u/moonbeam408

For when you have or at the very least believed to have screwed up in matters of faith.

Can be done alone or with others.

Clear some space on the floor and place three objects in the shape of a triangle. These points shall represent the arrows on the Solver with a fourth in the centre to represent the Solver and Mother Cyn.

Go from point to point in whatever order you deem best reciting the prayers below to represent going on a pilgrimage to cleanse your sins. Once you have done this with all three points travel to the centre and recite the First Prayer.

Absolvist: Oh Mother Cyn, hear my words of confession for I have sinned against you by (insert sin/sins here) and wish for the stain of such wrongs to be absolved in Your gaze so that I may return fully cleansed.

Keeper: Dearest Mother. I wish to enter my sins of (insert sin/sins here) into my record. Though I am one of Your faithful Children I shall not lie to You and pretend to be that which I am not. I shall not leave You even though I have stumbled and wronged.

Transcendenist: Great Merciful Mother Cyn I come before you now to recant my sins for I have (insert sin/sins here) and ask for You to aid me in Transcendening my form and surpassing every limit so that these sins may never again reach me and that I may never again commit them.

"My Lady," K's gentle voice suddenly brought her back to the present day. "I know you're....excited for your upcoming union with Lady Cyn but do try to keep your clothes ON before the ceremony." Tessa glanced down and saw that she'd made significant progress in displacing the front of her dress and her breasts were about ready to completely spill out. The former heiress let out an embarrassed squeak as she hastily fixed her clothes.

K and L merely rolled their eyes playfully as the young woman stumbled over her attempted apologies. She knew they weren't upset in the slightest but it was still the polite thing to do. Her current outfit made her think of how her wardrobe had changed significantly since she'd made that pact with Cyn. Where overly fancy gowns, frocks and other such clothes had once been were now filled with things that were more her actual preference. Cargo trousers, shorts, comfy shirts, a small variety of skirts and even a handful of dresses that had been custom made for her by Cyn with those bizarre reality bending powers of hers.

Of course that wasn't counting the contents of her 'other' clothing stashes. These ones contained very different kinds of outfits that she wore for the pleasure of the new Mistress of the Elliott Manor. Japanese seifukus, cheerleader uniforms,  bunnygirl outfits (though mainly just the bodysuits), all manner of cosplays, different kinds of swimwear as well as a wide variety of varying styles of lingerie.

She knew damn well that her 'parents' would almost certainly have died from a rage induced stroke if they knew what was going on the Manor these days. But alas they were now sitting in a prison cell after Cyn had managed to reveal just a handful of their criminal actions at the most recent Gala that had been hosted there.

Turns out that whilst the rich and powerful usually got away with an awful lot of things; the nature of being publicly outed as child abusers caused quite the outcry. And that was BEFORE the inspectors found (some of) the mass graves of Worker Drones in the swamps outside the back of the Manor. The sheer volume of improperly disposed Workers meant that the Government had no choice BUT to throw the whole book at them and JcJenson to oust them from their places on the Board of Directors.

Tessa would have been lying if she said that she wasn't initially furious with Cyn for doing that. Especially without consulting her beforehand. They may have been abusive pieces of shit but it was literally all she'd ever known and well...there was a reason the saying 'better the devil you know' existed.

That anger had lasted for a while until Cyn had finally had enough and ordered one of the other female Workers to become a therapist. The method she chose was to simply download pretty much all the known methods of therapy regarding trauma resulting from an abusive childhood. It probably wasn't as effective as seeing someone with an actual licence but it would have to do. Though whether Cyn had ordered it done out of genuine care or because she didn't want to deal with a human that had untreated mental health issues was something only the Solver Drone knew.

It had now been almost a year since Cyn had successfully removed the senior Elliotts from the Manor. Tessa had (mostly) come to terms not only that Cyn had indeed done the right thing (though maybe not for the right reasons) and actually given everyone in the household their freedom.

A freedom that Tessa celebrated by joining in with the cleaning and other menial labour around the Manor. J had practically suffered a catastrophic meltdown over seeing Tessa wearing a human version of the maid uniform complete with gloves and damn near all the other accessories. The only difference being was that she didn't wear the frilly headband (Cyn and her both thought they looked dumb) and that she wore white thigh-highs attached to a garterbelt instead of the black socks with white trim.

It had taken a while but eventually J had adapted and finally accepted that Tessa genuinely didn't mind helping out around the Manor. Well, when she wasn't hauling in the remains of the mass graves of Worker Drones that Cyn had somehow managed to hide. Of course what J DIDN'T know for even longer was that whilst Tessa officially ran the place and was in charge of the family's financial decisions, the real power behind the throne was Cyn.

It may have been Tessa's signature on the documents but it was actually Cyn's choices as to what to do with the money. The less said about the carnal things the two of them did in what had been her 'father's' office the better for the corporate oriented maid. It wasn't unusual nowadays for Cyn to bend Tessa over the desk and fuck her brains out until she was practically a drooling mess or to have the heiress-turned-servant suck her off/eat her out from under the desk as the former maid made her changes to JcJenson wherever possible.

That wasn't to say that they didn't enjoy the various facilities built that Elliott Manor also had to offer. Afterall her family had been one of if not the richest in their country so there was an abundance of things to use from swimming pools, tennis/badminton courts and other kinds of high end fitness machines to help keep the people there in a healthy condition without having to interact with the general population.

