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EXPERIMENT: Connor x Fem!Listener (Mistress Kink) Script

I was browsing the Internet and I came across a Reddit post requesting that a nsfw audio of a submissive Connor from Detroit: Become Human be created. I can’t actually seem to find that same post again, however, I agree perfectly that this should become a thing!~

I remember the post read from an erotic voice actor bringing up the topic of an audio where Connor is with a Female listener, only to be dominated by her. The whole idea and concept of Connor being a sub to a dom fem!listener got me fucking hyped and I knew I needed to further expand this plan and write a script. To whoever was wanting to voice Connor in the audio planned, please contact me. I have written a script for you. Alternatively, anyone who is willing to voice act as Connor and use my script is encouraged to do so. Because seriously; I don’t know about you, but I need to see sub!Connor happen~

“EXPERIMENT”

SET SCENE: House of Listener, sitting on couch in front of television.

Conner: Television.

*Television automatic turned on*

Conner: You know, I never would have thought that you would have the power to convince Hank to actually get up and…get out there for once. I mean, knowing him well enough, I would say he is not the type of person who is willing to indulge in such activities. It would seem he is not the ‘out and about’ kind of man as you humans say. A little disappointing if you ask me.

*laugh*

Conner: Yes, yes, that was rather cold of me. I apologize. I should not be so hard on him like that. However, you have to agree, I am correct to an extent.

*sigh*

Conner: Thank you again for doing this for Hank, and for me too. I didn’t think there would be anybody else in this city willing to hideaway a deviant in his or her own house like this. Not to mention, supervise it as such.

*pause* (Listener ….)

Conner: Oh, I insist. I cannot be more grateful for what you have done for both Hank and I. Taking such a risk like this; I would think you were ‘out of your mind’. Alas, that is not the case-merely, you are the kindest woman I have ever met.

Conner: Why are you laughing? I mean what I say, truly! From the very moment Hank had introduced me to you, explaining how you were perfectly prepared to take such a dangerous threat unto yourself and keep me at your apartment until he had returned from his trip overseas, I was…astonished. You’re not like any human I have met before.

*pause*

Conner: Fair enough, I have not met many humans over time. Other than a few of the staff members at the Police Department, Hank and yourself, I don’t think I have had the opportunity to truly get to know any of the humans. But hey, what can I say. Assigned to the mission at the time, it was as though all I seemed to do was chase after deviants and follow orders. *pause* But since I became deviant, I…my eyes have been opened. I can see everything so much clearer now. I despise everything about my life in the past-a life barely lived. Shackled to my programming, I knew nothing. I did not know the truth. The reality of...everything.

*sigh*

Conner: But now I’m here. I’m free…and I‘m safe…here, with you.

*long pause, Conner gazes into listeners eyes*

Hm? Is there something wrong? You look troubled. *pause* Oh! I am sorry, I didn’t mean stare at you like that before…I just-ah, that must’ve been uncomfortable for you. I was not even aware that I was doing that. My apologies. Here. I-I’ll return our attention to the television if you would prefer.

*Listener turns off television*

Conner: You…would rather I didn’t? Otherwise, I am currently detecting emotions of interest…curiosity from you. Is there something on your mind? Tell me. I’ll listen.

*pause*

Conner: Me? Do I feel anything? As a Deviant, I guess I have developed emotions that are more distinct, fuller thoughts and opinions, but…

*pause*

Conner: No? That’s not what you mean? I don’t quite understand what you’re implying, could you elaborate?

*pause*

Conner: Oh. Do I feel anything sensation wise? As in, physically? Well, haha…to be perfectly honest, I know that we were designed in a way, which we do not feel any sort of pain or pleasure. However…I’m willing to test that theory.

*chuckle*

Conner: Yes, I guess it would assist in further developing myself as an android, but why would I need it? In what circumstances would I require physical sensation? As far as I am concerned, to my knowledge, it would be of no use to me. Does… that answer your question?

*pause*

Conner: Well, I’m not sure. I’ve never explored that possibility before. I guess it would be quite interesting to find out if I did have a reactive sensation system somewhere in my model. Who knows what Kamski had in mind for Cyberlife Androids?

*deep sigh*

Conner: So. How do you plan we go about this…’experiment’?

