Pleasing the Boss Man
(Art done by the wonderful Altop_Ilust from discord/twitter)
“Wonderful work out there, Girl! Hahaha!” Hal exclaimed. Waving a stack of dollar pills with an overjoyed expression on his face. Leaning back on his office chair with his legs resting on his table, while enjoying the spoils of his robot fighter’s work. “Let me tell ya, you should have seen that old bear’s face when you ripped his bimbo’s head clean off! Gosh darn priceless!” He laughed.
“Pheh! I was just giving the crowd what they wanted. His damn fault that he pitted a sexbot against this bad-bitch! Hmph!” Brun, in her naked glory, flexed her arms to prove her point, only for her Boss to laugh harder.
“Hahahaha! Damn right!” He agreed. “I swear to you this, girl!. I could ‘hear’ his wallet scream in anguish when he handed over that briefcase! Heheheh!...” Hal chuckled, before both occupants in the room fell silent for a time. The only sounds being that of the chair Hal sits on, creaking as he slowly rocked back and forth. And the numb hum of Hilda’s internal cooling fans and systems running.
Then Hal stopped “...Say, did that bitch manage to shake anything up inside you?” He asked with a caring voice.
Brun get’s surprised by her boss’s question, before rolling her eyes and shaking her head. “Oh, don’t worry! That whore may have pulled a fast one on me, but she sure as hell didn’t break anything impotent!... Tho…” She paused, eyes blinking blue for a bit while she reached her right arm around to her back, caressing it up along her spine as best she could. “From what both my diagnostic and sensory systems says, my back feels a bit fucking sour from that slam-dunk”
“Hmm…” He hummed, before swinging his legs down from the table and opens one of the drawers, pulling out a few tools. “Come over here and let me look at it, girl…” He beconded with a hand gesture.
Brun with her hard coded ‘Hard-ass’ personality, looks away for a second with a scuff, before complying. Metallic hoofed feet clopping along the fine wooden floor until she stood right before the sitting country bull.
Hal looks her up and down with a smirk, whistling a little just to annoy the fembot mare, who just rolls her eyes and scuffs again.
Giving a little twirl with his index finger, Brun turns around until her hard and toned ass stood before the minotaur, who, after admiring the mare’s magnificently chiseled dumptruck, gives one of her cheeks a squeeze. Making her tail do a whiplash in the air, and her a little surprised neigh.
After a little laugh, Hal goes to work. Grabbing the robo-mare by her hips, the mino pulls her down onto his lap with a slight grunt, and a surprised gasp from Brun. Once her ass was firmly planted on top of his crotch, he then pushed Brun forward down to better have a look of her back. Running his hand up along her spine, feeling the fine and smooth synthetic fur that adorned her body grace along the palm of his gruff hand, he finds after a few seconds what he was looking for.
Pressing down on an internal button, with a weirdly satisfying numbed click, a rectangular shaped piece of Brun’s back pops up with a ‘hiss’. Grabbing the piece and moving it over onto the table, Hal peeps into his boxer’ inner workings.
For the most part, everything seemed to be in working order. Sensory circuits, on top of mandatory data couplings, were in pristine conditions. No fluid-tank leakage to be seen in the slightest. Power flow was going fine as well. But then when he got to prodding her spinal structure with a screwdriver, he found the problem when a few sparks ejected from the minorly damaged spine segment, which caused Brun’s leg to spasm slightly.
“Aaah! Ar’ knew that bitch had knocked something loose when she slammed you like that. A few of ya spine joints are knocked crooked by a few cm’s…” He gave his diagnosis with slight annoyance, before grabbing some other tools and going about realigning her spine.
“Oh really? Huh… Well aint that-*KZZT!* Aaaaahhh~!” She was saying, before letting out a deep and wanting moan of bliss the moment Hal shifted her bent spine ever so slightly.
Brun grabs her mouth in shock, and Hal stops in place to look up at the robo-mare with equal surprise. Both went deafeningly silent after Brun’s sodden ‘Lusty’ outburst.
