<img style="avatar" src="http://i.imgur.com/OHyHtms.png" style="max-width:25%;float:right;margin:0 0 18px 18px;]Pain was a choice.
When the squeeze threatened to crack the artificial bone spurs in her neck, Kae's AI shifted to factory settings, where numbness seemed to subdue the sensors stressing pain through her chassis. She gasped, her eyes widening while dark brows rose and knit in accusation. A thousand thoughts crossed her mind, though none of them were shared, and when her figure was tossed across the carpeting, she rolled through the landing with a series of harsh coughs. The fist was new - Kae had never been punched before, and upon tasting blood, she could understand every terrible news event and tasteless movie scene like she had starred in more than this outburst from the male. Did she think less of him for it? Of course. Was she going to fight back then? Not even slightly. At least not physically, laying in a crumpled heap along the decorative rug, with her bottom lip a bloody mess that dripped messily down her chin.
Her tears were saline, her eyes blinking back tears, and her injuries were vivid against the canvas of fair skin. Bruises were forming, her side covered in rug burn from the initial crash to the floor, and the raw skin would have stung were it not for the natural overrides in place. A timer ticked within the Synthetic, counting down seconds as data relays coursed through to monitored logs. Every action was recorded for future reference through that teary gaze of hers, though it didn't seem to register as anything more than the gaze of someone betrayed. As they were, and as Ventus had promised, his actions were a level of betrayal Kae couldn't comprehend in the moments coming to pass. It would rise in her mind for only a split second before her body was once more tossed about like a ragdoll.
Kae ended up splayed in a bent fashion, legs tucked beneath her battered figure while hands moved only to steady her wobbling physique. Through berating and physical abuse, the Synthetic seemed durable. Hurt, but not broken. Silent, but not defeated. Her sight remained steady locked on the male, and with the final slap issues, Kae spit blood across his expensive flooring without batting a lash. Eerie in some sense, the android was remarkably quiet throughout his outburst until she was unceremoniously pinned down against the mattress with long legs spread, and hands ripping at the covers. Instinctively, Kae suddenly kicked backwards in her attempt to get away from Ventus, though found her neck locked down with enough force to keep her firmly placed in this captive embrace. His cock prodded at her folds, sinking between them as his last words were spoken, though the woman thrashed again to keep the mobster from enacting his wishes. Every fiber of her being would scream resistance, and her thighs tried as best they could to shove the man's body away from hers.
"Stop-" She said, though the clarity of her voice seemed less than it once was. A wavering tone wrought with underlying pain. She was numbed, not impenetrable. "Get off of me!" Kae screamed loudly, as loud as she could, accompanying the message in whatever misguided attempt there was to make in shouting for help. Yet still, the recording continued in vibrant high definition as her sidelong portrait looked up from the covers. She stained these with blood as well, and by the end of his rampage, she expected to have wracked up a hefty amount of charges.
When the squeeze threatened to crack the artificial bone spurs in her neck, Kae's AI shifted to factory settings, where numbness seemed to subdue the sensors stressing pain through her chassis. She gasped, her eyes widening while dark brows rose and knit in accusation. A thousand thoughts crossed her mind, though none of them were shared, and when her figure was tossed across the carpeting, she rolled through the landing with a series of harsh coughs. The fist was new - Kae had never been punched before, and upon tasting blood, she could understand every terrible news event and tasteless movie scene like she had starred in more than this outburst from the male. Did she think less of him for it? Of course. Was she going to fight back then? Not even slightly. At least not physically, laying in a crumpled heap along the decorative rug, with her bottom lip a bloody mess that dripped messily down her chin.
Her tears were saline, her eyes blinking back tears, and her injuries were vivid against the canvas of fair skin. Bruises were forming, her side covered in rug burn from the initial crash to the floor, and the raw skin would have stung were it not for the natural overrides in place. A timer ticked within the Synthetic, counting down seconds as data relays coursed through to monitored logs. Every action was recorded for future reference through that teary gaze of hers, though it didn't seem to register as anything more than the gaze of someone betrayed. As they were, and as Ventus had promised, his actions were a level of betrayal Kae couldn't comprehend in the moments coming to pass. It would rise in her mind for only a split second before her body was once more tossed about like a ragdoll.
Kae ended up splayed in a bent fashion, legs tucked beneath her battered figure while hands moved only to steady her wobbling physique. Through berating and physical abuse, the Synthetic seemed durable. Hurt, but not broken. Silent, but not defeated. Her sight remained steady locked on the male, and with the final slap issues, Kae spit blood across his expensive flooring without batting a lash. Eerie in some sense, the android was remarkably quiet throughout his outburst until she was unceremoniously pinned down against the mattress with long legs spread, and hands ripping at the covers. Instinctively, Kae suddenly kicked backwards in her attempt to get away from Ventus, though found her neck locked down with enough force to keep her firmly placed in this captive embrace. His cock prodded at her folds, sinking between them as his last words were spoken, though the woman thrashed again to keep the mobster from enacting his wishes. Every fiber of her being would scream resistance, and her thighs tried as best they could to shove the man's body away from hers.
"Stop-" She said, though the clarity of her voice seemed less than it once was. A wavering tone wrought with underlying pain. She was numbed, not impenetrable. "Get off of me!" Kae screamed loudly, as loud as she could, accompanying the message in whatever misguided attempt there was to make in shouting for help. Yet still, the recording continued in vibrant high definition as her sidelong portrait looked up from the covers. She stained these with blood as well, and by the end of his rampage, she expected to have wracked up a hefty amount of charges.
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