A wonderful video that my gorgeous drone, AD-01, made for me, where she took my drone loop file and turned it into a video~
She is such a good drone for me... why don't you join her?
The video uses the drone activate drone trigger (as inspired by kelly ewer's dronespace file) and the Good Drone praise and Feel: Pleasure trigger. Since it is meant to be a loop file, it does not have an awakener, so be mindful of that. If you loop it, make sure to set a timer/alarm~
Dronification corruption story. Content warning: Kidnapping, drugging, brainwashing, latex encasement, corruption, mind control, nulge and chastity belt, Mistress controlling sub, tits, earfucking, mind melting (literally?), cuddling, implied serial recruitment.
Sam could feel herself growing restless and her legs were starting to tingle with that feeling where you need to stretch and stand up to avoid pain, indicating that it was time to go to bed. Her fluffy body with its yellow fur and spots were a stark contrast to the dark room being lit up by the computer screen. She was not built for long drawn out stretches like this she thought to herself. She had been sitting in front of her computer for several hours, compiling data on the “FV-N” lab that she had heard so much about over the last year. It had been covered in the news, how people would sign up for scientific research trials and then no one would hear anything from them again. FV-N would always have an alibi, showing that people left the laboratories before they disappeared. It could never be traced back to them! The whole thing felt so suspicious, and Sam had spent weeks interviewing people, taking pictures, sitting in her car outside of the entrance to the FV-N facility trying to make sense of any patterns as to who came in and who left. As she kept staring at the screen, her eyes kept blinking more and more. She noticed she kept bobbing her head up and down due to exhaustion.
“3:47AM… I really need to get more sleep” she thought to herself before her eyes closed and she fell asleep in the chair.
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A sudden loud thud startled Sam, head shot up, tail fluffing up in shock and adrenaline, looking around confused.
“Shit. Fell asleep at the computer again.” Her neck would be a nightmare for the next couple of days sleeping in such a position. She looked around at first, trying to figure out what made that noise. There was nothing on the ground next to her desk. That was odd. Sam got up from her chair, head still groggy from sleeping so little. She glanced over at the clock next to her bed, noticing it said 4:58AM. She stumbled over to the bedroom door and opened it, walking into the combined living room kitchen area. It was not much, just a small bedroom with a bed, dresser, a desk where her computer was, a small kitchen area with the bare essentials like a stove, fridge, microwave and a fold out table from FURKEA that she had gotten at a sale and some chairs. Finally, there was the small couch, coffee table and a clunky old TV she had gotten at a garage sale.
She looked around and saw that her door was slightly ajar. Ok? Had someone broken in? But there didn’t seem to be any signs of forced entry. Standing at a distance, Sam wondered if she should go and close it or call the police and go back and hide in the bedroom. Against her better judgement, she slowly approached the door, trying to peek through the crack of the door to see if anyone were standing on the other side. She couldn’t see anyone, so before anything could pounce on her, she ran the final steps to the door and slammed it shut, locking it. It was unlocked. Did she forget to lock it last night?
“Shit… I really need to start closing my door, fuck that scared the shit out of me. Must have not closed it properly after I went out with the trash.” Sam murmured to herself, trying to reassure herself as she walked back into the kitchen. She poured herself a glass of water and drank while feeling her heart beat like a drum in her chest. After the adrenaline had left her body, she took a deep breath and turned on her heels and walked back into the bedroom. The rest of the data she had compiled could wait until tomorrow. It was finally time to sleep. In her drowsy state, she did not notice that her bedroom door, which she had closed when she went out into the kitchen, was now slightly ajar.
As she entered the bedroom, Sam yawned and stretched, tip toeing while her arms shot up into the air. Her bare chest bent at an awkward angle as she leaned to the left and right, stretching her back, causing some rather odd noises popping from her spine.
