dare disturb her at this time of night?

“Debra, open the door, it’s Aoki.”

Aoki… that’s who.

“Ignore her,” Chance released his cock and bunched his fingers into her hair. “I need this Debra, you need this.”

Damn straight she needed this. She’d been working so hard on getting these machines ready that she’d barely had time to enjoy Chance. She didn’t want to stop.

“Debra, wake up. I need to talk. It’s an emergency.”


Debra turned her head to the side, forcing Chance out of her mouth.

“I’m sorry sweetie, but you’ve got to untie me. Aoki sounds like she’s about to have a heart attack.”

Still breathing heavily, Chance made no move to untie her. Instead he stared down at her, wearing an expression she couldn’t decipher.

“Chance, untie me.”

Still nothing.

“Chance,” she spoke more forcefully.

He blinked then nodded. “Okay,” he sounded upset.

Should he be able to sound upset? She would have to ask Aoki about that.

“I’ll let you go. But when she leaves, I am going to fuck you so hard you will never consider letting anyone interrupt us again, understood?”

His words made her body tingle. He was a robot. How the hell was he able to say things like this? Aoki swore she never programmed him to say half of the things he was capable of saying. Her personal cyborg was full of surprises.

“Do you understand, Debra?”

“I understand, now untie me, Chance.”

He untied her then massaged her wrists while Aoki continued beating on the door.

“Chance, you have to get off me so I can go answer the door.”

He truly didn’t look like he wanted to move.

“Tonight was supposed to be for us,” he reminded her.

“It will be. I just have to see what Aoki wants. I promise I won’t be long.”

He nodded. “I will go and get your robe.”

“Thank you.”

Like Chance, she too was pissed at Aoki. If the lab wasn’t burning down there was no reason for her Lead Engineer to disturb her late at night. Unless… the lab really was burning down. Shit. Chance returned with her black robe. He slipped it over her shoulders.

“I’ll wait for you in the sauna,” he whispered in her ear.

“The sauna?”

“Yes, that’s where we left the paddle after the last time you allowed someone to interrupt us.”

Debra shivered. He was going to spank her. She shouldn’t be this excited over her impending punishment, but she was.

“Go answer the door,” he smacked her ass then left the room.

Damn, that artificial intelligence program Aoki invented was good. She should give her friend a raise. Not tonight. Tonight, she wanted Aoki to understand just how pissed she was. With a frown on her face, Debra walked over to her door and jerked it open. Aoki pushed past her and stormed into the room.

“Where’s Chance? I need to talk to you alone. This is really important and I don’t want him to overhear us.” She was talking so fast, Debra could barely keep up with her.

“Uh, hello to you too, Aoki.”

“Fuck hellos, Debra. I have something very important to tell you. Where is Chance?”

“He’s in the sauna.” Debra tightened her robe around her, suddenly extremely nervous. “Did the lab burn down?”

“What?” Aoki frowned. “No, the lab is fine. Why would you assume the lab burned down?”

“Because you’re banging on my door like you’re the police. If the lab is fine, what’s got you so riled up?”

“I need to make a confession,” Aoki began pacing.

“Okay, confess away.”

“What would you say if I told you the mechanical men we’ve created are more real than we previously believed?”

“I would say stop pacing, you’re making me dizzy.”

Aoki stopped and sighed. “I’m serious, Debra.”

“I don’t even understand what you’re talking about.”

“Listen to me. Do you remember my dad?”

“Yes, I remember Mr. Yamada. I helped you clean out his basement after he passed away. Your father was the first person to support us and our goals. How could I forget him?”

“Of course, I don’t know why I asked that. I’m so fucking nervous,” Aoki rubbed her hands through her long black hair. “What I meant to say was, do you remember the container full of microchips we found when we were cleaning out my father’s basement?”

“Yes, I think you said there was like five or six of them.”

“There were six.” Aoki gave her a pointed look.

“Um, okay, there were six. So what?”

“Six, don’t you get it?”

“No, I don’t get it. I would be ‘getting it’, if you hadn’t interrupted me with this nonsense.”

