Man-Droid the Orgasmatron (Siren Publishing Classic)

Man-Droid the Orgasmatron

The plan had been simple. Sign up for the sex android trial, so that she had a doting boyfriend to present at the dreaded school reunion.

It was just her luck that Bethany Devlin had to get the one man-droid with an emotion chip. Unable to resist Elliot's charms, she finds in him the only partner she can truly submit to. If only he was real and not just an illusion.

Elliot Parsons has a hard time coming to terms with the fact that he has emotions. Orgasmatrons are programmed to fulfill their partner's every sexual fantasy, but Beth proves to be so much more than just another program to run through. He needs her submission like the very air he pretends to breathe, and he will do anything to keep her safe.

Deciding what is love and what is lust proves nigh on impossible when the government interferes. Time is running out…

Genre:
Futuristic, Science Fiction

Length:
22,152 words
 

Doris O’Connor

EROTIC ROMANCE

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MAN-DROID THE ORGASMATRON

DORIS O’CONNOR

Copyright © 2013

“You know what your problem is, girl? You need to get laid.”

Beth rolled her eyes at Jerry and took another swig of her rum and Coke. Trust Jerry. It was all right for her. Working at
Flame
, London’s premier gay bar,
gave her the perfect scouting ground. Beth might be a glutton for punishment, but she preferred someone with a working cock, thank you very much.

“Thanks for the offer, Jerry, but I’ll pass.”

Jerry hooted with laughter and flipped Beth the finger.

“In your dreams, gorgeous. I’m saving myself for that hot redhead over there.” Jerry grinned at the voluptuous new barmaid and was rewarded with the cold shoulder. “She is just playing hard to get. Any day now, she’ll realize what she’s missing.”

“If you say so, Jerry.” Beth suppressed a grin of her own at the way Jerry pouted her annoyance.

“No, you need to sign up for that Android trial. I took one for a ride the other day, and they’ve ironed out the kinks.”

Beth coughed as her drink went down the wrong way.

“You had sex with an android? Are you insane? The last time you tried, you—”

“That was the Barbie model. Kinky Ken is much improved and very popular.”

This time Beth only just stopped herself from spitting her drink across the table.

“
Kinky Ken?
You have got to be kidding me. That’s what they call it?”

Jerry smiled and shrugged her shoulders.

“No, that’s what I call him. The official title is Man-Droid the Orgasmatron.” She sniggered when Beth gave up on drinking and put the glass down. “I know, pretentious right, but you should see the advertising campaign they’re creating. Oh fuck me. If I wasn’t gay, even I’d be tempted, but he’s just perfect for you.”

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” Beth knew she was glaring at her best friend, and shouting loud enough for heads to turn, but
seriously?
“For me? I’m not
that
desperate, and besides, if I wanted to get fucked by machinery, I have well-used vibrators for that.”

“Keep your knickers on, girl. Oh wait.” Jerry sniggered, and Beth crossed her arms and glared some more, even as her lips twitched. She could never stay annoyed with Jerry for long.

“Knickers on is the problem isn’t it? That and the fact that you only seem willing to drop them for complete assholes who break your heart.” She put her hand up to stop Beth when she was going to interrupt her. “Don’t deny it. You have the worst bullshit radar ever, which is why Orgasmatron would be perfect. No strings, no worries, just guaranteed orgasms, and you can have him made to your specifications. He’ll be programmed with your every waking fantasy and will be able to fulfill them all. And some you probably haven’t even thought about yet.”

“You sound like a walking advert, Jerry. How much have you bought into this crap?”

Jerry sighed wistfully.

“Not enough, I tell you. And the female models aren’t half as good as the males—yet. Like I said, they are improving them all the time, though.”

“Considering the last one you tried almost electrocuted you, I should certainly hope so.”

Jerry had ended up in hospital, with second degree burns in some very sensitive places, and it had taken all of Beth’s willpower to not castrate Jerry’s brother. Brian was a techno geek and genius, and the brainchild behind the Man-Droid. A recent lottery windfall meant he was now a filthy rich techno geek with the means to see his lifelong dream to fruition. The whole idea had always given Beth the jitters, but Jerry had been unstintingly loyal to her brother, and had been heavily involved from the start. A genius in her own right, she’d poured all of her energies into promoting Brian’s idea, and as a result he now had the backing of some major conglomerates behind him.

If trials went well, mass production would start in the new year, apparently. Beth couldn’t imagine anything worse, quite frankly, not that she ever voiced that opinion out loud. There was no point in hurting anyone’s feelings, but that did not mean that she would sign up for the trial. Oh, no, siree, not her.

“Jerry, not a chance in hell am I going to be one of your brother’s guinea pigs, okay?” Jerry’s grin made her feel all kinds of uneasy.

“If you say so, gorgeous. Now excuse me. I have a redhead to seduce.”

* * * *

A week later Beth found herself staring at a release form and wondering what on earth she was doing here. Was she really signing up for this thing? It seemed so, as she scrawled her signature under the long-winded document and exhaled her pent-up breath in a loud
whoosh.

Brian laughed and took the clipboard off her.

“Now, that wasn’t so hard, was it? You won’t regret it, Beth, and I have just the right Man-Droid for you. This one is my personal favorite and fitted with the latest up-to-date specs. No one else is as good as he is. Only the best for Jerry’s friend.”

He winked at her, and Beth fought the heat creeping into her cheeks, not helped by the man just entering the office. Six foot five of jeans-clad muscle, he was sex-on-legs and just her type. Dark, slightly too long hair curled over his shirt collar and framed a masculine face that wouldn’t look amiss on the cover of a magazine, yet this wasn’t a pretty boy. No, this man exuded confidence and experience and moved with the graceful elegance of a large jungle cat. Just the right amount of stubble graced a strong jaw, and firm lips that curled up into a sinful smile. Eyes the color of molten chocolate were framed by long lashes and set under thick eyebrows. His sun-kissed face lit up when he smiled, and Beth had never been so grateful for the firm leather sofa she was sitting on, for surely her legs would be knocking together otherwise.

That smile alone would have any hot-blooded female drop her knickers in an instant, let alone one as sex starved as she was. Not that she was going to drop her knickers for anyone. Certainly not this man hunk, who bent down and handed her a steaming cup of hot chocolate.

Her fingers wrapped around the large mug automatically, and she closed her eyes and inhaled the heady fragrance of cocoa. When she opened them again it was to find both men watching her, as though she was a particularly interesting species of microbe. To say it was unnerving to be under such intense scrutiny would be the understatement of the year, especially when a look passed between them that made Beth wonder as to the nature of their relationship.