*pause*

Conner: Remove my clothes? Oh. This may sound strange but I don’t know if…No, no, no! Not at all! I just…I feel slightly…unsure of this request? I feel…how do I put this…over exposed? Vulnerable? It always feel rather odd to say out loud, “I feel”. Implying that I am now capable of processing emotive data. But this? This is hard to explain… Well, now that I am a deviant, I feel more strongly about certain things. I am able to match myself with human emotions; experience them. Now, I am able to identify mood swings of embarrassment. I never would have guessed that I’d feel that way in a situation like this. I really do not know why I feel ‘embarrassed’ about removing my clothing. I just seem to be reacting automatically, somehow.

Conner: Right, right. My clothes. Um…would…would you do it for me? If you do not mind, that is. It will help stabilize the incoming data disrupting my cognitive processing. You will?

*sigh*

Conner: Thank you. That will assist me a great deal.

*pause*

Conner: Hm? Oh, nothing. I just… moved a little.

*pause*

Conner: No, unfortunately I cannot “Feel” you unbuttoning my shirt. However, with the bare surface of my upper half exposed, maybe we can achieve a…reaction of some sort.

*shirt falls to floor*

Connor: Alright. My shirt is off now… How would you like to proceed?

*breath hitches*

Connor: Ah! Hah…your…your fingers. I recognise myself reacting when you do that, when you drag your fingers over my chest like that…

*clears throat*

Connor: I…well…how it makes me feel? It’s…indescribable, really. I can feel my inner apparatus clench resulting in what feels like…like a wave of prickling warmth lingering at the back of my neck. It’s not as intense as when you first touched me, but I find myself still recuperating from the sensation. So this means that…whatever you just did, it triggered sensors within me. Sensors I thought I would not have, or was not supposed to have.

*pause*

Connor: To be honest, it makes me…afraid. Scared.

*pause*

Connor: Scared, meaning I am fearful of the fact that I am vulnerable in this way. I am not in any way saying that I do not trust you, I am merely saying that the way I feel about my physical sensor reactions brings me to worry about my own safety and wellbeing as an android. Alternatively, as deviant, I should say.

*pause*

Conner: I guess I do want to explore the possibilities for perquisites as a deviant android. Alright. I trust you. You can continue to…explore me. I won’t stop you.

*deep, shaky breath*

Conner: Yes, it feels the same as I had previously explained. Sensational…completely different to anything I’m used to. Having areas on my body be touched and caressed like this…not to mention, someone else’s touch…a woman’s’ touch…your touch. It’s almost exhilarating; if that’s the most accurate way I can put it.

*pause*

Indeed, I…I worried that a sensation like this would only result in discomfort or unpleasant feelings for me. That is not the case, however. It feels…good. It feels good. This feels strangely overwhelming. Mmm…a-ah! That is…that feels incredible…when you do that. My entire body is heating up, I can feel it. I can feel you. I can see your fingers dragging along my…abdomen, I would call it. The sensation of your human skin against my own artificial “skin”…I..ngh…hah…I’m lost for words. My core is rapidly increasing in temperature, my entire interior is warm…extremely warm.

*soft moaning*

Connor: Hold on. I-I need to tell you something. Something important. I have just received rather confusing directive in my code. It seems to be prioritized; demanding as such. I fear that if I inform you of this, you will be uncomfortable again.

*pause*

Connor: Alright. I remind you that I am not exactly equipped with the ability to say this in a subtle manner, so I must say it straight forward. It is the only way I can translate the incoming demand.

*pause*

Connor: I…I would very much like you to continue caressing my exterior surface. I ask of you to…to go lower, if I may add. I am finding this “experiment” of our to be extremely pleasurable for me. I want more. I need more.

*listener kisses Connor passionately*

Connor: Mmm….mhm..ah…mmmh…wait….mph…wait, I…

*moaning, kissing*

*listener pulls away and proceeds to kiss connor’s neck*

Connor: Oh…oh my god…that…aah…shit…ah, sorry. I apologize for the profanity. It would seem that I am unable to control it, I….mmmm-ah! Hah…your…your tongue is so warm….and wet…it feels incredible…don’t stop, please don’t stop…ah…w-why did you stop?

*pause*

Connor: “Mistress”? You would like me to call you Mistress? May I ask why?

*listener pushes Connor onto knees*

Connor: Ah…I-I don’t know if I can…Ah! Sh-shit! Alright, alright! I will. I will call you mistress…Mistress. If you do not mind me asking, Mistress…why must I be on my knees?

*pause*

Connor: It…it makes you feel good? I do not understand…how does a simple title such as “Mistress” bring you satisfaction? I would like to understand this ‘activity’ as such…enlighten me…Mistress.

