Only afterwards did the true significance of all that happened become more recognized.We all thrilled to the news of Bill's heroic saving of the m-bot... on the Moon as more detailed accounts of it finally started to arrive. I must say that I would have expected nothing less from the man I've chosen as my owner. And in our admiration for his daring, we never forgot those who assisted him either.Rudy, who hadn't slept or budged from the room he'd guarded with the helpless m-bots never would. “You know”, I teased, “I could get in a lot of trouble by letting you do this.” “Oh come on … Pleeeese?” she asked like a little girl wanting a snow cone at the fair. Her pouty mouth was making my thoughts run amok again. I made a show of trying to decide and then offered, “Well, if you give me a kiss, it might be worth the risk.” Without any hesitation, she leaned over and planted a kiss right on my mouth. She gave me a little tongue to sweeten the deal. “Now, gim’me the key!” she demanded. I. Lust-engorged labia, the clitoris, and the vaginal opening itself. The jutting, pear-shaped buttocks, the inviting valley between them, and the enticingly puckered little anus. It was a classically voluptuous body -- quite a fat body by modern standards -- rendered in miniature, in a precious metal. And the facial features reminded him of someone he used to know. Someone he hadn't thought about for years. Someone he would have preferred to forget.Brenda. Big-butt Brenda. His girlfriend for. With each new name, I squirm, trying to move my vulnerable entrance away from the nuzzling, probing shaft, picturing the man belonging to the name as the one mounting me, readying to take me. A couple I'd never let touch me, and react more strongly those names, shying away as best I can. Others really were pretty hot, and I give a more token resistance to the insistent prodding. He mocks my futile attempts, and I know he sees which ones I object to more - and less - strongly. I know he's making.