“What are you doing!” I gasped.
“Well, I didn’t lie about liking you. What do you say, Ramona?”
“Say about what?” I squeaked as the cord lifted up, holding itself up like a snake with a pronged head. It hovered there a moment before it darted in like it meant to bite. The prongs dove towards my thigh, the metal sliding across my skin before a small shock of electricity jolted me.
As I gasped, the pronged head dove between my legs in a snap, delivering an electric shock right to my center. The sensation made my whole body jerk, my walls to tighten, and a chaotic pleasure to unfurl deliciously in its wake. It was a revitalizing jolt of pleasure that made me suck in a sharp breath before I let out a throaty groan.
“You gullible girl,” Frankie rasped. “The truth is I’m the demon. Gus was a Satanist who managed to trap me inside the animatronic body to do his bidding and give him power. The little shit.” The cord snapped forward again, the prongs sinking into me and jolting me with a sharp electric bite. My eyes nearly rolled in the back of my head as a shudder rolled over me. The pleasure was energetic and explosive, a fast-paced jolt that brought me higher.
“Demon,” I rasped. “Why are you in the TV?”
“I’m incorporeal in this realm. But I can possess any device with electricity.” More cords came from who knew where to slither across my body, sending tiny pronged bites of electricity to my skin over and over. My head fell back with a thud on the floor as I writhed in a frenzy of pleasure.
“Oh Ramona, look at you. I like the way you twitch on the floor from a few little stings. Pathetic,gullibleRamona.” His words burned inside me, I felt like I was on fire, ready to rage like I normally do. I could feel the need to jump up and fight tight inside me like a knot.
Then it just snapped, melting away. My entire ego cracked open and left me feeling warm and guileless. My muscles went lax and my brain went numb. It felt like all my stress and anxiety had been taken out. The need to defend myself was completely absent.
Iwantedhim to keep calling me names and I wanted to nod my head as he did it.
“Gullible, Ramona,”Yes.“So naive.” I was and it felt good to admit it, to agree. All the tension leaked away until I felt malleable and soft, warm and gooey. All the while he kept teasing my body, getting me off, complementing the way I squirmed, and laughing at the way I agreed. I wanted him to laugh, I deserved it. I’dearnedhis teasing and disappointment.
I couldn’t recognize myself, writhing submissively on the floor. It felt good to step outside all my roles—let them slither away until there was nothing left to care about. I cried out as the jolt of electricity hit me, my body shaking in charged revelry.
No one had ever talked to me this way. Or if they had, I didn’t like it. But I totally loved this. Frankie, the tv star. Frankie the massive robot. Frankie the demon.
“More,” I begged.
“Oh Ramona,” he chuckled, a condescending edge to his words. The tv’s light bathed the dark room, lighting my skin and leaving harsh shadows. I watched black cords tense on my thighs as a heavy one slid across my belly. It gave an electric kiss that made my muscles tense.
My back arched as I squirmed and moaned. Then a large coyote animatronic blocked out the tv’s light. I looked up to see red eyes glowing down at me. The tv clicked off and the cords fell away. I kept laying there, waiting for him to do as he pleased, and hoping desperately it was to fuck me.
Frankie reached down and grabbed me, pulling me from the ground and carrying me through the arcade all the way up to theticket booth. His arm swept over the top and a handful of golden coins with his cartoon likeness fell to the ground. Then he set me on the counter, leaning over with a growl as I waited for what came next. Massive clawed hands settled beside my head.
The cold kiss of smooth metal pressed between my legs. The soft fabric of his suit and short fur brushed my thighs. Huge glowing red eyes looked down at me with curved eyebrows of judgment.
“You want to fuck an animatronic, don’t you?” He asked.
“Yes,” I rasped, reaching out and gripping his arms. He shook his head in disappointment even as I felt the tip of his metal cock brush my entrance. I gasped, twisting his jacket’s sleeves, my body melting instead of tensing. All the fight was gone forhim. I was loose and lax and needy.
His tip started to spread me open.
“You’re such a disappointment,” he rasped, causing a shudder to roll over me. Right next to my ears, I heard his metal claws digging into the counter as he pressed deeper inside me.
“I am,” I mumbled in agreement. It felt so good just to agree, to not fight it, just be who I was even if it was the shittiest version of myself. He accepted those parts and even wanted to indulge them for me. I inhaled sharply as I felt the bumps up the side of his cock rub against my walls. I whined his name and he groaned, looking down to see how deep we were connected. Not deep enough.
“I’ll give you what you need,” he promised, pushing in further. “How couldn’t I give someone so pathetic what they want?” He murmured tenderly to me. He sounded almost breathless. His claws punctured the counter and a growl worked its way from his mouth as he thrust into me.
Despite his evident pleasure, he acted like this was all for me—because of how much I needed it. It did things for me.
“This is what you want, right?” He hissed with entertainment, buried to the hilt, my body clenching around him.
“Yes,” I moaned. He pulled out and thrust back in, giving me what I needed. A gasp left my mouth. His cock was unforgiving, no give to it at all, barrelling its way inside me, the bumps rubbing.
“Tell mehowyou want it, Ramona. Maybe I’ll torture you slowly,” he said drawing himself back out before slowly pressing back in.
“No,” I rasped. “I need it faster.”
“That’s good, Ramona, telling me exactly how you need your perversions fulfilled.” He thrust into me fast, over and over, growling, claws scratching the counter. “Let’s see how you handle what I can really do though,” he whispered into my ear. He reached between us and pressed something on the bottom of his cock. The bumps on the side of his shaft lit up in blue, yellow, and red and the entire thing began to vibrate and twist.
