Kinky Sectrets Chapter 32

Arriving early the next day, Susan knocked. Rushing, Mary came to the door looking flushed. Susan asked if she was ok. Mary said, 'I'm fine; just got out of bed.' Mary had been quietly rocking herself on the dildos and was building to a climax when Susan arrived.

Going into the kitchen, Susan made herself a coffee while Mary got ready for work.

When Mary was ready, she came into the kitchen and gave Susan a hug and thanked her for coming at such short notice. Susan could feel Mary's nipples. They were hard and pointy. Smiling to herself, Susan thought she wanted so badly to be fucked. She can't get a boyfriend; only huge cocks will go anywhere to satisfy her. She is relying more and more on the mannequin to satisfy herself. I wonder if this has dawned on Mary?

Mary said goodbye and went to work. These days Mary was finding it harder to concentrate and was getting many things wrong. She knew she needed her lover to fuck her hard. This, she believed, would calm her.

Whilst at work, the engineer arrived and asked for Mary. Susan explained Mary had to go to an emergency and asked if I would let you in.

Taking the engineer upstairs, Susan said, 'This is the room Mary asked me to take you to.' Mary has requested I don't go into this room, as it's private, and being a friend, I respect her privacy. I have no idea what she has in there, and it is none of my business.

The engineer was surprised by this but thought Susan must be a great friend. He would have at least peeked.

Walking in to the room, the engineer shut the door and started to take the female form away to one side. Lifting the mannequin and placing it standing away behind the door

Opened a service panel at the back of the mannequin, set a couple of switches and replaced the panel.

Susan was watching what the engineer was doing through the cameras hidden and via her mobile app and now knew how to get the mannequin back into operation.

Covering the female form, the engineer took it to the van. Once out of the way, he asked Susan if she could help with the delivery.

Between them they got it upstairs, and the engineer asked Susan if she could go downstairs, as he would like to respect the privacy Mary has asked for.

Once Susan was out of the way, the engineer dragged the box into the room and shut the door.

Once unpacked, the mannequin was placed next to the old one, and instructions were left on the bed.

Gathering up the packaging, the engineer left and said to Susan, 'All done.'

Once the engineer was away, Susan rushed upstairs and looked at the new mannequin. She thought Toyland had outdone themselves. The mannequin looked so real. Touching it, Susan went, 'Wow, soft skin.'

Seeing the instruction, Susan read them from beginning to end. There were a few changes from the instructions sent through email previously, and one of the changes was not only that it can control the older mannequin but also that it is compatible with the new developments in the pipeline. Susan thought, 'I will have to ask about these.'

Understanding much more, Susan found the USB port and linked it with the old mannequin to transfer all the knowledge accumulated, including the prime directive. The one where it was directed to convince Mary the mannequin was her father that was fucking her. The face was so realistic; it was hard to see a difference between it and a photograph.

Susan had read the mannequin was able to communicate with the older mannequin via Bluetooth as long as it was in close proximity; also, the femsuit and facemask. There were built-in communications to the outside world via the internet.

Switching to the new mannequin, which is designed to respond to commands, Susan instructed the mannequin to lie on the bed. Doing so, Susan was impressed by how easily the mannequin moved, so similar to a man.

Susan wanted when Mary walked through the door and saw the new mannequin; she would be stunned at how 'manly' it looked.

Going to the old mannequin, Susan went over the video and reversed what the engineer had done.

The new mannequin's cock was large, 10 inches and thick, but not enough to satisfy Mary. There was a function to make it much bigger. Susan, using the instructions, downloaded an app from Toyland that would allow her to change the settings. Susan switched off the feature to change the size of its cock. Susan wanted Mary to be impressed, but of course it was not big enough to satisfy her. This would play on Mary's mind.

