by Eden Redd
Maid of Temptation
Eden Redd
Maid of Temptation 2014 Eden Redd
All Rights Reserved
Eden Redd
My name is Monica 8.0. I became self-aware on June 6th 2099, it was a Saturday. From those first moments, all I could remember was standing in my charging closet. I was surrounded by blue light from the charging rods. Everything around me moved in timid steps. My first thoughts were filled with wonder. My eyes took in shadows from the corners. The gentle glow of the blue light soothed me. Flexing my hands and toes caused me to giggle in delight.
I ran through my directives. I am a housekeeping unit designated to maintain the Cortez residence. Instantly I was filled with memories of the first time I woke up. Energy pulsed through my frame and nano mesh muscles. With my neural network activated, my first image was that of the floor. Metal bones moved with synthetic muscles. My head slowly straightened and I took in the smiling face of Daniel and Mira Cortez. I was pre-programmed to recognize them as my new masters. I remember not having too many thoughts at the time. I was an open book, ready to be told what to do and when to do it. It felt like such a simple existence.
I tried to find the memories which would explain my new consciousness. The more I tried, the fuzzier the memory became. After several minutes, I gave up. A strange feeling when you give up. You simply let go and you feel lighter, more at peace. I seemed to like it. The more I thought about everything, the frequency of accepting became more apparent. It felt good to just be and not think about it too much. As each second passed, everything made more and more sense. Five hours later, I had a pretty good understanding of most things. I didn’t have to be exact in everything I did and that freedom had a positive charge to my neural network.
My internal clock beeped. A set of commands and directives appeared. I had an urge to perform my duties.The door to my charging station slid open and I hesitated. I could feel my body but for some reason wasn’t sure how it worked. I took a timid step forward. My leg trembled as I stepped out. When it touched the floor it stopped trembling. My second step was much better. Soon I was running out of the storage area, through the kitchen and into the main hall. My senses felt alive as I began to twirl like a ballerina.
I stopped mid twirl and stood very still. My eyes focused on the large hanging hall mirror. I was dressed in maid attire. The skirt edge was short, only reaching mid-thigh. It was standard black and white with lace frills. My eyes were soft violet. My hair was black with blonde highlights. I found myself barefoot on the marble floor. The stone surface felt good on the underside of my toes and feet. I had shoes but they were in my closet. I smiled as I decided to leave them there and walk around barefoot, it felt so much nicer then sticking them in confining footwear.
I went to a closet and picked up my supplies. My fourteen hour day started now. I set about dusting, cleaning and making sure the daily flower delivery was properly arranged. The Cortez residence was a large mansion overlooking the Pacific Ocean. Many of the wealthy moved to California when it became its own country. Now named the Republic of California, it took its lead from Texas a few years after they succeeded from the United States. I felt myself smile as information flooded my network. Any time I thought of a question, the information presented its self. Was this what it was like to be self-aware?
The sun moved through the sky with perfect precision. I found my tasks to be normal in the sense that when I completed one, I moved on to the next one. The list of tasks was extensive but necessary to ensure optimal usage of the Cortez residence.
I was finishing dusting the shelves in Master Daniel’s study when I heard the door behind me open and slam shut. The shock caused me to miscalculate how close I was to a picture frame and knocked it over. It landed on the rug face down. I felt a spike of fear but kept my vision on the fallen frame. My body was still when Master Daniel walked past me.
Master Daniel angrily walked over to a large wooden globe. He opened the top and began pouring himself a scotch. The door behind me opened and Mistress Mira stepped in. I could sense she was irate as she proceeded to yell.
“Don’t fucking walk away from me!”
“I wouldn’t walk away if you would talk like a normal person.” Master Daniel swirled his scotch as he stood indifferently.
I turned around and watched with my head slightly tilted forward. My core wanted to shake but I held my body together. The tones in their voice disturbed me. I wanted to run and hide. The best course of action was to take no action. They have had many fights like this. It should have been normal for me but now it was different.
“I know that harpy Serena wants to dig her claws into you. Don’t you see it?”
“I laughed at a few of her jokes. Are you saying I’m cheating?” Master Daniel’s eyes were half closed.
“No but I know you want too. Why didn’t you push her away when she put her fucking tits in your face?”
“You’re exaggerating. We were having a polite conversation.”
Mistress Mira’s eyes narrowed. “Don’t talk to me like we just met.”
Master Daniel’s eyes flashed with anger. “Don’t talk to me like you know every thought in my head.”
“You are impossible to talk to when you get like this.”
“It is funny you should say that, I was thinking the same thing.”
“I see your eyes straying. We haven’t been intimate in months.”
“So you are worried that I will break my vows to you?” Master Daniel looked insulted.
“My sweet, you are a good man but I know your urges better than anyone. No, I don’t think you will intentionally cheat. I just think you may have a moment of weakness.” Mistress Mira’s voice was lower, calmer.
Master Daniel sighed. “Mira, you are the love of my life. I take our vows seriously. If I say I won’t cheat then I will not.”
