Cherry is a campaigning journalist. She has discovered that a company has started making very life-like s*x robots,

and that they are sending them out as bribes to business people and politicians around the world. This is clearly both p*rverted and corrupt, and prudish prim-and-proper Cherry sets out to infiltrate the organisation and grab a scoop. She's discovered that the robots are being sent out from a "distribution centre" at a big country estate.

A first attempt to gain entry is frustrated when the guards spot her and march her off the premises. She goes back

to her apartment and changes into a bl*ck outfit, going back later at night and avoiding the guards. She finds a room with one of the robots laid on a table, ready to be packaged up in a cage-like crate. She hears the guards coming and quickly realises there IS a way for her to find out what's going on. She strips the bl*ck leotard and control helmet off the robot and quickly takes its place! The unsuspecting guards duly package her up and deliver her to the rich p*rvert who the company is trying to bribe.

The new owner (Hywel) unpacks her, presses the control buttons to activate her. Cherry of course must play along - she needs to convince this creep that she is just a s*x robot, so she can properly dish the dirt when she escapes and publishes her expose. She therefore has to play along as he experiments with his new s*x toy, still wrapped in her spandex zentai suit.

It turns out that he's a dominant sadist and like all sorts of k*nky fuckery. Fortunately he's using voice commands, so each command gives Cherry her instructions. P*in sl*t mode, damsel mode, p*rn star mode - all give her just enough to respond appropriately as he orders her around the room and perves at the sight of his spandex-clad curvaceous new s*x machine.

Styling it out becomes considerably harder once the bastard starts with the p*in play. She manages to keep it together, grimacing in p*in under the sleek bl*ck control helmet as he spanks her arse, parades her around the room and makes her submit to b*ndage and a tight crotch rope. The addition of clover n*pple clamps nearly makes her break - thank goodness for the helmet! He orders her to writhe on the floor at his feet, caressing herself as if this painful humiliation is just the sexiest thing. "P*in sl*t mode" indeed, what a p*rvert!

The s*x robot company promises a very life-like experience, so of course he doesn't leave the spandex zentai suit and helmet on forever. Once her's toyed with his new s*x robot a bit, he orders her to disrobe, and removes the control helmet. He comments on just how realisitic and lifelike the robot is as he paws her breasts, pokes his fingers into her mouth and slaps her around to see how her "simulated" skin responds. Of course it seems even more lifelike than the company advertises - because it is Cherry, a real living girl!

Now he gets set for another B*SM scene. Once again he wraps her in rope, this time a karada with a tight crotch rope. Cherry must stay expressionless and be stoic, especially when he can see her face. She has to keep up the pretence of being a robot girl or who knows what will happen to her! He hauls her over his knee for a spanking and orders her to respond in different modes as a damsel, a p*in-sl*t or a p*rn-star. He plays with her tits and crops them, then turns the riding crop onto her sensitive p*ssy! She winces in p*in but can only cry out when she is supposed to be in the right robot mode.

Next he gets a bit experimental - ordering her to stand on one leg, balancing with her hands on her head.

Is he testing the robot's capabilities, or does he suspect that she is a living imposter? Now "ballet mode", what the f*ck is that? Sexing it up while the creep runs his paws all over her seems to be a big part of the play, too!

In the bedroom he has his "s*x robot" frogtied and anchored to the corners of the bed by her collar. It's time for him to get on with some business, so he leave her there, plugging the "induction charger" magic wand vibrator in to make sure his s*x robot is fully charged by the time he gets back. Finally, a chance for Cherry to get free and escape, get clear of this mad-house and get the story back to her editor! Unfortunately he's discarded her still in b*ndage, inconsiderate of discomfort- after all, she's a thing, not a person. She manages to get partially out of the ropes when disaster strikes - he comes back into the room, talking on his phone!

There's no hiding the fact that she's not in the position she should be in, and that she's wriggled free of some of the ropes. Surely he's going to discover her? But on the phone he's telling the robot corporation that no, there's no way the unit they delivered to him is a real girl.The one he has is definitely a robot. Even though someone broke in to their dispatch centre last night and one of their delivery clients might not have got what they were expecting.

Maybe a reprogrammed robot, or maybe even a human interloper? He says he has no grounds for suspicion that his s*x robot might be something other than as advertised.

He knows. Doesn't he? He must know. Cherry's not clear enough of the ropes to make a break for it. Surely he's not

st*pid enough to think she's really a s*x robot? Surely now he's just keeping her in his power to have his wicked way with her despite knowing she's actually a real live woman? But what if he really IS that st*pid? Cherry decides to brazen it out and gets back into robot mode.

He takes her back downstairs into a darkened room and sets to t*rmenting her. Is he just venting his lusts on what he believes to be a s*x robot? Or does he know exactly what he is doing to the poor investigative journalist he has got his hands on? Clothes pegs, spiked rollers, spanking, bastinado... will Cherry break and beg for mercy?

Ganzkörper-Strumpfhose *rniedrigung Roboter Cherry English: Robot Girl (Nosy Journalist Treated As A S*x Robot, VID1017, 1080p MP4) mit C4s.com

Ganzkörper-Strumpfhose rniedrigung Roboter Cherry English: Robot Girl (Nosy Journalist Treated As A Sx Robot, VID1017, 1080p MP4) mit C4s.com