Let me go!” It was perfectly clear to Gerry that he wasn’t likely to escape the vice like grip that the fembot was capable of.“Submissive men pr...test that they do not enjoy these experiences but that is just part of the ‘game’ to them. Now, you will come back to my dungeon and worship me.”The fembot pushed Gerry forward. At least, Gerry thought, I’ll be able to find out what’s going on and maybe come up with some way to stop them.Gerry was hustled along towards his lab, the fembot not loosening. I was nervous and anxious to know what she remembers. As she walked into the kitchen she said "good morning" and then sat down at the table. I poured us both some coffee. I said,"Vio do you remember anything from last night, I got a disturbing text from you"She said “a little but not much" she had a guilty look, as if she remembers most of it.I showed her the text with the attachment. And I said "I remember coming home and having some drinks and getting a little drunk, but I don’t remember. " They helped each other to standing. Zethriel took a deep breath as he looked at her. He'd yet to actually see her naked in full light. The setting sun cast a glow across her fair skin and that plus the soft, wanton smile on her face made his heart feel like it was going to burst. What had happened to him? He was used to being heartless. Where could such a palpable force of feeling have been hiding? Zethriel took Keria in his arms. Their sun-warmed skin pressed together as he buried his face. My husband was now out of the pool getting drinks and such, so I thought...now it never. She was next to me so I reached over, put my arm around her and pulled her a little closer. She never hesitated. I then took hold of her head and pulled it towards me and kissed her straight in the lips. Don’t get me wrong...there was some hesitation from her for about 2 seconds. She then kissed me back in the same way I was kissing her. This went on for what seemed like minutes...but most likely only.