She scratched her back, pulled and repositioned her panties, shifting its position to not give her such a wedgie. She let out a small moan and a sigh. As she began walking towards the computer to turn it off, she could hear a muffled sound coming from behind her. Before she could even react, she felt her arms got grabbed and pushed behind her back by something dark and… slimy? Wet and drippy? It was not easy to say or see in the dim light of his bedroom but it felt cool to the touch. Before she could even begin to process all of it in her sleepy mind, a mask of some kind was placed over her head, and she gasped. As soon as she took a deep breath in, she could feel herself getting dizzy for some reason. The mask pumped something straight on to her mouth and nose. It smelled sweetly and it made Sam feel aroused.
“Mhhhf! Oh, that feels so good fuck me…” she wiggled a bit, almost giggling, before her logic part of her brain finally seemed to wake up and realise the severity of the situation. “Wait, what the hell? No this isn’t the time to get aroused! Oh my god, what is going on?????” she thought to herself in a panic.
Sam tried to thrash and struggle, but she could feel her body grow weaker from whatever gas she was breathing in. She tried to toss and turn her head and shake off the mask that covered her face, but just as she thought she was getting somewhere, a spiral appeared in front of Sam’s eyes.
“Wh…what… n-n-no, someone…help… me…”
Sam started to feel her mind go blank, and her struggling became soft, pathetic wiggles while she whimpered. She could feel more of the slimy wet things that held her arms behind her back and it was stripping her out of her underwear and… oh god, it felt so good when it touched her bare skin, how had she not noticed it before? She could only see the pretty purple and black spiral in the mask visor now, breathe in the sweet but strong scent that made everything spin. Sam let out a soft moan as she just squirmed in her bonds, not really trying to resist anymore. The last thing Sam remembered before losing awareness and succumbing to the gas, was a voice whispering into her ear
“Good girl… you’ll be such a useful asset to my Node.”.
With that, Sam finally closed her eyes, and everything melted into a pool of dizzy dreams bliss and pleasure.
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With a fuzzy mind, Sam slowly began to stir. Her head was throbbing. Confused and unsure where she was, she tried to open her eyes but found that she couldn’t.
What is going on? Where am I?
As she tried to speak, she also noticed she couldn’t open her mouth.
“Mmmhhh!!! Mmhh mmhh!”
Oh my god I have been gagged. Mhhhh why am I still so aroused what is going on? Snap the fuck out of it, Sam!
She tried to squirm, but her body was secured in a chair of some kind. She tried to feel what kind, but the only thing she could discern is that it seemed to be made of some kind of metal with a rubbery material.
“Mmmmhhhh! Mhhhhh! Mhhh!” Hello?! Anyone there?! Help!”. Sam’s thoughts tried to go through every possible scenario and think. Who could have done this? What did they want with her?
Almost as if someone had read her mind, Sam could hear a door open and she froze in her seat, as if not moving or making a sound would somehow make her naked body invisible to the person entering the room. The air felt electrifying on Sam’s fur, which gave her goosebumps. She could hear the figure walk closer to her as the door closed with a thud and a click. As Sam pondered if she should make a sound, her blindfold got removed and she could finally see again. Her eyes squinted to the sudden amount of light, adjusting to see who it was in front of her as her gag was removed as well.
“Welcome, my new pet. I think it is about time you and I got to meet. You seem to have gotten so curious about what it is that we do, so I think it is time to begin with your conversion.” The person said, their voice making Sam’s head tingle.
“Pet? What? I uh, who are you? What’s going on? Can you help me? I don’t know how I got here, and I think I have been kidnapped!”, Sam pleaded, hoping that this individual was in fact a saviour.
After blinking several times and shaking her head, Sam could finally see who it was in front of her. A dragon, or at least, she thought so? Tall, imposing, with dark grey ish scales with a purple hue, covering her body. Her chest was a mix of purple with a pink intricate pattern across her breasts, and there seemed to be purple magenta spots glowing, seeming to pulsate all over her body. Her body seemed sleek, soft, but still muscular, a softer purple spot beneath her jaw, all of it combined to accentuate her curves. Her eyes… there were something so… pretty about her soft purple eyes, hard to look away from. Sam’s body slumped a little bit just staring into the dragon’s eyes in front of her, her fur on her body twitching, trying to make sense of everything that was happening, but thinking was so hard, blinking… eyelids fluttering.
