Robotic Bond (3)

And so no one heard her screams as the robot approached her. 'Please Bruno, don't do this,' she begged, trembling as he gripped her wrists again. His penis brushed her arm, a long cold length, and she shuddered. She struggled hard, but the robot had been made for defending human life, and had strength to match the strongest of assailants. Only, now he was the assailant, his fingers bruising her wrist as he dragged it to the bedpost, then looped a leather belt tightly around and fastened it securely in the notch he made with the sharp point of his artificial nails. Before Bianca could try and untie her wrist, the other was seized and bound to the opposite bedpost. Weeping, Bianca struggled wildly against the bonds, kicking and thrashing, but the belts were too tight, and it was only she who got hurt when her feet connected with the metal creature. 'I want you to beg,' he said, the words so unexpected that for a moment Bianca froze, staring at him in disbelief. It was not her Bruno speak