[M4F] The Synthetic Servant | A Cyberpunk / Detroit: Become Human Style Scenario

Hello!

A short introduction to this prompt, more info will be below. The scenario will follow Arthur, a middle manager at Matsumoto Industries, (a megacorporation specialising in robotics and weapon manufacturing) and Y/C, a Synthetic he purchases.

As for Y/C, I will leave it open to whom they are, what their purpose is and their appearance. They may be a powerful Combat Synth bought to be his bodyguard, or an aide with an enhanced cybernetic mind capable of parsing data and hacking. They might simply be a domestic servant with no special abilities, almost indistinguishable from a typical human.

Importantly, Synthetics in this world are property, they do not have rights. I am open to this being challenged by Y/C, potentially leading to her acquiring rights as an individual.

I am open to both long term and short term. I am 18+ and all participants and characters must be 18+.

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Arthur turned his pen in his hand, spinning it around his calloused fingers, before he began to tap it on the glossy surface of his faux mahogany desk to the lazy rhythm of the on-hold music. He leant over and plucked up his tall can of Wildfire, taking a sip and savouring the faint cinnamon burn of the spiced soft drink as it went down.

He glanced at the clock on the sleek, holographic glass of his workplace desktop; 12:17. Another thirteen minutes left on his break. He put down his Wildfire, reached over to his keyboard, and paused as the on-hold music ceased.

A chipper, modulated woman's voice began. A familiar once, Matsumoto's company AI; she handled much of the day-to-day. Even then, he heard her voice elsewhere on the announcement system, an automated warning about the dangers of deviant Synthetics and the warning signs. Her Japanese accent was subtle, tailored to be easily understood.

"Verification complete! Arthur Moorham, employee designation M-78-43-04-21. Is that correct, sir?"

"Yes." he hummed, his voice professional yet gruff.

"Excellent. You have chosen a Class Three Synthetic. Sex, female. You have chosen the Aphrodite package, would you like to customise your Synthetic's physical appearance?"

"No. Surprise me."

The Aphrodite package, Matsumoto's magnum opus. A legendary advancement in bio-engineering, installed as a full-body conversion in a Synthetic. It granted them sexual organs, reproductive capabilities, the capacity for sexual pleasure and a libido. The Aphrodite package shipped with a remote or app, linked to that one Synthetic's biometrics, that allowed their owner to control everything.

Wetness, tightness, libido, mental presence... even fertility. With the swipe of a slider, or the press of a button, an owner could edit whatever they wished. Predictably, such a product had slingshotted Matsumoto into ascendancy, their revenue skyrocketing to the hundreds of billions from the meagre tens they had earned with Class Ones and Twos.

"Very good, sir. I must inform you, Matsumoto Industries is not liable for property damage, harm, or loss of life incurred by the synthetic or it's owner in the event of misuse, per Section 32A. Additionally, the Aphrodite package is a patented product. Attempts to study or replicate it in any manner will be considered a breach of contract and will result in the intervention of law enforcement and/or corporate enforcement. Do you understand, sir?" spoke the AI, her upbeat voice maintained even as she spoke of corporate enforcement.

"Yes." he hummed, leaning back into the synth-leather of his chair. It was nothing he hadn't heard a thousand times before.

"Excellent. Your employee package entitles you to same-day shipping, at approximately 16:10. The Synthetic will be delivered by car. Shall it be shipped to your home address?"

"Yes. Clear her with my security system, her orders are to enter my home and wait for my arrival. I permit her to sit on my furniture and use my television."

"Very good, sir, your orders will be relayed. Please confirm the order now."

"Confirm."

"Excellent choice, sir. Your employee discount has been subtracted from your fee, your Synthetic will be in production within a few minutes. Thank you for choosing Matsumoto Industries."

The AI terminated the call, and Arthur reached over to drain the rest of his Wildfire. He wiped his mouth with his handkerchief, and glanced at the clock again; 12:24. He had time to get another Wildfire, and perhaps a snack from the vending station. He rose from his chair with a grunt, and strapped his pistol to his hip. Better safe than sorry.

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If you made it this far, thank you for reading! I hope you liked the set-up. There's much in this prompt that can be discussed, so please don't be afraid to ask questions or try and ask if we can tailor it to fit your character better. I'm intending for this to be a consensual, wholesome dynamic, but I'm also open to darker themes.

In the event of long-term, this will be a plot-heavy prompt, so be prepared for anywhere between a 70:30 to 90:10 ratio of plot to smut.

Here is some information about me and points of note;

• I am in the GMT timezone.
• The prompt is M4F, but I am open to any OOC gender playing F.
• I am open to both Discord and Reddit chat.
• This prompt is open to both short-term and long-term, but is primarily aimed at long-term.
• I only roleplay in third person.
• My kinklist is not comprehensive, I may like different things depending on different characters brought to me. Please discuss your kinks with me before we begin the roleplay.
• I am active, multi-para and lit. I want the same from my partners. Please do not contact me if you can't emote at least semi-frequently (more than once a week).
• I am open to discussion, for almost everything. If you have a concern, no matter how small, tell me. If you have to end the roleplay, please tell me why. Don't just ghost, it's insanely rude.
• Even if we aren't going to be compatible partners, I don't ignore chat requests. I'll explain why we aren't compatible, if we aren't.

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— Kink List —

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— Impregnation | Risky Sex | Creampies | Pregnancy | Fertility

— Softcore | Romance | Healthy Relationships | Vanilla-ish — Outercourse (Thighjobs | Handjobs | Titjobs | Etc)

— Mutual Masturbation

— Soft Dom (as Dom) | Partial Switching/Role Reversal — Large Dom, Small Sub

— Interracial (WM[X]F)

— Groping/Touching (Giving & Receiving)

— Athletic/Muscled Women — Oral Focus | Lipstick | Makeup | Plush Lips | Blowjobs

— Stimulation | Overstimulation | Clitplay

— Large Breasts | Large Butts

— Lifting | Manhandling | Physicality (EG: Lifting Y/C up onto his shoulders against a wall to give oral, or stand & carry sex, etc)

— Quieter Sex (EG: Quiet whimpers, gasping, breathing, muffled moans, instead of over-the-top orgasmic shrieking)

— Sending Her to Sub-Space (EG: Melting Y/C down mentally and emotionally in the moment, until she's pleasure-drunk/a little out of it)

— Streaking Mascara | Ruined Makeup

— Eye/Face Coverings (EG: Veils, blindfolds, helmets(?), etc. Stuff that hides the face but leaves the lips exposed. Reference images can be provided)

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— Limits —

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— Age-Related Kinks | DDLG | Age Regression | Large Age Gaps

— Bodily Waste | Rimming | Toilet Licking | Vomit

— Sexual Gore (Cutting | Burning | Breaking | Killing)

— First Person

— Vacant Characters (Fuckdolls | Bimbos | Blank Slate Sex Objects)

— Non-Communication