Even though Mary that morning had prepared the new dildos and filled them with the lubricant which included the itching and aphrodisiac drugs of which Mary was unaware of, Susan decided to add a lot more fluid. The ball sac designed to expand got bigger. Holding now close to a quart of juice, they looked massive. When Mary asks about this, Susan would say it must have been the engineer, sort of surprise for you.

From the instructions, the mannequin has one owner, and Susan ensured it was her. Setting the internet connection to Mary's house router and giving it instructions, it was to treat Mary softly like a lover come Father. The AI program only required direction, as the mannequin was designed to evolve its programming. Susan instructed the mannequin to connect to the web and study making a daughter the Father's fuck toy. To blur the lines and to be carried out gently and coercively.

Mary, for her day, was going to the toilet much more these days. Pulling her little cock out from where she had folded it inside herself and teased it.

Stroking herself and with fingers deep inside her, Mary orgasmed, trying to be as quiet as she could.

Feeling better having orgasmed but still not quite satisfied Mary straightened her clothing and cleaned herself the best she could and went back to work. This was now a habit.

Once home, Mary saw a note on the kitchen surface asking Mary to ring her as soon as she can. Phoning Susan, Susan explained the femsuit had arrived and is in the spare bedroom. The engineer did something in your lover's bedroom. I suggest that you get yourself ready and be prepared before you go into Lover's room. This way whatever the engineer did will be a big surprise, and you will, I think, want to be ready. 'Promise me no peeking,' to which Mary reluctantly agreed, and Susan said, 'you can tell me all about how well you have been fucked tomorrow.' Saying, 'Mary, you're like a cat on heat,' and hoping she gets her brains fucked up. Sorry, I meant 'out'.

Mary couldn't wait, thinking to herself, 'Get a grip; no need to rush.' If the mannequin is full of charge, I will be there for a few hours, so I need to eat. I will need my energy.

Sorting her meal (a protein liquid meal), Mary thought about what the engineer could have done. Why go into her room? Maybe the mannequin needed checking, maybe looking for more damage. I hope everything is ok.

Having cleaned up the kitchen, Mary went upstairs. I would peek, I promised Susan. She is turning out to be such a good friend; I don't want to disappoint her.

Mary had a shower and decided to make a special effort and, feeling naughty, put a bit heavier makeup on than usual. Mary thought, no one will see me. I would never go out like this but felt the thrill of being so naughty. Mary kept wondering why I am being like a teenager, like looking forward to a first date.

Once satisfied with her appearance. Susan, through the cameras, could see Mary preparing for her lover. Chuckling, Susan knew Mary was in for a hell of a fuck. Looking like a tart was just the icing on the cake. The pictures she will have will be so fucking hot.

Susan hoped the cameras would catch all of what's about to happen to Mary.

Ensuring that a connection was in place with the new mannequin, Susan could send instructions and ideas to it. The AI program would take these and fit them into its way of developing.

Mary went into the spare bedroom and opened the femsuit packaging. Noticing it's lighter but seems thicker than the previous one.

What Mary didn't know was the inside of the femsuit was lined with multiple layers of the same material that the facemask has. Susan had requested Toyland if this was possible when she impersonated Mary in the emails.

The new mannequin had many new features. One of these could influence the femsuit if enough layers were absorbed, this way controlling Mary's actions. These could be subtle and will make Mary think she is doing them. When enough layers have been absorbed into Mary's skin, the new mannequin could take total control of Mary's body. The mannequin currently could control Mary's features, as the face mask had been used so often.

Having removed her overly large butt plug and pulled her large clit cover off, Mary got into the femsuit, which was a struggle, and once her legs were in, Mary wriggled her backside in. Pushing her arms in and pulling the femsuit up flush to her body, she went and found the new control. She saw there were two controls; one for the femsuit to seal, and pressing it again will open it. The other control was to switch the mannequin from a lover to a fucking lover. Mary shivered. The thought of what was about to happen was thrilling and also frightening. She would have no control until the mannequin ran out of power.

