My Boss Is My Secret Android

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In the third month of being exploited by my boss, I custom-ordered a biosynthetic android that looked exactly like him.

During the day, I'd get yelled at by my boss at the company. At night, I'd tie the android to my bed and have my way with him.

Until one day at the company physical, I accidentally discovered I was pregnant.

When I rushed home in a panic, I saw rows of bodyguards bowing to the android I'd bought:

"Mr. Spencer, the chairman sent us to bring you home."

I stared in confusion: "What?"

I was a humble wage slave.

Because I was exploited daily by my idiot boss Spencer Moore, I'd snapped.

I specifically went on Amazon and spent $999 to custom-order an android modeled after him.

I swore that once it arrived, I'd play with him like a dog!

Slap his face, make him call me master, and force him to stay on his knees at all times!

Make him become my complete and total stress relief tool!

By coincidence, the delivery was efficient. Just as I was fantasizing, a message suddenly came through.

Oh snap, the android had arrived.

The corners of my mouth curved up. My mood lifted considerably.

I glanced at the timeit was time to clock out.

I'd just picked up my bag to bolt when I turned around and crashed straight into someone's pecs.

Holy shit, they're that big?

That well-built?

I instinctively reached out and squeezed, tears unconsciously flowing from the corners of my mouth.

Just as I was about to go for seconds, a familiar male voice came from above my head:

"Want to go a few more rounds?"

A chill instantly spread down my spine. I quickly backed up several steps.

Only then did I clearly see the devastatingly beautiful face before me.

It was Spencer!

The long-haired man tugged at his tie, squinting as he looked me over:

"Where are you planning to go?"

Duh, I'm clocking out!

What, should I go to your house?

I silently complained internally, but on the surface I smiled awkwardly:

"Boss, it's quitting time. I was planning to head home."

Spencer lifted his eyelids:

"There's a company gathering today. Did you forget?"

Hearing that dangerous tone, my head immediately shook like a rattle drum.

"Didn't forget, didn't forget. It's right here in my mind."

"Just now was just a joke. I'll head out right away."

Fuck!

Can't clock out on time again!

I'll get rid of this bloodsucking capitalist sooner or later!

Although I only drank one glass of alcohol in the end, I'm also a one-glass lightweight.

After the team building ended, I could barely stand. Getting home became a problem.

Fortunately, Spencer still had some conscience and offered to drive me home.

In the passenger seat, I tried to fasten my seatbelt but couldn't get it to work.

Just as I was getting frustrated, Spencer suddenly leaned over to help me fasten it.

A cool cedar scent washed over me.

Turning my head, his superior profile was right there.

A small strand of long hair fell onto my collar.

Made me unconsciously swallow and look out the window.

Okay, fine. Although Spencer was exploitative and only knew how to squeeze me dry every day...

He actually looked pretty good...

"Do you want to enter the code yourself or tell me?"

At my front door, the man supported me with one arm while turning his head to ask.

Because of the close distance, his warm breath sprayed across my face.

It tickled.

I couldn't help but pull back a bit.

And told him the code directly.

Just as I was about to walk in, my foot caught on the large delivery box at the doorway.

I stumbled directly into Spencer's arms, crashing into his pecs again.

Really looks slim in clothes, can't tell he's built so well.

I really want to rip his shirt open and slap this spot hard a few times.

"What's this?"

Maybe for the sake of a drunk person, Spencer didn't immediately push me out of his arms.

Instead, he slightly supported my waist to keep me from losing balance and falling again.

Only after I'd had my fill of burying my face in his pecs did I squint and carefully examine the large box at my doorway.

Could it be the custom Spencer android?

At this thought, my heart couldn't help but itch.

Maybe because of the alcohol, I gradually became bolder.

My attitude toward the real deal became increasingly unguarded:

"A good thing."

"A secret."

"You want to know?"

"I'm not telling you."

"Unless..."

I moved close to the long-haired man's ear, deliberately teasing:

"Unless you call me master."

As soon as the words left my mouth, my eyelids started fighting each other. My head tilted, and I couldn't help falling asleep in Spencer's arms.

My lips brushed against something, felt soft and a bit warm...

When I opened my eyes again, I was lying in my own bed.

I shook my headstill had that throbbing hangover pain.

In my peripheral vision, I caught sight of another person's figure.

Scared me so badly my whole body jumped.

Spencer's face immediately came into view.

I reflexively stood up, thinking I was at the company being a corporate slave, wanting to smile and greet him.

But then I noticed the man seemed a bit different from usual.

His expression was more vacant.

And the clothes he was wearing were different from last night's.

A bit smaller, didn't fit quite right.

Could that perfectionist Spencer, who was picky about everything, tolerate that?

My gaze shifted to the opened large box not far from the bed.

Suddenly understood.

Turns out the one standing in front of me wasn't the real Spencer, but the android I bought!

I probably opened it when I came back last night, then forgot about it after blacking out.

"Scared the hell out of me!"

I immediately walked over. Looking at the android's full chest, I gave it a vicious slap.

The sound was exceptionally loud.

Holy shit! This feels way too realistic, doesn't it?

I couldn't help but marvel.

Not just the skineven the facial details were identical to the real Spencer.

After I slapped his chest, an expression of disbelief appeared on his face:

"Wendy, what are you doing?"

Even the voice was exactly the same!

My $999 was really worth it!

Like breaking a seal, I slapped the Spencer android's pecs a few more times, letting out a villainous laugh:

"What am I doing?"

"Of course I'm thoroughly ravaging you!"

"Now hurry up and thank your master!"

With that, I ripped his shirt open.

Online talk is one thing, but in reality, who doesn't want to urgently bury their face in a male mommy's embrace and cry?