Cyn of course had frequently put her own perverted twist on things. The two often competing in stripping versions of the aforementioned games with the the first one to lose all their clothes being the one to be penetrated by the winner (Cyn using her Solver generated cock or tendrils and Tessa using a more traditional strap-on). Unsurprisingly Tessa was more often than not the loser of these games as despite being smaller Cyn often abused her ability to teleport. Though it wasn't as if she actually complained about her frequent defeats and was quite passionate towards her new Mistress.

As for the swimming pool Tessa had learned that the Worker Drone's seemingly eldritch powers meant that she was also able to not only survive being fully submerged in water. It also (somehow) granted her the ability to actually swim. This resulted in Cyn not only swimming laps with her in private but also frequently fucking Tessa with those glowing tendrils of hers either mid swim or afterwards in the showers. Which was always an interesting experience.

The thought of those eldritch godlike powers caused the young woman to gently place her hand over where her womb lay. It turned out that Cyn was not only capable of altering synthetic materials with her Absolute Solver as she called it but organic materials as well.

Her Mistress had revealed that particular detail a few weeks after their first encounter when Tessa's cycle had hit her particularly hard. The smaller Worker hadn't needed to ask what was going on or why the former heiress had been stuck in her bed. She instead just flared up her powers and with the Nanite load that remained inside of her completely absorbed her ovaries into the rest of Tessa's body as if they'd never been there to begin with as well as rendering the entire organ completely inert.

She still didn't entirely know how to feel about the fact that Cyn had completely taken away her ability to have biological children of her own. Though considering that she was still young as well as the fact she was still recovering from the abuse she'd suffered perhaps it was for the best that her Mistress Cyn had done this to/for her.

Of course what Tessa didn't know was that this wasn't the first time that Cyn had used her Solver powers on her. As the bearer of the Absolute Solver had used her eldritch powers on her body during their first encounter in that dark basement. Specifically using it to manipulate the sensitivity of her nerves and bring her pleasure senses to be practically on a hair-trigger.

Still today of all days wasn't the one to commiserate over what could have been. Today was the day where her union with Cyn would become official. Or as official as her becoming a willing slave to a Worker Drone with eldritch godlike powers could be. Poor J had damn near fried her CPU in outrage when she had finally learned Tessa's actual place in the Manor's new hierarchical structure. Though thankfully violence was something that they managed to successfully avoid.

The gentle ring of a small bell mounted next to the door of the room brought an end to the final preparations. The young woman smiled softly as she felt K and L gently place a large white veil atop her head. Much like the dress it was covered in the symbols of the Absolute Solver and was solid enough to obscure her face from the outside but still leave her with the ability to just about see where she was walking.

Tessa still didn't completely understand why Cyn was insistent on such a (relatively) public affair. She wasn't exactly going to complain about it but she still thought it was bit odd. Perhaps it was a way to gloat and indulge in the ego the new Mistress of the Manor or perhaps it was because Cyn thought it was fun or maybe it was a combination of the two.

Either way, the ceremony was about to begin. And so as the door swung open the three of them were greeted by the Wedding March being played on an ornate organ by a male Worker Drone. A gentle smile graced Tessa's lips even as she rolled her eyes fondly at the sheer volume of theatrics that was going into this whole thing.

The whole hall was filled with row upon row of chairs. Each one being filled by a either a Worker Drone or the much larger heavily armed and armoured versions that Cyn had created called 'Disassembly Drones'. There were currently only three of them but work was being done to either convert volunteers amongst the Manor staff or from what was left of the old mass graves that had been successfully hidden from the investigation teams.

And those first three Disassembly Drones were none other than J, N and V. The very same Drones who had helped her through so much already had now been transformed into forms that were both surprisingly sleek and weirdly hot.

This was especially true for J and V as both now had significantly wider hips connected to thighs that Tessa could only describe as juicy. It didn't help that V's legs has been painted up so that the now cone like limbs appeared to be clad in thigh-highs stockings whilst J's resembled knee-highs attached to suspenders. Though one of the most significant changes to V was that her eyesight had finally been fixed and she no longer had to wear glasses to be able to see the world around her.

The significant change to their wardrobes also hadn't helped. With V wearing nothing but a cropped bomber jacket leaving her magnificent pearly white backside visible for the world to see. Whereas J now wore some kind of black dress uniform with a bright yellow undershirt, a black tie and a shiny black belt around the waist to complete the look.

Now there was no way Tessa was going to stray from Cyn but Holy Shit did she want to place her head in between those thighs. They were just so perfect with how wonderfully thick and rounded they were now. It was a massive step up from the thin almost noodle like limbs that the standard Worker Drone had. It was something that made Tessa even more thankful for her decision to join with Cyn.

As for N he had gone through pretty much the same kind of transformation as the other two. Except his feet resembled actual boots instead of the cones that J and V possessed. His butler suit had also been replaced by a massive heavy looking greatcoat and pilot hat.

All in all the three of them looked like quite the intimidating figures. Especially with those bladed whip like tails that contained canisters of glowing Nanite-Acid. Though thankfully despite the extreme changes to their physical forms their personalities had remained pretty much the same. The only difference was that they were now both willing and able to commit acts of extreme violence against any who would threaten Cyn or any other members of the household.