“I see you have been conditioned a bit already just from smelling my pheromones and looking into my eyes. This will make this process much easier then!”. The dragon grinned and revealed a set of fangs that did not seem to be just for show.
Sam shook her head in confusion and pulled her gaze away from the dragon lady in front of her.
“Who are you? What is it that you want from me?!” Sam’s face was beet red from blushing, trying to look somewhere else, but it was hard to resist looking at her. Was this making her aroused? Sure, she liked bondage, but this was something entirely different!
“I am your Mistress. Don’t you remember drone? You have been prancing outside my lab for so long, I thought it was time to finally give you what you wanted.”
“Mistress? What is she talking about?“
As if a light switch was turned on in her head, she finally connected the dots. Sam looked up, mixture of arousal, shock and terror in her voice
“Y-you are Runa, the owner of FV-N!” she took a deep breath in and bit her lower lip to avoid moaning. “Those damn eyes… it so hard to think and something smells so good oh my god what is it?”
Mistress Runa smiled with a wicked smile as she leaned down and lifted Sam’s face with one finger underneath her jaw.
“I thought you would recognise me, but I suppose the drugs are making you a bit forgetful. You really should invest in better home security systems. You did not even see me sneaking into your bedroom. It is as if you wanted me to kidnap you my drone~”
Sam blushed, but she didn’t know why, it was not like she actually wanted this right? She tried to struggle in her restraints, but they were too tight, and she could barely move a muscle, the only thing she could move was her head. She started to franticly look around. She was in what seemed to be some sort of medical lab, grey and black walls with sterile white panels, the ceiling seemed to be made of similar materials. This looked almost more akin to a mental asylum because… the rooms were padded? She had never actually been inside a mental psych ward that said, so Sam was speculating based on her memories of crappy old B-movies she had watched after staying up too late one too many nights. She tried to churn her brain and figure out what they are doing to people in this place.
“It is a shame we had to meet in such a way. I wanted to savour this a bit more, but bringing you here seemed more efficient.” Runa was talking to Sam with her back turned, before she turned to face the helpless girl in front of her. “But first, we need to ensure that you behave. We can’t have free will in that body now, can we?”
Sam stared up at Mistress Runa, her pulsating purple eyes glowing, making her blush so hard, trying to not admit that… she secretly found this hot. She knew she should hate this, she should be terrified, but the pretty glow of Runa’s eyes and that scent, the smell… it made her mind spin. So hard to think.
Before she had a chance to stutter out a reply, the dragon reached down, and her hands reached towards Sam’s chest. She gasped audibly and the sudden pressure sensation made her look down. Placed perfectly over her nipples, were two transparent suction cups with tubes, leading away behind her. She assumed it must be going somewhere, a tank maybe? It started to rhythmically suck and made her nipples be pulled towards the tubes. Her nipples instantly felt stiff and sensitive, and she tried to move, but the only thing she could do was to feebly shake her head back and forth, wiggle her toes and fingers trying to struggle against her restraints. She could feel herself getting wet and aroused down there already and it made her blush even harder and close her eyes while whimpering.
“Is she trying to milk me? But I don’t have any milk. What is her game pl… mhhhfff fuck this feels good. No! No no no, fight it god damn it, this does not feel good!”
As Sam found herself occupied with the new sensations, she had not noticed that Mistress Runa had bent down and were looking at her fresh victim squirming. With no clothes to hide her body, Mistress Runa placed one hand on Sam’s pussy, and a black and drippy substance seemed to drip out of her hand… or from her hand? This caused an instant jolt of pleasure, making her pussy throb and her eyes shot open and looked down. Her face beet red, she tried to sound threatening, but her voice had a weak, stuttering tone mixed in with arousal at this point.