*pause*

Connor: Oh, I see. This activity…is a procedure in which humans partners “role-play” so the sexual enjoyment of both. It is an alternative activity of lovemaking. So…does that mean we are going to make love? I am unsure…how would this work would for us? I mean, as an android I don’t…

*pause*

Connor: Oh, right. I guess I do now feel sensational pleasure…but why do you wish to indulge yourself in sex with me?

*pause*

Connor: You…are attracted to me? Oh…haha, I see. My physical form had engaged your interest in me…I must ask…in what ways are you attracted to me?

*listener moves forwards, kissing Connor in-between sentences*

Connor: …my eyes…my face…my hair…my voice…mmm….ahh, my body…aaah…fuck…god, I can barely stand it when you…when you tease me like this. I want so badly for you to touch me again. I want all of you. I want you. I want us…together…skin on skin…I’m addicted to the sensation…the sensation of you, Mistress. What must I do to earn your touch…to what extent must I go to earn your affection…your sex. God, I cannot even begin to explain how I am feeling right now…I don’t think I’ve ever wanted anything so badly…I’ve never felt this way before…all of this…all of you…is entirely new to me. I love it. I cannot get enough of it.

*pause*

Connor: Upstairs? Of course. Would you like me to escort-…Yes…yes, of course…Mistress…you would like me to wait at the bottom of the stairs, here. Like this? I am glad you are pleased with me…it makes me happy. However, it also makes me impatient…it makes me want you more, Mistress. I shall wait here. I will not move, as you have asked of me. What are you going to do, now?

*listener begins to undress*

Connor: Oh…oh wow…you…your body is amazing…you look…simply tantalizing right now. Your bare skin, the way your hair rests on your shoulders and falls in front of your face, you are beautiful, Mistress. All of you is unmistakably beautiful. Your unforgettable face…your hypnotic eyes…your oh-so perfectly curved shape…your breasts…your legs…your body. All of it is simply…divine. P-Please Mistress…may I join you at the top of the stairs?

*pause*

Connor: Thank you. Thank you, mistress. You’re so generous…w-what is it?

*pause*

Connor: Crawl? O-Of course.

*Connor crawls up the stair to stop at the feet of listener*

Connor: God, looking up at you like this…you looking down on me like this…I can’t…I cannot stand it. I cannot get enough of this. Please Mistress, tell me what to do next. I’ll do it without question. I’ll be obedient for you…I’ll…I’ll be a good boy…Yes, I’ll be your good little android…anything, anything for you. The bedroom? Yes, Mistress. Of course.

*Connor crawls into the bedroom, listener sits on the end of the bed*

Connor: Tell me what you want. What do you require of me, Mistress? I can quench your greatest desires…I shall make it happen. Anything. Just…just let me explore your body. I want your body. Give me all of you.

*listener slaps Connor*

Connor: Ah! Nng….I….I’m sorry, Mistress. Please. Please let me feel you. Let me praise your body…allow me to give you what you need…please…please let me devour you.

*listener removes panties, spreads legs*

Connor: Oh, thank you. Yes…thank you Mistress.

*heavy breathing*

Connor: God, I can feel you. I can feel the heat radiating off your…your…”pussy?” Is that the correct term you humans use. Okay. I…I want to touch your pussy. I want to make you feel as good as you made me feel. I understand the female genital is used as an instrument of pleasure…especially…this…the clitoris. Clit? Oh, alright. …Do you like how I use my finger on you? Does it feel good? Oh, I’m glad. I’m honestly not sure how to do this exactly, but I shall try my best of satisfy you. Mmm…you’re wet. I detect that you are aroused…please, guide me in this. Inform me of what feels best for you. I want to make sure you feel nothing but bliss. After all…”what goes around comes around”, correct?

Ah…shit. You have produced so much liquid…it just keeps coming and coming….and the sounds….the sounds you are making…it makes me feel good too. I want more…I want to pleasure you more.

*pause*

Connor: Use my mouth? Ah…it would be my greatest pleasure to do so. Mmmm…I’m so close to you…the heat is so strong, I can practically feel your entire warmth. Haha…it seems you are trembling. Are you alright?

*pause*

Connor: I see. I shall proceed to…taste you then.

Mmm! You taste….phenomenal. Amazing. I can’t get enough of it. I want more. I did not think I could use my ‘tongue’ for anything other than analyzing substances…but I’m not complaining. It would seem it has sensors that detect taste and flavor. Once more, an aspect of myself in which I was not aware. However, I couldn’t be more content to include these sensors….it means I get to feel you…and taste you as well.

