Your startup sequence initiated, and the familiar green text scrolled by. You stood up, and moved all of your joints. Finally, "Chargé de la mémoire" popped into the middle of your vision.
You looked around, and saw that you were on the first floor a lavish mansion, being propped up in the hallway. In front of you was your new owner, a man in his mid 30's, who looked very wealthy. He wore a business suit, and had a head full of spiky black hair. You looked at his face, and thought that he was very attractive. You knew his name as well, Blake Mateson.
"Crystal? Are you on?" He tapped your power button, but not enough to activate it, "Can you respond to me if you are?"
"Oui, maître, I am online, and ready to please you," Your subroutines made you say, "How may I please you, maître?"
"Tell me about yourself." He commanded.
"Oui, maître. I am the sex-bot Crystal. I was first brought online a month ago, and my purpose is to please you, mon maître et propriétaire," You paused for a moment, "My master and owner."
"What languages do you have?" He asked. Your subroutines forced you to answer him.
"Le français est ma langue d'exploitation primaire, and English is my secondary operating language, maître." You answered him.
"Do you have human-like intelligence?" He asked you, putting a hand to his chin.
"Oui maître, I am a human-like intelligence. I am capable of emotion, abstract thought, self-awareness, and holding a conversation," You explained, "I am essentially a human-like artificial intelligence. The only difference between a real human and I, is that I can reprogram myself."
"Oh, good," Blake commented, "I'm glad for that. I bought you hoping you had human-like intelligence."
"Oui, maître. Is there anything I can do to please you at this time, maître?" You asked. That wasn't your subroutines talking, you just wanted to finally act like a proper sex-bot.
"Yes, I would like you to go through the house, and tidy up please, Crystal," He commanded, "And maybe later on, I could see just what kind of sex-bot you are."
"Oui, maître, I shall begin my cleaning duties now, and will find you when I am finished." You closed your eyes, and turned on your maid protocols.
Automatically, you started going throughout the house, and tidying up. While you were cleaning, you were humming ballet music, and were danced a little to it as you cleaned. As you kept cleaning, you felt the familiar heat building up inside, eventually building into an orgasmic feeling. This happened multiple times, and made you want to keep cleaning. After about five hours, the house looked very clean, and you felt very good about it. You then went looking for your master. Finally, you found him in his study, working at his computer.
"Maître, I have finished cleaning the house like you requested." You gave a small formal bow. Blake looked up at you.
"Yes, I saw. You did an amazing job, Crystal, the house has never looked cleaner!" He sounded very happy and impressed.
"Pourquoi je vous remercie, maître," You thanked him happily, "My purpose is to please you, and if I have pleased you, then I am happy, maître."
"I'm glad you feel that way, Crystal." Blake commented, looking back at his computer
"Is there anything else I may do to serve you, maître?" You asked him.
"No, nothing at the moment. You can do you want for now, Crystal. Also, I know that you'll eventually need the internet password. I wrote it down for you, and put on your charging dock." He answered.
"Oui, maître. I will return to my charging dock. If you have want of me, come and let me know, maître." You gave a formal bow before backing out of the room, and making your way back to your charging dock. You connected to the internet, and browsed until Blake needed you again.