Jack would be home any minute. I’d already gotten dinner ready for him, and kept an eye on the gate sensor to let me know when he pulled in as I cleaned up the kitchen. He expected that I would perform perfectly for him, and I always did my best. My best often wasn’t enough, but that just meant I needed to get better. Sometimes he hit me for not meeting those expectations. I used to appreciate the motivation, but recently I’d struggled more and more, and I was struggling to keep up. Some of my parts were over twenty years old, and the shakiness they caused at times showed it. I almost dropped a glass earlier, something that Jack wouldn't have taken well at all. Last time I broke a dish...
Best not think about that right now.

I heard a knock at the door and jumped. I'd forgotten to keep a close enough eye on the gate sensor. I did my best to quickly and elegantly rush to the door to greet him, bowing slightly in my slim grey dress and apron.

"Master Alyson, it's so good to see you! How was the office? Can I get you something to drink?"

Jack took off his shoes and loosened his tie, turning to me as to unconsciously signal I needed to take off and hang up his jacket. I put it on its fitted wooden hanger I kept by the door at the end of the day for when he kept home. 

"Whiskey and Coke. Rocks. You know the deal, Ileen."

"Of course sir! I'll have it ready right after I put up your jacket. Will you need anything else?"

"Is my dinner ready?"

"Yes, sir. Your meal is ready and will be served as soon as you would like it."

"Bring it to me with my drink."

"Naturally, sir! One moment."

I hung up the jacket in the closet and went to make his drink as Jack sat down at the dining room table. The house was kept immaculate thanks to my constant efforts, and I returned to the dining room with his drink in one hand, and a plate with a strip steak, duchess potatoes, and grilled asparagus, before setting them before him, and making a short bow again. He didn't make eye contact with me as he cut into the steak, and I stepped back to be at the ready for his every need, while remaining out of sight.

"Well seasoned. Is this a new recipe?"

"Yes. your associate, Miss Ty, recommended I speak with the Chef at Sommnos about a new technique used for liquid nitrogen desserts, and the subject of duchess potatoes came up. I am afraid though that our Dewar supplier has not answered my calls, so I've not been able to try out their techniques."

"Unfortunate. The desserts at Sommnos are always exciting. And the dry cleaners?"

"My... Evening uniform is still not back from the cleaners after your last dinner party, no, sir. I'm sorry."

Jack sighed and put down his fork before massaging his temples.

"I am going to lose it if they can't get that through soon."

"I-I have other-"

"Quiet."

"Yes, sir."

He inhaled sharply before returning to his potatoes, silent for a moment while he ate.

"Close the blinds. Get dressed with something more appropriate for this time of day"

"Yes, sir."

I quietly activated the automatic blinds around the house, before going to the small room that made up my quarters. Little more than a closet with my clothes and a maintenance station, I took off my dress and apron to leave me in just tight-fitting black underwear, and returned to stand just where I was before, watching Jack eat his steak.

"That new Starcrest model she bought apparently has configurable memory, so Nicole is having Sammy add some of Emerald's memories to her, and carry over the settings."

"I-I see."

"Do you think he could do that to you? Transfer a memory or two to a newer model?"

"I-I don't think so, sir. Maybe another Eclipse."

"Unfortunate. I keep hearing of all these things that the new stuff from Pulse can do. I'd consider upgrading if it wasn't for how much I enjoy you."

"Thank you, sir."

Jack finished his meal, and resumed nursing his Whiskey and Coke as I put up the dishes.

"Ileen?"

"Yes, sir?"

"Did you have any plans for desert?"

"No, sir."

"Get over here."

"Yes, sir."

I quickly walked back over to his side, my heels clacking along the tile floor, before he pushed my hips against the table. He tapped something on his phone before I saw a message appear in my console.

TRAINING MODE:ON

I couldn't consciously move my body anymore. Jack had just put me into training mode. He could move and arrange my body however he saw fit. I couldn't do anything in response.

"All the time I've put into you to make you this compliant with my needs has been so worth it."

Jack slammed my head into the table and pressed down on it with his body weight. I felt one of the delrin parts in my nose crack from the impact.

I didn't feel anything internally. This was part of why he bought me.

"I-I'm glad you feel that way sir."

"The food was good, so I'm not going to hurt you more than I want to. But you know better than to leave me without desert. So you'll have to serve as a replacement for the final course."

I felt the thin elastic around my waist that made up my panties slip down around my ankles, and his hands running along my sides as he tangled my arms behind my back, licking along my spine.

"God, the extra money I spent to make sure I got you with all the trimmings was worth every penny. So classic. So obedient to my needs."

A few more taps on his phone, and another series of messages came over in my console.

TACTILE SENSITIVITY INCREASED BY 50%.

PAIN SENSITIVITY INCREASED BY 50%

EROGENOUS SENSITIVITY INCREASED BY 50%

AFTERMARKET SELF LUBRICATION INITIATED

Jack drove his elbow into my spine and laughed as I screamed.

"Do you like it when I hurt you?"

"No sir!"

He punched me in the side, and I felt dizzy as coolant sloshed around and fed inconsistently into my systems.

"Then do BETTER!"

"Y-yes sir!"

I heard his pants unzip and slide down as he rubbed his hands all over my bare ass. A finger rubbed some of the lube leaking out of me all over it, before he pressed his chest into my back again and whispered into my ear as he ground his cock against me.

"If you don't scream loud enough, then I won't know I'm hurting you. So be loud."

He shoved himself inside me and i screamed. I screamed with every thrust to try to make him more gentle with me, but he didn't let up. Thrust after thrust, he would laugh as I did, occasionally pausing to bite my shoulder and tear out pieces of silicone skin, or to punch me again.

Eventually he finished, I didn't stop to think about the specifics, and left me on the table wet and torn up so he could smoke a cigarette on the balcony. I tried to hide my crying, but he knew. After he finished his cigarette, he reset all the changes and I got back up.

"Clean up your mess. I'm going to watch the news in the meantime. After you're done cleaning up, I expect a blowjob."

"Yes, sir."

"And see to it tomorrow that you get a new evening uniform. Don't disappoint me, Nicole and I are having a dinner party this Friday, and I need to show you off so I don't look like a chump with that new 'Starcrest' she got.

"Of course, sir."