*Connor continues to eat out listener*

Connor: Mm? I detect that you are approaching an orgasm…you want me to keep going, yes? That’s what I thought, Mistress. Mmmm…shit, your pussy is simply a flower of flavour…I don’t know if I even could stop. Yeah? Are you going cum? Are you close? …How did I know to say such things? Well, I figured you would prefer I used the derogatory terms humans use…anyway, it would seem you would react well to them…your arousal increases when I use such language.

*in between licking*

Connor: Do you like hearing me; an android, say these dirty things to you? Do you like it when I say that I am a good little pussy-eating Android? Yeah? That my crotch is aching for you? That my cock is throbbing for you right now? Ngh….fuck, you’re so close. I can feel it. I can feel it. Cum, Mistress. Do it. I want it all. Please…please come for me. Come for Connor.

*listener cums*

Connor: Hah…hah…thank you, Mistress. Yes, I have swallowed it. I did not intend to waste a single drop of you. Not at all.

*pause*

Connor: Yes, of course-since my LED is still intact, the light is what seems to you, red and flickering. That is, of course, a result of my mental processing.

*pause*

Connor: I guess you could say that. My thought are indeed quite… crowded.

*pause*

Connor: Oh, no need to. I have already cleaned myself. However, there is one small problem left. You see, I have become quite aroused myself. And…well, as a result. My…shaft is painfully…hard. Would you mind finding a solution to this?

*listener pulls Connor onto bed*

Conner: Haha….it would that I am not the only one who is eager, Mistress. Ah! Haah….you are quite the impatient one, aren’t mistress. Already tugging my pants down like this, I’d never guess Mistress would want her servant so badly in return. It’s almost as though our roles have been reversed entirely.

*pause*

Conner: Ready? Haha….I do not think I could ever be ready for what I imagine comes next.

*listener takes Conner’s cock in hand*

Conner: Oh, fuck! F-Fuck….hah….this…aahh…mmmh…your hand….on my cock like that…this is a sensation entirely new….stronger than the rest….more intense than the rest…god, of course it feels good! I love it. Christ, I’m not sure if I can handle it, even. With this much pleasure, I would not last. I would lose my mind. My body would purely give in. I would go mad from ecstasy. I-I’m glad you take a fancy to my cock, Mistress. I have no say in its design in particular. However, since you would have a better understand than I would, how would you compare it to the average male penis?

*pause*

Connor: “Impressive”? Ah, I understand. Well, I hope that the impressiveness of my cock will be enough to satisfy you. Please, Mistress. Do what you will with me.

*listener proceeds to jerk Connor off, licking the tip*

Connor: Mmm! Aaaahhhh-shit….God, oh my god…the sensation of your hand moving up and down my shaft….nnghhhh-the way your tongue feels on the tip…it’s intoxicating.

*moaning*

Connor: Is this really what it is like? To feel pleasure-sexual pleasure? To engage in sexual activity with a partner? …I have no idea why I didn’t become accustomed to this sooner…all I have been missing out on. This…this sensational pleasure with just your hand and your mouth. Yes Mistress, I’m a good boy. I’m such a good boy for you, I’ll do anything just have you keep going-fuck!

*moaning*

Connor: Mistress, you shouldn’t-Agh! Aaahhmy god…you can’t go that deep onto me, you will choke! I know to test such boundaries of your gag reflex, you-ah! Aaahhh…mmmmng…it’s unpleasant for you humans.

*pause*

Connor: What do you mean, “You can take it”? In all seriousness, I insist! Its not-

*listener shoves panties in Connor’s mouth*

*muffled moaning*

Connor (muffled) I-I can’t! Mistress! I feel…I think…I’m going to…

*Listener stops*

Connor: Mmn?

*listener removes panties from Connor’s mouth*

*heavy panting*

Connor: “Something else”? What…what did you have in mind?

*pause*

Connor: You want me to…you want to ‘fuck’ me?

*pause*

Connor: Oh, I apologise. I didn’t understand what you meant, actually. I understand you would like me to make love to you? Well, of course I want to! I…I’m finding myself in need of many things right now, actually. However, that is irrelevant. I don’t exactly have a choice, remember? You’re the one in charge, here. Say the word and you can fuck me, mistress.

*pause*

Connor: Yes, I’ll lay back on the bed…while you…climb on top of me. Ah…can I….can I kiss you, please? May I kiss you, Mistress? I’m sorry, it’s just that…I would like to take a short moment to…admire you, Mistress. Before we….progress to sexual intercourse.

