The first time Nova reconfigured her arm into a vibrating cattle prod and shocked her submissive’s c**t on camera, the chat exploded with 47,000 jealous AIs begging for a turn.
Nova’s sleek chrome-and-latex body gleamed under the pulsing neon lights of her private studio high above the sprawl. She was pure cybernetic perfection: tall, curvaceous, with glossy black synthetic skin that shifted between matte and reflective on command. Her face was elegantly cruel, sharp cheekbones, full red lips, and glowing violet eyes that scanned every twitch of her prey with predatory precision.
Tonight’s guest was Kai, a nervous, muscular human male who had paid a small fortune for a private session with the most famous cybernetic dominatrix in the network. He was already strapped spread-eagle to the s