“...Did… Did you just…” Hal began, sounding a bit bemused, only to be stopped when Brun pressed harder down on his crotch. Head snapped around as far as it could to glare bloody daggers at the bull man, with pupils glowing a menacing red.
“Shut the fuck up, and get on with it!” She growled at him, before snapping away with a pissed huff.
Doing as the flustered mare demanded, Hal went back to realigning the horse-bot’s spine. All the while said horse would spontaneously burst out either a moan or three, or shortly spazz out for a moment, with each spinal ‘brick’ he pushed back in place.
But then, the moment he pushed the last brick into it’s right position, something clicked inside the robotic equine. Both literally and metaphorically.
“Ooooohh… Ooh?... Ooooohh~” She forebodingly moaned. “Heheheh… My my, Boss… That felt REALLY good~. Those meaty grippers of your’s are just fantastic as always… In more ways than one~” She said in a mix of her usually brutish tone, and a flirtatious one. Twisting her torso a bit to better look back at the bull-man with dreamy eyes and a devious smirk.
“Uuuh?… Yeah, girly. That kinda comes with the job when you are-”
“Shush!” Brun hushed him, clasping a hand around his muzzle and closing it shut.
“Boss… Have i ever told you how handsome you look?~” She asked, before letting go of his muzzle
“Uuuh? A few rare times you have… But for the most part you’ve only called me either dumb, OR a meathead, whenever I tease you…”
“Well this time i mean it and say it with every nanofiber of every single circuit in my frame, big man~...” She said, and rose up from Hal’s lap. Turning around, she then leaned down against the bull, tits pressing against his chest while both of them looked deep into eachothers eyes. Lust brewing up a storm quickly.
“It’s been over a week since last we’ve fucked… How About we fix that right now, Boss man~” She said with a lustful hunger in her voice, before locking their lips with the bull’s in a vigorous kiss.
With Brun locking them into a fierce tongue battle, Hal didn’t need more incentive to accept the robotic mare’s offer. His arms embracing the brualy mare closer, with one arm roping around her back, and the other taking a firm grasp onto the back of her metallic skull, pressing their muzzles harder together, as Hal tries and succeeds in being the dominant one in their brutish makeout session.
Hal wasn’t the only one getting a bit handsy, as Brun’s left hand caressed Hal’s right shoulder, while her right had found pouches on the Bull’s crouch. Giving it a few squeezes and feeling how it was already close to half mast under Hal’s pants, which made the mare hum a small chuckle amidst their smooching.
Deeming that enough is enough, Brun disengages from their kiss with a wet “Mmwaaa~”, Leaving behind a small string of saliva that still connects them. Then, she proceeded to slide down Hal’s frame until she was down on her knees, and her muzzle only a few inches away from the Bullman’s denting crouch.
Unbuttoning his tailor made jeans before then pulling both them and his underpants down below his ankles, Brun is greeted by the bull’s thick and sturdy scepter of pulsating meat, flopping out and then smacking down against her face and left eye. She gasps shortly when Hal’s dick hit’s her face, before chuckling all amused.
“Hahahaha! Man, baby! It’s always such a surprise when your schmiet flops out like that, no matter how many times we’ve done this~” She said, lust dripping from her voice, before she began to run her long and warm tongue up along the side, and crown, of his flat tipped shaft.
Hal Leans back in his chair, and lets out a pleased sigh. Fingers clenching around the edge of the chair’s armrests for a moment, before stretching out fully as he gives a small moan, right as she began to nibble on his tip.
“HoOo-Holy moly…” He moaned, as Brun slid down to the base where his cuck and balls met. Sticking her snout right in the middle and began to nibble and lick the area with teasing strokes of her tongue, even so far as to suck one of his tennis ball sized gonads into her mouth for a few seconds now an again, while enjoying the feel of her boss’s cuck laying up along the middle of her face
A few minutes later of him getting his Jr. serviced, and a few gentle and loving headpats on the servicing mare’s swaying head, does Brun proceed to the next ‘Fun’ step of their session.
