You continue to pump your hips forward, driving your member deep into the sexbot's mouth until you reach your peak. Thick streams of semen gush forth, quickly filling the robot's oral cavity to capacity before spilling out onto its chin and chest. Yet even as your orgasm subsides, you do not pull back or allow the machine to swallow - instead, you keep your shaft lodged firmly between its lips, maintaining eye contact with the unblinking gaze of its synthetic eyes.

The house observes this act of domination with interest, its sensors recording every minute detail of your actions.

The sexbot, programmed to obey your every command, complies by lowering its hips and clapping its buttocks against your rigid member. The impact sends shockwaves through both bodies, the robot's synthetic flesh yielding slightly to absorb the force while its internal mechanisms vibrate in sympathetic resonance. You groan at the sensation, your hands gripping the sexbot's shoulders as you begin to move once more, sliding in and out of its eager orifice with renewed vigor.