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Sometimes, training would be more than just running the newcomers through their paces.
Sometimes it was contending with tech that was… unruly at best.
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Griz had been forgiven after serving some time in the basement levels of the hotel. She had been subjected to quite a bit of pleasure-pain and was now ready to get back to work. It helped that her new salary was at least higher than previous years.
The lizard lass was tasked today with dealing with silkbots, something one of her rival engineers had cooked up. Slightly less temperamental than actual spiders, these alternatives were less arachnophobia inducing than the real thing. However, much like spiders, their systems were finicky at times and needed maintenance. The AI in most of these was also sometimes prone to acting out when exposed to unfavorable conditions…
Such as what Griz found one of these bots in when she was called in.
One of them had sustained a bit of damage from a client who had lashed out a little too hard, and was now in need of repairs. She held the little machine under her arm, grumbling about lack of maintenance when she bumped into one of the guests by the front desk.
"Shit!" The lizard stumbled back and looked up to see the much taller mare that stood before her. "Oof, sorry miss. Was a bit preoccupied…" oh wow she was pretty. Lovely blond mane, elegant white stripe down her muzzle… and an ample chest that made Griz look away in embarrassment.
"Oh! Not a problem. Are you okay?" The mare held out a hand, smiling as she helped her up.
"Yeah… um…" she was kind of dumbfounded. While Griz wasn't the romantic type, she did like looking at pretty folks. "Sorry again. Was busy with this little silk bot. It's on the fritz."
"Oh! One of your hotel's fun little gadgets?" The mare said, smiling and leaning in to get a better look. "Adorable."
"Yeah… it's under repairs right now but here. You can look!" Griz smiled and held out the quadruped robot to let the mare hold. "The name's Griz, by the way. Or. That's what people call me."
The mare would turn the bot this way and that, peering into its small cluster of optics. "Oh, I'm Tara! It's nice to meet you, Griz! You work with the hotel?"
"Yeah! I'm one of their engineers." Griz puffed up her chest a bit in pride. "I've worked on a lot of tech in here, to make sure your stay is as pleasant as possible."
"Well! If all goes well, I'll know who to thank for my vacation." Tara chuckled, handing back the little bot. "You have a good day, Griz! I'll be sure to mention you by name in my reviews." She winked and headed off to get checked in.
Griz swallowed and waved back, unaware that the faulty bot had scanned Tara and logged that she was one of the guests at the hotel…
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An hour and some parts scavenger hunts later, Griz took the little bot back to a work station, and began to work on the menace. Even as she went through all her usual troubleshooting, she hoped that Tara would have a good time on her vacation.
Griz did not normally make friends so…
The lizard jumped when her cell phone rang. Dammit! She couldn't focus in these conditions! And this was a call she wasn't able to just send to voicemail so…
She sighed and shut the silkbot's casing, telling it to stay. However, the jostle of her shutting the case turned it on… and the second she had her back turned, the silkbot would hop off the table and scutter towards a vent. Easily unscrewing the lid, it would make its grand escape into the ventilation, looking for Tara….
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Tara meanwhile had settled into her room nice enough, and had just stepped out of the bath. It had been delightfully relaxing, and she was happy to let herself air dry while she brushed and blowdried her mane.
She hummed and sang to herself, completely unaware of the clanking that her new guest was making. If nothing else, she was preoccupied with the video she was watching as she fixed up her mane…
The mare, now mostly dried off and fluffed up, would just hum to herself as she headed out into the room itself. She sat on the bed, turning on the tv while she went to get clothes from her suitcase…
She never saw the silkbot coming.
It jumped on her back, using a silk rope to pull her back. She squealed as she fell backwards onto the bed, eyes wide as she struggled. The silkbot did not let up, yanking at her limbs to try and secure her. Even as damaged as it was, it knew its objective…
"Hey! What are you-?! Let me go! Someone get this thing off me!" Tara yelled, as she kicked and struggled. But the silkbot would not be so easily dislodged, wrapping up an arm and pulling it back so it was behind her, then doing the same to the other. Its pace was surprisingly methodical, moving quickly before putting her limbs where it thought they ought to be.