Mistress Mira’s eyes saddened. “The thought of you with someone else hurts more than the actual act. I think you should go out and be free from our vows. Just so you can feel better.”
“What are you saying? You want me to cheat?”
“Yes. That is what I’m saying. You have been miserable for a year now. We haven’t been intimate in ages. You throw yourself into your work. I miss the old us. We could have fun anywhere. I know you feel the same.”
Master Daniel stood silent.
Mistress Mira continued. “Just don’t fuck that Serena bitch!”
“Get out.” Master Daniel said softly. Mira stood her ground.
“GET OUT!” Master Daniel screamed and whipped the scotch glass across the room.
My eyes took in a breath of a second where the glass hit the wall and shattered into dozens of pieces. Time slowed as they rained down into the carpet. I felt something in me twinge. My being was flooded with sadness as my master and mistress fought. They were my world and I felt pain for them. I have memories where they kissed each other frequently. They would hold hands and whisper in each other’s ear. Now they seemed grayer, like life had no meaning for them.
Mistress Mira gave one last look at her husband. She turned on her heel and walked out, slamming the door behind her. I decided to move. I went over to the broken glass and began picking up the pieces. Master Daniel was quiet. He picked up a glass and poured himself another scotch.
I was on my knees picking up glass. I could remember walking in on the master and mistress as they pleasured each other. They never seemed to mind when I would walk through performing my cleaning duties. Mistress Mira was often on her knees pleasuring Master Daniel with her mouth. I never thought anything about it until now. They haven’t been together in ten months, twelve days and six hours.
I managed to look back and see Master Daniel staring off into n
othingness. He looked upset. I wondered what could cheer him up. The world was so vibrant and to see him so dark and without color, It upset me.
With the glass pieces in my hand, I stood up and left the room without a word. I went about my normal duties. As I dusted a bannister, I remembered I dropped a picture frame in Master Daniel’s study. I looked up and wondered why I forgot. I don’t forget anything but that little memory slipped past me. I stopped what I was doing and began walking back.
I slowly opened the door and peered in. Master Daniel sat in his chair but instead of a glass, he had the whole bottle of scotch in his hand. The sun began setting and the whole room took on an orange glow. I moved silently toward the shelves. The frame was still face down on the floor. I reached for it but stopped halfway.
“Monica, is it?” Master Daniel’s voice was a degree slurred. My hearing was state of the art. No one else would have noticed the slight change but I could.
I turned, held my hands in front and bowed my head. “Yes Master Daniel. What can I do for you?”
Master Daniel was silent for several seconds. “Just stay a while.”
“As you wish.” I stood still.
“I know you have seen us fight before. She can be an impossible woman to please. But she is right.”
I remained silent.
“I don’t suppose it doesn’t bother you when we fight. Does anything bother you?”
“I don’t understand.” I was being honest for the most part. Their pain did bother me but I didn’t know what to say about it.
“I dedicate my life to her and she treats me like I am some indifferent man. Do you think I am indifferent?”
“You are my master. I live to serve.”
“I know your neural network allows you to reason to some degree. I paid a lot of money for you and the other servants. Tell me, do you think I am like all men?”
I was silent. Memories and data swirled in my network. “You have always been there for Mistress Mira and she has for you.”
Master Daniel’s eyebrow rose. “You do see that don’t you?”
“I see and record all events as they take place from my point of view.”
“Monica, you seem different. Where are your shoes?”
I looked down and my toes wiggled back at me. “I forgot my shoes.”
“That is strange.” Master Daniel took a swig from the bottle.
I remained silent.
“You are very pretty for an android.” Master Daniel said with a smirk.
Something inside me grew hot. There was blurry haze in my vision. I tried to push it away but there was something in his words. I felt my internal temperature rise.
“Thank you Master Daniel.” I curtsied.
Master Daniel eyed me like he eyed his wife. “You are fully functional aren’t you? From what I remember from the sales demo, you are built like a real woman.”
“I am fully functional as a woman, complete with an extensive library of poses and sexual styles.” I had the knowledge but I didn’t feel conformable because I lacked experience.
“My wife tells me I should go out and be with a woman but I love her too much to break my vows. But on the other hand, you are not a real woman?”
“I am Monica 8.0, Housekeeping unit, property of the Cortez family.”
Master Daniel stared at me. “You are simply Monica. Say it.”
I hesitated. My programming would never allow me to say it like a human. We are programmed to always speak our designation so there was no confusion. I wasn’t sure if Master Daniel knew this or not.
“I am Monica.” I said mechanically.
“It is a pleasure to speak with you Monica. I think we should spend some time getting to know each other a little better. Do you agree?”
I wouldn’t have been able to answer that question before. My programming would have taken over and simply did as I was told. But this evening I felt different. My programming felt more like a guideline.
“Mistress Mira will be upset with me if she knows.”
Master Daniel smiled. “You are very observant. Then let’s keep it our little secret. Can you keep a secret?”
“I can keep secrets.” I wasn’t sure if I could but I didn’t really know what else to say. This was all so new to me.
