"Liz, go and prepare us a strawberry & banana smoothie. No need to dirty a cup too. Just bring a few straws" Master instructed as he and Mistress walked inside. Apparently she had gone to shop by herself when she had left us.
"Ok Master! 1 smoothie to share comming up!" You sang gleefully. You were useful to Master! Just that thought made you so happy. You walked over ro the kitchen with your tail still pointed upwards showing your delight. Not wanting to switch to barefoot mode quite yet, your heels clicked off the hardwood with each step.
Opening up a drawer, you pull out a large, condom shapped, plastic liner from their box. Removing your panties, you push the liner into your pussy, all the way into your womb. Next, you peel 2 bananas, and slowly insert them you couldnt help but moan as they slid deeper and deeper into your pussy, until both werr resting in your womb. You did the same with the strawberries and ice too. Leaning 180 degrees backwards, you pour the milk in, filling up the remaining space inside your womb.
Closing your cervix, you reorientate yourself back upwards, making sure that nothing is leaking out, and confirming that the liner is tight to the walls of tour womb. Satisfied with things so far, you flick your clit, which causes your womb to begin spinning and mixing.
Sliding your finger up to your cervix enterence, you prepare yourself for what is to happen next. Now ready, you slip it in, reshaping it in the process to a bladed style, carving up everything inside. You were pouring out lube all the while too, forming a puddle beneath you. This always felt extremely good. The entire blending process was basically one continuous orgasm for you. 2 minutes later, your panting hard, and the pool of lube is already flowing down the floor drain.
After slipping out your finger, while being careful to not spill a drop, you grab a disposable cloth to clean yourself up with, your panties, which you pocket into your apron's front pouch and gather 2 long straws for Master and Mistress to use.
Walking out of the kitchen, you see them watching TV on the couch with a gap inbetween them left open for you. You notice Mistress's face is very red too.
"Smoothis are ready Master and Mistress!" You cheered. Then added "But is Mistress feeling ok? Your face is all red." Concerned for you Mistress's helth, you grab her hands to check her pulse, and scan her body checking her temperature and breathing. She seemed normal, but her pulse was a bit quick. You determined that she apparently was just flustered by something. Maybe it was by how sexy and handsome Master looked, and the fact that she was able to sit next to him! Yep that would do it for anyone, you decided by yourself.
You move over to your spot, and sit down inbetween your beloved owners. You then slide your legs fully behind your back, which in turn rolls up your torso just enough to push up your pussy to the best elevation. Lastly you open up your cervix, and stick the straws in.
You were the perfect refreshment serving sex bot. Capable of being a blender, a cup, a cup holder, and a thermos, all while at the same time you were using your hands to stroke Masters devine cock, and finger Mistress's glorious pussy. You especially loved how you could feel whenever they took a sip out of your pussy smoothie!
"Good job Liz, it tastes great. You worked so hard to make it too." praised Mistress.
"She is just a sexbot honey, you don't need to treat her like a person you know" Master pointed out. You were so glad that he understood that you are meant to be used. Though how you got used was always upto them anyways. Even if master ordered you to just become an inanimate decoration, never to speak or move again, it would fill you with endless happiness, pride, and satisfaction to do so.
"Oh lighten up. Can't you see how much she adores you?" Mistress then gave your clit a playful rub. "Don't you Liz."
You bairly managed to say "yes" as Mistress's finger kept playing with your clit. You had been instructed to never cum while on the couch, so you were struggling with the constant pleasure assulting your body. Because of your inability to cum, you body began to quiver after every cumless orgasm you had. Mistress could be such an unintentional sadist sometimes, and not realize what she was doing for minutes.
Not wanting to interupt your owners with your moaning, you muted yourself. But that didn't stop your panting or moaning. It just made them quiet. Oh how you loved both your Master and Mistress! They always made you feel so good!