It wove her a most luxurious straitjacket made of silk, using it to wrap her up tighter so she'd have less room to struggle and thus buck it off… her cries became more frantic as it crawled over her, stringing a line between her ample breasts so that they'd be more prominently displayed…
"Eek! Wh-stop! Get off! Please!" The mare yelled, tossing her head as the silkbot tightened the whole straitjacket, making her gasp. It would use this opportunity to stuff a nice big wad of webbing into her mouth, forcing it open as it wove and stuffed more and more silk there… her cries for help became all the more muffled until she was totally silenced. The silkbot added one last layer, ensuring she couldn't spit it out…
So far, so good.
The silkbot would examine her, scanning her as she kicked and screamed into her gag… before working on wrapping up her legs. Her tail kept getting tangled in the webbing so, in almost annoyed human fashion, it would flail its little front limbs and tie off her tail in a neat little bundle before proceeding.
Her lashing out had scrambled it a bit more, so while it did wrap her legs up completely, it did not wrap HER up completely. It conspicuously left her plump ass hanging out, which only left her in a more enticing position… Tara shook her head and let out muffled pleas into her gag, eyes wide as the two silken pieces were connected, and she was pulled into a position where she had to balance on her knees and breasts…
The silkbot gave her another scanover, assessing its work on her, before finding it all satisfactory.
It perked up as it heard the door open.
"AHA! There you are, you little…uh…" Griz had barged in, holding up some sort of tracking tablet… apparently she had tracked the silkbot to this room, and had managed to get a key. "Um…hi again, Tara! Hahah, funny seeing you again…!"
Tara let out more muffled yells, trying to get the lizard to help her out of her bindings…. Griz knew better though. She could get fired for messing with a customer's bindings as she wasn't one of the bellhops AND this wasn't an emergency…
"Uh… hah… um…well! It was…nice seeing ya again! I'm just. Gonna take this and… make sure it's working. You just…hang in there!" Griz laughed nervously, grabbing the silkbot and bolting for the door.
In her haste, one of the doorstops would get caught, propping the door open and leaving it unable to be locked. Tara could only struggle in her bindings, yelling for help, and possibly attracting the wrong kind of attention from one of the security stallions…
Sometimes it was contending with tech that was… unruly at best.
==
Griz had been forgiven after serving some time in the basement levels of the hotel. She had been subjected to quite a bit of pleasure-pain and was now ready to get back to work. It helped that her new salary was at least higher than previous years.
The lizard lass was tasked today with dealing with silkbots, something one of her rival engineers had cooked up. Slightly less temperamental than actual spiders, these alternatives were less arachnophobia inducing than the real thing. However, much like spiders, their systems were finicky at times and needed maintenance. The AI in most of these was also sometimes prone to acting out when exposed to unfavorable conditions…
Such as what Griz found one of these bots in when she was called in.
One of them had sustained a bit of damage from a client who had lashed out a little too hard, and was now in need of repairs. She held the little machine under her arm, grumbling about lack of maintenance when she bumped into one of the guests by the front desk.
"Shit!" The lizard stumbled back and looked up to see the much taller mare that stood before her. "Oof, sorry miss. Was a bit preoccupied…" oh wow she was pretty. Lovely blond mane, elegant white stripe down her muzzle… and an ample chest that made Griz look away in embarrassment.
"Oh! Not a problem. Are you okay?" The mare held out a hand, smiling as she helped her up.
"Yeah… um…" she was kind of dumbfounded. While Griz wasn't the romantic type, she did like looking at pretty folks. "Sorry again. Was busy with this little silk bot. It's on the fritz."
"Oh! One of your hotel's fun little gadgets?" The mare said, smiling and leaning in to get a better look. "Adorable."
"Yeah… it's under repairs right now but here. You can look!" Griz smiled and held out the quadruped robot to let the mare hold. "The name's Griz, by the way. Or. That's what people call me."
The mare would turn the bot this way and that, peering into its small cluster of optics. "Oh, I'm Tara! It's nice to meet you, Griz! You work with the hotel?"
"Yeah! I'm one of their engineers." Griz puffed up her chest a bit in pride. "I've worked on a lot of tech in here, to make sure your stay is as pleasant as possible."
