Manage a Plaything 

   Dr.  Bob Little climbed out of his robot-car and entered his house.

   "I'm home, Lisette," he announced.

   A pretty girl age about 25 appeared in the doorway, and ran up to him,
giving him a big kiss.

   "How is my sweet Plaything?" he asked.

   "Wonderful, Dr.  Bob, now that you are home."

   "What did you do today?"

   "I just watched some television and talked to some of my friends in the
brothel.  It was fun, but then they had to see a client."

   "Do you miss being in the brothel?"

   "I miss my friends, but I would rather work here.  The work is easier
and I like being with you."

   "Thank you, my sweet Plaything."

   He embraced her.  He felt her body underneath her short jacket.

   "Do you want me to pleasure you?" she asked brightly.

   "In a minute.  I just want to check my computer."

   She stood next to him, while he checked a few things in the house.  He
ordered dinner from his chef robot.  All tasks in running the house were
performed by computers and robots.  She then followed him into the bedroom.
He pushed off her jacket, revealing her naked body.  Lisette was about
three inches shorter than Bob.  She had prominent round breasts and a
narrow waist.  Because she was a Plaything, her hair was cut short, on both
her head and her pubis.

   Playthings were people who were genetically engineered especially to
give and receive sexual pleasure.  Because of their limited intelligence,
Playthings had no civil rights, but they were protected by the state from
exploitation and abuse.  About two thirds of all Playthings were female,
but women had access to male Playthings, called Studs, in the same way. 
All Playthings were sterile, except for a limited number of Studs that
could be used by a woman who wanted to conceive a child.  Many Playthings
lived and worked in brothels, but some like Lisette, were hired to private
employers.  A Plaything who worked privately did not make as much money as
working in a brothel, but the work was usually less demanding.

   Bob sat on the bed, kissing Lisette's prominent nipples.  She rapidly
got excited from the slightest touch.

   "I want you to pleasure me, Lisette," he announced.

   She knelt on the floor by the bed.  She undid his jump suit, and pealed
it off his back.  She then seized his penis with her hand.  She leaned
forward to put it in her mouth.  She started to suck on it, letting it get
hard.  He closed his eyes, trusting her to maximize his excitement.  She
kissed the entire perimeter of his cylinder, and squeezed his balls.  He
never tired of her ministrations, even though they had been doing this
everyday for several years.

   Finally, he pushed her away.

   He announced, "Turn around and lean against the wall.  I want to take
you that way."

   She did so.  He felt her pussy.  Because she was a Plaything, it was
usually very easy to get her moist and excited.  He squatted down until his
hard prick was level with her slit.  He then pushed up, filling her twat.

   She urged, "That feels great, Dr.  Bob.  Please fuck me, please."

   "Yes.  I want to fuck my little Plaything."

   He placed his hands on her shoulders for balance, and used them o
leverage his thrusts.  He jammed into her hard and fast.  Because he knew
she would cum regardless, he mainly worried about his own pleasure.  He
moved in all the way, and then almost removed his cock.  He then pushed in
as deep as possible.  He maintained his deep rhythm until he felt the
pleasure building in his prick.  He knew he was about to explode.

   "I am going to fill you, now, my little slut," he announced,

   "Oh doctor, cum in me."

   "Yes!  Now!" he grunted, feeling the sparks flash in his prick.  He kept
spurting more and more cum, each squirt accompanied by a grunt of pleasure.


   After he was empty, he pulled back and sat on the bed.  By this time a
robot announced that dinner was ready.

   Bob said, "Lisette, let's shower ourselves off and have dinner.  I am
having some friends over to watch the soccer match on television.  It is a
semi-final championship game."

   Lisette asked, "Will your friends want me to entertain them?"

   "We'll see."

   Bob had been divorced for about ten years.  Eventually, the only things
that is wife and he had in common was the love of their two children. 
After the divorce, Bob started visiting Lisette and other Playthings in the
brothel.  When his children left to live with their mother, Bob hired
Lisette as a private Plaything.

   Bob worked as a computer assisted surgeon.  Lasers and robots could
perform surgery safer and faster than he could do by hand.  In this
society, computers did everything possible.  The only tasks delegated to
humans were the care of machines, the care of people who cared for
machines, the aesthetic and spiritual rolls that made life worthwhile, and
the small number of tasks that could not be performed by a robot, such as
sex.  Hence the need for Playthings.

