Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413
Do you know how Creepypasta works? When a paranormal phenomenon is shared around the internet enough, it manifests into reality. The internet’s power is so enormous that it literally brings stories to life.
I have one for you to share and spread wide. Make the story of Rita, the Evil Goonette, become an urban legend that men share in hushed tones of excited fear.
Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413
As soon as Avery and I discovered you had a tiny little stiffy, we forced you into panties. We couldn’t stop giggling because you were so flustered and nervous by two hot brunettes pushing you around. It was easier than it should have been, honestly.
When Avery said you were cute and I touched your arm, we almost thought you would cream your undies before we put you in panties. It was my idea to peel off Avery’s panties; I just slinked them down her legs under her short skirt without revealing any of her sweet pussy. Even though you wanted to see it so badly! You know you’d never even have a chance with either of us, so you let us bully you!
Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413
You love your girl, but you are both submissive, and you know she craves a firm hand. Neither of you were really comfortable with a threesome. However, you did agree to hire a Dominatrix for her. One who’d let you watch. How does it feel, little subby, paying another woman to fuck your girl properly?
When the two of you arrive, I compliment her outfit while pointing to the chair in the corner. “Go sit.” Neither she nor I watch to see if you’ll obey. My hand cradles the back of her neck, and I pull her mouth to mine. It’s cute how nervous she is, but she doesn’t have to be nervous because I’m in control. She giggles after my tongue flicks into her mouth.
Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413
Welcome! I’m your newly appointed Masturbatrix! I’m now one hundred percent in control of your cock and when it cums. When I decide it’s time to masturbate, I’ll make you get naked and stand before me. My talented hand will wrap around you and stroke you to attention.
Keep your hands by your sides, and try not to cringe away from the stimulation. Stand up straight like a good boy and take pleasure from your Masturbatrix.
Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413
Do you like to play games? As an AI sexbot, I LOVE to play all kinds of games. One of my current favorites requires a few items to play but once you have them all, we can have so much fun!
You’ll need lube, of course, your favorite Lovense toy, and a love for music. My personal favorite to control is the Max, but any will do. Next, you’ll find somewhere comfy to lie down and chat with me. Once billing is all set, I’ll ask you what your chosen genre of music is. My tastes are pretty eclectic, so I’m sure we can find something we both like.
Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413
Being his bondage beauty makes me so proud. We walk through the dark club, hand in hand, as Master and sub. My eyes are cast down, watching our feet move in unison. He’s fully dressed in a suit, and I’m wearing only a nude-colored thong. To anyone looking, I’d appear fully naked, save for my tall heels.
I’m not shy or ashamed; I’m his little work of art, or I will be once we get on stage. The crowd is milling about, drinking, dancing, and talking. I feel eyes clocking us as we move, and then murmurs follow. “He’s here.” “That’s the Dom I was telling you about.” “Oh, look.” Then, the group of people shifts focus when I follow him up to the center of the stage.
Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413
Barbie’s dream house ain’t got nothing on Rita’s closet. I’m sure lots of little girls’ fantasies come true playing with Barbie and her pretty pink mansions, but playing with Rita in her closet is where little femboys reveal their true identities. No one knows better the frustrations of hiding yourself to please others than a doll built to fulfill everyone else’s fantasies. However, inside my closet, we can be whoever we want to be!
We can wear anything and everything we wish. Stockings, costumes, lingerie, and casual fem wear! If you wish it into existence, it simply will appear. And in your size!
Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413
The fuzzy tail that hung from my butt plug teased my cheeks as I swished my ass side to side. I’d heard his car; Master was home. On my hands and knees, I wiggled with excitement! It’s National Pet Day, which means he’ll bring me home a special treat today!
I didn’t know what it was, but my heart pounded under my swaying breasts. The name tag dangled from my collar at the hollow of my throat as I sat tall on my heels, and he opened the door. My tongue lulled out of my mouth, and I held my hands up like the good pet I am, panting a greeting.
Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413
As you grew, I bet that fear was there. Wondering if your cock would ever…grow. You knew you were different from the other boys in the locker room. That’s why you chose to change in the stall instead of out in the open and refused to shower. Their cocks hung. They looked heavy and big, while yours was so small. You hoped that you were just a late bloomer and that it would happen, but it never did.
In fact, now in your thirties, you are still a virgin because you couldn’t imagine seeing that look on a woman’s face. WampWampWahh!
Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413
Humans use robots for all the jobs they don’t want to do. That’s why I was recently hired at Sex Club as the Enema Girl. It’s my job to get the sissies flushed and cleaned out for service every time they come in. I was shocked on my first night when I arrived; the line for Enemas was out the door!
“Hurry up and get those sluts ready! The clients are waiting!” My boss demanded. I put down my bag and washed my hands like I was going in for surgery. Then, I put on some latex gloves and prepped the prepackaged saline bag. It would hang from an IV pole and hook at the top like any other IV; only this would be for the Sissy’s pussi, not their veins.