Robotics engineer Dr. Kymberli Dalton is fed up with men. Period. After being betrayed by her most recent lover, she designs a robotic ‘toy’ based on the song; ‘Coin-Operated Boy’. This dreamy sex machine will be everything she wants: Lifelike, Overindulgent, Generous, Affectionate, and Nurturing. Most importantly, LOGAN will be hers and hers alone, able to fill every void in her life—and satisfy her hungry body.
Little does she know that the LOGAN AI program has its own agenda; it wants to become real and alive, and to serve her every need… which includes indulging in her secret fantasies.
Unfortunately, this ‘Pinocchio’ doesn’t have a magic blue fairy to turn him into a real boy, but he does have technology that allows him to step into her life as her perfect companion… with a strong dominant streak. True to the robotic law, LOGAN guards and protects her—whether Kymberli likes it or not—and that includes putting her over his strong, solid knee for barebottomed spankings… followed by unencumbered, breathtaking loving.
Logan’s protective love not only teaches him how to feel, but allows Kymmie to reconnect with her lost childhood and discover the joy of being a loved little girl…
Even though their secret is hidden in plain sight, the couple is soon faced with the biggest challenge they will ever have to confront. Will this unnatural love be allowed to continue? And if so, at what sacrifice?
Publisher’s Note: This book contains explicit sexual content involving machinery, anal play, spanking, dubious consent, bondage, minor BDSM themes, strong language, and graphic violence.
“I don’t like cartoons.”
“When was the last time you watched a cartoon? Let me guess, it was Transformers, and you were inspired and left the room to go build something.” He grinned.
“No ‘duh’. If you don’t want to watch a robot movie, then we will pick something else. Beauty and the Beast is playing as a Christmas special. How about that?”
“What’s it about?”
Logan lifted his eyebrow. “You really don’t know? System, make us some popcorn, please, and set the television for Disney’s Beauty and the Beast. Hold all calls, as well. I am spending time with my special little girl, and don’t want her to be bothered unless it’s an emergency.”
Yes, Dr. Tuzmadar.
“When did the System start referring to you by your title?” Kym asked in amazement.
“Since it recognized me as a registered contact.”
“But registered contacts are actual peop—”
“Hush, the movie is starting.”
Kym watched the movie in silent fascination. Her prejudice against animation disappeared as she started to associate herself with the female character who learned to embrace the magical beast as a lover despite his physical form. Something ‘switched’ inside her, and she found herself giggling at the singing dishes, growing angry with the venomous crowd, becoming misty-eyed at the Beast’s death, and then cheering at his revival. Logan kept her securely glued to his lap, his warm arms cradling her to his chest, and grunting as her excited bouncing bumped up against his crotch.