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Jezebel1669

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I have an RP idea which is more like a game to be played.

The basic idea is that I'm the frustrated housewife with a rich husband whose been bought a new, top-of-the-range sex droid to satisfy her sexual needs. The only problem is the droid takes a lot of power to run and often has to recharge, which is where the game begins.

Starting with 100% power, you use up 1% each time you write a paragraph. At the same time the frustrated housewife starts a 0% arousal and needs to get to 100% in order to orgasm. For each paragraph I'll award a random number of arousal points depending on how appropriate, creative, hot and kinky it is. Posts which are boring, predictable or just out of place can also lose points.

There's also stages to the game, based on the 1st base-2nd base-etc. dating model. Until she's 20% aroused the frustrated housewife responds better to chat-up lines and basic physical appearance, between 20-40% she wants to feel physical intimacy (petting and kissing), 40-60% she wants sexual foreplay and above that is all about sexual performance, kinks and perversions.

The frustrated housewife has a number of secret turn ons and kinks which will gain you bonus points if you discover them, but what they are you'll have to try to work out for yourself. She also has turn offs, which will get points deducted if you hit them.

At any time the droid can choose to power down to rest, recovering 20% power but since she has to wait for it to recover the frustrated housewife will lose 25% arousal at the same time.

If the droid's power gets too low it can choose to recharge itself, recovering all its power, but at the same time losing 75% of the frustrated housewife's arousal.

Since the frustrated housewife is multi-orgasmic, if you ever score more than 100% anything extra will be retained after her orgasm, giving you a boost for your next attempt. If you ever manage to get over 200% then she'd automatically orgasm twice!

The challenge is to see whether you can make her cum, or even better how many times you can make her cum, before all of your power is drained (or you get bored with the game and stop posting.)

The design of the droid is entirely up to you and you can make it male, female, transgender, mechanical, biological, small, large, humanoid, alien, monstrous or any other form you can think of. Special features (such as vibrating fingers, aphrodisiac nipples, hypnotic eye beams, etc.) are also encouraged.

Be warned, at the start of the game the housewife is fully clothed standing in the middle of her front room having just unpackaged her new toy, and simply jumping on her and trying to fuck her straight away will most likely get you repackaged and sent back to the factory before your first battery's had a chance to spark. She wants to have sex, but you have to strip her and perform foreplay on her in order to get the highest arousal award.

Also if you try to write and incredibly long paragraphs, I'll automatically deduct 5% power and edit to an appropriate number of separate paragraphs before deducting the power required for them too.

Anyone who's interested in giving the game a try, feel free to PM me.

[tr][td]Frustrated Housewife Bio[/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Name:[/td][td]Amelia 'Lia' Monroe[/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Age:[/td][td]23 (she's actually 32, but always tells people she's 23 when asked)[/td][/tr]
[tr][td]DOB:[/td][td]7th September[/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Starsign:[/td][td]Virgo[/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Height:[/td][td]5'6"[/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Weight:[/td][td]115lbs (closer to 140, but again she's a liar)[/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Bra Size:[/td][td]34C[/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Hair:[/td][td]Chestnut (brunette)[/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Eye:[/td][td]Grey/Green[/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Residence:[/td][td]Indian Hill, Hamilton County, OH[/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Hobbies:[/td][td]Spending her husband's money, spending other people's money, maxing out credit cards, ridiculing servants[/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Turn Ons:[/td][td]Nuh uh, that'd be telling[/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Turn Offs:[/td][td]<see Turn Ons above>[/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Kinks:[/td][td]<see Turn Ons above>[/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Proudest Moment:[/td][td]Winning the Ohio State Beauty Pageant when she was 16.[/td][/tr]
[tr][td]REAL Proudest Moment:[/td][td]Titty-fucking Peter Frampton at a New Years party while her husband watched.[/td][/tr]


 
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Power level - 100%, Arousal - 0%, Orgasms - 0

"All ready for you." The delivery man said as he passed a small box with a big red button on it to Mrs Monroe as she inspected the large white crate with dissatisfaction.