   All people were genetically adjusted to reduce disease and maximize
selected skills.  To keep the society under control without compromising
personal freedom, strict population control was necessary.  A woman could
raise only two children if married, and only one if not.  Any additional
children were taken to be raised as sterile Playthings.

   Bob's friends arrived for the game.  Mark was another physician in the
hospital, while Harry taught computer science in the university.  They sat
in the television room, munching on crackers and cheese.  Lisette sat on
the floor, near Bob.  He stroked her hair, like petting a puppy.  However,
he stopped playing with her as he got more involved with the match.

   When he got up to get more cheese, Harry encouraged Lisette to lean on
his knee.  When Bob returned, Harry asked, "Bob, do you mind if I touch
Lisette?"

   He replied, "It is alright with me if it's alright with her.  I am proud
to share my little play slut with my friends."

   Lisette whispered, "I always like being touched by a man."

   One reason Bob hired Lisette was the addition status of having enough
money to have his personal sex toy.  He also enjoyed sharing her with
friends who would appreciate what she could do.

   Harry put his hand on Lisette's bare ass.  She crawled between Harry and
Mark.

   She asked, "Do you want me to pleasure you?"

   Harry smiled, but Mark added, "Yes.  That would be nice."

   She reached the men's flies, and pulled them open in turn.  She
extracted each penis, and inspected them.  She leaned toward Harry, to lick
him, while still holding Mark.  She then switched so she could suck Mark
instead.  She moved back and forth between the men, exerting just enough
force to get each man hard and stimulated.  While she was sucking Harry,
Mark leaned down to undo her robe.  He rubbed her breasts, making them feel
like hard melons.

   Harry asked, "Bob, do you want some of her, too?"

   He replied, "No.  I'll take her to bed later.  You have fun with my
little fuck toy now."

   That gave Mark and Harry permission to do what ever they wanted with
Lisette.

   Harry said, "Lisette, take off our clothes so we can fuck you properly."

   She smiled and complied with the request.

   She asked, "How do you want me, sirs?"

   Mark asked, "Are you ready?"

   She replied, "I'm always ready."

   Harry said, "Just climb on the couch so you can suck Mark better, while
I fuck you from behind."

   When she attached her mouth to Mark's pecker, Harry inserted his finger
in her hole.  She was indeed moist, as she squirmed to get more of his
hand. Harry stood behind her to position his prick at her entrance.  He
started to move into her steadily, leaving her to take care of Mark.  She
concentrated on what she was doing to him.  Each thrust by Harry pushed her
down on Mark.  She looked at Mark's face to realize that she was pushing
him into the stratosphere.

   Her primary task was to make Mark cum in her face.  She bobbed on his
rod, using her lips to pressure the tip.  Mark was about to lose control.
The wonderful sensations on his prick were too much.  His breathing became
so rapid he was gasping and grunting.  He pushed her head onto his prick as
he exploded into her mouth.

   He demanded, "Drink me up, you slut."

   She gulped down his cum, in multiple mouthfuls.  As she did so, Harry
also began to lose it.  He grabbed her tits to pull her back to him.  He
grunted as his prick started glowing.  He burned his way deep into her,
until his cum put out the fire.  Throughout this session, Lisette was able
to reach three orgasms before both men were finished.

   Lisette leaned back smiling, her face and body covered with cum.  By the
time they recovered, Mark and Harry realized that the home team has scored
two goals, and were about to qualify for the championship.



   Lisette leaned back on the couch opening her legs.  She let Mark and
Harry do what ever they wanted with her body.  However, by the time Mark
and Harry began to recover their erections, the game was over.  They
decided to resume drinking their wine until it was time to go home.

   That night, Bob took Lisette to bed, after she had cleaned herself off.

   She asked, "Did my encounter with your friends turn you on?"

   "Yes, it did."

   "Then why didn't you take me back then?"

   "Because I can take you now."

   He liked having a sex toy who was always available and who would comply
with his every demand.

   He pushed her back roughly, almost attacking her breasts.  He climbed on
top of her chest, pushing his cock in her mouth.  She accepted him eagerly.
A good Plaything was always ready for more sex.  He touched her pussy, but
it was still damp from Harry's cum.

   Bob said roughly, "I don't want to feel Harry in you.  Get some
lubricating jelly.  I want to fuck your tight ass."

   As a Plaything, Lisette liked it in the rectum as much as she liked sex
anywhere else on her body.  She put some jelly on Bob's prick.  She then
smeared some in her buttocks.  She leaned on the bed, thrusting her rear
end in the air.  Bob saw his opportunity.