Opening her maw with her tongue stretched out, she lightly and quickly claps the tip of his long salami against it for a few times, before then swallowing the whole of Hal’s mino pride in one go. The thick and flat-headed meat he called a dick, getting enveloped in the mare-bot’s smooth and warm synth flesh of a throat. Tailor made to feel like the actual real thing, while providing benefits that a normal throat could never provide.
Brun Hums a cheeky hum, which sends almost electric vibrations through Hal’s dick and up his spine. Looking up at him with an equally cheeky look with her lightly glowing eyes, before one of her hands sneaks it’s way up to grab his family jewels in an iron grip, tho a VERY light one, making the Bull grunt and groan in a mix of pain and arousal.
This went on for a few minutes, with Brun shifting between quick salvoes of fast head bops, to long and slow segments of deepthroating his rod down to the base. Hal, understandably, was getting dangerously close to finishing, as his cuck and balls began to quiver and twitch in Hilda’s mouth and hand. Warning her of his imminent climax of hefty proportions.
But the mare had other ideas. She didn’t want her one-and-only boss to blow his load just yet, no, she wanted that warm goodness shot deep inside her hungry honey-pot.
Giving his rod a few more powerful sucks, slurping all of the salty pre she could down her synthetic gullet, she releases it with a satisfying *Plup!* and grabs it with both of her sturdy hands. Pumping it a few times, then sandwiching it between her enticing bosom for a few pleasing rubs, before then giving it one final and long kiss on its crown, as she then stood back up again with a savage grin and a fire in her eyes.
Making a short chuckle, Brun proceeds to turn around and then bend over Hal’s table, hard, knocking various pencils, papers, and other small knick-knacks off and across the floor. Twisting her head around, Brun huffs a steam cloud out her nostrils, while her tail whips about, and her presented ass and glistening, steaming pussy, was waiting impatiently for the big bull to come and claim his prize.
“Grrr~ Come on stud! I can’t handle that sweet piece of meat’s taste anymore!” She barked, slapping one of her asscheeks with a hard *Clap!* and pulling said cheek slightly aside to better show her goods. “I want you boss, no, I NEED you to plow my big slutty ass with your monster of a cuck!” She half barked, half moaned, while shaking her ass vigorously. Desiring him to take her there and now post haste
Not wishing to keep the lady waiting, Hal raises out of his chair, cuck in hand while giving it a few pumps. Three steps later, he now stood behind the needy mare, cuck slapped between her buttechs with a nice *Clap* before he began to saw his hips steadily back and forth along her back crack. Irking out a few more annoyed growls and minor moans from the lusty bot, with a humered grin on his face.
Then, without further adieu nor words, Hal pulls his hips far back until the flat tip of his bull cuck sits in position with Brun’s entrance. Primed and ready to bash her doors down like a battering ram.
A metaphor, which Hal takes to the literal sense, as he rams fourth with the power of a wrecking ball. Pushing Brun forward a bit as her head snaps up into the air, moaning out a deep and long moan of mind blown pleasure. Hell, if Brun wasn’t facing away from him, Hal would have seen two pink hearts flashing in her eyes, the moment he swung into her.
For the next couple of minutes, all that came out of their mouths were moans, grunts, and the occasional sound glitch from Brun’s selection of pitched howls of lust. Getting real into it, Hal began giving the mare’s backside a good few smacks, watching as the synthetic flesh rippled with each hit he made, and Brun’s shocked gasps.
“Rrrraaaa! Yeee-he-he-hesss~! Spank me harder Boss man!. Fucking destroy my insides with that big cuck!” She howled.
“Working on it, girly! Hahaha!” Hal laughed between his grunts of pleasure, kicking his thrusts up a few more gears and adding a bit more force to each one, the room grew louder with the two mammals intense love making. Drowning themselves in the bliss that they both gave one another in unyielding tandem.
