Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 55375 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 277(@200wpm)___ 222(@250wpm)___ 185(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 55375 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 277(@200wpm)___ 222(@250wpm)___ 185(@300wpm)
Corinne saw that his huge hands were balled into fists at his sides. She felt a surge of unease. Was he about to snap and do something he shouldn’t?
But when she probed gently at the Link between them, she didn’t feel him having any desire to rape or take what wasn’t offered by force. There was an immense physical and sexual need building inside him, however. Just as the manual had predicted, he was going to need a sexual release. Still, he was doing a good job of holding himself back. This was undoubtedly an excellent test of his will and a good way to deepen their Link and assert her dominance.
“I know you’re in need, K-lx,” she told him. Reaching between them, she took his throbbing cock in one soapy hand and stroked gently up and down.
He threw back his head and groaned. His entire big body was tight with tension.
“Gods, Mistress—your soft little hand feels so good on me!”
“I’m going to help you with this in a minute,” Corinne told him, still stroking. “But first, I need to finish washing you. All right?”
“Yes, Mistress,” he gritted out. She felt the lust surge in him, but again he held himself still.
“Good.” She finished washing his torso and hips and even made sure to kneel and scrub the flesh parts of his long legs. Then she made him turn around so she could wash the rest of him.
K-lx groaned in pleasure as she ran her fingernails down his broad, wet back. Corinne had always kept them slightly long—her nails and her hair were the only two vanities she had, living here in the barren station. Now she was glad she hadn’t cut her nails short. Her new Cyborg seemed to really enjoy them.
She got some more soap and began working on his muscular buttocks. They were firm and hard with muscle and she liked the feel of them in her hands. However, she also wanted to perform a test. Gently, she slipped her fingers between them, probing inward.
K-lx jumped and turned his head to look over his shoulder at her.
“Mistress?” he asked, his voice coming out hoarse. “What are you doing?”
“Washing you.” Corinne gave him a stern look. “I told you I was going to wash you everywhere, didn’t I?”
“Well…yes. You did.” He still had some uncertainty in his tone but he wasn’t resisting her. It occurred to Corinne that with every minute they spent together, he sounded more human—or rather, more Kindred, she supposed—and less Cybernetic. It was like his mind was fully waking up from Stasis. That was probably a good thing, she decided.
“When I say everywhere, I mean everywhere,” she told him seriously. “Open yourself for me, K-lx. You must get used to submitting to my orders.”
A low sound somewhere between a growl and a groan rumbled through him and for a moment his whole massive, muscular body tightened up. Corinne felt the internal struggle going on in him through their Link. He had doubtless been a proud and dominant warrior in his former life—she supposed no one had ever ordered him to open for them before.
At last, his programming won over his reluctance. Or maybe he just decided he wanted to open for her. At any rate, his big body relaxed and he even spread his thighs for her.
“As you wish, Mistress,” he growled hoarsely. “I’ll submit to you…this time.”
“You must always submit,” Corinne lectured as she slipped her fingers further inward. Her middle finger had the shortest nail—it had broken and she’d cut it down a day before. So this was the one she used when she found his rosebud and began to circle it.
K-lx growled again and shifted from foot to foot. He reminded her of a big, dangerous animal that was barely in control. But he must learn to trust her and submit to her—otherwise the Handler/Cyborg relationship between them would be skewed in the wrong direction.
“Easy, K-lx,” she murmured as she pushed calming feelings through their Link and slowly slipped her finger inward. “Easy now. Just open for me and let me wash you.”
“I’m…trying…Mistress.” His voice came out ragged and hoarse. “Goddess! I can feel your little finger inside me!”
“That’s because I’m cleaning you,” Corinne murmured. Honestly, she could hardly believe she was doing this. And she wouldn’t have been doing it if she felt serious resistance or distaste through their Link. But though she felt her new Cyborg’s reluctance, it was laced with desire and lust as well. He wanted this, he just wasn’t quite sure how to take it.
“Good, K-lx. You’re being so good to let me in,” she murmured again as she reached deeper into him. He was tight and hot inside and she felt for the little spot she knew was there from her extensive study of male anatomy. (It had been a required course in the Cybernetics academic track since all Cyborgs were male.)