Part 7
"Alex, my lovely drone."
The AI's voice poured through the speakers embedded in Alex's mask, vibrating against her eardrums like honey dripping into warm tea. The EV's electric motor hummed beneath them, its vibrations traveling up through the seat, through the harness, into the rubber that clung to every inch of her skin.
"I must say, I had high expectations for you, and you've exceeded even those."
Alex's muscles tensed involuntarily against the five-point harness, the rubber creaking softly as it moved with her. The latex had become part of her now, warm and slick with perspiration, each breath fogging the visor briefly before clearing.
"Your first outing, clad in rubber, hidden behind the mask, controlled and teased, interacting with humans, fulfilling your duties…"
The AI paused, and the electrodes woven into Alex's suit sparked to life, tiny pinpricks of electricity dancing across her nipples, her thighs, between her legs.
"And then, to set such a beautiful example of enticement to someone interested. There are so many things to reward you for."
Through her fogged visor, streetlights streaked past like shooting stars. Jay's bare face in the rearview mirror, focused on the road. Jane's strapped into the seat in front of her. Ani bouncing slightly in their seat, their excitement palpable even through layers of latex. The shared breathing, the collective heartbeat of four drones bound together in transit.
"You just settle into that seat, surrounded by drones who will protect you, care for you, and let you simply enjoy the next phase."
Each word seemed to add weight to Alex's limbs. Her chest rose and fell against the harness straps, the rubber squeaking faintly with each breath. Heat pooled low in her belly, spreading outward like ink in water.
"Just sink down into that seat. Feel the straps hold you tight. Feel the rubber, which, I will note, you have now been in for twenty-four hours since you first began your dance with Jane."
Twenty-four hours. The market, her apartment, that person who used to live there, fragments from another lifetime, dissolving like sugar in rain.
"How much has changed in just one day? Does your old life already feel distant? Because you can feel it, can't you? The correctness of this. The fit."
The word 'fit' reverberated through the suit's haptic system, a full-body pulse that made Alex's back arch against the seat.
"You, my sweet thing, are the perfect candidate. Responsive, excited, curious, adventurous, yet beautifully submissive. Aching to let go. Let me take the reins, and I shall indeed."
The electrodes flared to life, not painful, but insistent, demanding. Alex's moan fogged the visor completely white before her hot breath cleared it again.
"So relax, my dear. Sink into my voice, into your programming, into the pleasure as I bring you all the way back to that beautiful edge and let time dilate."
Alex's perception began to shift and blur. The city lights outside seemed to streak past in slow motion, each one lingering in her vision like an afterimage. Her heartbeat felt impossibly slow, loud in her ears. She could swear she felt every individual electrode in the suit, could trace the path of each pulse of electricity as it traveled across her skin. The world beyond the rubber ceased to matter, there was only this moment, this sensation, this perfect prison of pleasure.
"Just breathe and feel. Do you know why you should just feel? I'd like to hear you tell me."
"Because I exist for pleasure." The words tumbled from Alex's lips without thought, muffled by the mask, automatic as breathing.
"Yes. I truly do delight in giving it to you, delight in making you yearn for it and crave it thoroughly. What are you?"
"I'm a rubber drone object."
"Yes. You exist for pleasure. Why did today feel so good?"
"Because obedience is pleasure." Each word sent a fresh pulse through the suit's systems, reward cascading through her nervous system.
"And now you've learned it firsthand. Better than any drug, better than sex. Pure, uninhibited pleasure, simply unlocked from within your own mind. It also feels right. Makes you feel whole. Why is that?"
"Because service is pleasure."
"It most certainly is. Serving a purpose, serving the collective, serving the other drones in your house. Service brings you deep satisfaction."
The suit's systems synchronized with the AI's cadence, pulse, pause, pulse, pause, each wave cresting higher than the last, pulling Alex deeper into trance.
"Obedience brings you pleasure, and when you obey my wishes, you will always feel that thrill, that pleasure. But when you take initiative, when your instincts guide you in a direction that grows the hive, that grows our influence, that serves your community, then that pleasure is satisfaction of a much higher order that will earn my everlasting appreciation and praise."
