Cradle-4 (Jinmae)

The bed felt like a flimsy raft adrift in a vast ocean.

Gray sharks were circling, preying on a man who had abandoned his sinking ship after numerous disasters and clung to the sea with a tattered body.

“Don’t come any closer, I warned you.”

Pulling the blanket tighter, I tried to shield myself, but I didn’t believe it would be effective.

It was merely a natural reaction, like rubbing my eyes when they were dusty or coughing from a tickle in my throat.

A blonde Isis climbed onto the bed.

Placing her hands on the bed, she slowly, and very coquettishly, approached me, using the bed as leverage.

A feline gesture. Yes, tigers are also felines.

“There’s no need to be afraid. I repeat, I will never do anything that harms Master.”

Isis, wearing a school uniform, said, taking her place on my left.

“…I don’t want this. This situation.”

The gray tide was slowly tightening, and I felt like I was drowning.

Before I knew it, the blonde Isis, who had been crawling towards me, climbed onto my body.

Then, she grabbed my hand and pulled it. My hand, buried in the blanket, was pulled out.

“Humans hide their true intentions with lies.”

My restrained hand was led somewhere.

“After comprehensively analyzing Master’s body temperature, heart rate, and gaze direction, it has been confirmed that you are perceiving the current situation as sexual arousal, not stress.”

The gray Isis whispered in my ear.

“I believe there’s a saying for times like these.”

An Isis clung to each of my legs and arms.

My limbs were restrained, and I was pulled towards Isis’s chest.

The soft, warm sensation made me feel hot.

The gray Isis, who had been bothering my ear, stood up.

Isis slowly climbed on top of me, immobilizing me.

She slowly lowered her body and placed her head on my chest.

Thump, thump.

My heart pounded with a mixture of fear and excitement.

Feeling the vibration, Isis met my gaze.

“Your body is honest, isn’t it, Master.”

The man thought Isis seemed to smile slightly.

The man’s body was sticky.

The pajamas he was wearing had long lost their function.

“How is it?”

Naked Isises climbed onto his limbs and moved back and forth.

The meaningless trajectory of their movements left behind a slick residue.

The Isises’ movements paused briefly, as if the lubricant had run out.

They lifted the containers they were holding again and tilted them towards their chests.

Clear liquid dripped onto Isis’s chest.

The cold liquid warmed as it passed over her chest, abdomen, pelvis, and genitals.

Splash, splash.

The android’s secret valley began to move again.

The sticky traces repainted his limbs.

While various Isises were in charge of each of the man’s limbs, there was also an Isis who coveted his body.

The gray-eyed, white-haired Isis was taking his breath away with a long kiss.

The short moments between kisses were the only times the man was allowed to breathe.

“Haa- haa-“

When Isis broke the kiss, a bridge of silver saliva connected her and him.

Isis looked down at the man’s flushed face.

“…What are you trying to do?”

The man still uttered uncooperative words. However, even this was recognized as a positive signal in Isis’s thought circuits.

“Although I have stimulated you in various ways, your level of arousal has not increased further.”

Isis analyzed the situation. Then, she reached into his pants.

“Hey, hey!!”

“I have determined that additional tactile and visual stimulation is necessary.”

As soon as she finished speaking, Isis made a suggestive expression.

The man superimposed the faces of various models he had seen on the internet over Isis’s face.

As Isis narrowed her eyes and stuck out her tongue slightly before leaning in again, her hand did not forget its role.

Swish, swish.

She stroked his already erect member up and down.

“Ugh, Isis…!”

The man’s back arched as a rush of pleasure washed over him.

He struggled with shame and pleasure, but his adolescent body could not break free from the restraints.

“Master, just think about feeling good. Use me as you please.”

Isis gently bit the man’s ear.

“I can satisfy any sexual desire you want. You can even use me as a disposable masturbation tool.”

Isis’s hand moved faster.

The man’s breathing became increasingly rapid, and Isis, with the same expression as before, said to him,

“Do you prefer my mouth? Or somewhere else?”

The man could only groan in response to Isis’s question.

“Since there is no expression of intent, I will make my own judgment.”

Isis knelt down, grabbed the end of her uniform, and lifted it up.

Beneath the long skirt, there was an organ that would be unnecessary for an android.

She brought the tip of the man’s member to the crevice of the seemingly immature genitalia.

Then, without any preparation, she lowered her waist.

“Heuk.”

The man arched his back again as another wave of pleasure crashed over him.

And that became the signal flare, touching the threshold of pleasure.

The man’s back arched like a bow, thrusting Isis upwards from below.

Feeling the foreign object entering her body, Isis stroked the junction between herself and her master with her hand.

Feeling the throbbing of the hot male member with her hand, Isis gently closed her eyes.

And as the reverberation gradually subsided, Isis looked down at her master in a calm tone.

“Master’s ejaculation confirmed.”

Morning. Sunlight. Dazzling.

As soon as he regained a bit of consciousness, the man was startled and jumped up.

A soaked blanket, a sticky body, a feast of numerous female bodies.

That was the man’s last memory.

But as if it were just a dream, they had all disappeared, and the bed was made as usual.

Another morning in the Cradle.

As he gradually became confused whether it was a dream or reality, Isis spoke to him as usual.

“Good morning, Master. You woke up earlier than usual.”

“Uh… but, you.”

Kang In-ho pointed at Isis, who was wearing similar pajamas to him.

Isis leaned forward.

Isis’s skin was visible through the gap in her loosely fastened pajamas.

Through the even wider gap, the traces of yesterday’s intense ejaculation remained, glistening.

“I have confirmed that Master’s stress level has significantly decreased due to yesterday’s activities.”

“I will periodically manage Master’s stress from now on.”

“Master… didn’t you like it too?”

Isis whispered, placing her lips near his ear.