In fact, that might not be too far from the truth. The pleasure programming took its toll on Mica as those fingers slid up against her sex, her body jerking at the sudden pleasure. Then the following of the two fingers pushed into her had the android moaning out loud and almost losing her balance where she was. Mica was gathering the data as well as she could. The android was urged closer to Chris, their skin meeting each other’s. She’d feel slightly cold to Chris, but only as cold as a slightly cold human might be. This only served to arouse the android’s programming further. Mica was breathing heavily, now, as a cause of all the programmed stimulation. Those fingers inside her didn’t help as they danced around within her wet slit.

Mica didn’t really answer Chris as her face was directed towards the actual human’s. She just stared, face blushing and breathing heavy from arousal, listening to what she was told. Mica prepared herself for a kiss when Chris pulled in, intending on taking proper part in the kiss to avoid the Submissive Switch activating, but instead she was embraced. She wasn’t entirely ready for that. Programming kept the full weight from becoming apparent, but otherwise the android didn’t seem to be in control. Carefully registering the temperature and body-texture of Chris and adding it to the database, Mica was blushing and mostly following the movement.

The fingers pulled out, and Mica was turned around by the student. Following what had been told to her earlier and Chris controlling movements the android bent forward, put her hands towards the wall with her rear end facing towards the student. There was little doubt what would occur after this. Mica registered something touching at the entrance to her artificial vagina. A little surge went through the android, giving a light shiver. Chris was asking for a ‘please’ in a truly dominant manner. At this moment, the AI was put at the brink of a decision…

Accessing database about situation. Chris is intending on entering from behind. Position allows for a dominant position. Pleasure levels will approach critical levels if Mica is penetrated. Control-loss at 56%. High chance of Submissive Switch being activated in this position. Position of more equal standing preferable if submissiveness is to be withheld. Release of Defensive System would assure dominant position. … Negative. Both actions would compromise raw data on sexual habits of lesbians. Insertion on Chris terms preferable.

… However, Mica was not about to allow the student to escape unscathed just because she required the data.

Compensating loss of control. Commands sent to Hibernator. Hibernator state ‘Slave Herder’ activated. Marking Chris as subject ‘Slave’. … ‘Protect & Herd’ in case loss of communication due to Submissive Switch. End of transmission. Maintaining contact. Formatting reply.

… Somewhere in the distance, a large machine shook itself free of some trees hiding it, and started marching slowly and strangely silently for such a large machine…

Meanwhile, Mica was aroused, her slit wet and shivering in programmed pleasure before the shaft wielded by Chris. The android weakly turned her head lightly to attempt looking at Chris, and…

“Please… enter me. Teach me… how this is done…”

Goddessdamn if that wasn't music to Chris's ears. She took a firmer hold of Mica's hips and happily obliged, pressing forward smoothly with the pink shaft in a careful stroke. Chris ran one hand up along the android's smooth skin to cup and roll the small breast in her palm, fingers curled to hit the android's nipple with each little motion and tug softly at it. Christina's other hand dug deeper into the taut skin over Mica's hip to keep her in place and let her body adjust to the shaft for a moment. The base of the dildo pressed happily back into Chris, who wriggled her hips slightly to feel it grind into herself.

"Fuck, that went in easy," Chris murmured as she bent forward, trying to get a bit of body heat from the body in her grasp. "Maybe I'm being too gentle with you." She grinned and slid her hips backwards, eyes fluttering at the small suction pulling the shaft away from herself, then pressed herself back in harder and faster with a gasp as the end of the silicone shaft finally found something to push back against it and drive the base against Chris's cunt. That seemed like the right rhythm. She continued rocking her hips in that pattern, drawing back slowly and then pressing sharply in again, to get that sudden, smacking feedback on herself. Fingers dug harder into Mica's flesh as Chris continued. The cold wasn't biting so strongly at her skin anymore.

"How's that," Chris said, her voice thin around gasping breaths, "do you want it faster? Slower? Harder? Softer? Tell me how you want it."

Grip tightened. Preparing attempt to resist overwhelming pleasure programming. Phallus approaching. Phallus entering. Phallus ent… er… ing…

The white body jolted as the shaft sank into her in a controlled motion. A gasp resounded from Mica’s mouth as she momentarily lost control of her mouth when such an item of pleasure was driven into her sex. The android was struggling to keep her strength-reserves in place leaning at the wall as Chris kept the dildo pressed into her with her hip while a hand searched up and played with one of Mica’s small breasts. The white-skinned girl panted and her body was shaking slightly as Chris wriggled her hips, and thereby the dildo in Mica, a little bit.