"Well! If all goes well, I'll know who to thank for my vacation." Tara chuckled, handing back the little bot. "You have a good day, Griz! I'll be sure to mention you by name in my reviews." She winked and headed off to get checked in.
Griz swallowed and waved back, unaware that the faulty bot had scanned Tara and logged that she was one of the guests at the hotel…
===
An hour and some parts scavenger hunts later, Griz took the little bot back to a work station, and began to work on the menace. Even as she went through all her usual troubleshooting, she hoped that Tara would have a good time on her vacation.
Griz did not normally make friends so…
The lizard jumped when her cell phone rang. Dammit! She couldn't focus in these conditions! And this was a call she wasn't able to just send to voicemail so…
She sighed and shut the silkbot's casing, telling it to stay. However, the jostle of her shutting the case turned it on… and the second she had her back turned, the silkbot would hop off the table and scutter towards a vent. Easily unscrewing the lid, it would make its grand escape into the ventilation, looking for Tara….
===
Tara meanwhile had settled into her room nice enough, and had just stepped out of the bath. It had been delightfully relaxing, and she was happy to let herself air dry while she brushed and blowdried her mane.
She hummed and sang to herself, completely unaware of the clanking that her new guest was making. If nothing else, she was preoccupied with the video she was watching as she fixed up her mane…
The mare, now mostly dried off and fluffed up, would just hum to herself as she headed out into the room itself. She sat on the bed, turning on the tv while she went to get clothes from her suitcase…
She never saw the silkbot coming.
It jumped on her back, using a silk rope to pull her back. She squealed as she fell backwards onto the bed, eyes wide as she struggled. The silkbot did not let up, yanking at her limbs to try and secure her. Even as damaged as it was, it knew its objective…
"Hey! What are you-?! Let me go! Someone get this thing off me!" Tara yelled, as she kicked and struggled. But the silkbot would not be so easily dislodged, wrapping up an arm and pulling it back so it was behind her, then doing the same to the other. Its pace was surprisingly methodical, moving quickly before putting her limbs where it thought they ought to be.
It wove her a most luxurious straitjacket made of silk, using it to wrap her up tighter so she'd have less room to struggle and thus buck it off… her cries became more frantic as it crawled over her, stringing a line between her ample breasts so that they'd be more prominently displayed…
"Eek! Wh-stop! Get off! Please!" The mare yelled, tossing her head as the silkbot tightened the whole straitjacket, making her gasp. It would use this opportunity to stuff a nice big wad of webbing into her mouth, forcing it open as it wove and stuffed more and more silk there… her cries for help became all the more muffled until she was totally silenced. The silkbot added one last layer, ensuring she couldn't spit it out…
So far, so good.
The silkbot would examine her, scanning her as she kicked and screamed into her gag… before working on wrapping up her legs. Her tail kept getting tangled in the webbing so, in almost annoyed human fashion, it would flail its little front limbs and tie off her tail in a neat little bundle before proceeding.
Her lashing out had scrambled it a bit more, so while it did wrap her legs up completely, it did not wrap HER up completely. It conspicuously left her plump ass hanging out, which only left her in a more enticing position… Tara shook her head and let out muffled pleas into her gag, eyes wide as the two silken pieces were connected, and she was pulled into a position where she had to balance on her knees and breasts…
The silkbot gave her another scanover, assessing its work on her, before finding it all satisfactory.
It perked up as it heard the door open.
"AHA! There you are, you little…uh…" Griz had barged in, holding up some sort of tracking tablet… apparently she had tracked the silkbot to this room, and had managed to get a key. "Um…hi again, Tara! Hahah, funny seeing you again…!"
Tara let out more muffled yells, trying to get the lizard to help her out of her bindings…. Griz knew better though. She could get fired for messing with a customer's bindings as she wasn't one of the bellhops AND this wasn't an emergency…
"Uh… hah… um…well! It was…nice seeing ya again! I'm just. Gonna take this and… make sure it's working. You just…hang in there!" Griz laughed nervously, grabbing the silkbot and bolting for the door.
In her haste, one of the doorstops would get caught, propping the door open and leaving it unable to be locked. Tara could only struggle in her bindings, yelling for help, and possibly attracting the wrong kind of attention from one of the security stallions…