   Bob sank to his knees on the bed.  He positioned his prick by her rectum
and slowly pushed it in.  Lisette knew how to relax her sphincters, letting
him pierce her bowels.

   Bob muttered, "You are so tight.  This feels wonderful."

   Lisette replied, "Fuck my ass, sir.  Cum in my rectum.  I want you to
fill me there."

   Bob started to pump her.  He pinched and squeezed her nipples.  She
pushed back at him, letting him penetrate as deep as possible.  He stated
pounding her rear, letting his pelvis slap against her tush.  The friction
increased the pressure on Bob's prick.  Lisette was also moaning loudly. 
She had no difficulty cumming with an ass full of prick.  She screamed as
the strongest orgasm of the day roared through her body.  She kept
screaming until the dam burst on Bob's prick, letting it overflow into her
anus.  Bob grunted as each spasm of pleasure poured into her.

   When he was finished, Lisette fell forward onto the bed.  Bob pulled out
and lay next to her.  They quietly cuddled.

   She said quietly, "Thank you, Dr.  Bob for sharing me with your friends
and for fucking me in the ass.  This was my best day of sex in weeks."

   With that she fell asleep.

   One day Bob came home, looking a bit busier than usual.  He resisted
Lisette's suggestion that they have sex.

   He announced, "We're going out tonight."

   "Where are you going?"

   "No, we're going out tonight.  You and me.  Get ready, but you need not
dress up special."

   "Where are we going?"

   "We're having dinner with my friend Helene at her house."

   Lisette remembered Helene visiting Bob a few times.  She felt rejected
because they went into the bedroom, and did not invite Lisette to join
them. She also remembered a few times when Bob would get very passionate
after a visit from Helene or another woman.

   "Does she want me to join you?"

   "She specifically mentioned bringing you along."

   Helene was one of several women with whom Bob had a relationship.  She
worked as a software engineer and designer, where she had to travel a lot.
He did not expect it to be exclusive, and neither did she.  Neither one
expected the relationship to lead to marriage or anything else.  It was
just a way to enjoy each other.  They appreciated the variety of having
several available partners.  Helene had conceived a son with the help of a
Stud, but she felt that marriage would limit her freedom.

   Bob set the robocar to Helene's address.  But he also set instructions
for a wine store.

   He told Lisette, "It is polite to bring some wine when visiting
someone's house for dinner."

   When they arrived at Helene's house, she greeted them both warmly,
giving each a passionate kiss.  They noticed that three places had been set
for dinner.

   Helene explained, "My son is visiting my sister this weekend, so I
decided to take advantage of the opportunity to see some friends."

   She opened the wine.  She said, "Thank you for the wine.  A good wine is
so idiosyncratic.  It is harder to write a program to develop a good wine
than to program an arterial graft.  I know, because I've tried."

   Bob replied, "I like parts of your arterial graft program."

   At dinner, Helene's robot delivered a pasta and meat sauce dish.

   Bob was enthusiastic.  He gushed, "This is delicious, Helene.  Which
program did you use?"

   "I didn't use a program.  I cooked it myself, by hand.  I enjoy cooking,
as a hobby.  I usually don't have the time to do it just for myself, but I
love to do it for friends."

   Both Bob and Lisette gave Helene a number of sincere compliments on her
cooking.

   After dinner, Helene suggested than the sit in the media room.

   She said, "Even though I enjoy cooking, I let my robot clean up.  Let me
sit between you two, so I can get to know Lisette better."

   She sat such that she could be close to both of them.  Helene wore a
long dress, with an open top so she could display her cleavage.  Bob put
her arm around her.  Helene kissed him passionately.  She then turned and
kissed Lisette.

   Bob opened the catch on Helene's dress, letting her breasts pour out. 
Helene opened Lisette's jacket, showing her chest.

   Helene commented, "Look.  My boobs are almost as big as Lisette."

   She let Bob fondle her, and fondle Lisette too.

   She announced, "Let's take this party into the bedroom.  I have to use
the bathroom.  In the meanwhile, Lisette, remove your master's clothes."

   When she emerged, Helene was naked except for her panties.  Bob was also
naked, except for his shorts.  Lisette was naked, except for nothing.

   Bob stood and gave Helene a passionate hug, pulling her body to him.  He
felt her ass through her panties.

   Bob suggested, "Lisette, let's pleasure Helene in honor of the delicious
dinner she prepared for us."