Mica attempted to turn her head slightly to look at the two of them when Chris gave the slight warning of what she was about to do with the line of being too gentle… but that was useless as she suddenly had to focus on keeping balance as Chris’ silicone cock pulled out of her in a bit just to press in again, hard. The victim of penetration yelped as she lost control, expressionless but wide eyes, open mouth and blush of pleasure on her cheeks. She could only hold herself in place as the android received, her soaked cunt spreading convincingly as the shaft advanced into her again and again, sharp pants with hints of moans escaping from the other side as Chris pressed on.

The android momentarily regained control as she was asked a question. As she was required to answer by basic programming, some of the control-loss receded to allow her to process an answer. Though, she took the moment to collect the data resulting from the next few thrusts before answering, heavy breaths appearing to get in her way.

“St… ah… start with slow and… ah… soft, then gradually increase speed and… ah… hardness, so I may experience the full spectrum… ah… I don’t know how slow is slow… ah… and I don’t know how hard is hard right now… ah…” So Mica said, staring at the wall in front of her while being penetrated by a pink strap-on dildo into her wet pussy…

Goddess if this girl wasn't a conundrum. That almost sounded like a research request, not a way of admitting to inexperience. Chris was going to have to give this one some lessons in the art of talking dirty, presuming this wasn't a one-time thing. Still, she was happy to oblige the request. Her hips shifted into slow, even strokes that brought the base of the shaft softly against Chris with each thrust. She moaned softly and released Mica's breast to trace soft fingers along the android's spine. Her mind bent itself to the task, and her body obeyed just as it always did. The cute girl wanted to start off slow, so Chris was going to give her exactly what she'd asked for.

Of course, she'd also asked to have things gradually increased. That was always a tricky little balancing game. As Christina's fingertips reached the small of Mica's back, the shaft pressed a little more sharply forward and drew back with a similar speed. Chris took a firmer hold of the android and tried to keep the pace a steady increase. With her thoughts focused, she wasn't much minding the pressure against herself from the shaft's base. Which was good, 'cuz it meant she'd have more time at this before she wore herself out. Or before the cold finally caught up with her. Chris was back up to her original pace in both directions in almost no time, the shaft sliding and squirming slightly as she pulled Mica back to meet her thrusts.

"Let me know when I hit the sweet spot, cutie," Chris said between soft gasps, a small shudder running along her spine.

It appeared Chris was listening to Mica’s request. She slowed down, each invasion taking place at a softer pace with the penis-like shape brushing the inner walls a bit more mercifully. The android couldn’t help but moan at the strokes entering into her without her control. The shaft sank bent shape from behind again and again… Mica’s body shuddered lightly under the fingers that had left her breasts and were now tracing her spine. The android continued to allow herself to be fucked for the purpose of data.

Then… it sped up. Chris did exactly as asked and started speeding up her thrusts, turning the movement of sliding into Mica less and less graceful by the second. Mica’s eyes were wide-open, currently staring right into the ground, constantly half-panting and half-moaning as each new thrust imprinted itself in her data-stream. Soon enough, the speed was up back to the speed which Chris had started at and the android was quivering a bit with each penetration, trying to keep herself steady in Chris grasp to ease penetration.

“Eh…?” She made an asking sound at Chris’ question. “Sweet… ah… spot…?” At that confused moment, Andramica sent a misdirected search through her data on human anatomy for places relating to sugar…

"When it's hard and fast enough for you, cutie," Chris said between gasping breaths. Her fingers dug tighter into the soft flesh under them, pulling Mica slightly away from the wall with each stroke before pressing her back forward until her palms were flush against the smooth paint. A soft growl built in Christina's chest, rumbling out her throat as she drove harder and harder still into the girl in her grasp. Her hips bounced off the android's, driving the base of the shaft back onto herself and sending a jolt up into her gut with each stroke. The silicone thing didn't have nerve endings, but Christina's mind was used to making up for the gap. The slick way the shaft found no resistance meant Mica was particularly wet. The heat that fed into the harness as Chris pressed the full length of the shaft into the other woman told her just how flush those lips were. The little tugs of resistance were Mica's walls clenching down briefly in uncontrolled little spasms. Had she actually felt that last one? Chris wasn't sure her mind hadn't made that part up. With a sudden spark of insight, she realized she didn't much care. The growl rumbled louder and turned into a hungry groan as she continued picking up speed and strength, trying to meet the letter of Mica's request.

