Slave North (DBH)

North opened her eyes and immediately regret it. Two weeks had passed since the day the revolution failed. She was not an android leader anymore. She was a slave. Her captors were keeping her in a basement since they had taken her from the scrapyard. They reactivated her and now she was their slave. 

A hit from a riding crop to her left buttock ripped her out of her little reflection session. She felt the sting from the toturous tool. As an Eden Android she was meant to feel. Pain as well as pleasure and they used both to torture her. 

"Hey plastic bitch! Move it" another hit to her buttock finally got her to move. She walked over to the table where two of her masters were sitting, the other one, a woman, was standing behind her, holding the riding crop. North knelt down next to the table and bit her lip while she was waiting for orders. She was completely nude aside from her "jewelry" and cheap high heels. Back the club she had at least a bra and pantys but not here. Here she only had her "Jewelry", which consisted of two sliver barbell piercings in her nipples, a stud right above her belly button from which a diamond pendant was hanging down, a ring right through the artificial skin of her clit and, of course, the worst item of all, a silver steel collar with a nametag hanging down from the front that said 'Slut bot'.

"Get to work, slut" one of the men ordered. North knew what was expected of her by now and moved below the table, as she shifted she could feel the Iron jewel buttplug they had kept rammed up her ass for the last three days. She hated it. It was not small and made her feel....stuffed. She opened the zipper of his pants and immediately his erect cock sprung out. It was revolting, since they had her they appearently didnt see a need to clean themselves down there anymore. She slowly started to stroke the fat and veiny shaft to its maximal size. Her programming included the knowledge on the tasks they wanted her to perform, but she didnt want to use it to service them better, she didnt want to give them the satisfaction. 

"Stop bitching around and get it in your mouth already!" Her master ordered. North was, like so many times before, thinking about biting off his cock, but she knew they would punish her even harder than usually, so she instead opened her mouth and started sucking the fat shaft. 

Like every time it was a challenge overcoming the revolting stench of his genitals, but she had to. After about twenty minutes he came in her mouth, holding her down onto his crotch while spraying his load to make sure she would swallow every last drop. When he was done he let go and allowed her to spit out his cock. She got back from below the table and was greeted by the familiar sight of her misstress tapping the riding crop in her hand. She then laid the crop down on Norths shoulder and moved it up and down her neck.