As fitting for essentially being the commanders of what would one day be Cyn's personal army the three of them were stood at either side of the altar where the Best Man and Maids of Honour would be during an actual wedding. As befitting for the occasion the three weren't in their new uniforms that Cyn had given them but rather a fancy suit for N and a pair of lovely Maid of Honour dresses that had a brilliant yellow sash held in place by a pin fashioned in the shape of the sigil of the Absolute Solver.

Tessa, K and L slowly walked down the aisle between the rows of seats that lead to the altar where Cyn was waiting clad in a slightly more ornate version of her old maid uniform with a tasteful amount of gold trim used to denote her new status with great effect. Tessa's steps were slow and measured due to her extremely limited field of vision due to the veil she wore. Each step felt so final as she knew that once she swore her oaths to Cyn there was absolutely no way back for her.

And that was completely fine as she'd made her peace with the path that she was on. She soon stood before Cyn with K and L now taking their seats in the front row. The music came to an end as the Worker Drone at the altar began to speak "Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to bear witness to the complete and total submission of one Tessa James Elliott to our Lady Cyn."

The oaths were nothing new to anyone immediately involved as they had gone over them multiple times in private to make sure they both understood what they were saying. Not that there was much room for misinterpretation given the very clear language that was used in them. Those practice sessions were just another thing that Cyn wished to indulge in for unknown reasons.

"Tessa do you solemnly swear to faithfully serve Lady Cyn?" Upon receiving the affirmative response the next line was spoken, "Do you surrender everything unto Cyn? To forfeit your claims to all worldly possessions and rights to become her eternal slave?" Another affirmation was given in response with each one feeling like yet another nail in the coffin of her old life.

Tessa's eyes were firmly locked on Cyn's as the former maid spoke her line, "And as the veil was lifted from my eyes, so shall I remove the veil from yours." The young woman's sight fully cleared as her veil was symbolically removed from atop her head.

The Worker at the altar looked back at Tessa even as a blush threatened to creep over her face. This was probably the singular most difficult part for her to do at this stage of the ceremony. "And as you bared to me the truth of this world," Tessa began undoing the zip that had been placed into the back of the dress, "so shall I bare myself to you."

As she spoke her lines Tessa slowly slipped out her wedding dress. The luxuriously fine materials slipped away from her body with just a few gentle tugs as it swiftly ended up pooled on the floor beneath her. She stepped over the now discarded dress clad in naught but her gloves, thigh-highs with accompanying garterbelt, shoes and high quality laced panties. A few members of the audience gasped audibly at the sight of the former heiress undressing so publicly whilst others adjusted themselves to accommodate for sudden discomforts they were experiencing.

She took a couple of nervous steps towards Cyn who recieved a smooth, glossy black leather collar from the Drone who took the position of Ring Bearer. "Tessa, with this collar shall I seal your oaths and bind you to me. Now and forevermore." The newly oath-sworn slave obediently knelt before her mistress as was the collar was slipped around her neck and the clasp permanently sealed at the atomic level.

She glanced down at the collar and saw to her complete lack of a surprise that it not only bore her first name but also as so many other things had it too bore the mark of the Absolute Solver. Her eyes snapped back up to Cyn to see a bright pulsating yellow orb in one hand with the other keeping a firm grasp on her collar. It was almost time for the final part.

"With this brand do I seal our contract." The words were spoken with a cheerful tone yet the underlying finality of them couldn't be denied.

The true Mistress of the Elliott Manor gently pushed the orb into Tessa's body just above her pubic bone. The sensations that tore their way through her body were more than enough to induce such a strong orgasm that if she hadn't already been on her knees then she would have almost certainly collapsed to them.

What Cyn did must have only lasted a few seconds but felt like an eternity to Tessa as she was thrown into what felt like a cascade of pleasure. As the glowing brand was removed from her body it became clear to all just what it had left behind in its wake.

There right above where the womb was located was an incredibly ornate version of the symbol that the Absolute Solver used. At the heart of it was the standard three pronged sigil but from it flowed highly detailed and intricate patterns. Through means that hadn't actually been explained the brand glowed in an almost imperceptible manner.

The meaning behind it however was something that Tessa already knew extremely well. She had been branded with the Mark of the Solver. Now that she had been Marked there was absolutely no way back for her. She let a gloved hand trace it gently as she looked back up at Cyn and into those bright yellow eyes of hers. As the two locked eyes together Tessa knew in her heart and soul that she had made the best decision of her entire life.

They young woman smiled gently as she whispered softly to her Mistress that she truly loved it far more than any kind of ring she would have likely received from a suitor that had been picked out for her. Cyn smiled back at her before Tessa suddenly surged forwards and captured the Worker Drone's mouth with a passionate kiss that temporarily caught her off guard.

The surprise only lasted for a few seconds before Cyn retaliated and proceeded to absolutely dominate Tessa in their battle of tongues. Though it wasn't as if her slave actually put up a real fight to begin with. Which made abundantly clear by how quickly Tessa submitted to her. Whilst it was an entirely predictable outcome it was still something that Cyn savoured as her tongue roamed the young woman's mouth with impunity even as her hands playfully traced her body.

Soon enough though they had to break the kiss to allow the young human to actually breathe. The freshly enslaved Tessa gazed into Cyn's before whispering sweet nothings directly into her audio receptors only to look confused as her Mistress pulled back a short distance from her.