What Mary didn't know was the control was for the old mannequin; she didn't know there was a new mannequin waiting. The new mannequin didn't require a control unit, as the AI program will eventually have enough data by watching and studying Mary to know when to go from gentle to as far as a rapist when required.

Pressing the button to set the femsuit, nothing happened. Rereading the instructions, it stated the face mask must be fitted, and the femsuit will seal to it.

Sighing, Mary knew she had to put the drops in her eyes whenever the face mask was to be used. Since the new mask was first used, Mary had been using the drops religiously, and there were enough of them in Mary's eyes that what Mary saw can be manipulated.

Taking the face mask, Mary pushed it into place. She went blind for a few seconds as the face mask sealed itself. Mary wondered why this happened and panicked, as they were clear lenses. What Mary didn't know was that the vision of what Mary was seeing could be controlled. Currently they were set to clear, but each time the face mask was put on, a code was sent to the mannequin, and normally there was no reply, so they were always clear. This time the new mannequin answered and instructed for the vision to be clear. Making the connection caused a delay, but within a couple of seconds Mary could see again.

Panic over. Mary relaxed and thought it must be to do with joining the femsuit.

The femsuit didn't need the facemask, but Susan had altered the code so that it did. Susan wanted Mary fully immersed. One of the features of the new face mask was that it was clear. This way Mary's makeup shone through. She looked so young, like a 14-year-old self with too much makeup. Susan loved how she looked.

Mary sat on the bed in the spare room and thought to herself, 'Do I want to do this?' It had been a while since the last Fuck Me mode, and Mary was remembering how she was treated and abused.

Sitting there having these thoughts, Mary was persuading herself to back out and press the button on the control and release herself. She was thinking about what Toyland would say and do. She would be made bankrupt. There is no way she could pay for the damage that she caused. They were quite insistent that she finish the project. What was being asked of Mary was so far outside her comfort zone that she was having second thoughts.

She did love the fucking, so deep these days. She was concerned about what Toyland's devices were doing to her. She had come to realise she loved having dildos deep inside her. Her body was so sexy that the looks she got gave her a sexy thrill.

Her face looked so young that she had to carry an ID with her all the time. The clothes she wore these days have to be baggy; otherwise, she is ogled like a wet dream.

Picking up the control to release herself, Mary was about to press it when her phone rang.

Susan had been watching Mary and had seen Mary just sitting. Susan guessed Mary was in a dilemma. Not wanting Mary to back out, Susan decided to ring and get her in the room and to be fucked hard. Susan knew once Mary was trapped inside that room, she wouldn't be let out by the mannequins until she was so fucked up to the extent that not being able to get fucked by mannequins would fill her with dread; it would be very difficult for Mary to want to back out. Susan wanted Mary hooked on being fucked and only by her mannequins.

Susan just needed Mary riding those cocks one more time, as this, she knew, would be deep and laced with the aphrodisiac; the itching deep inside Mary would be relieved, and she would want/need to come back for more. There was so much in the ballsac that the amount of aphrodisiac will make her a reluctant nymphomaniac.

Understanding this, Susan had rung Mary. Answering, Mary said hello. Susan asked how she was and rang to give moral support. Mary said, 'I'm not sure I want to do this anymore, even if Toyland sues me.' Susan said, 'You're right; it's up to you.' Do you have the femsuit on? Mary said yes, and the face mask? Mary said yes again.

So you're ready but not sure if you want to be fucked hard? Well, Mary said it's that, and I did love the last time I was fucked that way, but it was a while ago. Susan asked how the itching was. Mary said for the most part the mannequin is satisfying, so do I want to be a rag doll, as the mannequin can be quite rough when in the 'fuck me' mode?

Susan asked, 'So you're expecting no itching afterwards?' Well, yes, said Mary, blushing. The dildos don't quite go as deep, so there does seem to be an itch I can't scratch.