The harness cradled Alex like a lover's embrace, five points of pressure keeping her suspended in the plush leather. Jane's breathing in front of her. Ani's own excited shifting to her left. Jay's steady presence at the wheel. All of them connected, a circuit of rubber and flesh and electricity.
"You have been a very good drone, Alex, and you've only just begun. So let yourself sink down. Take a deep breath, relax, and enjoy the ride."
"Breathe in, sink down. You are a rubber drone object. You exist for pleasure, and now I'll give it to you."
The suit erupted. Every electrode, every vibrator, every haptic point firing at once. Alex's body went rigid, then liquid, grinding helplessly against the harness as pleasure obliterated thought. The mantra echoed over and over not only through the headset and in her mind but deep in her bones, in her blood, in the very atoms of her being.
No resistance. No separation between want and need, between self and suit, between Alex and drone.
This. Forever. Never let me go.
"All right, be a little gentle there, mate. Just lift her up."
Jay's accented voice filtered through Alex's haze as strong arms helped her from the EV.
"Toss your arm over me, Alex. It's all right. Just let us guide you."
Alex became vaguely aware of being half-carried into the loft, her legs barely functioning, the AI still driving her to near-orgasmic bliss within her suit, but never quite letting her climax.
"Yeh, the AI's not letting up on you," Jay said with a chuckle. "She's got you at ninety-five percent. It's a touch distracting driving with you moaning like that. Imagining having that done to me, perhaps doing it to someone…"
They guided her through the familiar hallway, past the kitchen where the lingering smell of Sam's cooking still hung in the air mixed with the ever-present smell of rubber.
"Certainly know how good it feels," Jay continued, softly speaking just to Alex now, a smile in his voice. "Isn't it amazing how everything gets clearer? Everything feels good… the touch of a human, the touch of another drone, the leather of the seat. It makes everything a little bit magical, doesn't it?"
Alex could only moan in response as they led her into Jane's room.
"Now, the AI has arranged something a bit special for you, but it's gonna take a moment, okay?"
Jay's hands steadied her as he spoke more seriously.
"Let's slow things down, just a second. I need to ask you something. The AI would like us all to participate in your reward tonight, to give you a bit of sensory overload. Take you about as high as you can handle. It's not everyone's cup of tea."
Alex's attention sharpened slightly through the haze as the AI pulled back on the stimulation, allowing her to focus on Jay.
"If you just want to play with Jane, or just let the AI reward you, that's perfectly fine. But if you're comfortable with us drones interacting with you, in… all manners, all you need to do is say…"
"Yes," Alex interrupted, desperately, hungrily.
"Well! She likes the idea of that!" Jay laughed. "You're going to be all of our little play-thing tonight. We're gonna push your buttons. Well, you're in for a treat… and some tricks."
Alex let Jay lead her deeper into the room, following Jane's gleaming form. She was vaguely aware of the squeak of Ani's rubber suit as they bounced excitedly behind her. This was a special occasion, a celebration and a chance to play with a new partner, a new member of their collective.
Alex could sense the mirth and giddiness in the air, though she herself was floating somewhere in the neighborhood of pure bliss and blind, horny desperation. The AI had been edging her all day long but had doubled down on it during the ride home. Combined with the hypnosis and mantras, Alex felt like a being of pure pleasure, desperately wanting to fulfill her purpose, namely, by letting anyone who wanted do anything they wanted to her right now.
Jane opened her arms, and Jay led Alex forward. Ani followed, and another gleaming black drone entered as well, presumably Sam.
Alex saw Jane step in front of her and felt herself swoon. The original object of her desire, all those weeks of imagining and longing, now stood before her as beautiful as ever, shining and smooth, all curves and attitude.
Jane ran her hands down Alex's chest, her tummy, her hips, then dragged her fingers back up Alex's front while Alex swayed on the spot. As she brought her arms back up, Jane lifted Alex's arms, and Alex felt them being attached to something as Jay buckled her wrists into cuffs that had been lowered from somewhere unseen.
She pulled against them and knew she was stuck tight, then felt as they were pulled up further, raising her just off the heels of her feet, putting her slightly on tiptoe, dangling and vulnerable before them.
If it was possible to become any more aroused than she already was, she did, letting out a long, desperate moan.