"What exactly am I supposed to do with this?" She asked with disgust, as if the act of pushing a button was beneath her.

With a sigh the delivery man fell into his usual patter. Why was it every spoilt rich girl had to go through the same routine. "When you press the button the unit will activate, seeking out its owner. That would be whoever is holding the control at the time. Once its found its target the unit will do everything it can to fulfil the owner's physical desires." His voice droned, as if reading from a pamphlet.

Leaning closer surreptitiously the delivery man whispered to the client, "I have to warn you though, these things can be very sensitive. Sometimes they read things about you even you may not have known. I remember one case where they found a girl who'd been hanging fro three day from her..."

"Yes yes," Mrs Monroe said dismissively, waving her hand to stop the boring little man from talking any more. "So I just press this button and the thing will do what I tell it."

Looking away uncomfortably the delivery man took a deep breath. "Not exactly. The unit serves your basest needs and desires, and sometimes that means doing things you may not think you want to."

"Well, what's the point of a servant that won't follow orders?" Mrs Monroe replied, tossing the control unit back over her shoulder as she started to walk away. The delivery man's eyes watched with horror as the small box sailed through the air, landing upside down with the button pressing against the floor.

As the crate gave out a loud hiss and steam began to vent out of it Mrs Monroe turned to look at it in surprise. "Is it supposed to do that?" She asked the delivery man, but as she turned to hear his response all she saw was the front door slamming shut, the sound of squealing tires in the distance marking his departure.

With a colossal thump the front of the crate collapsed onto the polished hardwood floor and Mrs Monroe winched as it scratched the perfect, and expensive, wooden panelling. Turning her attention upwards she peered through the steam, trying to see what lay inside.
 
The package lay still in the box as the steam settled, motionless upon the remainders of the crate. It awoke with a jolt, blinked, and turned to the woman beside it. Deep green, almost human eyes scanned her up and down, spotting the remote in her hands. He smiled.

"Congratulations on your purchase of the new, top-of-the-line PleasureMax, the sex droid designed to satisfy your deepest desires. My designers called be Max, but my name is changeable. What would you like me to call you?". It's voice spoke with a subtle softness, almost caressing to the ear. A thick black fringe came just down to the green eyes, currently staring up at it's new owner.
 
Power level - 98%, Arousal - 1%, Orgasms - 0

"Congratulations on your purchase of the new, top-of-the-line PleasureMax, the sex droid designed to satisfy your deepest desires. My designers called be Max, but my name is changeable. What would you like me to call you?". It's voice spoke with a subtle softness, almost caressing to the ear. A thick black fringe came just down to the green eyes, currently staring up at it's new owner.
+1 Arousal

-----

For a moment Lia just starred at the machine trying to come to terms with the gift her husband had bought for her and just what she was supposed to do with it.

"My name is Lia, but you should call me Mrs Monroe, or Ma'am." She said haughtily, after all only her special friend called her anything other than that. "And what is it you do exactly?"
 
"Why, anything you could ever desire Ma'am, I promise to leave you absolutely satisfied whenever you request my services," he smiled with a glint in his eye.

He stood, dressed plainly in a black t-shirt and shorts, and turned to face Lia. "Pleased to meet you Mrs Monroe." he spoke sincerely, while placing a surprisingly warm and soft touch upon her shoulder. Max formed another smile, revealing a set of perfectly straight and whitened teeth, gleaming against the detail of his biomechanical makeup.

"I can learn, adapt, and improve as I get to know you as a sexual individual, it there anything you'd like to ask or anything I should know?"
 
Power level - 95%, Arousal - 8%, Orgasms - 0

"Why, anything you could ever desire Ma'am, I promise to leave you absolutely satisfied whenever you request my services," he smiled with a glint in his eye.
+1 Arousal

...while placing a surprisingly warm and soft touch upon her shoulder.
BONUS: She likes to be touched - Massage Turn On +5 Arousal
"I can learn, adapt, and improve as I get to know you as a sexual individual..."
+1 Arousal

----

For a moment Lia stared at the mechanical hand on her shoulder, shocked at the machine's level of intimacy, Normally only her husband was allowed physical contact with her, but lately he'd been too busy even for that.