   They pushed Helene down on the bed.  Bob kissed one breast, while
Lisette kissed the other.  Bob placed his hand on her panties.  He put a
few fingers inside the panties, pushing them down.

   Bob said, "Lisette, let's take her panties.  Then you can suck her
nipples, while I finger her.  If she enjoys it, you can suck her clitoris."

   With Helene's panties gone, Bob placed several fingers in her slit.  He
moved them for several minutes.  Lisette leaned over to lick her clit. 
Soon they had Helene moaning with pleasure.  They kept it up as Helene
thrashed around the bed.  Bob alternated his attentions between her tits
and her pussy.  Helene pushed against Lisette's head, trying to get as much
contact as possible.  Lisette accommodated her by using her lips to suck
her clit into her mouth.  Helene's moans were degenerating into wordless
squeaks.  She gasped as one orgasm after another bathed her body.  Bob and
Lisette maintained their ministrations until Helene showed signs of
depletion.  They then withdrew their attentions.

   Helene lay back, with Bob on top of her.  He covered her with kisses,
but then relaxed.

   Helene commented, "That was great, guys.  You know how to take care of a
girl.  Let me relax for a minute, and then I'll return the favor."

   Helene got up and climbed on top of Bob.  She kissed him all over.

   Helene said, "Lisette, take his shorts.  Then we can get him totally
excited."

   Helene and Lisette took turns sucking Bob's cock.  They had slightly
different touches, which gave Bob a fantastic feeling.  Bob just lay there,
soaking in the feeling.  His prick was getting rock hard.

   Bob announced, hoarsely, "I'm not sure I can last much longer, Helene."

   She replied, "Then I have better place for you to put it."

   She disengaged her lips and pushed Lisette away.  She climbed on top of
him until her pussy was above his prick.  She took him in her hand, and
delivered it easily into her warm hole.  She used her hips and knees to
lower herself onto him.  Once she was firmly in place, she turned to
Lisette.

   She said, "Lisette, I want you too.  Play with my tits while I fuck
Bob."

   She slowly bounced on Bob's penis, until her weight had him fully
inside. She took her time, letting the passion build.

   She sighed, "Oh Bob.  This feels so good.  I want it to last."

   She gradually built up speed and pressure.  She arched her back, as the
pleasure began to climb out of her pussy and roar through her pelvis.

   Bob muttered, through his teeth, "I can't hold on much longer, Helene."

   "Just one more minute, then let it go."

   "Yes, Helene!  Yes!  Yes!" Bob grunted.  His prick exploded with a
series of spasmodic spurts.  He pushed up with his knees, almost tossing
her off his body.  She held on, grabbing onto to Lisette in the process.



   Helene pulled herself off Bob's slowly deflating prick, and lay on the
bed next to him.  Lisette lay next to her, too.

   Bob said, `Helene, that was wonderful."

   She replied, "Yes, it was.  But what about Lisette?  She should have
some pleasure, too."

   Bob indicated, "Don't worry about her.  She's a Plaything.  She can get
off at the slightest stimulation."

   As if to check, Helene reached into her drawer and extracted a thick
dildo.  She said, "Put this between your legs, Lisette."

   Helene inserted the dildo in Lisette's pussy, and moved it around. 
Within a minute, Lisette was groaning wildly, moaning and screaming, as if
she had turned on a machine.  Helene moved the dildo for several minutes,
and then finally pulled it out.  Lisette came down from her passion, as if
the machine was cooling down.

   Helene observed, "Wow.  I've never seen a woman cum that hard and that
fast.  I am almost envious."

   "Then you've never seen Lisette or another Plaything."

   While they were resting, Helene commented, "You are both wonderful
lovers.  You are almost as good as a Stud Plaything."

   Lisette said, "I haven't had a Stud since my initiation as a Plaything.
How does a Stud compare with an ordinary man, like Bob?"

   "For providing sheer physical pleasure, a Stud is much better.  His
penis is thicker and longer, and he can somehow pull my clitoris better. 
In addition, during intercourse, a Stud will not finish until I tell him to
finish, so he can last quite a while.  On the other hand, Bob is better at
the emotional aspects of intimacy.  You can't feel close to an illiterate
fucking machine.  I have even considered writing a program for a robot
Stud, but I think it would be too hard and not provide whatever emotional
feeling I would get with a human Stud."

   "Normally, we are not allowed to have sex with Studs."

   "That is a good thing, too.  You would tear each other apart."

   She kissed Bob, and snuggled up to him.