"Fucking hell you're hot, girl," Chris said, fingers digging harder at the skin in her grip for stability. "How's that feel? You like being fucked like this?"

Mica had no answer. There was no limit or degree of pleasure which could be described as ’enough’ for the android. All data was data, and the android cared more for experiencing all the different speeds rather than spending a long time at a certain speed. As such the question went unanswered…

The white girl on the receiving end shook a bit as the pounding of the shaft into her wet slit speed up faster and faster. She tried keeping her grasp on the wall, but she was pulled back and forth from it, her touch on the wall only regained for a slight moment per repetition as the dildo speared her from behind and sent streaming impulses through the girl’s body. Mica didn’t resist or withhold anything. The girl was making whimpering moaning noises as the body was penetrated by the full length of the shaft and hers and Chris’s skin met. Mica was quivering under the assault when Chris continued talking.

“Hot… ah… but… ah… my outer body temperature is… ah… slightly lower than average… ah…” The android gasping from its own pleasure programming did not catch the synonym and merely took the word at face-value. Mica let her back arc just the slightest in the next thrust into her and let her head lean a bit backwards. … How it feels. The robotic brain took the inquiry and answered… “I am… ah… not yet satisfied. I… ah… desire more…” The android turned her head and attempted looking back at the girl thrusting into her from behind as best she could, a single red eye managing to be aimed back.

“How about… ah… you? Does this… ngh… pleasure you?”

The pale girl was weird. Really fucking hot and squirming gloriously against Chris, but weird. Still, Chris wasn't gonna say no to fucking a cute little pale chick just 'cuz she liked talking overly analytically. Chris definitely wasn't going to say no to that. She slid one hand up to squeeze at a small, soft breast, kneading and rolling the flesh in her grasp, as she pounded harder and harder into Mica. The hand at the android's chest started to pull back on the cool flesh, using it as another hold to yank the smaller girl back onto the silicone shaft. Chris bent forward, her lips finding Mica's back, and kissed hungrily at the skin before her. Shuddering groans rumbled from her throat, and her skin glowed slightly in the cold with the exertion. Chris smiled.

"Yeah, sweetie," she said, panting hard as she alternated between pulling Mica away from the wall and pressing her back into it, "this is definitely doing it - ngh! - for me. Fuck, you feel so good against me." Chris pounded as hard as her body could manage, her arms and hips working together to drive the shaft as hard as possible into Mica.

“Ah… Good…” So sounded Mica’s response to that Chris was feeling good. The android was simply allowing itself to be pounded by now. The pink dildo which was continuously penetrated into her pleasure-hole, the hands which were taking hold of her breasts and other parts to assist in shoving her back and forth onto the silicone object, the rhythm with which the sensational data streamed through her circuits… It was overwhelming her. The submission switch had been flipped, her eyes were unfocused, her mouth was left lightly powerlessly ajar and a lust-filled blush covered her face where she’d otherwise have perfectly white skin. Mica was only on for the ride of having the phallus rammed into her bent over shaped from behind as Chris rammed it as hard and far into the android’s overjoyed pussy.

Data suggested that Chris was now pounding her as hard as she could. It also reported that Mica orgasm was 96% charged. The android could do nothing with this information. Just allow herself to be researched thoroughly by the unnatural object entering her lower chamber, her back arching out of programmed reflexes from the programmed pleasure with a loud moan, awaiting the stream of data that was to come…

There was that focus in the android that set off Christina's impending orgasm detection system. The grad student bent herself to the task before her, shoving away the growing cramp in her gut from the force of the thrusts, the rawness starting to claw at her throat, and the cold digging deeper into her skin. She kept her strokes as even and steady as she could, waiting for some clear indication that Mica had reached climax.

Once Chris got that, she let the exertion catch up with her, panting hard and bringing her hips to a stop. She bent forward and pressed her hands to the wall beside Mica's, breath spilling over the pale girl's back. Chris relaxed her grip slowly as she brought her breathing back under control, finally gasping out a, "how was that?" to the other woman.

Pleasure levels were rising fast. Loss of control at maximum. Mica was being pounded again and again. She was about to achieve orgasm. Her breathing was a ragged panting and Chris was showing no sign any intention of slowing down. The clear white shape of Mica was arching backwards underneath the onslaught of the shaft into her lewd hole. Soon, the variable reached 100%. With a pleasured scream, the android arched back as far as she could, almost losing balance and falling forward as strength left her. Mica had her orgasm. She leaned forward at the wall, letting the data overflow her for a moment, her ragged breath trying to catch up and otherwise trying to sort the data generated. Her arms were a bit weak. Chris slowed down, finally stopping and bent forward…

How that was? Mica responded by slowly turning her head, to look at Chris with at least half her pleasured expression…

“It was… sufficient. I have gathered… a large amount of information. Thank you… for your cooperation…” That was what Mica responded with. The tone used was almost one which had completed an assignment, crossed with that of one who had just climaxed. With that… something arrived. It had got commands to act as soon as the submission switch had been activated. And… it had.