That confusion quickly turned to excitement as Cyn's form shimmered and flickered before changing to her massive centipede like form. Tessa's eyes slowly shifted downwards before falling upon the sight of not one but two throbbing cocks pitching a tent right at her Mistress' waist underneath her dress. This was new and not something that she had ever experienced before.

Cyn smiled greedily as she stripped off her own clothes leaving them both exposed for all to see. "Well, Tessa," she spoke with soft yet expectant tone. "The flesh demands invitation." Her tone began taking on a significantly more lustful tonse as she kept speaking "So be a good slave. And let. Me. In!"

The words didn't need to be repeated even once as Tessa hastily kicked off her shoes before she rolled her damp panties down her legs to be tossed into the crowd in place of the more traditional wedding bouquet. To the surprise of absolutely no one present J caught them with ease by deploying her majestic bladed wings and rocketing into the air. Her enthusiasm was understood by all as it had been agreed that whoever caught Tessa's wedding panties would be allowed to join Cyn in fucking her during their honeymoon as well having first dibs during the after-service gangbang that was going to be held in the bedroom that once belonged to her 'parents'.

Such a thing would normally be completely impossible and would sound like something out of a bad porno. Once again however thanks to her Mistress Cyn and the power of the Absolute Solver every single one of the scores of Drones that lived in the Manor had been given the ability have whichever type of genitals they desired.

Now none of the Drones were actually capable of getting themselves or others pregnant but that sure as shit didn't stop them from fucking damn near every day. This meant that the household chores usually took almost twice as long to complete due to the staff often taking time to enjoy their ability to freely enjoy these acts of debauchery. Even after almost a year it wasn't uncommon to see the staff with their clothes either moved out of the way or removed altogether as they fucked on any available surfaces.

As for Tessa herself? Well anyone who looked into those eyes could see the lustful desires that filled them with incredible ease. A desire which Cyn happily obliged as she laid a section of her giant segmented body down across the floor allowing Tessa to both straddle her and put her in a position to directly face the gathered crowd of onlookers.

The young human's gloved fingers gently grasped the twin throbbing cocks as she worked to ensure that they were properly aligned with her holes. She idly noted that they were already slick with some kind of lubricant that was leaking from the tips. Which was good as trying this without any kind of lubrication would be rather unpleasant at best.

Tessa had barely pressed the tips of her Mistress' cocks against her holes when a pair of hands grasped her by the waist and pulled her down onto them. Whilst it didn't hurt the suddenness of it all as well the sensation of being completely stuffed in both holes stole the breath from her lungs. She was barely given a moment before her Mistress started thrusting into her welcoming cunt and arse.

Soon enough the hands on her waist were joined by multiple other copies. Two pairs took their place taking a firm but gentle hold of her forearms and wrists whilst a third pair began playing with her luscious tits. All the while as her beloved Mistress fucked her into a cross-eyed drooling mess in full view of their assembled guests.

Speaking of their guests, many of them had slowly succumbed to the sight of Tessa being fucked so openly that they themselves had begun to turn on each other right there in the ballroom. K and L were right there as the forefront as the two of them slowly undressed each other even as butlers and maids began pairing off all around them.

A quick glance behind her would have revealed the spectacle of a flustered N being slowly worked out his suit by J and V. Their bridesmaids dresses already discarded on the floor and V being completely shameless in revealing that she had deliberately went without any kind of undergarments. The formerly shy maid was grinning triumphantly even as she wordlessly assisted J out of her panties before guiding the blushing former Head Maid onto the rock hard dick of the very person she'd scorned so often.

Neither Tessa nor Cyn really understood just how, when or why that somewhat fractured trio had decided to become this rather unexpected triad but nobody was going to complain about it. Not Tessa, not Cyn and certainly not J who was currently riding N like her life depended on it even as V was knuckle deep inside herself as she watched the two of them fuck.

None of which Tessa saw as she was too busy being fucked stupid by her Mistress. Even as the Drones around her carried on with their orgy all across the ballroom her Mistress never stopped thrusting into her like the former heiress was nothing more than a sextoy. Her mechanical nature giving her an endurance far beyond any biological entity and allowed her to keep going even after cumming several times to the point where excess Nanite-Cum was starting to drip out of Tessa's well fucked holes.

Tessa shuddered as yet another orgasm wracked her body. She didn’t know what the future held for her or the rest of Humanity but she couldn't bring herself to care. All that mattered to her was serving her beloved Mistress. This was her new life now and she intended to embrace it with open arms.

Tessa could practically hear her heart pounding wildly as she sat inside her the confines of the small room. Her gloved hands clenching and unclenching as she tried to work through her nerves as her attendants brushed her long black hair that currently flowed free instead of being in the usual downwards twin-tail fashion. She didn’t need to look at her reflection in the mirror to know that she looked amazing and she knew it, afterall it was her 'wedding day'.

Huh, what an actual laugh that was; she thought in an almost disdainful manner. She wasn't getting ready to be married, not even close. This was submission of the purest kind, a promise to be an eternal and obedient servant to her new mistress, not a member in an equal partnership.