I sucked while constantly nuzzling around.

Although I hated how Spencer made me work overtime every day, I craved his face and body!

Damn, this feels great.

The android seemed to have advanced programming installed, actually starting to push me away like a real person.

This made me even more excited.

After taking a hard bite of his chest, I started moving to other locations.

Directly bit his thin lips.

These were realistic too, and soft.

Because it felt good, I sucked a bit longer.

The android that had been struggling and not letting me touch suddenly froze like someone had hit his pressure point.

After a long moment, he also wrapped his arms around my waist and started responding.

Although I was already 22 years old, I was still a virgin.

Even though my partner wasn't technically a real person, it really wasn't bad.

Soon, my body started feeling strange.

An unbearable sensation began.

I separated my lips from their tangle with the Spencer android's.

Then quickly pressed him beneath me.

One hand gripped his neck, the other provocatively patted his face.

In a tone that brooked no refusal:

"Call me master!"

"Wendy, what nonsense are you..."

Before he could finish, I directly slapped him.

That beautiful face instantly showed a bright red mark.

"I said, call me master. You trying to rebel?"

I don't know if it was my imagination, but the android's eyes seemed to clear considerably for a moment.

His Adam's apple also unconsciously bobbed.

A few seconds later, a hoarse voice sounded.

"Master."

Finally hearing the satisfactory answer, my heart was incredibly pleased.

Then I guided his hand downward:

"Good dogs get rewards. Master will first tell you master's unique secret."

After speaking, the android seemed to realize something, his pupils suddenly contracting.

And I, watching his shocked expression, felt the seed of mischief in my heart sprouting even more vigorously:

"How about that, do you know now?"

"Don't worry, master will reward you thoroughly right away!"

With that, I directly swung my long leg over and straddled him.

I'd originally woken up at noon, but after this ordeal, I collapsed back to sleep until evening.

When I woke, my first instinct was to curse someone out, but then I was met with the aroma of food.

My heart filled with confusion as I walked over on trembling legs.

I saw the android in the kitchen, wearing an apron while cooking.

That appearanceextremely domestic, yet exceptionally warm.

And pleasing to the eye.

Just like the married life I'd fantasized about as a child.

My originally shitty mood instantly improved.

At this moment, Spencer's android also noticed me.

His cheeks seemed to have a faint blush compared to before:

"You're awake?"

"Then come eat dinner."

"Oh."

I responded and walked toward the table.

Amazed once again.

Worth it!

This $999 was totally worth it!

Not only could he do laundry and cook, he even massaged my waist before I went to sleep.

Total male housekeeper.

Not to mention he had Spencer's incredibly handsome face.

So while he was massaging, I started getting distracted again.

Couldn't help wanting another taste.

Just as I pounced, I accidentally knocked my teeth on the android's chin.

Rock hardhurt so bad I yelped.

At the same time, with a thud, a phone also fell to the floor.

I instinctively felt my pocket and found my beloved phone was still safely there.

Then whose was that on the floor?

"It looks kind of familiar..."

I murmured while picking it up.

Took a closer look!

Holy shit, isn't this Spencer's phone?

How did it end up at my place?

Just as I was shocked, I suddenly met the android's dark eyes below.

A chilly wind swept up my back.

The phone just fell from his body.

So he is...

"The phone was left by that gentleman last night."

"I forgot to tell master, sorry."

Before I could finish that terrifying speculation, Spencer's android suddenly spoke.

And sat up from the sofa.

"That's good, that's good."

I'd just breathed a sigh of relief when I suddenly thought of something, my heart rising again:

"Wait!"

"How did you know someone brought me home last night? Did I unbox you in front of him?"

Then wouldn't he guess the real purpose of me buying the android?

A wave of fear washed over me.

Fortunately, Spencer's android's answer came quickly:

"No, you only opened me after that gentleman left."

"It's just that when the delivery was brought up, it accidentally got bumped, hitting my power switch, so I activated early."

"I only knew that gentleman came because I saw through two holes in the box."

"He didn't notice me, don't worry."

I quickly patted my chest:

"So that's what happened. Scared me to death."

"If that Spencer found out, he'd kill me."

Hearing this, the android's eyes became somewhat deep:

"You really don't like him?"

"Ugh, just thinking about him is aggravating."

"Why do you say that?"

The android seemed to have his interest piqued. Usually as quiet as Spencer, now asking question after question.

I waved my hand dismissively:

"Don't ask things you shouldn't ask."

But the next second, I saw him lower his eyes, eyelashes trembling slightly.

Looking somewhat disappointed:

"I didn't mean to overstep. I'm just a bit curious since that gentleman last night looked exactly like me."

"I know I was custom-made. I suppose I'm his replacement."

The way he said it made me sound like some kind of promiscuous bitch.

I couldn't help feeling a bit guilty.

So I went to explain:

"Um... you are a replacement, but not in the traditional sense."

Then I told him all about how Spencer exploited me, how he made me work overtime in various ways, my inner complaints, and how I custom-ordered an android that looked like him just to vent my frustration.

The android was silent for a long moment, an expression of hidden restraint appearing between his brows.

"Then he really was too much to you."

I patted his shoulder in agreement:

"Exactly! So how could I possibly like this kind of evil capitalist?"

"I bought you purely to vent, to thoroughly bully..."

Before I finished speaking, the Spencer android took my hand and placed it on his smooth face:

"Mm, I understand. It's okay, I'm not afraid of pain. You can ravage me to your heart's content. Vent all your workplace frustrations on me. I can take it."

After speaking, his beautiful eyes lifted, as if hinting:

"Just like you vented today."