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straightforward description. “I can’t feel my cock, but my balls are so blue they may as well be glowing.” He eased back his hips, using the leverage to stretch his sensitive tissues. “Oh, and I feel like I’m being zapped by a million little electrocution devices.” His fingers didn’t quite reach the spot that would get him off, but the fullness felt good. Satisfying. Better yet, held the promise of satisfaction. “But that’s not so bad unless I’m standing.”
    “Oh.” The bed dipped a bit as she sat down.
    “It’s mostly to stop us running.” A lump rose in his throat. He wasn’t being punished, Royce reminded himself. Just forced to stay still. “But… Well, it hurts.” He pressed his face into the mattress, channeling his energy back to his fingers and away from the conversation.
    “I’m…” Her hand touched his ankle. He wasn’t sure at first if it was accidental, but her fingers wound up to the back of his calf. “I’m sorry.” Shani said it as if she were dead serious, and Royce had to respect that. She’d probably experienced her fair share of suffering, after all, especially since she must have been abducted at some point too.
    “Yeah well…” He slid his fingers from his body, feeling awkward now that he thought of her as a real person. “I’ve had this happen once before.” It had been ages and ages ago, the day they brought him to life. Sometimes Royce thought they’d let him get away—so he could learn what would happen.
    She didn’t make some snide remark. Royce was glad. How long they’d let him suffer was his own business. Since then, he’d heard whispers and rumors from other Synadate steins saying an orgasm made the pain go away for a while. That was, if you could manage to climax.
    He reached back again, swiping his fingertips around the ring of muscles at his entrance. Royce lifted his head to look for the dildo. When he reached for it, Shani put a hand over his.
    “Y’know…” He could almost hear her mulling over what she was going to say. “If you promise not to try anything…”
    Royce scoffed into the bedding, frustrated with his own helplessness as well as her ill-conceived worry. “What the hell would I try?”
    Shani’s hand slid up his thigh and she gave him a small squeeze—this one with a hint of fingernails. “Well…” A deep breath. “Back when I was first in operation, I used to run a program to do this for a guy.”
    Pain seared at the spot between his legs. He held back his sob, wanting to consider what she was offering before refusing on principle.
    “I mean, maybe you’d rather it be a man. But I’m sure your operating system is set up to make do with either.” She lifted her hand from his leg, but he could feel her fingers hovering.
    Royce pressed his eyes closed and shook his head. Somehow this was all getting too personal. His naked skin tingled against the sheets where he could still feel. Her voice was warm and soothing and female.
    “They tried. I’m supposed to like guys too.” A surge of current shot through him when her hand trailed up his thigh to where exquisitely sensitive flesh met parts that were numb. “But I always pretended they were women when the client was male.”
    Shani pulled her hand away. She must have realized her touch was making it worse.
    But damn her to hell, Royce wished she’d stroke him again. “Well, if you can still run it…” He didn’t, couldn’t look at her. He swore he’d imagine someone else screwing him. All he needed was the right stimulation in the right spot and the pain would go away. It was a mechanical thing. No different than what he did every other night of his un-life.
    She got up off the bed and he heard her clanking stuff in his bag. Of course, he had a harness. If she’d been in the same business as him she probably knew that.
    “Did I tell you to stop fingering yourself?”
    Caught off guard by her commanding tone, Royce craned his head around. Shani was