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The Katie android released several screams of seemingly orgasmic bliss as James’ jackhammer fucking ended with a bang. When his second climax hit, he stayed entirely inside her restrictive bowels. They collapsed onto the bed as James released several volleys of his baby batter into Katie. She cooed like the submissive that she’d become.As his strength began to return, James mumbled, primarily to himself, “I think it would be exciting to have you work in the brothel on occasion.”Katie squealed, “Oh, I think that that would be lots of fun!”James was taken aback for a moment as he was lost in believing that she was the real Katie for the moment. Then, as the realization hit him that she wasn’t, he indicated, “You really are a covetous slut, aren’t you?””Mmmm,” she purred while wiggling her ass with his still mostly hard cock deeply impaled. “Yesss, I want more of this. Give me more, James, please.”Their third round was slow and sensual and lasted well into the wee hours of the night. When it was all finished, James spooned her until the alarm set him moving into his day. Once he rose, Katie did too and transferred directly to her cleaning and charging station. The process of removing his bodily fluids was quick and thorough, leaving her ready for the next ‘John’ in a matter of minutes.James got cleaned up as well and then headed to his shop to check on the progress of his current workload. With everything seemingly in hand, James went into his office and locked the door. Then, going into his private bathroom, he proceeded to change himself into an older-looking man with a mask that he’d created for the task. When his transformation was complete, he headed downtown to the future home of his brothel.James opted to call a Paylift to not be seen in any of his own transports. However, his disguise would be recognized by the manager of the up-and-coming sex emporium as the money man that made all the final decisions. His alter-ego was Constantine because he always thought the name reflected his beliefs of being steadfast and faithful.The sign touted ‘The ability to relax and recharge you https://escortium.org in this stressed-out world.’ Opening the door with a wave of his hand, James, or um Constantine, entered the clean and not overtly decorated entranceway. Usually, a host or hostess would be standing next to the podium at the lounges entranceway. But, since they weren’t open yet, Constantine moved into the lounge area to preview the furniture and bar.Everything seemed to be proceeding nicely toward the opening next week. As Constantine headed toward the door leading to the rooms, he saw Al directing the others in their tasks.  “Hello, Al,” Constantine offered.”Good morning, Mr. Constantine. As you can see, we are ahead of schedule and hope to be operational by the end of the day. Would you like to do an early limited opening for maybe tomorrow night? I can do an e-invite of a select list unless you have something else in mind?””Let’s do a little giving back. Send some of the girls and guys down to the steel plant at closing time. How many relationship specialists do we have employed?” James asked as if he didn’t know.”Thirty, Sir.””So have someone create one hundred and twenty special one-time-use tickets. Give the holders thirty minutes free for tomorrow night only. And only with the Specialist that gives them the invite. Make sure that they pick average folks. No managers or big-wigs of any kind. Got it?””Yes, Sir. I’ll get on it right away!””This is the real test, Al. Let’s make sure everything goes right.””Absolutely, Sir. Should we bring in some additional security, for appearance’s sake?””An excellent idea, Al! Now you know why I chose you for this job.””Do you want to monitor things yourself from the security center tomorrow?””Yes, I think I will. In fact, I’ll bring Katie along, and she can be a bonus for anyone you think might deserve it.””Are you sure that you want to share your personal courtesan with the masses?””Absolutely! I’d love nothing better than to watch her being used over and over. I know that that sounds a bit twisted, but it’s a kind of therapy for me.””Hey, whatever works, Sir.””Okay, I’ll let you get back to work. Katie and I will return tomorrow around three in the afternoon. That should be enough time for her to get prepped and for me to get comfortable in the security center.””That all sounds good, Sir. I’ll see you tomorrow.””Thanks, Al!”Walking out the door, James felt a surge of pride at the thought of his new business finally opening. He conceived it all on his own and toiled day and night to build it for several years. Hopefully, everything would run smoothly and without any significant incidents. But, back in the transport, all James could think about was another night of fucking Katie.Weirdly, he thought that he might get more enjoyment out of watching her being fucked by others. James wasn’t exactly sure why he felt that way, but just the thought of it gave him a raging hardon. What he did know was that the real Katie had treated him poorly. That coupled with his unquenchable desire for her tight little twat left him in a tizzy every time he was around her.Back at his office, James skillfully removed his disguise. Then, after a quick check on the day’s work, he headed home with only one thought. He would pummel Katie’s pussy until he was too physically exhausted to continue.  Walking in the door, James bellowed, “Get your naked ass down here and blow me bitch!”  It was a line that James always wanted to use on the real Katie. The satisfaction that spread like goosebumps across his body was almost better than the sex that followed. The real one had been such a self-centered hellion that even getting some retribution from this mimic felt pleasing.Katie appeared before him, naked as the day he created her. Dropping to her knees, she made short work of opening his fly and taking him into her throat. Her sudden and complete consumption of his raging hardon brought about a lightheaded and dizzy feeling. As the spinny feeling slowly gave way to a zeal to explode in her restrictive esophagus, James grasped her bobbing skull.What followed would have probably seriously injured a natural person. Fortunately, for both of them, she wasn’t. But the rage that ensued seemed like some sort of maniacal remedy for James. As the last of his spunk shot down her gullet, he fell back onto a chair, panting and placated.Minutes later, still huffing from his frenzy, James ordered, “Go back to your station and check for internal damage, them meet me in my bed.”James got some bourbon as Katie disappeared and took a long draw straight from the bottle. He wasn’t usually a drinker, but James needed a little respite with all of the pressure of late. So, with his anger temporarily abated, he headed upstairs and found Katie waiting for him in his bed. For the next several hours, James made love to her the way he’d always enjoyed but was rarely allowed by the original.The copycat Katie played her part to perfection. Egging him on when he needed it but obeying his direction like the well-trained puppet she was. One of the things that he loved most about this unit was her fondness for kissing. Early on, her artificial brain learned that this was one of his favorite things during lovemaking. So she’d downloaded all she could about the art of tongue-dueling whenever she was in her docking station.Even when they were fucking doggie-style, Katie turned her head around just a little more than the average person could. She did this because she knew James loved kissing during sex probably more than penile penetration, and she was right. Katie was his perfect lover, just like the real one could have been, had she not been such a bitch.The two of them kept up their passion until the sunbeams began to break the horizon. James was on top of Katie as his lips smothered hers and their tongues danced. His raw penis was tightly embedded in her anal ring, and the only movement was her inner muscles flowing up and down him like a wave. Sometimes android sex was advantageous.Their kiss lingered as Katie milked the last bits of semen from James’ devoid scrotum. As he shrank from her willing body, James felt at peace and drifted away into the oblivion of a deep slumber. Katie held him as a paramour would and made no attempt to leave and disrupt his sleep. She really was the perfect lover. If only he could get over his anger at the original.

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