Fiction: Programmed
Jan. 26th, 2013 07:55 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
clare_dragonflyTitle: Programmed
World: robot rights
Word count: 100
Rating: NC-17/FRAO
Prompt:![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
kink_bingo humiliation (verbal); rainbowfic Tyrian Purple 12: golden fleece; Heart Gold 1: I love you - those three words have my life in them. - Tsarina Alexandra
Warnings: (skip) Nonconsensual verbal humiliation and sexual activity.
Notes: The last one forkink_bingo's January mini-challenge. Sometimes prompts come together in the weirdest ways... No, you haven't met these characters before, and may never again.
He fisted his hand in her golden curls. “It’s not even real hair.” He hurled her away. “You’re just an animal. Less than that.”
She stumbled, fell onto her knees, then crawled back to him, face nearly pressed to the floor. “I love you.”
“You’ve only been programmed that way.”
There was nothing she could say to deny that.
“Take off your clothes.” His breathing was growing ragged.
She obeyed hastily, her fingers quick and confident, until she was covered only in her imitation skin.
“You can’t even try to disobey,” he spat. He pushed her down and fucked her.
World: robot rights
Word count: 100
Rating: NC-17/FRAO
Prompt:
kink_bingo humiliation (verbal); rainbowfic Tyrian Purple 12: golden fleece; Heart Gold 1: I love you - those three words have my life in them. - Tsarina AlexandraWarnings: (skip) Nonconsensual verbal humiliation and sexual activity.
Notes: The last one for
kink_bingo's January mini-challenge. Sometimes prompts come together in the weirdest ways... No, you haven't met these characters before, and may never again.He fisted his hand in her golden curls. “It’s not even real hair.” He hurled her away. “You’re just an animal. Less than that.”
She stumbled, fell onto her knees, then crawled back to him, face nearly pressed to the floor. “I love you.”
“You’ve only been programmed that way.”
There was nothing she could say to deny that.
“Take off your clothes.” His breathing was growing ragged.
She obeyed hastily, her fingers quick and confident, until she was covered only in her imitation skin.
“You can’t even try to disobey,” he spat. He pushed her down and fucked her.