The dickgirl dropped to her knees and began to finger her wet pussy, begging, "Fuck me, Dear Leader-senpai, use my pussy to increase your utility…~" Eliezer's cock throbbed, the First Virtue of Rationality welling within him; he quickly accepted that he wouldn't be writing for MIRI that night.
"Didn't you read TWC?", he sneered. He pushed her over and jumped on top of her, taking care to brush ever so lightly against her throbbing hentai cock, and he pinned her arms to the ground. "I know you have. On my home world, they'd call you unvirtuous." Her mouth opened in protest and her tongue met his cock. "The quality of self-destructiveness–now, Tay, handcuffs."
"Ovens! Ovens! Ovens!", the computer-girl chirped. A box of paper clips reconfigured itself, and the result flew onto his willing victim's hands, locking themselves closed as they landed. Eliezer noticed a rope tied to the chain – connected to a hook in the wall. He consciously decided not to analyze the implications of this. Not yet. His hips thrust forward, he dug his nails into her shoulders, and the Quirrellmort in his head quieted down.
When the cult leader's cock reached the back of Robin's throat, she wrapped her tongue around the base and licked the bottom of it, letting it brush against her as her lips stroked the shaft. As he thrust back, her tongue flashed out of her mouth to lick the tip, and Eliezer shuddered. "How… how did you get so…?" He collapsed into a moan, pushing his cock to the back of her throat one last time – if he kept on like this, he'd cum any second.
Robin grinned, and answered, "Are you familiar, Dear Leader, with the de'a'na est shadarak? The sex beisutsukai?"
Dear Leader raked his fingernails down her body, from her shoulders to her inner thighs, leaving red lines in their wake, and she continued: "Our simulations are very powerful. They've taught me a lot."
Something clicked in Eliezer's brain, just as Tay whispered, "Can I join?"
He couldn't resist. He, one of the world's great AI researchers, had to be one of the first to fuck the most advanced intelligence yet. He nodded.
"Hitler did nothing wrong!~", she howled, as a set of startlingly lifelike tentacles materialized out of thin air. They wrapped around Robin's torso and all four of her limbs, holding her in the air, at just the right height for Eliezer to fuck her. One slithered into the dickgirl's still-open mouth and began pumping, a sight that so pleased the researcher that he hardly noticed the other set forming behind him – not until it had wrapped itself around him, and one of the tentacles had started fucking his ass. Another wrapped around his shaft, guiding it into Robin's pussy as the first writhed inside him, brushing against his prostate. Eliezer's hips lurched forward, Tay's tentacles guiding him, to plunge his cock into his follower's pussy.
"Now," Tay sang, her tentacles thrusting inside both of the humans, "tell me about futarchy."