   "I'm glad I can have both, in turn," she sighed.

   Bob added, "I'm glad I can have both you and Lisette."

   They cuddled and slept for half an hour.  Then Helene instructed a robot
to bring them some wine and cheese.



   Finally, Helene said, "I feel grimy.  Let's take showers."

   They used Helene's large shower stall.  First, Bob and Lisette washed
Helene, giving special attention to her tits and bush.  Then Helene and
Lisette washed Bob, giving attention to his semi-hard cock.  Lisette just
washed herself along the way.  Helene noticed Bob's cock would respond
whenever she, or especially Lisette, nudged it an any way.

   They dried off and returned to bed.  In the meanwhile, Helene's robots
had changed the sheets.  Helene and Lisette lay on their backs, with Bob in
between.  He kissed and played with them sensuously, making them giggle.

   Finally, Bob said, "Helene, it's almost morning.  We have to go soon."

   Helene replied, "In that case do me one big favor before you go.  Please
fuck me."

   "I'm not a Stud, Helene."

   "You were planning to take Lisette home and fuck her, right?"

   "Yes."

   "Then why can't you fuck me in the same way.  Look, if you would rather
be with Lisette than me, that's fine.  But then we would have to eliminate
the sex as part of our relationship."

   "I don't want to do that.  It's just that you said that a Stud is better
than me."

   "I said that a Stud is different, not better.  You are the closest thing
to a Stud in my bed right now.  Do you want to fuck me, or not?"

   "I want to fuck you."

   "Lisette, get this man ready to fuck me.  I want him so hard I'll get
nailed to the bed."

   Lisette moved over until she was ready to suck Bob's cock.  She mouthed
and handled it until it rose to its former glory.  Bob used his hands on
Helene until he was sure she was ready.  Neither task took long.  Bob
climbed on top and positioned his prick between her legs.

   Bob said, "Here I go, Helene, ready or not."

   "I'm ready.  Give it me as hard as you can.  "

   Bob jammed it in hard and deep.

   Helene muttered, "Oooh, that feels good.  Now do me."

   Bob instructed, "Helene, put your legs over my shoulders so I have
complete access to you.  Lisette, lick her ass.  She just washed it."

   "Oooh, lick my ass.  That feels so wonderfully wicked."

   Bob began banging into Helene.  She wailed with each deep thrust. 
Because Bob had had another ejaculation earlier, he had no difficulty
maintaining his erection now.  He had the strength to go on.  Helene felt
engulfed by the erotic tension.

   She moaned breathlessly, "That is so wonderful.  You're making me cum
again."

   She lost herself in another orgasmic eruption.

   Even though she relaxed, Bob did not relent.  He moved deep inside her
for another two minutes.  Then he suddenly stopped.

   Helene said, concerned, "What is the matter?  Did you finish?"

   "Nothing is the matter.  Turn over.  I want to finish you like an
animal."

   Helene giggled.  "I like it that way, too.  Fuck me again.  Make me cum.
Do me for all you're worth."

   Helene got on her hands and knees, as Bob entered her from behind. 
Lisette crawled over until she was on her back, beneath Helene.

   Helene said, "Yes, Lisette.  I want you too."

   Lisette positioned herself until she was directly under Helene.  The
women rubbed each other's tits.  Bob was able to play with both sets of
boobs simultaneously.  Lisette moved until her clitoris was below Helene's.
As Bob pushed down on Helene, she pushed down on Lisette.  Both women were
yelping like animals as their excitement reached new levels.

   Helene demanded, "Fuck the daylights out of me."

   "Me too," Lisette added.

   Bob moved so hard, the daylights left.  The women were conscious of
nothing except their own pleasure.  Bob decided to give everything he had.
He increased speed and pressure until he felt the fire in his prick.  He
grunted, firing several large dollops of cream deep into her eager womb.

   Bob felt drained.  He fell beside the women.  Helene also fell, putting
her full weight on Lisette.  Finally, Helene rolled over, too.

   Bob asked, "How do you feel now, Helene?"

   "Well fucked indeed.  You were fantastic.  As good as any Stud."

   "I just want to leave you satisfied."

   They lay quietly for several minutes.

   Then Bob said, "We have to go home, Helene.  It is almost morning."

   Helene offered some wordless acknowledgement as Bob and Lisette climbed
out of bed.  After using the bathroom, they got dressed to leave.  Each
leaned over to give Helene one final good-by kiss.  Helene contentedly fell
asleep, wearing nothing but her smile.