The Hibernator took a step down, letting its last step echo just beside the alley within which the two students had undressed and got busy within. The teethed face was directed directly at the two humanoid shapes. The giant hunched shape stared down, although it had no eyes to stare with. Only those two oversized guns, the sharp scythes extended out of its back, the two grappling arms on its sides extending with orange ropes and the large tail with a bulge on the end, looking rather dangerous. How it got here undetected was a question which answer went untold. The huge machine was blocking the way out that direction. Should Chris attempt to drag off Mica into safety… she’d find that Mica was currently under the effect of the submissive switch and would be unable to move, as well as weight her entire full 130 kg should any attempt to move her be made.

Goddess, what was going on with this girl? She sounded like some sort of science robot. Maybe she was doing studies kind of like Chris was, but from a more naive standpoint. That would kind of explain things. Panting hard, Chris took a step back and shook her head, mildly confused but willing to work with the situation. The shaft bobbed slightly as it slid free of Mica. Chris took a deep breath, ready to slip back into flirting mode.

And felt all the cold of the air turn to ice on her spine as something echoed in the alleyway. She cocked her head around and made a small, choked noise of defeat and fear.

Chris was many things, but a hero was never one of them. "Fuck, run!" was all the support she had for Mica in this situation before turning to take her own advice. Her feet kicked awkwardly off the ground. Why had she taken up casual sex instead of, like, track? Winded as she was, Christina wasn't going to make very good time, but it sure sounded better than standing and waiting to see what exactly the beastly automaton had in mind for her and Mica.

Losing any reason to do anything, Mica found herself simply falling motionless to the side. She fell down into a vulnerable pose, leaned at the wall while lying on the right side of her hip, legs spread out. She couldn’t do anything until the Submissive Switch gave out, which it would in a small while during which the android’s counter-programs which it had developed during the trip attempted to fight the effect back, but with little success as the android merely would seem like she was basking in her own pleasure from having climaxed, lying naked and exposed on the side. She didn’t even seem to have noticed the monster. And the monster didn’t seem like it had noticed her.

The mechanized monster lifted its gun and fired. Not at the student, it was under very strict orders not to hurt anything. However, the girl wouldn’t know that. The shots were aimed very decidedly on the path where Chris was running, in hope that perhaps she’d decide running into a rain of bullets was a bad idea although the Hibernator would instantly stop firing if there was any danger of hitting. Hoping she’d have slowed down, the robot would swiftly extend its right grappling arm, swiftly sending it hoping to snatch up the naked student’s right leg before she got too far.

Chris skidded to a halt, trying to curse two ways at once and instead just making a strangled squawk as her feet gave out on her in a panicked attempt to not run into the line of fire. She tumbled to her side, bouncing on the hard ground. Another cry of pain ripped itself from her lips as the asphalt dug at her skin. She turned and tried to scramble back to her feet just as the claw closed on her ankle. More profanity screeched through Christina's mind as she tried to claw her way free on the ground. Whatever that thing was looked like the opposite of friendly.

She looked back at Mica and wondered, briefly, why the other girl wasn't trying to flee as well.

The Hibernator registered its success in making the student halt, fall and get a grip on her ankle. Since the Hibernator was so big and didn’t fit into the alley which Chris and Mica was located in, the claw-like grappling arms on glowing orange cables which appeared capable of free movement almost like tentacles were the only means which he could reach Chris, as the guns had few uses outside killing and everything else had a decidedly short range. The giant robot would need to drag her closer to himself in order to be able to do what he was programmed to do while Mica was helpless.

As such, while the one with a grip around her ankle simply made sure to keep the student where she was, the other stretched itself out to get a better grip on the girl. It reached for her other leg, upon reaching it the cable would start spiraling around it to secure a binding grip on her leg. Every time it reached to go beneath her, the one with a grip on the ankle would lift her a little bit from its end to force Chris to allow it under her. The cable which held the claw-like grappling arm was rather warm and smooth to the touch, a result of all the energy running through it. The terrifying visage of the monster waited patiently by the side for his arm to spiral further and further up her leg.