Shannon's Third Law -- Part 4

[ministrations]

Even in the dim moonlight of the early morning, it didn’t take long for a naked bombshell like Shannon to attract attention.

Ted followed her naked form along the shoulder of US 1 for a mile or two before pulling alongside.

“Need a ride, sweetie?”

Shannon stopped, turned his head to Ted. Her logic center calculated that he would exchange sexual favors for a ride, or maybe even enough cash to buy a magrail ticket to her destination — either way, greatly increasing the chance that she would reach her owners before her PMU failed.

She fired up her personality simulation to full blast. She licked her lips, believing that would entice him.

“With you, of course,” she said, walking playfully to his beat-up Toyota. “Can you take me to…”

Her eyes glazed over for a second.

“…121 East North Street, Wilkes-Barre, Pennsylvania?”

The driver laughed. “No, honey, I only live a few miles up the road. Are you getting in or what?”

With slow, breathy movements, she opened the door and climbed into the front seat. Her power management unit warned her logic center about how strong the load of this full simulation was to her dwindling reserves, but it decided to continue for the time being.

Enjoying his look at her statuesque, arousing form, Ted began to stroke her arm and shoulder. He knew the second she opened her mouth that she was a companion, although he didn’t recognize her model.

Shannon responded to his touch by expanding her breasts slightly. She pouted at him longingly.

“So do I pay you, or your master?”

Shannon wasn’t permitted to lie. “I don’t have a master right now.” Then her seductive look came back. “What can I do for you, han-han-handsome?”

Ted opened his pants. “It’s right here, honey. Come and get it.”

Her logic center expected this. She retracted her teeth slightly, also widening her tongue a little bit. She didn’t so much reach, as dive on his package.

Between the rhythmic motions of her head, the flexibility of her tongue, and the vibrators housed in her fingers and palms, Ted had trouble keeping the car on the road almost immediately.

Within five minutes, her sexual programming correctly predicted that he was ready to go.

For Ted, the sensations became too much. He pulled off the road.

As he did this, she applied the exact pressure he needed to cum almost immediately. She expertly handled every drop, giving satisfied moans along the way.

“Now you can cum too,” he said. Instantly, Shannon screamed in pleasure. Her vagina spewed out a massive dose of love juice. Her--

RRD EXCEPTION
PRP SYSTEM ERROR
ILLEGAL FUNCTION
MALFUNCTION IN SECTOR A7-9X

Her body twitched uncontrollably.

“Sexual systems fail- fail- failure failure…” her speaker repeated. Except for the twitching, her body was frozen.

Ted put his pants back on and raced to the other side of the car. After pulling her malfunctioning body out, he pulled away down the highway at breakneck speed.

She violated and shut down. Five minutes later, she came to. She got up, with semen in her throat and leaves and dirt spotting her body, and started moving down the road again.

Not much later, she was forced to shut down systems not immediately required for movement to keep herself moving. Her personality matrix quit first, followed by her breathing, and then finally her entire active program. All that remained were her drive system, and two processors to control her direction..

All through Friday, Shannon walked mindlessly down the road, in the futile hope of reaching her destination before her PMU failed.