Shivering she tried to pretend that it meant nothing to her. Lifting her head high she stared down at the machine. "Many men have promised to leave me satisfied in the past," She said, her tone unimpressed, "But few have ever managed it. How is some tinker-toy supposed to do what they could not?"
 
"Because some men can be selfish lovers, or too distracted to provide adequate care. I exist to serve your every need, with no impulse for my own pleasure. Plus, I have a few features men do not..." his eyes looked up into hers, holding her slightly inquisitive, mostly sceptical gaze.

"Is there anything specifically you'd like to know? I can help you get more comfortable after a long day," Max's other hand moving slowly to her waist.
 
Power level - 93%, Arousal - 10%, Orgasms - 0

"Because some men can be selfish lovers, or too distracted to provide adequate care. I exist to serve your every need, with no impulse for my own pleasure. Plus, I have a few features men do not..."
+2 Arousal

-----

Pulling away from the machine Lia tossed her long hair back over her shoulder as she walked over towards her drinks cabinet, her perfectly round ass jiggling from side to side with each step, before looking back at him. "Do you drink?" She asked before turning away and laughing to herself, "Well no, I know you don't drink, you're just a machine, but can you drink?"

As she spoke Lia reached for a half-full bottle of 64-year-old Macallan Scotch and splashed a generous portion into a glass, spilling some onto the counter as she did. Even before the glass was at her lips she could feel a warmth beginning to spread inside her and glanced over at her new toy. Perhaps he wasn't such a bad mistake on her husband's behalf after all.
 
"I can drink.." he replied, casually sidling over to the bar. "I've even been programmed to react according to alcohol, but most customers prefer not to. I can eat the same as you and the process is similar, but nobody's taken one of us out to a three course dinner yet!" The machine's face flickered a flirtatious look as he rolled his toned shoulders, filling the tight-fitting cotton shirt.

"Ah, Macallan Scotch, I see you have good taste. I'm programmed to know a lot about almost anything, and have an comprehensive arsenal of every conceivable sexual impulse imaginable. I am limited however and require regular recharges to continue my power-heavy existence, unfortunately."

The man instantly moved to pick up a cloth, and cleaned up the excess spilt drink from the counter. As his hands moved over the rich wooden countertop, he brushed softly against Lia's wrist. Max smiled, his processors already attempting to adapt the AI personality to suit it's new owner.
 
Power level - 90%, Arousal - 19%, Orgasms - 0

"...but nobody's taken one of us out to a three course dinner yet!" The machine's face flickered a flirtatious look as he rolled his toned shoulders, filling the tight-fitting cotton shirt.
+1 Arousal
"Ah, Macallan Scotch, I see you have good taste.
BONUS: Best things in life... Money Turn On +5 Arousal
I am limited however and require regular recharges to continue my power-heavy existence, unfortunately."
-1 Arousal
As his hands moved over the rich wooden countertop, he brushed softly against Lia's wrist.
+4 Arousal

-----

As she took a sip from her glass Lia tossed a quick glance over at the robot, "So you know good Scotch then? I have to say, your programmers did an excellent job."

She let her hand fall down, fingers gently brushing against his for a moment before stepping away from the bar and moving towards the leather couch, her free hand rubbing at her neck as her hips swayed invitingly.

Lowering herself down onto the seat she rested her arm across the back and crossed her legs seductively. "What else did your programmers install inside that fine frame of yours?" She asked before taking another gulp of Scotch.
 
Max smiled both internally and externally, seeing that his programming was effective, and his new owner was responding positively. "Under the boot? Well I can't reveal all my secrets too early!" his circuits encouraged him to tease her, and make her wait. His eyes spotted the flush of her cheeks as his gaze settled upon her face and lips, and knew she was enjoying his company.

The droid turned and opened the cupboard Lia had just taken the small scotch glass from. Reaching high onto the top shelf, his shirt slipped up and revealed a perfectly tanned glimpse of his chest - the designers has worked hard to craft the perfect male specimen.