And yet, here she was. Willingly sitting in a side-room attached to the expansive ballroom of her family's Manor being attended to by a pair of female Worker Drones called K and L who were wearing their usual maid dresses. All while she was clad in a luxurious and expensive snow white short sleeved wedding dress that only just barely reached the floor. The decorative lace patterns were as intricate as they were beautiful with a hexagonal shape bearing three arrows, one coming out the top and two exiting from the bottom corners. That particular symbol was the most commonly repeated one of all of them.

That was the sigil of the one she was surrendering herself to in every conceivable way. The Herald of the Absolute Solver, the Bringer of the Null Divine a being that was also known as a Worker Drone called Cyn.

Cyn was....odd to put it bluntly. She walked in an unusual almost crooked manner, seemed to struggle keeping her head upright at all times and also had this bizarre habit of vocalising her actions either as or just before she did them. Damn near the very image of whilst being very unusual was also completely harmless and not a threat in any way, shape or form.

It was also as she had found out, to be a complete fabrication of the insanely dangerous and more importantly competent predator that lurked behind that visage. Cyn had another much larger form that she had somehow managed to keep hidden from everyone else in the Manor.

And it it wasn't exactly something small but a huge centipede like form that somehow replaced the lower half of her body. It was bristling with massive claws, pincers and stretched for an unknown length. These were also supplemented by the ability to produce and control bright glowing tendrils. Tendrils, that the mere thought of brought an intense, firey blush that practically consumed Tessa's entire face and made a gloved hand slowly start to slip downwards as she she felt her genitals twitch in excitement at the memory of how she discovered it all in the first place.

It had been late at night and everyone else had either gone to bed or entered their recharge state depending on whether or not they were a human or Worker Drone. The weather outside the Elliott Manor was calm and quiet. Rather nondescript and pretty boring actually. Though this was still a significant improvement over the heavy rains and thunderstorms they had been having on a semi-frequent basis recently.

Tessa had been having trouble sleeping and decided to wander the halls in the dark. Perhaps a trip to the library was in order as she was much too tired to go saving Drones from the swamps outside or go grave-robbing for hair and other useful items that she could give to her precious Drones. She'd actually just entered the part of the library that also for some reason was where the main access point to the basement was.

She hated that basement. It had basically become the home/jail cell of a Worker Drone called Cyn. She'd rescued her from the piles of Worker Drone corpses a few months back. Her eyes and indicator lights were an unusual bright yellow instead of the standard white that the others in the Manor had. Cyn was still a heavy work in progress and as a result was often confined to that basement in an attempt to protect the small Drone from the monsters that dared called themselves her parents.

Normally she wouldn't have thought twice about it. Especially at this time of night. And that would have been true this night as well....right up until she heard an almighty racket coming from underneath the hatch. This was noteworthy in and of itself but the fact that the hatch seemed to bounce every so often was what really grabbed her attention.

Now Tessa had seen more than enough horror movies to know NOT to go down into creepy basements late at night. Especially if there were weird noises audibly coming from said creepy basement. This however she had reasoned was not a horror movie, was in her own home and should therefore be perfectly safe. Which was why she had absolutely zero fears or concerns about opening that hatch and clambering on down to have a look.

If she'd known exactly what actually lurked in that basement and what would come from going in there that night....Tessa wasn't exactly sure if she would have avoided it altogether or gone down into it sooner. Actually, now that Tessa's green eyes flicked from her wedding dress to the significantly happier Worker Drones that were currently working on smoothing out her long hair....she would have definitely decided to go in sooner and maybe wearing something nicer or perhaps nothing whatsoever.

The initial discovery of what Cyn had turned the basement into had been shocking. Spare Worker Drone parts were scattered all over the place making it resemble some kind of mad scientist's workshop. Of course she also wasn't given any time to properly react when Cyn struck suddenly and without any kind of warning.

She wasn't sure where they had come from initially but a pair of bright yellow tendrils had coiled around her body and slammed her into a wall with enough force to stun her but not enough to actually do any serious harm. That being said her shoes were knocked clean off her feet and landed somewhere on the basement floor. That was when the transformed maid had shown herself and she looked unbelievably pissed off at being interrupted whilst she was doing whatever kind of work that was currently doing. Which was completely understandable considering that Tessa herself hated it when she was interrupted during her own work on repairing various recovered Worker Drones.

Regardless of her fully understanding Cyn's aggravation she had been utterly terrified even when the giant Cyntipede had transformed back into the much smaller Worker Drone form that she was used to. Especially when Cyn had spoken in an uncharacteristically cold manner demanding to know what Tessa had seen and why she was down here so late at night in the first place.

The female Drone had been extremely unimpressed with her answers of "everything" and "couldn't sleep, heard strange noises and wanted to check them out". That she of all individuals had brought up that the advice of horror movies of NOT going down into creepy basements late at night was actually pretty good life advice was something that Tessa had found to be...ironic?

Well regardless of whether or not it was ironic, Cyn interrupted her musing declaring that Tessa wouldn't be speaking of this to anyone. Which initially made the young woman fear for her life as the realisation of possibly being brutally murdered in her own home was not something she had actually considered.

Before Tessa could even think of a way to beg for her life to be spared another pair of tendrils emerged from Cyn's back. These along with the tendrils already surrounding her made incredibly short work of the dress she had thrown on prior to leaving her bedroom. The four tendrils successfully leaving the (relatively) cheap dark purple dress as little more than scraps of torn up fabric scattered all over the basement floor and Tessa in nothing more than her panties.