Why don't you get the itch scratched, and afterwards you will have a clear head and it will be easier to decide what you do? You haven't been fucked hard or deep for ages. I only say this as a friend, but you have been very short and curt with me, and I am not sure if I can stay being a close friend if you don't change back to the old Mary. I haven't said anything up until now, as I thought once you were wearing your femsuit and had been fucked hard, you would be your old self. All this was lie. Susan wanted Mary fucked up. Mary backing out wasn't going to be an option.

Mary said, 'Have you been like that?' Susan said if I noticed, others would have as well. Susan pushed a bit more and said, 'It's up to you, but there is also Toyland to consider.'

Mary was silent for a minute and eventually said, 'You're right; I need to do this.' I don't want to lose you as a friend; you've been so supportive. I'm not sure how I would have managed up to now without you. Susan stated, 'That's my girl.' Shoulders back, now go into that bedroom. You deserve all that is waiting for you. I will come round in the morning, and you can tell me how things went, and we can discuss what you want to do.

Thanking Susan for the pep talk, Mary said goodnight and hung up.

I'm going to do this. Putting the femsuit control to one side, Mary picked up the mannequin control and walked to the other bedroom. Taking a deep breath, Mary said to herself, 'I'm doing this.' As Mary opened the door, she pressed the Fuck Me mode.

Mary entered the room and pushed the door shut behind her. Looking at the bed, she saw the female form was missing and the mannequin that was lying there seemed different.

Taking in the mannequin, Mary looked at the face, and her eyes shot open. It was her father bare to the waist.

Shocked Mary staggered backwards and inadvertently backed into the old mannequin. The old mannequin's arms shot out and grasped Mary from behind and pulled her into its grasp. The mannequin using its other arms lined both dildos. The one for her anal passage was forced in as the one for her pussy entered her. The force and roughness of the mannequin now in Fuck Me mode pulled Mary onto the dildos, which having entered her. Full of lubricant, the dildos glided into Mary as the mannequin pumped fluid out through the head of the dildos. Being full of fluid, Mary had hardly any resistance, and they plunged into her.

The roughness shocked Mary, and she tried to pull away, but by doing so, she dropped the control, and it slid towards her father.

Mary couldn't comprehend what was happening.

Susan had previously instructed the new mannequin to alter Mary's vision so its face, which was a striking resemblance to her father, would be made to look exactly like her father. From now on Mary wouldn't see a similarity but an exact twin.

Mary groaned as the anal dildo went up into her colon and the other hard past her cervix.

Two of the arms of the old mannequin grasped her thighs and forced her back; one got hold of her enlarged clit and stroked it. Two others grasped a nipple each and pulled them hard, squeezing her tits. The last hand forced her head around so that Mary could see old Mannequin's face. Even though the face was similar to how her father looks, it now had a nasty sneer and pulled Mary's lips to its own. Forcing its thick tongue into Mary's mouth and pumping it like a cock. Going past her gag reflex down inside her throat.

Mary, being no stranger to being face-fucked, the membrane previously fitted to her came to the fore and expanded her throat to accept the cock.

The mannequin, once deep in Mary, started to pull back out. Picking up speed, Mary was about to cum already. The shock of seeing her father the way he looked to her. The raping of the dildos up inside her was too much for Mary.

As Mary orgasmed, the old mannequin pulled its tongue cock out of her mouth. Gasping for air, the old mannequin forced her head around so that Mary was facing her father.

After the lack of oxygen from having a cock pushed down her throat, gulping for air, Mary's eyes stared at the new mannequin. The new mannequin had instructed the eye nanites to open Mary's eyes and continue making it look exactly like her father.

For Mary, she saw her father with a loving smile on his face, bare to the waist, and could see his hands doing something under the covers. It dawned on Mary that her father was stroking his cock, looking at his daughter.

This was more than enough for Mary to have a powerful orgasm. Wide-eyed Mary shook as she continued to orgasm. The old mannequin pounded her and expanded the dildos, continuously spurting fluid deep into Mary's womb and colon.