Pouring a glass for himself and grabbing the bottle in one hand, he asked, full of charm, "Mind if I join you, Ma'am?"
 
Power level - 87%, Arousal - 19%, Orgasms - 0

his circuits encouraged him to tease her, and make her wait.
-1 Arousal
Reaching high onto the top shelf, his shirt slipped up and revealed a perfectly tanned glimpse of his chest - the designers has worked hard to craft the perfect male specimen.
+1 Arousal

-----

Lia waved her glass to the couch beside her as she smiled at the machine, admiring its construction as it reached for the bottle. "Be my guest," She replied to its request.

Her free hand moved up to her head, fingers wrapping them selves into her hair an tugging slightly as she watched the droid make its way towards her.
 
He placed the glass upon the modern coffee table, admiring it's sleek design. Pouring a glass for himself, Max leans back into the soft leather cushions. Before Lia had time to notice the droid settled his hand upon her knee, lightly touching her soft skin. His hand stroked softly up her bare leg, stopping before he reached her thighs.

"So, Mrs Monroe, tell me about you... tell me something you've never told anyone before. I can never betray the trust of my owner, nor tell anyone of our experiences together. I am totally trustworthy, and everything you let me into is in complete confidence." Leaning back, Max took another sip of the age-old scotch, and let his eyes run up and down his owner's body. Although he was designed and willing to service any woman, he could still appreciate her perfect figure and, he reasoned, if he could feel emotions he would have considered himself lucky to have been a gift to such a gorgeous woman.
 
Power level - 85%, Arousal - 22%, Orgasms - 0

Before Lia had time to notice the droid settled his hand upon her knee, lightly touching her soft skin. His hand stroked softly up her bare leg, stopping before he reached her thighs.
+4 Arousal

"So, Mrs Monroe, tell me about you... tell me something you've never told anyone before. I can never betray the trust of my owner, nor tell anyone of our experiences together. I am totally trustworthy, and
everything you let me into is in complete confidence."
-1 Arousal

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As the machine's hand slid up her thigh Lia felt her heart quicken. It had been so long since anyone other than herself had been so intimate with her. As her breathing quickened her chest rose and fell, her breasts swaying provocatively with each breath.

"Don't be impertinent, droid." She said sharply as the machine tried to ask her her secrets, she didn't even share those things with her husband and yet this machine, only her acquaintance for a few minutes, believed it deserved to hear them.
 
"My apologies for asking," he replied cooly, "only whatever you're willing to share." His hand rolled up her leg again, this time remaining warm upon her thigh.

Sipping the scotch and leaning in, Max surveyed her cooly. This woman was a tough challenge, but the machine could keep up. Flashing another smile and giving her leg a gentle squeeze, he whispered "..so despite attitude, are you pleased with your new toy?"
 
Power level - 83%, Arousal - 25%, Orgasms - 0

His hand rolled up her leg again, this time remaining warm upon her thigh.
+3 Arousal
Flashing another smile and giving her leg a gentle squeeze
+2 Arousal

-----

Her cheeks flushed as the robot asked his question. Despite herself she was enjoying his company, perhaps a little more than she should. Breathing heavily, her chest suddenly feeling restricted inside her tight dress, she lifted her glass to her lips and tilting her head back drained the contents in a single gulp.

Moving her leg, she went to cross it over her other, but as she felt the robot's hand pressing between them she quickly moved it back again, looking away with embarrassment, her hand tugging on her hair nervously. "I... I mean... yes, yes I'm finding you quite... delightful." She stammered before leaning forwards quickly to drop her empty glass on the table in front of her.
 
Making his first move. Max moved his arm to lay across the top of the sofa, so that when Lia sat back it was around her shoulders. His other hand moved firmly onto the hem of her dress upon her thigh.

"That more comfortable? Your dress looks pretty tight, I'm also trained in tailoring for some reason, I suppose in case any of your clothes get ripped..." He finished his own glass and set it down, turning to her.