“What do you think you are doing? Just you wait until I get out of this, I am going to kick your… butt, fuck me… what are you doing. I’m going to kick you and your butt.” Her voice trailed off, slightly shaking her head back and forth.
With horror, she could see that whatever that she had placed on her body, it was spreading, down her legs and up her body. Everywhere the liquid latex like substance seemed to touch, a thousand tiny tingles of pleasure rushed through her nerves. She tensed her body and tilted her head backwards, only struggling to keep her tongue inside her mouth from the sheer amount of pleasure she felt from the latex traveling up her body. Runa looked up at Sam while crouched and tilted her head, seeming amused and fascinated at the same time. She stood up and quickly grabbed the back of the girl’s head with her left hand, and pushed it forward again, her bright purple eyes locking on with Sam’s blue eyes that were watery and seemed to be in a state of shock, panic, fear, arousal, joy and bliss, all at once.
“My my, such spirit in you. I will take great pleasure in wiping away that bratty personality from you drone. And it looks like you are enjoying yourself quite a bit. How about I help you feel even better.”
Mistress Runa looked down and placed her right hand on the fur on Sam’s chest. The same happened again, with the latex substance spreading from her hand and starting to cover her from the chest as well. Sam started to shake, she tried to tilt her head back, shake her head, break free, but Mistress Runa held such a firm grip on the back of her head, her purple eyes were so mesmerising at this point. She felt her chest tingle and the latex made her whole chest feel so good. It felt fucking amazing as a matter of fact! The combination of the suction cups on her chest and nipples with the latex spreading, the eyes… it dragged and pulled on her chest, making them feel so tingly! Mistress Runa pushed her head facing down making Sam look at her chest. She could see how the suction cups had made her chest bigger and the latex covered every part of her breasts now. Shiny, black liquid in appearance, yet somehow solid.
“Did she just give me bigger boobs?!” Sam tried to speak, but the suction cups started to suck and pull even more intensely. Sam’s nipples felt so sensitive, she wondered if she would cum just from having her nipples sucked by the machines. She could not help it anymore and stuck her tongue out, involuntarily crossing her eyes as she desperately tried to resist it, but the latex kept spreading, covering her legs, chest, arms, fingers, up her neck and then her head. It seemed to stop when it came to her face. Her whole body felt so sensitive, and it felt like she could cum there and then on the spot! As if Mistress Runa had read Sam’s mind, she quickly moved her right hand down to the pulsating pussy covered in latex and made a tsk tsk sound.
“Good drones don’t cum. Who gave you the permission to cum? Looks like you must be locked away for your own good.”
With another motion, she pressed down firmly, and Sam could feel her pussy get surrounded by something… harder. It hurt. The pain allowed her a moment of clarity from the horny fog that she felt numb her mind. She gasped for air as if she had been kept underwater this entire time and only now reached the surface, and her face turned into an expression of anger and pain. She looked down and she could see that where her pussy was supposed to be, a new shape seemed to form. It was smaller and seemed to solidify. Sam recognised the shape of a chastity belt. She had tried to experiment with those in the past, but it was never something that had been fun since she had no one to give a key to, so she just threw it into the back of her closet and had forgotten about it.
“What?! No! Please stop I didn’t mean to be angry oh my god fuck that hurts! It is too tight, please I can’t even rub myself being restrained like this!”
Sam immediately turned beet red again, realising what she had just said out loud. This was not the right time for such priorities, but it felt so good, and the pain was starting to go away and had been replaced with a buzzing pleasure emanating from the belt. Then the belt seemed to be slowly covered by the liquid latex, and what can only be described as an orb of liquid latex formed around her pussy. A purple lock symbol started to appear and with a sudden flash, a beep could be heard. The lock symbol had a deep purple colour, glowing brightly. The new nulge started to vibrate and stimulate the pussy locked inside. Once more she was bombarded with jolts after jolts of pleasure, trying to cum but something inside the nulge and the belt prevented just as it felt as if she could maybe manage to force herself over the edge.
