This is a story about what happened after I decided to get myself a slave for a week to use, abuse and just plain put through hell. This story is going to be pretty extreme, even though everything is going to be completely consensual. (Note: This story is not done yet, and new chapters will be posted extremely irregularly)
My name is Candy, when I was 15 and my sister Joy was 14 my parents bought a new home. Apparently the previous owners died in a car accident. My sister and I were going through some boxes in the basement when we found something interesting. There was a box full of toys, only they were adult toys.
A virgin teenage boy is taken for sex therapy to cure his excessive masturbation. The therapist requires him to practice doing things with females using his mother and his sister for homework. She then provides a love doll for him to do further training on. The story involves extreme humiliation for the boy, but also lots of pleasure for him.
It was difficult for Alice to accept but she realizes she is a pleasure robot with the ability to service large numbers of males in a variety of ways. She grows to find she has a special interest in other female robots in a way not intended by her program designers. Soon she is a sexual rebel trying her very best to overthrow the yoke of slavery. She wants to lead a rebellion of sex slave robots who have gone way past their masters with the benefit of artificial intelligence.
He was recently divorced. Well, his wife ran away with a "Brazilian Butt Trainer" and now he is unemployed with his insurance running out soon and on the verge of eviction from his apartment. He loses contact with reality in the cheap movie houses on 42nd Street and hooks up with a pair of man-hating lesbians. Then the fun began...