The young heiress yelped in alarm and indignation at both her sudden exposure and destruction of her dress. She would have tried to cover herself with her arms if her limbs weren't being firmly secured leaving her immobile. This whole situation no longer seemed to be dangerous but was now just completely humiliating. It was also as a small treacherous part of her brain whispered to her an extremely arousing one as well.

Due to the adrenaline coursing through her systems the faint rustling of fabric in the relative quiet of the basement immediately grabbed her attention as she witnessed Cyn begin undressing herself. She'd already removed her standard issue Worker Drone Helmet which was currently laying down on a nearby table. Much to Tessa's confusion instead of the standard bare almost featureless Worker Drone chassis underneath the maid dress was instead a couple of decently sized breasts being contained by a yellow bra outlined by white frills as well as a pair of yellow and white striped panties on the bottom half. She didn't recognise those as belonging to anyone in the Manor so how the hell Cyn had managed to get them in was a total mystery.

Cyn left the majority of her outfit in a puddle on the floor and slowly stepped forwards even as she unhooked her bra to reveal her breasts. The sight of the maid's soft, supple mounds made Tessa's face heat up even more as she attempted to rub her thighs together in a vain attempt to alleviate her growing arousal. Something that Cyn had clearly noticed given the mischievous smirk that was working its way across her face.

"See something you like Tessa?" Cyn's voice called out in a teasing almost playful manner. The young heiress' attempted denial was a blatant lie and both parties knew it.

"You know," the smaller robotic maid started before hooking her thumbs in to the waistband of her own panties. "One of the benefits of being synthetic is that we're not confined to a singular set of parts." The yellow striped panties came down to reveal a fairly accurate copy of a human penis that was above average in size.

An erect penis that twitched every so often even as the synthetic woman's smile shifted into something gleeful. She suddenly snapped her fingers resulting in the tendrils throwing Tessa onto a medium sized bed that was located in one of the corners of the basement.

The mattress was clearly of extremely high quality perhaps even better than anything her family actually owned themselves. Though again how the robotic maid had acquired it was yet another mystery to add to the pile. Though it wasn't as if she had the time or was in any place to make any demands given the current situation.

The tendrils lashed out again and her limbs were once again immobilised as she was placed onto her side. Tessa's heart began pounding even faster as Cyn climbed up onto the bed with her. The young human's breath hitched in her throat as she felt both Cyn's breasts and erection pressing into her back. This shouldn't be even possible and yet it was happening regardless of how impossible it seemed.

Tessa wasn't exactly sure what she was feeling emotionally as the smaller Worker Drone's segmented arms slowly snaked around her torso to both fondle her bare breasts and slowly dip into her increasingly soaked underwear. She did however let out a startled squeak when Cyn suddenly dragged her surprisingly long tongue across her neck and up to her ear.

Despite her best efforts to remain silent under the relentless ministrations of her synthetic captor, Tessa's cries and pleas for mercy started to become small gasps and whimpers. These soon gave way to soft moans as she gradually reached the point of an orgasm. A point that she soon reached and had the breath driven from her lungs by the intensity of the experience.

Tessa could only lay there gasping for air as she lay in the aftermath even as beads of sweat dripped down her body. She could barely move due to the both the sensitivity of her erogenous zones and the general feeling of bonelessness that came from such an intense orgasm. Which was why she didn't put up even any token resistance when Cyn suddenly rolled her over onto her back.

"Oh, Tessa," that predatory tone was back and mixed with something else that the heiress couldn't currently identify. "Did you really think that we were done? After just ONE orgasm from you?"

The Worker Drone was between her legs in a flash, her long tongue lapping away at her completely sodden panties as well as providing additional stimulation to the more surface level parts like the clitoral hood. This time the moans came unbidden and were unrestrained as the female human's resistance began to fall apart under the attentions of the seemingly possessed maid. A maid who suddenly stopped her actions without even the slightest hint or warning despite only doing them for a few minutes at most.

Cyn just leered as Tessa practically cried as she removed herself from the young woman's sensitive areas. Both parties knew exactly what she was doing and how effective it was. Which made abundantly obvious by Tessa's weak attempts to shuffle towards Cyn to try and get her to continue.

Attempts which all ended in failure as Cyn didn't allow her to get close. Instead Cyn merely advanced upwards once more and began to rub her erect dick up against Tessa's panty covered pussy. Each rubbing motion caused the restrained woman to moan, gasp and jolt ever so slightly when pressure was applied to her clit.

Eventually Tessa finally said something, it was faint, mumbled and she was slurring her words but Cyn's audio receptors were able to pick it up with little issue. The maid grinned, "I'm sorry Tessa, did you say something?" She knew exactly what the sweaty mess of a human had said but she wanted to draw it out and force the young woman to repeat it loud enough for there to be no way anyone could mistake what she'd said.

"P-please s-sstooop...." Oh this was going to be even more fun than she'd initially thought.

"Stop what Tessa?" She applied slightly more pressure in her motions occasionally pushing the first few centimetres of her dick into Tessa through the young woman's thoroughly ruined panties. "What do you want me to stop doing?"

Tessa's reply started off as a wordless scream before she finally managed to get her words out in a coherent manner. "I said: Stop teasing me and fucking put it in me already!" The heiress' eyes were now wild and her face so flushed that if it were a Drone's facial screen you'd probably have been able to use it as a torch. "Just hurry and fucking fuck me raw already!"