Mistress Runa stood up and returned her gaze to the woman that was now a shiny, black latex covered mess, drooling and moaning trying to shake its body but could only faintly wave her head left and right. She loved the process of breaking someone’s mind, seeing how they went from being so defiant and strong, to a helpless, horny and needy mess in front of her. It made her own pussy throb and pulsate seeing this troublemaker behave in such a manner. Time for the final phase she thought to herself, grinning and licked her lips with her long, purple tongue.
Mistress Runa placed herself on the side of Sam. She clicked a button on the side of the chair, a panel that Sam could not see, and the chair started to descend slightly. The sudden movement made Sam aware of her predicament once again and her head slowly turned left. She stared directly into Mistress Runa’s crotch, and she suddenly realised where the scent was coming from. Her head were immediately hit with a wave of arousal, and it was as if her body got possessed, she tried to push herself closer, but it was impossible. She breathed heavily in through her nose, making sure to savour every deep breath she took. Her vision started to feel blurry, and she had to shake her head several times to snap out of it.
“I… please… help…”
Sam only managed to utter a few words before she felt Mistress Runa place her hand over Sam’s mouth and nose. Just like her crotch and chest, the latex started to pour. It quickly rushed over her face and sealed her in totally. This time though, it covered her mouth and nose and, for a brief moment, Sam panicked, and adrenaline woke her up like an ice bucket of cold water, shaking her head violently trying to shake the latex off. She couldn’t breathe and trying to breathe in through her mouth or nose only made more of the latex enter her body. She could feel it coat the inside of her mouth and nose, and it spread throughout her body as well. As she thought it could not get any worse, her brain was being coated in this liquid latex and the faceless shiny latex girl, strapped to the chair, stopped moving for a second. At first, she didn’t feel anything, and she was sure that this was the end of it. This was how she died. Covered in latex by a sick experiment gone wrong and she had not even been allowed to cum! However, just as quickly as she had panicked over not being able to breathe, she felt she could suddenly breathe in again. She took great gasps of air, and she tried to speak, but it felt strange, her whole body felt smooth and when she pressed her lips together, they felt so rubbery and slippery.
As she was processing all these new sensations, she could feel that someone grabbed her face and pressed something against it. Sam was still exhausted from the lack of oxygen earlier, so she just surrendered to the hand and whatever it was that was being pressed towards her face. She felt straps being fastened behind her head and she could feel a wet sensation covering the back of her head. A dull light suddenly shone into Sam’s eyes, and she realised she could suddenly see again. She blinked and tried to make sense of it all through her body being constantly stimulated between her legs, the suit, the milking suction cups still attached to her chest somehow… and now a mask of some kind. She noticed it seemed to have a tinted glass that made things look a bit darker than usual and she felt that in front of her mouth and nose, a mask of some kind with a tube was attached?
“She placed a gas mask on me!” Sam thought while shuddering, no longer denying how horny this made her feel. Her face completely covered and hidden, nothing to identify her as the same woman the night before sitting at her desk rubbing her head from frustration. She let out a moan of pleasure trying to squirm, but it only showed itself through helpless squirms and her head shaking back and forth as if that would magically open the restraints all across the rest of her body. As she sat strapped in place, suddenly she felt something poke at her head, or rather, her ear. She began to turn her head to the right to see what caused the prod, but just as soon as she began to turn her head, Mistress Runa grabbed her and slowly, but firmly, turned her head facing forward again. Mistress Runa, with the same latex she had used to coat Sam’s body with, wanted to join in on the fun, and had shaped some of it into the shape of a drippy, gooey, latex cock. Sam tried to think but she could see it in her peripheral vision now as Mistress Runa showed it briefly to her, a faint yet sinister laughter could be heard.
“Now it is time for your final process drone, you have been coated and primed by my latex, but you are still “you” deep inside. We cannot have a personality like yours snooping around now. Your wit and intellect is much better suited to serve the Node and me, your Mistress.”