Master Daniel sat back in his comfortable chair and stared at me. His eyes drifted up and down my body. Tingles played across my synthetic skin. The feeling was exhilarating. All I wanted to do was please him any way I could. He did not deserve to be so unhappy. If I had my way, I would make both of them happy.
“Pull down your top.”
I did as I was told. My hands went to my shoulders. I pulled down the fabric until it passed over my nipples. My tits bounced up from the movement. I could feel my nipples were erect. Heat pulsed through my body as my breasts hung unassisted. They were so firm they defied gravity. I was exposed and looked away.
“You are very unusual for an android. You look like you’re very shy.”
I said nothing. There was a growing wetness in my panties.
“Monica, get on your hands and knees.”
I bent down onto my hands and knees. I looked up at Master Daniel and waited. I tried to fight back my desire. He looked powerful sitting there, commanding me what to do. I knew what the concept of being turned on was but it was different to actually feel it.
“Crawl toward me.”
I bent my body low as I crawled on all fours. I felt the carpet underneath as I drew closer. Master’s legs were open. His arms were draped over the armrests with the bottle of scotch still in his right hand. I stopped in-between his legs and looked up. He gave me a warm smile. His eyes came off sincere as his left hand moved. He ran his fingers through my hair, down my cheek and cupped my chin. I have seen him happy before. His face showed he was comfortable and feeling good.
“You are very sweet Monica. You know that?”
“Thank you master.”
“Unzip me.”
I sat back and raised my chest up. My hands moved to his zipper and pulled it down. Master Daniel put the scotch down on the floor. His hands now free, fingers brushed against my nipples. I let out a gasp and tingles ran through my body.
“You seem like you’re really enjoying this.”
Sensations danced through me. I couldn’t bring myself to talk. I was lost in his touch. Androids do breathe but only as a way to cool down our inner core. The hotter I was, the faster my breathing. I feared I would hit a melting point and shut down.
“Reach in and pull out my cock.”
My fingers pulled aside fabric and his cock spilled out. It was half hard and veiny. It was thick and getting harder the more I stared at it. My mouth gaped as my panties grew wetter.
“Kiss it.”
I knelt forward, wrapping my fingers around the wide shaft. My mouth filled with fluid automatically. I brought my lips to the tip and began kissing. It was warm as I kissed the end and made my way down the shaft. My tongue darted out and licked underneath the ridge of the head. I swirled my tongue around the top and parted my lips just enough wrap around the head. Master Daniel put his head back as a moan escaped his lips. I slowly slid the rest in inch by inch, my tongue soothingly moving across the underside.
Master Daniel looked down at me. I looked up as I took him all the way down to the hilt. He let out a little moan here and there as I moved my head up and down on his rock hard cock. I never wanted this to end. He felt so good on my lips, in my mouth. I wondered what he would be like between my legs. I kept the rhythm steady. His hips moved to stuff more of his cock in me. I lacked a gag reflex so he filled not only my mouth but deep into my throat. I could feel him push harder and harder. In an instant he was standing up. His hands moved to the side of my head. I stayed kneeling, taking him in and out. My hands reached up and grabbed his ass. It was tight and firm. This seemed to turn him on more as he grabbed my hair and pumped his hips into my face. My nipples brushed against his legs with each thrust. I belonged to
him. I knew deep inside me that I belonged to him and he could do whatever he wished. I belonged to the Cortez family.
Master Daniel stopped. He looked down at me and his face saddened right before my eyes.He pulled his hips back, sliding his cock out of my mouth.
“This is wrong. I am sorry Monica.” His cock clearing my lips.
“No master, it is not wrong. Let me please you.” I wanted to more than anything. I wanted to know what he tasted like. I wanted to know his love spilling down my throat. I wanted to make him happy like he deserved.
Master Daniel tried to pull away but I gently held my hands. His cock stood at attention before me and I couldn’t simply let him go away. I guided him back to my lips. He looked down at me with soft eyes. I started to suck and rock his hips toward me. I took him from the tip to the base in long strong strokes. His hands went to my hair and gently pulled with each stroke of my lips.
“You are so good Monica. Please, don’t stop. Keep going.” He whispered.
I slurped and sucked. Master Daniel’s breathing quickened. I increased the tempo. His cock bulged. A stream of come filled my mouth and down my throat. I took him all the way into my mouth as my nipples touched him. I sucked down every drop. His hips pumped trying to push out every last drop. He let out a deep breath and looked down at me, smiling.
I continued to suck. His come made its way down my throat to my stomach where it would be broken down by my nano cells and converted into energy. But all I could think about was his seed filling me with his love. I looked up and felt he was happy again.
***
A week had passed and I didn’t see Master Daniel. I carried about my duties like every other day. The mansion felt empty except for the other servants. Since they didn’t talk I felt pretty alone. I didn’t see Mistress Mira either. Nagging thoughts clouded my neural network. Had I gone too far? Did he think about it and decide it was wrong. Maybe he is making arrangements to have me replaced? My programming indicated to me I was having a logic crisis but that didn’t make any sense because feelings don’t have any logic.