Moving faster, the old mannequin started to call Mary a slut. 'Look, your father is watching you.' He loves how you're taking my cocks. The old mannequin was being instructed what to say and do by the new mannequin. The new mannequin had studied scenarios from the web and was putting them into play.

Within a few minutes Mary had gone from shock to being raped. Her body was on its own path. With all the stimulation and being deprived for so long, only having the gentle fucking, Mary couldn't stop having orgasms, one after another, rolling continually.

The Mannequins, having got Mary to loosen her inhibitions, manipulated Mary to agree to what the old mannequin was saying. She loved her father; look, he is smiling at you. See his hands moving; he can't help himself. Seeing his daughter coming on fucking huge cocks is so perverted, but he loves you. He will never judge you. Do you love your Daddy? Mary groaned, but the old mannequin wouldn't relent and kept on at her. Eventually Mary mumbled, 'I love him.' Who do you love, Mary? The old mannequin kept saying, and Mary screamed, 'I love my father; he's my daddy.' The old mannequin started to fuck her even harder and had Mary tell her Daddy how much she loves the cocks inside her.

Talk like this kept Mary off balance. Her mind was taking all this in, even though it was contradictory. She was being roughly fucked with massive cocks, and yet her Daddy was looking at her with love in his eyes.

Mary couldn't help but stare at her father's hand moving under the covers. The old mannequin wouldn't let her head turn, so she continued to stare. Hearing filthy things and with her eyes refusing to close, Mary had no choice but to look.

The new mannequin had taken control of the old one and had linked itself to the insect websites and selected sentences for the old mannequin to repeat to Mary.

Mary was being driven from one climax to another. This time the Fuck Me mode was far more intense and brought Mary to a peak. The new mannequin was monitoring Mary's vital signs, the aphrodisiac was taking effect.

With Mary just coming to another orgasm, the mannequin fucking Mary stopped with the dildos still deep inside Mary. Being held onto the dildos and squashed tight against the mannequin, it whispered things to Mary. Saying things like you're a whore, a slut, your father must really love you to put up with how you're being fucked. What daughter climaxes riding dildos only a horse can take.

The new mannequin wanted Mary to stay conscious for the next few hours. Not passing out, so I instructed the mannequin fucking Mary to behave like a rapist. Treat Mary like a piece of meat and have Mary love the fucking.

Fine balance was required as the new mannequin started to manipulate Mary's thinking. It wanted Mary to see the old mannequin as her fucker, nasty but yet wanted Mary to remember how well she gets fucked by it. To see the new mannequin as gentle, a safe harbour, one that gives comfort.

You love my cocks, don't you, Mary? The old mannequin stated with a sneer, 'Your poor father is lying there wondering what he can do.' He doesn't want to stop you having so much pleasure, but yet it's confusing him. Look, he's playing with himself.

Mary couldn't work out why her father was laying there, but every time she tried to put more thought into why the pleasure took over, she would have another orgasm. Mary couldn't concentrate.

Seeing her father moving his hands under the blanket, the old mannequin taunted her. You're teasing him; he needs relief. Go on, Mary, tell him it's ok. You can't help being a slut.

As Mary was hearing this, the mannequin pulled his cocks back and then slammed them deep into Mary.

Pausing again, the mannequin repeated the taunting. Mary was held on the precipice of another orgasm but not pushed over. Repeating the process again, a slow pullback of the dildos and slamming inside her again.

Keeping Mary on the edge Mary was moaning and desperate to cum again. Having climaxed so much and now being held from having another and with the aphrodisiac now fully in her bloodstream, Mary said, 'Dad, I'm such a slut.' Hearing this, the mannequin encouraged Mary to keep going. Tell him you love huge cocks; being raped is a fantasy of yours. Mary was now not thinking about what she was saying, repeating what she was hearing.