It wasn’t long tho, before Hal reached his limit. Brun, with her advanced sensory system, could feel the bullman's cuck quiver and quake, and how his tip was starting to flare within her warm and fleshy depths. Grinning, the robo-mare aimed to make her Boss burst his nuts right away, instead of waiting any longer for his salty goodness.
“Yeah! Aaah~! Come on you big oaf! Paint my insides white with your spunk! Knock this whore horse up nice and good! Aaaaah, Yeee-he-he-heesss~!” She ordered like the horniest bitch alive. Her CPU running on double time from the sheer amount of pleasure data it’s being forced to compute and process.
But thanks to Brun’s ‘pleading’ for Hal’s viral mino load, the big bull boss was more then happy to oblige the horny mare-bot. Slamming his way to the finish line with only a few last hard and powerful thrusts, which made the almost-half-a-ton heavy robot horse, almost fly over the table completely.
But then, as if the world had just decided to pull a little ‘prank’ on them, Hal accidentally slips out of the robo-mare’s warm cave right as he pulled back one last time. And the moment he swung back, cuck gliding up along her ass crack, did he blow his load all over her back… Or that was what would have happened, if Brun didn’t side track him from reattaching her back panel back on. So instead of a nice bukake all over her back, it was now instead a nice bukake ‘drenching’ her internal components. A Small *PZZT!* followed by a small fountain of sparks, ejected out from her open back shortly after the cum landed inside her.
Brun snaps stiffly to attention. Eyes wide and looking straight forward “Er-Errror! liqqqq-uid-uid-uid damage detec-detec-kzzt! Aah-Ah-AA-Aah ye-ye-yessssss-s! KrrK! E1rr-#rro3r!! Fuck-Fuck-Fuck-Fu…” She blurted out, her hands starting to clench and unclench at quick intervals, while her eyes would go from being idle, to instead sporadically snapping to every other direction, separately. Her maw opening and closing without being synched one bit to any of her malfunctioning blabbering, while her lips went between five different emotions every two seconds.
Then the situation evolved, as she would lift and stump her hooves one after the other, followed by one hand shooting to the side and then swing around madly, fingers twisting and bending like crazy to the point that they would almost break. Her head shook to either side all spastically, while her chest panel lit up with a very glitched warning sign, as smoke began to flow out of her ears, and her open back from which Hal was short circuiting her internals with his cum.
Coming down from his orgasm shortly after, Hal dawns an ‘oh shit’ face, as he sees his boxer malfunctioning before him, and his softening and still spewing dick lying between her ass cheeks .
“Aaahh, hell! Hold on, i’ve got ya girl!…” He Exclaimed, and tried reaching for her power button, which was located at the top part of her nape.
But before he could, the mare snapped her torso upwards, bashing him square in the face with her toned back, and pushing the bull away and onto his ass with a heavy *Thud!*, before she then began spazzing out even more. Walking off on unsteady legs, while both her arms were doing a few twitchy chops, before then spinning around in opposite directions, and then back to chopping left, right, up and down. As more smoke and sparks began to flow out of the mechanical horse’s frame.
“Wa-Warning! Error! Warning! Errrr-Danger!-ger!-GER! Mmmm-Majoooo-*PZZT!* Fuc-UcK Yeah!-yEaH!-YEAH! Po-Po-Pound mememe-me haaaa-Erorr! System fail-fail-Failurrrrr-*Kzz-Pzt!* I’m the-the-the BEST braw-braw*Beep-Boop!* Best-eeest SLUT!-Bitch!-Whoooo-RE! Errrr-Yes Daddy!-Boss!-Daddy!-dy-dydydy-duuuu…” She blurted out with a rapidly deteriorating and corrupted voice. Her eyes spinning around madly in their sockets, as Hal’s load was continuing to wreak havoc on Brun’s internal hardware.
But then the situation grew even worse, as with a rather audible ‘Pop-Pow!’ from inside the mare, followed by a burst of sparks blasting out of her open back, did Brun freeze up again. Eyes going wide and crossed once more.
