As a writer, I’m able to envisage a world of infinite possibilities …. but with the advent of AI, even some of my most outlandish and bizarre fancies are becoming available through on-line vendors…. A prime example is what I mean ……. autonomous, mood sensing dildos.
The AI Premium Joy-Kit White.
The AI Premium Joy-Kit Black.
These electronic, mood-sensing dildos are supplied as a complete kit, with an assortment of supporting accessories, and are specifically designed for use by females.
But with its larger battery and extra features, the Joy-Kit Black is by far the most popular version.
Both types come with integral, long leather belt-straps attached to the protruding, external, “battery tube” end of dildo, with one strap for each thigh, to hold it securely and resolutely, deep in its place.
The J-K Black comes with electronic wrist straps, one for each wrist, with built-in battery-packs and sensors, so the wrist straps can real-time monitor each roving hand’s location.
The duration of each session is imposed by automatic locks on the thigh-strap buckles, with the dildo's micro-processor in command of the whole process …….. After the dildo has been lubed and inserted and the final thigh-strap, time-lock buckle has been latched into its place, the dildo then automatically assesses the mood of its user, and the duration of the session gets locked in. All the various functions are then energized and launched, in accordance with the mood which has been detected …..
The speed …. The technique …. The ribbed texture …. The length and girth ….. The vibrations and pulsations …….... But real-time adjustments are constantly in flux, as the dildo monitors the user’s ever changing heart-rate …………………..
Unfortunately, there was a catastrophic design fault built into the inaugural batch of Joy-Kit Black, affecting over 10,000 dildos. When these AI dildos had detected an increase in heart-rate, the vigor of its actions and its overall dimensions also increased, leading to a destructive and alarming, vicious cycle. The higher the heart-rate, the harder and faster it let rip. With the unexpected bloating of its dimensions and the sudden surge of vigor, this may cause the heart-rate to abnormally spike, at which point the girth expands further, the length spontaneously grows, and the oscillating pulses becomes more frenzied and frenetic, spiraling the whole process completely out of control.
There’s been documented cases of women who were screaming in anguish as their automatic dildos went berserk. The gossip and rumors eventually hit the mainstream media, leading to calls for the J-K Black version to be re-branded and sold as “The Rude-Mood, Unstoppable Black Rapist”. The Government said this new name was racist and couldn’t be allowed, but when the whole story went viral, everyone knew what the J-K Black was capable of, and the on-line sales had shot up through the roof.
The new customers were mostly spinsters and widows, but many were bought by men, who in turn handed them over to their wives. But even for a horny woman, if the dildo went rogue, it could be way too much to handle. One young woman in her early 20s said the first time her dildo went rogue, its girth became huge, it started pulsating like crazy, then it went at her for more than three hours. When she was asked if that had been a one-off event, she said, no, it would go rogue three or four times every week. She then added that her older sister had said she must be using it wrong and insisted on taking it away to give it a try. But the sister reported back the dildo’s behavior was even worse that she thought, and went rogue every night for three weeks. She said each night the session lasted more than four hours, and only ended when the batteries had run flat. She said the whole experience had been horrific, strapping it in place night after night, hoping for a sensuous and pleasant session, but the thing then going rouge when the last time-lock buckle was clicked shut, then going at her for four hours like a demented fiend. She said she re-read the instructions to try comply with its guidelines, but every single night turned out to be the same. She’d been projecting pleasant thoughts, not realizing the AI sensors were designed to act on “mood”, and her excited trepidation triggered its “rape” mode every single night.
So when its systems had self-set and its parameters had locked in, the dildo began to swell as it then pulsed a fervid throb …. the dildo knew its mission ...... it must rape her.
Vindictive, relentless, inflicting not just one orgasm, but seeking twenty, as she fought and bucked and screamed, fearful this lewd outrage may never stop. When asked why she hadn’t tried to unlatch the buckles, she said if her hands went anywhere near the dildo, the wrist straps would zap her, so she'd kept her hands well out of the way, gripping white-knuckle tight on the bed head-board.
But, like she said to her sister at the end of her three week nightmare ……. at least I know how it feels to be gang-raped.
The young lady finally acknowledged she couldn’t control the dildo and its propensity to rape, having deduced it was probably from the first batch. When she announced she was gonna throw it in the trash, her Mom stepped in and said no. She said the full extent of its self-serving AI powers were as yet unknown, and in the wrong hands it could be very dangerous. Mom said because of the dildo's track-record of debauched, controlling behavior whilst in rape-mode and never knowing when it should stop, it was far too risky to simply dump it in the trash. Mom insisted her daughter hand it over, along with its cordless charger and its wrist straps, and she’d ensure that nasty monster was disposed of properly, and bring its reign of torment to an end ..............
Mom then added, this whole sordid episode has been really bad, so best to keep it a secret so that no-one found out, and it was certainly best not to tell Dad.
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I hear there’s a men-only version being tested at the moment, and will be coming onto the market very soon …………
But that’s a whole new, different story
