The Mansion of Andrea Part One

[RancidInsanity]

This was a special day, Andrea knew. Andrea was a very high-end fembot equipped with all of the latest technology to best help her fill her role as the somewhat mysterious Mr. Brood’s house maid.

The only information Andrea had saved on her hard-drive about her owner Mr. Brood was that he was very rich and powerful. She hardly ever saw him, Andrea would just go about her daily routine of cleaning and re-charging, cleaning and re-charging. But today was not an ordinary day. No, today Mr. Brood had requested to have a special one on one meeting with her in his office.

Andrea’s heels clicked on the polished tile floor as she made her way to Mr. Brood’s office. Her black and white mini-skirt bounced up and down as the fake muscles underneath her porcelain skin flexed with each step. Her long flowing red-hair gently brushed her exposed shoulders, which had the slightest bit of freckles splashed upon them. Andrea was wearing a French-maid outfit today, by request of Mr. Brood.

Andrea extended her hand which had custom made pink-painted fingernails and grasp the door knob. She opened the door and saw what seemed to be a very sad and shy man. It was Mr. Brood.

“umm…have a seat.” Mr. Brood said

“Thanks. So why’d you wish to speak with me alone, sir.” Andrea asked crossing her long legs in the chair.

“Look at this. Tell me what you see.” Answered Mr. Brood producing a small gray remote

“It’s a remote, most likely a remote to a fembot, sir.” Andrea replied

“It’s uhh…actually your remote, Andrea.” Mr. Brood said

“Oh…you know you don’t have use that thing, I’m programmed to happily obey any order you give me, sir.” Andrea said starring at the remote

“You see, that’s the problem. I tried of always getting my way. It gets boring after awhile. I want…I want you to be my Misstress.” Explained Mr. Brood

“Well Mr. Brood I’d be honored but I am not programmed to do such a task.” Said Andrea a bit surprised

“You’ll be reprogrammed, and please, call me Jack.” Said Mr. Brood or Jack.

One week later Andrea lay completely naked on a cold metal slab. The reprogrammer gently pressed Andrea’s belly-button and her stomach panel slowly slide open revealing the various wires and circuts. The reprogrammer slowly ran his hand across the powered-down Andrea’s upper thigh and proceeded to massage Andrea’s C-cup breasts before plugging in a usb cable to connect Andrea up to the lap-top. The download took only minutes and before long Jack Brood, or Mr. Brood was standing infront of his newly programmed naked, red-haired fembot with a slight smile on his face.

“Turn power on.” Jack told the reprogrammer

Andrea’s eye lids slowly opened to reveal perfect, ice-blue eyes. She looked around for awhile before finally asking, “Are you Jack Brood?” to Jack.

“Yes…yes I am.” Jack responded

“My programming informs me I am to be your ruler, your mistress.” Andrea said in a somewhat monotone voice

“Yes…that is true…and I your human slave.” Jack confirmed