“Focus. There were six, Debra. There were six chips in that weird container my dad kept in his basement. During our first round of creating cyborgs, only six of them came out right. Actually they came out perfect, too perfect. The other four came out with the intelligence of a vacuum cleaner. We trashed the dysfunctional ones and used the first six as our prototype. The new cyborgs are simply clones of those first six.”

“Okay, and you’re telling me this because?”

“Because my dad wasn’t crazy.”

Debra rubbed her forehead. How did Aoki go from discussing cyborgs to discussing her deceased father’s mental stability?

“Aoki, I think you’ve been drinking and I …”

“I have not been drinking.”

“Well maybe you’ve been smoking.”

“I don’t smoke.”

“Well maybe you’re sleep walking and sleep talking because what you’re saying isn’t making sense.”

“Okay, okay, let me start from the beginning.”

“Please make it quick. I’ve got a hard cock waiting for me in the sauna.”

“Listen, the scientific lab my dad worked at fired him when he got diagnosed with Alzheimer’s disease. A few months later he contacted them and tried to tell them of a crash that was reported close to the Mississippi river.”

“What kind of crash?”

“A UFO crash.”

“Really Aoki, a UFO?” Debra rolled her eyes.

“Wait, there’s more. He told them that the people in the bayou claimed they’d seen a UFO over the river. His ex-boss didn’t believe him.”

“I wouldn’t have believed him either. Those people were probably drunk off moonshine.”

“That was what I thought too. I told him to let it go. Well, according to his journals, he didn’t let it go. Remember when he took that trip to Louisiana without my knowledge or my approval?”

“Yeah, you were so mad at him for disappearing without telling his home health nurse where he was going that you threatened to put him in a nursing home.”

“Well, he went to Louisiana to visit the UFO site. When he arrived, there was a waste management team on the scene cleaning up. They told him there had been an oil spill. But he already knew something else had gone down there. Since he couldn’t get any info out of the men there, he met with the locals to see if they could tell him anything. They were all tight-lipped about what had happed.

But he found one lady who would talk to him. The lady showed him a box that she’d found at the site a few hours before the waste management team arrived. It was badly burnt and she couldn’t get it open. My dad paid her eight hundred dollars for that box. According to his journal, the six chips I found in his basement were what that burnt box contained.”

Aoki grew quiet. She looked like she wanted Debra to say something.

“Um, okay,” what more was she supposed to say? She was still confused.

“I used those six chips to make the first six mechanical men.”

“You did what?”

“I’m so sorry.”

“You did what?”

“Deb, I thought they were…”

“You used something that came from a possible UFO site to make my mechanical men?”

“When I did it I had no idea what those chips were. I knew my dad had been working on his own artificial intelligence program and I assumed that was what he had on those chips. I wanted to prove to the world that he was a great scientist. That’s why I used his chips. It wasn’t until last week that I started going through his journals and realized those chips weren’t created by him. Those chips may not even be of this world.”

“I need to sit down.” Debra felt like she was going to be sick.

“Don’t be mad at me.”

“I’m not mad at you. I’m mad at myself for not asking more questions about this new artificial intelligence program that I thought YOU created. Wait,” Debra sat down on her lounge chair. “I am mad at you. I did ask you questions about the damn AI program that I thought YOU created. You told me everything was fine. You told me that everything was up to code and approved by all the agencies whose approval we needed. You never told me my cyborgs are possibly aliens.”

“Only six of them. The six that have the chips from my dad’s basement.”

****Houston, we have a problem. Read about 2 of the original 6 mechanical men in books 1 & 2 of the Mechanical Men Series.****


~Book 1 is available now.~
Amazon US: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00TA96VI2
Amazon UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/gp/product/B00TA96VI2
Amazon CA: http://www.amazon.ca/gp/product/B00TA96VI2

Strong Athletic Man Fitness Model Torso Showing Big Muscles

~Book 2 will be available 02/11/2017~
Amazon US: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01MYF23LX/
Amazon UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B01MYF23LX/
Amazon CA: https://www.amazon.ca/dp/B01MYF23LX/

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