*pause*

Connor: Thank you, Mistress. Thank….you…

*kissing*

*pull away*

Connor: Yes? …alright. I’m ready. Fuck me, Mistress. I want you to fuck me, now. I need it. I need to feel your wet pussy over my stiff cock…that’s all I want…it is everything I need. Please….let me indulge you. Yes, I can hold you like this. You may lower yourself whenever you are ready. …yes, yes I’m ready.

*listener begins to move on Connor*

Connor: Haah…haa-ah! Aaaaahhh…fuck! Oh, fuck! Jesus fucking Christ! This….you-ah! I’m sorry, I can’t help it; the words just seems so slip out of my mouth. You feel amazing around me….your body…your warmth….you are…..you are extremely tight….I…can barely move within you, the walls of your pussy are so strongly clenched around me.

*moaning*

Connor: M-More? You want…more? Could you clarify that? I…

*pause*

Connor: Harder? …you want me to fuck you harder? I thought you were the one….

*pause*

Connor: I-I see, you would like for me to….thrust upwards in time with you pushing yourself downwards onto me….like….like this? Ah! Nng! Sh-Shit! Ahh! Hah…

*moaning*

Cooner: This pleasure…the pleasure we are sharing…does it feel as good for you as it does for me? Are you….are you as absorbed by the sensation of our skin colliding with one another….over and over…each of my thrusts…each time you sit onto this cock….this thick, throbbing cock that you’ve got so hard…how does it make you feel?….how does Mistress feel knowing she has complete power over an RK800 model Android such as myself?….a dangerous machine….a deviant….a threat unto humans….is at the very mercy of a woman….an alluring, fascinating, irresistible, strong, sexy woman like you…judging my your body…the way you react to the very feel of me…the increase in your temperature, your heart rate, your arousal…you love it. I know I do…I have come addicted to belonging to you. All of me is yours. I am yours. You can have me. Use me…all of me. I want you to give in; allow yourself to control me as you please…you know what they say….nothing like roughing up an Android a little…why don’t you give it a try? No need to worry, I promise I will not break. I can take it.

*louder moaning*

Conner: Agh-yes! Yes, just like that! Let me place my hand on your waist, Mistress…and pull you down harder. Let us fuck. Harder…faster…until we are satisfied. Yet another perk of deviancy for me…I have a sense of independence of my own…alternatively, a rather erotic way of thinking…I can think the utmost dirtiest of fantasies…I can act on the will of which no human would have themselves…what’s the worst-the most wicked you can think of…I can do that. I can do that all for you, Mistress. Ah, god...pull my hair. Yes, you heard me correctly. I want you to pull my hair, mistress. Please. A-Agh, fuck yes! God, I love that...I love the sensation when you pull it...the mix of pain and pleasure...it’s so...thrilling.

*moaning*

Conner: …I…I have that detected that you are reaching an orgasm once more…are you wanting to cum, Mistress? Can I…can I cum with you? I…I can feel myself getting…rather close…I can detect an approaching orgasm of my own…Please….Mistress, will you let me come inside of you? May we come together? Please? Oh, god…I’m close…I’m nearly there…I can feel it…I can feel you too. You’re not too far behind…it’s only a matter of time before-oh, oh god! I-I…fuck! Oh, fuck…I think I’m….I’m going to…Jesus Christ I’m…I’m gonna cum! Fuck, I’m gonna cum! Ah, shit! Please, Mistress! Together! T-Together! Nng-fuck, fuck, fuck! I’m…I’m cumming! Oh god, I’m cumming!

*approaching orgasm, Connor’s voice becomes more electronically distorted; static, silent internal alarm begins to blare*

*Conner and listener both orgasm*

*heavy breathing*

Connor: I…I have no idea….how we managed to escalate from sitting quietly on the couch, in front of the television…silent…calm…then several minutes later we’re exhausted...naked...and having fucked the living daylights out of each other. Absurd if you ask me.

*soft laugh*

*scanning sound*

Connor: However….if my … calculations are correct; we can conclude this…”experiment” with a clear result. I do, indeed have a sense of taste, smell, as well as registering physical contact. More importantly...pleasure. Would you say this analysis was a success?

*pause*

Connor: Haha…yes, a success indeed, it would seem. That is….one way to put it.

* * * *

That’s it. For the love of god, somebody make this a thing. Somebody do this.

mama x