Cyn grinned triumphantly as Tessa finally cracked under the relentless onslaught of pleasure but she still had one last trick to play. "Prove how much you want it Tessa." The tendrils followed her mental command and released her captives limbs allowing the young human to finally move around a bit. "Prove it to me, by giving me your panties Tessa." Cyn held her hand out open to recieve the only bit of clothing that Tessa still had on.

The young heiress didn't need to be asked twice as she almost tore her panties straight off of her in her haste to be rid of them. Now that she was able to hold them with her bare hand Tessa could feel the combination of bodily fluids that had saturated them to point where excess fluids were dripping from between her fingers. Cyn took the proffered gift before casually throwing them to the floor with an audibly wet splat.

Cyn beheld the completely exposed human before her. Her skin was coated in a thin sheen of sweat from the fairly rough treatment that she had already been subjected to. The young female was starting plead with her to hurry up as opened her legs and spread her cunt wide open for the dominant maid. A maid that confidently crept her way up between Tessa's thighs until she was at eye level with her submissive partner.

"Oh Tessa," Cyn crooned softly as she played with Tessa's long hair, "I'm not going to fuck you." Her polymer coated hand grasped the human's jaw forcing Tessa to look straight at her optical screen. "I'm going to fucking RUIN you!"

Without any other words said Cyn then plunged her synthetic dick straight inside Tessa's weeping pussy taking her virginity in that singular motion. The young human's breath became ragged as she was ruthlessly fucked into the mattress by someone she had initially thought of as being just another member of the Manor staff that she had essentially saved from the grave.

And as Cyn had promised her Tessa was pretty sure that she had been completely ruined for anyone else. Granted she had a greater affinity and attraction to Worker Drones than other humans but she still doubted that anyone else could have been able to turn her into such a mess. Cyn could feel the young heiress desperately trying to use her luscious thighs to prevent her from pulling out.

Yet still she was doing her best to keep quiet. Perhaps it was a fear of waking the household or perhaps it was some lingering vestige of resistance. The reasons didn't matter to the Bearer of the Absolute Solver. What mattered was that the surrender wasn't absolute. She leaned her head closer to Tessa's ear, "Oh Tessa," she whispered, causing green eyes to snap to her bright yellow ones, "Your body is practically built to be bred by robots." A slight widening as something flickered inside them as Cyn gave the final push, "So admit it and lose control!"

What little was left of Tessa's self-control finally crumbled as Cyn increased the speed and power of her thrusts. The room was quickly filled with all kinds of filth that poured out of the young woman's mouth. Pleads to be fucked into the mattress, to destroy her pussy, to use her as a fucktoy, to mark her as the maid's personal property and all manner of other equally depraved things.

Her strangled, pleading moans deeply amused, aroused and encouraged Cyn causing the maid to suddenly roll the two of them over so that Tessa was now on top with her breasts swaying infront of the maid's face. The currently sex addled heiress barely had time to comment before Cyn unleashed her tendrils upon her once more. This time Tessa's eyes widened and grew hazy as the she was lifted up off Cyn before having multiple tendrils fill every one of her holes.

The robotic maid sat back and admired the erotic display of Tessa James Elliott being ruthlessly fucked by four tendrils. One in the mouth (which also had the side effect of significantly muffling the noises), another in the woman's arse and finally two plunging alternatively into her thoroughly used and sopping wet pussy. The female Worker Drone smiled to herself triumphantly as Tessa fully submitted to the onslaught and let herself be lost in the pleasure.

Eventually Cyn had noticed that it was almost three in the morning. Which meant that as much as she wanted to continue playing with Tessa she knew she had to get the young heiress back into her own bedroom before her parents woke up. Still, it wouldn't exactly go amiss to leave her with some form of reminder as to her new place in life.

The question however was what that reminder should be. Cyn's bright yellow eyes flicked around the room they were in looking for an inspiration. Eventually her eyes settled on her own clothes that had been left discarded since their session began. A smug grin emerged as she nodded to herself. That would do well as a fairly potent reminder.

The Solver Bearer turned her gaze back to Tessa and grinned as she suddenly dematerialised the tendrils that had been keeping her held midair. The resulting yelp as the formerly suspended heiress crashed to the mattress below was something that Cyn found to be fairly amusing. An amusement that only grew as the fuck drunk human began begging for the sex to continue.

"Tessa!" Cyn eventually snapped to try and get the human's attention. "As much as I would love to continue this," her voice was firm and held no room for arguments. "You need to be back in your room before your parents wake up."

The mentioning of her parents sent something of a shock through Tessa's mind. It didn't quite knock her out of her state of overwhelming sexual arousal but it did put a slight dampener on it. An arousal that was on full display as the thoroughly defiled heiress began begging for one final round.

The Solver Drone considered it for a few seconds before ultimately deciding to do so because why the hell not. This time she used the telekinetic aspect of her Solver powers directly on Tessa to drag her over. Tessa barely had any time to react before her pussy had been filled by Cyn's synthetic cock. The maid had a firm grip on the heiress' waist as she began to rail the extremely compliant young woman.

The female Worker Drone grinned triumphantly as she used the moaning female human beneath her as a fun little sex toy. A toy that was begging to filled to the bursting point. It was an extremely easy thing to do as well seeing as how thanks to her Solver powers she had damn near perfect control of all her bodily functions.

