For the next three days, you're on pins and needles, waiting every day for your robo-slut to arrive. The whole time, you wonder...will it be as good as you're hoping it'd be? The worry turns your guts to snakes, and you can't concentrate on anything.
One morning, though, you hear your doorbell ring, and something tells you it's time. You almost teleport from your bed to the door, opening it just a bit too quickly, and seeing Yoko in all her glory in front of you.
She's wearing her original outfit, plus a thick leather collar, with a bulging gym bag on the ground beside her, and she's absently chewing her lips and wringing her hands. As she sees you, her eyes light up and she breathes in slightly, smiling broadly.
She kneels, bending her head almost to the ground, and says, "Master...your sex slave has arrived. This one begs You to allow her to serve your every slightest whim." |