After unloading his gun, Darrell leaned it against the wall, then he pulled off his rain soaked jacket and shirt. Even though the air was a little coo... it felt good to get out of the wet clothing. Outside the storm was picking up intensity, raining harder than ever before. As he looked around he said to himself, "It isn't much, but for now it will keep me dry and warm."With each flash of lightning he now began to make out the contents of the room, over in one corner sat a small table and beside. The true secret of all awakened m-bots is that in the same way a woman who dares can find fulfillment of her deepest desires in such a relationship, the self-willed m-bot is forever searching for the woman who will release him to be all he can be — and use him fully in all the ways he's intended to be used!No proper m-bot makes himself easy to be captured and fully owned. Only the most determined — and well versed in m-bot ways — female (or male) need apply. But no woman who has succeeded in. "Okay, what's your plan?" Why would you think I might have a plan, Babs?" I know you. We've lived together since before we were born. You are a fast breakfast eater. No one else might notice but I notice. So, what's the plan?" Are you up for a hike?" She nodded. "I thought we might pick out some new territory for running." Okay, where?" Behind the house." Oh. Oh!" She thought a second. "Are you going to wear boots or sneakers?" Boots for this time." Okay. Finish up and I'll change my shoes." I. I was elated, which was also understandable. Not long ago I was a slave who had been beaten ugly, and could be again. I was worthless and meaningless except as a bean counter. Now I was retiring with two pretty young virgins to fuck in a warm, comfortable bed. It could all change tomorrow, I knew that. Some arse-fuck might take exception to obeying my orders and I’d be a dead piece of meat on the midden, mourned by no-one (except perhaps the women I possessed, who would be at the mercy of the.