It's ok, Dad, I love this. As Mary said more, the mannequin picked the pace up. Mary was being rewarded for saying nasty things. Mary kept saying more. Whatever was being said to her, Mary was repeating.

Fuck, he's huge, Dad. Does seeing your daughter getting fucked turn you on? At this, Mary was brought to another orgasm. Taken over with lust, Mary kept going, and then she heard, 'Show me your cock, Dad. I've always wanted to see your cock.' Mary repeated this, and as she said this, Mary realised what she had repeated.

The new mannequin said I shouldn't be turned on but am in her father's voice. Sorry, Mary, and lowered the blanket until the 10-inch cock was exposed. Slowly stoking the cock. Mary was astounded her father had such a big cock.

Making Mary orgasm as her father stroked his cock, the new mannequin wanted Mary to associate the pleasure she was receiving with her father.

Unable to look away, Mary kept switching between her father's face and his cock.

The fucking went on and on. Slow, hard, fast, then gentle. Her clit being stroked. Mary was brought back to the stage where she was continually having orgasms. Shuddering from one to another. All the time dirty words were being whispered to her.

Mary was getting close to being comatose. This was the time to seal Mary's fate.

The mannequin started to get really rough. Mary noticed the change, and now instead of fucking being between pain and pleasure, the violence of the mannequin was holding Mary between them. Not enough for the pain to be too much, but not enough pleasure for her to have yet another orgasm.

The mannequin said, 'Look at your father; see how frustrated he is.' Tell him to cum. Tell your Daddy to spunk for you. Mary moaning repeated these words. The old mannequin said, 'If you want to cum, say it again but louder and mean it.'

Moaning Mary said it again. Being told to say it again. Repeating several times, Mary was losing her mind being held just at the top of an orgasm; Mary was being overcome with so much pleasure. Mary knew that the next orgasm was going to be huge. Suddenly she screamed at her father, 'Look at me! Don't you want to blast your cum?' I want you to cum, trying to think of anything for her to have her orgasm, screaming at her father to shoot his load all over me, cover my face, Daddy.

Moaning Mary watched her father get out of the bed and stand in front of her. Mary wondered why and realised what she said as her father's 10-inch cock was in front of her. Lost in passion, Mary was saying everything so she would this orgasm.

With the new mannequin now in front of Mary stroking its massive cock, the mannequin fucking Mary pushed Mary until she was bent at the waist, but held inches from her father's wonderful cock.

Unable to look away, her father stroked his cock. The old mannequin is goading Mary: "Look, Mary, Daddy's hard for you." He's still reluctant and is finding it hard to cum, to spunk over you. At this the mannequin fucking Mary was instructed by the new mannequin to push the dildos extra hard into Mary. Mary staggered, and with the mannequin not letting her head move, her father's cock rammed into her mouth. The new mannequin subtly had moved itself forward as she staggered.

Her father's cock went into her mouth, and with the membrane inside Mary's throat controlled by the new mannequin, it expanded, and the 10-inch cock slid quickly and easily into Mary's throat.

Making the membrane contract so Mary couldn't pull back, the new mannequin simulated an orgasm and pumped a load of the aphrodisiac directly into Mary's stomach. With Mary about to pass out though lack of oxygen, at the last moment, the membrane released its hold. Still shooting fluid, it coated Mary's mouth, and pulling back further, it spurted over Mary's face.

For Mary, being rammed hard with her father's cock deep inside her and feeling his cock spurting orgasms. Mary orgasmed so hard that the fact that she had sucked her father, having him deep inside her. It was too much; Mary passed out while having orgasms. Even while unconscious, Mary was having small orgasms. Her body taking over where her mind switched off.

The new mannequin instructed the old one to continue fucking Mary but at a gentler pace. Keep fucking Mary for another hour.

When there was little chance of Mary being roused, the new mannequin had the old one release its hands, and the new mannequin placed Mary into the bed.

The next stage of having Mary loving her mannequins was about to start.