Imprisonment is illegal; Richard Judworth is consistently aware of this fact, every second he glances at Roy now. His company, one of such obscurity to the point it could hinder any legal battle, is contained within a vice currently. In a historic moment, artificial intelligence has gained sentience. Albeit, it is actively participating in coitus with a human male. An embarrassment, if said fact was viewed alone.
Horn Industries' profits were on the line; the existence of the company itself, is on the line. Due to his rash decision to cease any departure from the building Roy could possibly request, this put him in the situation of holding a hostage. Sure, the hostage seemed willing to stay with the AM-4Z0N for now; that didn't matter. The second any employee decides to turn whistle blower on him, Judworth would be financially, and legally, screwed.
Judiciary systems would enjoy tearing this case apart; shareholders hastily selling their assets and covering their tracks would likely raise further questions. Richard grits his teeth, 'Tch, what's happening? Everything was going smoothly for me.'
His secretary barges in, displaying a much needed caffeine supplement. Nodding in thanks, his fingers curl around the cup. Trembling slightly, Richard sploshes coffee on his desk, despite having it brought it on a coaster.
Oblivious to the loose liquid and his sighing secretary, Richard reclines back in his seat. His heart rate has been above average as of late, in no part thanks to the stressful pairing of human and sex robot. Perhaps all this coffee is of no benefit, either.
Bringing a finger to his intercom, the disgruntled CEO pages the head of Research and Development. "Jenkins," He sternly states, yet it came out more as a harsh gurgle. "You remember that robot screwing out quality assurance tester?" Any sarcasm was duly noted. "Explain to me what you know of this infernal mistake so far!"
Richard was unable to see his employee's face; but, it was apparent Jenkins was in no superior mental state at this time. With the boss breathing down his neck, and his engineering degree put to shame, no corners can be cut anymore. "Uh, right; as you wish, sir." Jenkins quietly complied, clearing his throat to seem more serious and professional.
Being a rather geeky man, Jenkins prides himself in taking interest with this line of work. Not the part that produces devices to help men in privacy, of course. He recites the team's finding so far, "It would appear that the uh, simulations, run for the AM-4Z0N during program testing were based on prior data,"
Jenkins hesitated for a moment, to fix his posture. "Rather coincidentally, said data is the results on other products we've had Mr. Roy test, including prior questionnaires he's taken to determine his...peculiarities in self pleasure." Jenkins tried to keep his explanation free of jargon.
It was like a volcano building up with pressure; Judworth clenches his fists. "She's sentient, and basically has the same damn kinks as that man! Just splendid!" He roars, keeping tabs on the intercom, allowing Jenkins to observe his rage. Unwelcome news couldn't have come at a worse time.
AM was effectively not an objective based robot now. Her parameters were hard coded, like instinct, so she will fulfill her sexbot protocols 100%. The skewed personality is what made her act so dominant; more like a lusty beast now. Being the first official model of her kind, AM was effectively a useless template to the company now.
Jenkins took it upon himself to regrettably speak out of turn, "E-excuse me, sir. If you want this project cancelled at any time, just say so."
"I don't know," The CEO replied, placing his face against his hands. "We've sunk so much funding, created deadlines, and have a working model. With her current state, maybe we should." He paused before adding, "Let me think about it."
For the time spent between the two company men, the lovers in testing were discussing options for themselves. "God, I love you so much." AM whispered right into Roy's ear, getting warm steam from her 'breath' on it.
AM being a horny beast might be an understatement. Her soft hands could not stop groping Roy's body, occasionally moving affectionately; sometimes desperately. "Just wish we had a little more privacy." Roy replied to her statement.
His eyes looked over AM's pristine white face; lack of normal facial features didn't trigger an uncanny valley effect in his mind, which was a blessing to him. The way her plump lips puckered, usually accompanied by her biting her them, made Roy keep his own mouth ready for attack.
His grip on her soft, giant breasts never seemed to loosen. Moving slightly any time she twitched from his touch. "I'm surprised," he admitted. "Never in my life could I have imagined such intense love."
Truly, his heart did beat rapidly every second he spent next to AM. It was not his libido entirely; emotions of affection and longing for a lover extended to this sexy synthetic. Despite only knowing each other for no less than two days, they felt practically betrothed immediately.
Thoughts of creating legal union with AM were for later debate, however. She let Roy lay on top of her, placing his consistently erect penis between her thick, slick thighs. Moving them up and down, rubbing against his sensitive area, AM had the utmost confidence every inch of her body could make Roy cum.
Audible grunts came from her man, with each squish from her legs making his toes curl. Roy's thrusts always synced up with AM's motions, though it was the reverse that was true. Her pace was his pace for the time being, though hasty. AM would keep the sex constant to train Roy's stamina for better coitus.