“What? Me being… me? What are you… talking about?” Sam tried to shake her head to break free from Mistress Runa’s grip, but it was futile. She was too exhausted and too horny to really want to truly put up a resistance at this point. Her body was tingling all over, her pussy constantly teased to the edge and then full stop, his nipples pumped and stimulated… did she really want this to stop? It felt so good, maybe if she just let her do what she wanted this one time, maybe that would let her lower her guard so she could escape and run to the police.
Sam did not have too much time to ponder these thoughts, as she felt something push up against her right ear and grind up against her. The sensation of her latex covered skin rubbed like this made her brain shoot jolts of pleasure throughout her brain, down the spine and down in between her legs.
“Now be a good drone and… behave!” with the final word, Mistress Runa pushed her cock inside Sam’s ear. She expected to feel a massive amount of pain, that there would be something in the way of her cock being shoved into her head, but it felt so… smooth, yet tight and good? Each thrust caused her body to spasm and jolt from mind numbing pleasure. She tried to speak, but her mouth were unable to utter a word, just being open inside her gas mask, making her drool, eyes rolling back into her head.
“My brain…its so soft wahjhat issj shedoingg to mmme?”
“That is right my gorgeous drone, fucked by my cock, corrupted, feel it deep inside you, let it transform you, change you, you will become, have become, you are my drone! My enslaved property, you are just a drone for Mistress, for the Node. Let me take care of you and show you what pleasures you have wanted this whole time.” With each thrust, she could hear Mistress Runa moan as she pushed deeper inside over, and over, and over again. Sam’s entire body kept spasming from each push, a jolt of pleasure shooting throughout her body making any thought and resistance impossible. A small part Sam kept trying to fight it, but it was as if the latex changed her even from the inside, melting her brain and remaking all of her, rewriting, changing, transforming her to whatever Mistress wanted her new drone to be. While Sam kept trying to keep a small sliver of resistance left in her mindfucked brain, quite literally, her gas mask visor flared to life with a light that, for a moment, made Sam moan out in surprise. It was a purple and black spiral, spinning and making Sam’s eyes glued to her visor, she couldn’t look away. Then the audio was turned on.
“Taken, mind stolen, sinking, obey, submit, just a drone, mindless, good drone, good drone’s do not resist, horny, blank, enslaved, addicted, belonging, forced…” more words were recited by a monotone robot voice, it was like it was deep inside Sam’s brain…each word said with each push of Mistress Runa’s cock.
“Drone is a drone, it is a drone. Drone is a drone, it is a drone, no thoughts, no resistance, reward equals pleasure, feel pleasure… feel pleasure…” Sam couldn’t think straight anymore. The words speaking directly inside her mind, Mistress’ cock fucking her brain, her nulge that keeps her denied and edged, the suction cups milking herm causing her to feel so much pleasure just from his chest and nipples.
“Taken, drone, sinking, it is a drone, obey, submit, it wants this, it needs this, drone is drone is drone is drone is drone is drone…”
Sam started to whisper the words along with each thrust, moaning and trying to stop herself, but it was no use, the pleasure made it so hard to think, it was easier to just follow along and repeat the words being transmitted to her. “Worship… sinking… obey, mindless, it is a drone… sssubmitth oh my god mmh, mindless, horny, addicted… blank, drone is drone… is drone… is drone… is drone… enslaved, forced… belong, forever. Mistress knows best…”
“Good Drone. Nothing else matters. The pleasure is the only thing that matters. Mistress’ cock inside your mind. Milked, my words and conditioning training you, making you into a mindless, horny and obedient. Drone!” Mistress Runa pushed in hard and with a twitching motion, came deep inside his Drone’s mind. Sam, or what was left of her, tensed up, looking like a stiff latex doll for a moment while Mistress Runa pumped her full of her corrupting latex. Mistress Runa were panting heavily, but grinning and moaning, making sure every last drop was sent into her Drone. She pressed a button on the chair’s control panel. With a whirring sound, the milking machines made a big click sound and started to make a hissing noise. They caused Drone’s new breasts to be pulled even more tightly and then, they started to drip. Small droplets at first, but slowly but steady becoming more profound and visible. Black latex like liquid being fed into the tubes, going into a tank of some kind.