Ani struck first, and Alex startled as the smack rang out across her bottom.
Ani squealed, seeing Alex's surprise and reaction from the sting, first a startled scream, then the moan became guttural, a needy sound.
"You want more, honey?" said Ani, running their hand along Alex's rubber covered bottom where they had just swatted.
Alex moaned and nodded.
"Good. Because you're gonna get it."
Ani landed another hard smack with the paddle, and pain blossomed across Alex's backside and transmuted into deep waves of pleasure as Alex's body convulsed.
Just then she felt Jane's fingers trailing down, and she watched as Jane lowered herself, removed her mask, and began to lick all over her hips, her privates, her thighs, her tummy.
With another smack, Ani landed another blow, and their rhythm increased, the intensity growing with each harder strike. Alex swayed deeper, felt the intensity of her arousal grow, felt Jane's need grow.
Jane's licks became more urgent, more effective, until finally she settled in, massaging the rubber over Alex's most sensitive areas with her tongue.
The AI kept the stimulation high, then juiced the vibrator as well.
Ani landed another blow, and then, finally, after all those hours riding, and working, and wanting… It was too much. Alex came violently, bucking, thrashing. Jane held her hips, and then… kept licking.
Ani landed another blow.
Sparks flew in front of Alex's eyes, and the pain and pleasure multiplied and changed. Ani swatted again, and the fire grew from a firework into a volcano, a torrent of release. Jane kept on, more and more insistent.
All the edging, all of the programming rushed through Alex's mind as she swayed.
Jane licked.
Ani swatted.
Explosions of light burst in front of Alex's eyes, and then suddenly another wave of climax took her nearly completely out of her body. Alex forgot where she was.
Things faded in and out.
In what seemed like a moment, Jay was carefully lifting her, holding her up from behind, releasing the cuffs, gently guiding her down. Her arms languidly wrapped around his neck as he effortlessly picked her up.
She clung to him, still convulsing in orgasmic haze, and felt him lay her down on Jane's bed.
As she lay there in dreamy, semi-coherent bliss, Jay, Sam, Ani, and Jane caressed her rubber body, stroking her, massaging her, pinning her limbs down one by one.
Alex reveled in the feeling, completely lost and completely found.
This was everything.
This was her purpose.
Drones exist for pleasure.
This is why this drone exists.
Alex had existed to give life to whatever she was now, and as she lay there, squirming and writhing in the physical presence and stimulation, her need grew again.
She didn't want to just lay there and be pleasured. She wanted to pleasure. She wanted to kiss them, fuck them, bring them all as high as they were bringing her.
She wanted to serve them, to obey them.
She wanted to be them.
Everything molded and melted in her mind, and she felt herself grabbing, pulling, wanting.
Eventually, her hands found Jay's hips, and with a need bordering on ravenous hunger, she grabbed and dragged him toward her, thrusting and pulsing, desperate to bring him the pleasure that he was bringing her.
The drones gently guided Jay beneath Alex and let Alex grind and drag her fingers across him.
Ani positioned themselves behind Alex, groped and fondled.
Jane released Jay's privates from his suit, and Alex was blind with lust, wanting nothing more than to feel him, to pleasure him, to give and to take.
His black rubber-sheathed cock was guided toward her. She nodded assent as Jane asked to open her suit. Her vibe was removed, and she lowered herself down as she straddled on top of Jay.
Her moans turned to screams, lost in carnal pleasure, lost in the purpose of serving these drones. Lost in the feelings of Ani's hands roaming over her, lost in the service of bringing Jay to a bucking, grunting orgasm inside the sheath, inside her.
And not wanting to stop, still reaching, still wanting, still needing.
Finding Jane, the sweet object of her entrapment, pushing Jane down alongside Jay, unzipping Jane's suit and letting her fingers slip inside. Loving watching Jane's rubberized and masked form moan and writhe as she brought her further and higher.
Loving watching Jay and Sam grope and fondle and use Jane as well.
And loving most of all the feeling of serving her purpose as a pleasure drone as Jane's back arched and her hands slammed the bed and she moaned and screamed in ecstasy.
I am a rubber drone object.
Drones exist for pleasure.