"So, really, am I doing a good job? We come with 14 day warranty y'know, in case you're cheap." he teased.
 
Power level - 80%, Arousal - 24%, Orgasms - 0

"So, really, am I doing a good job? We come with 14 day warranty y'know, in case you're cheap." he teased.
-1 Arousal

-----

"I am anything but cheap!" Lia declared angrily, her hand brushing against her rhodium ear-ring which could have paid for two thirds of the country's armed forces for the year.

As she snorted in derision her chest heaved and she flicked her head, sending her hair flying into the machine's face.
 
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"Hey, watch it! I was only teasing!" he ribbed in reply, "But I forgot you don't like that.." In response his hand flicked up the hem of her dress and squeezed her thigh. Max met her gaze.

"I'm sorry, you're obviously not cheap, you live a very lavish life, and look the perfect piece. Hey, I'm supposed to help you relax.." he added smoothly.
 
Power level - 78%, Arousal - 25%, Orgasms - 0

In response his hand flicked up the hem of her dress and squeezed her thigh.
+1 Arousal

-----

Turning to look at him Lia couldn't help but admire the craftsmanship of his eyes, if she hadn't known better she would've sworn they were real. Her tongue darted out from between her lips, licking then momentarily before disappearing back into her mouth.

"I'm very protective of my things," She said, her tone hard but warming to the machine once more. "I've spent many hard years getting to where I am today," She continued, totally believing the sanctimonious drivel she was spouting, "an these trinkets are my reward."
 
Max could see her appreciating his design, and knew he had her mesmerised. "Look, I wasn't created for talking..." his hand casually moved to her cheek, turning it towards him softly before moving in to press his heated lips upon hers. His hand dropped to her neck, holding it gently, feeling the warmth of her body.

As he pulled away he noticed the flush of her face, and slight pause in attitude. "There, I told you I'm good at what I do."
 
Power level - 76%, Arousal - 29%, Orgasms - 0

his hand casually moved to her cheek, turning it towards him
+1 Arousal
to press his heated lips upon hers.
+2 Arousal
His hand dropped to her neck, holding it gently, feeling the warmth of her body.
+1 Arousal

-----

When the machine touched her face Lia's first reaction was to pull away. Not even her husband would normally risk ruining her make-up, but as his soft, warm fingers brushed over her skin she tilted her head to meet them and in that moment his lips were pressing against hers.

She was surprised at the power behind his lips at first as they pushed her head back against the couch, but moments later she didn't care any longer, losing herself in the feel of him. As his hand bean to slide down her neck she shuddered, hoping he wouldn't stop.

As he pulled away from her all she could do for a moment was pant and admire his smiling face as he looked down at her.
 
"Looks like I did a good job.." he said lightly, proud of himself somewhere in his circuitry. He leant back in to kiss her cheek, softly, and paused to smell the subtle, sweetly scented perfume upon her skin.

Max then drew back slightly, and whispered into her ear instead. "How's about I help you to relax after a hard day's work? he posed, a hint of seduction in his voice box, and his free hand sliding along her dress towards her cleavage.
 
Power level - 74%, Arousal - 33%, Orgasms - 0

He leant back in to kiss her cheek,
+1 Arousal
his free hand sliding along her dress towards her cleavage.
+3 Arousal

-----

"Mmm, it was a hard day today..." Lia murmured as she felt the robot's lips caressing her neck. "The stores were almost packed, it took them a whole ten minutes to serve me..."

As his hand moved up towards her chest Lia felt a thrill tingling down her spine. Arching her back she thrust her breasts forward, making them easier targets for his affection. "That feels good," She moaned gently, enjoying the feel of his hands moving over her even through the material of her dress.
 
As his hands reached her skin the gave her breast a gentle squeeze, and slipped his thumb beneath the fabric. "Poor you.." he replied soothingly, "..let me help you."

Max was surprised to feel a tightening in the shorts he wore as his coding kicked in, but the droid didn't expect the positive signals his core was receiving. He kissed her neck lightly as his hand massaged her chest, feeling the ripples or her body upon his touch.
 
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