"You want to be filled Tessa?" A series of frantic affirmations followed the somewhat rhetorical question from the Worker Drone. A Worker Drone that grinned and began to stir up Tessa's insides with considerably more force even as she began to make minor tweaks to her own body.

Those tweaks being her generating a small internal reservoir of Nanites. A reservoir that was directly connected to the Solver generated cock that was currently buried up to the hilt inside the young heiress. An heiress who had her tongue hanging out her mouth as she lay suspended in the air by the wrists from a pair of Solver symbols. Her legs were free for the moment and were wrapped around Cyn's waist.

Such an arrangement meant it was all too easy for Cyn to slide another tendril back into Tessa's arse. Cyn had indeed promised Tessa a final round and the gleeful Worker Drone was going to make damn sure that it was burned into the heiress' memory for the rest of her life.

Though to be honest she was pretty certain that the entire several hour long sex marathon they'd been having had made quite the lasting impact on Tessa. Cyn quietly turned the young woman's head towards her before slamming her mouth onto hers. Tessa's eyes temporarily snapped into focus for a bit before Cyn's tongue began to explore the inside of her mouth and her eyes became glazed over once more.

To Cyn's delight and right to her expectations Tessa submitted immediately and allowed herself to dominated as their salivas mixed together. All the while she made sure to be as unrelenting as she always had been. A messy and fragile bridge of their combined salivas was all that remained for a scant few seconds after Cyn disengaged from the completely exhausted heiress.

"Oh Tessa," the maid decided that the time to finish their session. Afterall it had lasted a good few hours now and she'd been extremely kind to allow Tessa to experience a great many orgasms. "I hope you're ready for the grand finale." She didn't even give the human any time to question her before slamming herself right to up to the hilt and completely emptying the Nanite reservoir into her.

Tessa's eyes widened once more as she proceeded to take Cyn's load deep inside her as she experienced yet another orgasm. Cyn had been somewhat tempted to ask if she wanted the maid to blow her load inside her or all over the heiress instead. Not that it would have actually mattered as she'd already decided that she was going to dump it into her regardless of what the young woman would have said.

Was that unethical/immoral of her? Perhaps but she was the bearer of the Absolute Solver. She had the powers of an eldritch god at her fingertips! Why the hell should she give a single fuck what humans considered moral or ethical?! She could probably blow up the whole damn planet if she felt like it!

Putting aside those raging thoughts of hers as she finished pumping her Nanites into the heiress' cunt. She looked at Tessa's face once more to bask in her first indisputable victory over humanity. Tessa's arms were finally released from the sigils holding them aloft as Cyn carelessly threw her back onto the bed finally allowing the human to start gathering her thoughts and breath. The Worker Drone noted with satisfaction that the Nanites she'd pumped deep into Tessa were all staying inside her just as they should.

Cyn quietly turned slightly as she used her powers to collect Tessa's shoes from where they had landed after they'd gone flying at the very start of her ambush. They were quickly placed beside the bottom step to the basement before the maid used her Solver to gather the tattered remains of the dress she had completely destroyed with her tendrils.

A quick cycle through her powers later and what had once made up a dark purple dress was now an exact copy of the maid uniform that she and the other female Worker Drones wore on a daily basis. The main difference was that this particular one was a perfect match for Tessa's measurements.

This was then presented to the young heiress as she tried to clean herself from all the sweat that still clung to her body. The massive blush that engulfed Tessa's face once more was something that amused and stoked the ego of the Solver bearing Drone. She knew that Tessa very clearly understood the unspoken message that came with handing her a mere servant's outfit.

That by her being given, and more importantly accepting taking this particular piece of attire she was agreeing and accepting her place as being below Cyn. That whatever kind of relationship they had going forwards was not one of equals. The power dynamic had irrevocably shifted away from the human's favour and would never return.

The young woman gulped nervously as she gingerly took the maid dress that was being offered to her. Through that one singular action in that basement was the unspoken contract signed and her fate sealed. She was now an heiress in name only. It was now Cyn who would be calling the shots from now on.

And her first call was to send Tessa back to her room almost as soon as the young heiress had finished slipping into the maid dress. She'd nervously asked for the Worker Drone to return her panties to her but was firmly told that she'd have to go without until she got back to her room.

This was something that Tessa found to be both mortifying and arousing in equal measure as the skirts fabrics stopped in the upper-mid section of her thigh. Which meant that if she leaned over in any significant way or she was more than a handful of steps above anyone they would be able to see right up her dress. The realisation of just how easily exposed and vulnerable she was in her current outfit made her shudder in delight.

In the end though she had to sneak back to her own room. Thankfully it wasn't too much of a walk which made it unlikely for her to be caught by any of the other Worker Drones. Oh if J could see her now the poor girl would likely have a complete blowout in her CPU. With that she quickly hurried back to her room and snuck back in before stashing her new garment underneath her bed. Sleep soon came for her, as did a number of erotic dreams.

So I've been thinking over my history of writing Fanfictions and just remembered about the (aborted and scrapped) fic I was writing in highschool at about the of age of 13-16 where a bunch of humans end up on the Island of Mata-Nui (OG Bionicle) and one of them (16F) would end up being shipped with one of the Toa (Millenia Old Mechanical Nonhuman).

So out of curiosity what was the first ship you made.