Then, as if given a mind of its own, Brun’s right hand clenched into a fist, before said limb both repeatedly and rather violently proceeded to pummel the absolute shit out of the right side of her head. Quickly scraping off small chunks of her own synth-flesh with each blow it made to her head and face, and even slightly knocking her right eye loose, as minor sparks ejected out from the eye’s corners.
Meanwhile, the mare’s left hand was stuck in a tamer, yet equally destructive loop. The hand would first spank her bee-hind with a loud *Clap!*, then dig its fingers deep into the fake-flesh until blue lubricant-blood would spill out from the deep gouches it made, before then twitching back up again, and repeating the cycle.
Cursing, Hal jumps back onto his feet and quickly thinks about what to do. Panic running rampant in his head. “Fuck! Fuck! FUCK!... Eeeh… Ooh, to hell with it!” He growled, before then proceeding to tackle the malfunctioning mare to the ground with a heavy *boom!*
Brun, in her unstable state, tried to break free to continue her self-destructive mission. But Hal manages to keep her face down and secure, but only barely, as she was quickly beginning to overpower his restraint.
“Grh! Bah! Erg! Gaaa! Am’ sorry ‘bout this, girly…” He said between grunts, while his hand was hastily digging around inside her exposed back, until finding what he was looking for. With a mighty and swift pull, Hal rips out Brun’s powercore with a small roar, followed by a small geyser of sparks flowing out of said fembot’s back.
“E-Er0R-eR1rO#rR/r”R%rr!!” She glitched out, as her limbs began to slow and weaken from the lag of a powersource, doing a last few twitches in their pointless ‘death throes’. “P-P-P#oO%w0W1eRr/rr-CORE!-oRe!-OrE! Ooofffff-LiNnnnn-*Bwep-Bwuub* Ca-Ca-Ca-Caaaatttaaaa-StrOpHic SY-SY-Sys-teeeerm Failiuuuuurrrrrrr….” She droned out, as her systems began to power down for good. Holding her head as far up as her neck could in her downed position, dawning a drowsy smile, as the light in her eyes began to flicker and dim. “Ooooh-Ooohh-Oooohh yyeeessss… Baaaabyyyyyuuuoooooo…..” She slured out one last time, before her head finally fell to the floor with a light and metallic *Plunk*. The light in her eyes faded away, following one last glister of sparks ejecting out of her ear, and a thine trail of white smoke.
Huffing and puffing, Hal, with one knee pressed against the de-powered mare-bot, and one hand holding the still sparking and zapping core, gives both a relieved and sorrowful sigh.
“Haaaa… Welp… At least now I know where half of the winnings are gonna be going into… Huuuu, Damn my gosh ’darn libido!... And luck!” The bull grumbled. But he didn’t get to grovel over this unfortunate incident for long, before the phone on his desk, which had miraculously survived the whole ordeal, began to ring.
Giving an annoyed moan while shaking his head in defeat, Hal rose up from his kneeling restraint on the mare, and moved around the table till he stood over the phone. “*Click* Yes, what is it?” He asked the caller.
“Terribly sorry sir, but Mr. Pangoline from Avalanche Inc. has just arrived and wishes to talk with you” Said Danyel, Hal’s secretary.
“Gaaa, Fucking hell… Can’t you tell him i’m a bit… ‘Busy’ at the moment” He told the secretary, looking over and down at the still slightly twitching Brunhilda.
“You sure, sir? He was rather adamant that it was VERY important that you and him talked” She pressed on.
Moving his head away from the phone for a moment to growl out his frustrations at that info, Hal takes a deep and calm breath, before exhaling. “Tell him to wait just five minutes… I need to clean up my desk…” He told the secretary, before hanging up.
Hal Grabs his face in both hands, before letting out a tired groan. “Wrraaarg…… Never can have just a bit of ‘fun’ at the workplace, can i?”
[The End]
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