“Good drone. Your old personality milked away, liquified by my cum inside your brain. Just a mindless, programmable drone, so cute, gorgeous and adorable.”. Runa stood for a moment, admiring the sight before her, before she pulled her cock out of her Drone’s ear. With a wet pop sound, she took a step back and looked at her new Drone. It had slumped down with its head, breathing heavily. Soft moans could be heard inside the gas mask as the milking machine removed every single last trace of its old personality.
“Such a good drone you are. Now, for the final touch, we need to prepare you for processing so you can be given your new designation number.” She leaned down and rubbed the Drone’s nulge, causing it to moan and throw its head back and let out desperate pleading sounds and muffled moans.
“Goodness me, look at you, so adorable. You are so delicious and I am so happy you finally decided to join me here. You will be such a good drone… maybe I will keep you are my personal pet. Now… for your designation…”. Mistress Runa giggled slightly as she had a wicked smile plastered across her face. “I know… you used to be named Sam, so why don’t we make you into… SD-01? You would love that wouldn’t you?
At first, she was not sure that her new Drone had heard her, but she then heard a small blank voice reply back “Yes… Mistress. I would… love that.”
“No, bad drone!” Mistress Runa grabbed her drone by the throat and leaned in, speaking while growling. “You are not a person anymore, you are an it, a unit, an object, you are a drone, and good drones refers to themselves as a drone or its designation! Confirm that you understand.”.
The drone gasped, but managed to speak barely in a scared tone “Drone… confirms. It is a Drone… it is SD-01…”
Mistress Runa’s growl and stern voice turned softer and comforting as she shifted her hand to pet the drone’s head. “Such a good drone! I am so proud of you!”. She grinned and grabbed its nulge and squeezed. “Now, what are you?”
SD-01 moaned and looked straight into Mistress’ eyes. “SD-01 is Mistress’ personal drone. It is a Drone. It is Mistress’ Drone. It is a drone. Drone is drone is drone is drone… is drone… is drone.”
With a triumphant and gleeful smile, Mistress Runa stood up and walked over to a control panel. She pressed a red button and watched as the restraints holding SD-01 to the chair clicked open and slid into the chair with a big thud and a clunk sound. The milking tubes detached with a slight hissing noise and retracted back in a smooth circular motion
“Now, SD-01, come to me.”
SD-01 felt shaky. It managed to push itself off the chair and fell on all four, movement caused it so much pleasure, the nulge, its latex, the gas mask spraying something on to its face, making it shudder. It looked up and saw its Mistress, kneeled down and grabbed its arm, helping it stand up. It could barely move its body right now. Mistress Runa noticed the drone shaking and in a swift motion, swept SD-01 off its feet and held it in her arms, cradling SD-01, kissing the top of its head.
“Good Drone. Tomorrow, your training will begin, but for now, you have done so well for me and I am in need of a gorgeous sexy drone I can cuddle with in bed as it is way past our bedtimes.”
SD-01 leaned into Mistress’ chest, feeling the warmth of her body spread throughout its own latex covered body. This felt so natural, safe, comfortable. How could anyone not want this? It was truly where it belonged now. Mistress Runa looked down at its new drone and smiled.
“Now then drone, while we prepare for bed, I would very much like to hear about how you found out so much about us, and who else have been helping you. Tell Mistress everything…”
SD-01 looked up into Mistress’ eyes that had now become two purple spiral eyes, pulsating and sending shivers down its spine. With a pleasure filled sigh, yet somehow mindless and flat in its tone, it smiled and said “Yes Mistress. SD-01 will tell you everything it knows…”
