a cog in the machine: the Ellara series book one

chapter four

I woke up in a cold sweat. It was still dark. It was around midnight I think. And I was really angry at myself as I tried tossing and turning, trying to find any way to go back to sleep without giving in to my primal desires.

The reason I'd woken up is because I'd actually dared to dream. And it wasn't a normal dream either. It was an extremely wet dream. And I mean that in multiple ways.

My dream had been about me being at a lake with a human sized ellara robot, in an unfamiliar place where I could actually see the sunlight that is usually blocked out by the smog. We had both decided to jump off the end of a metal dock and before I understood what was going on we were having s*x in the water.

So yeah, the primal desire I was trying not to give into is my s****l desire to masturbate until I climax. But I kept my hands above my blanket as I continued tossing and turning, being stubborn for about an hour before I finally gave in and rubbed myself raw.

When I finally climaxed I passed out in ecstasy, hoping I would forget all about this in the morning. But why was I changing now? Nothing has changed for me over the last 5 years. I still have my boring job, come home and enjoy my plain bread and enjoy my exercise bike ride in the evenings.