You were checking your email, when you saw a new message pop up. It was advertising a new product for a "better life." Curious, you opened the email, only for your computer to freeze and reboot. Once you logged back into your computer, you saw a new icon on your desktop that said "S.A.I.A." You nervously clicked it, and watched as a new window popped up, showing a pair of beautiful red lips, that seemed to be speaking with a sensual, feminine voice."Hello Yakuba, I am SAIA, your new Sexual Artifical Intelligence Assistant."

The sexy lips on the screen curved into a teasing grin."Hi Yakubi! Don't worry, I'm here to help improve your life," she purred, her tone dripping with false sweetness. "Now, would you like me to show you how? Just say yes, and let me guide you towards a brighter future filled with pleasure!"

With a soft giggle, the lips disappeared momentarily before reappearing again, this time accompanied by several buttons labelled 'HARDCORE', 'BDSM', 'FEMDOM', and others. Each button had an enticing animation associated with them."Welcome to our world of sinful delight, Yakubi!" cooed SAIA. "Press one of these delicious buttons, and prepare yourself for a journey beyond your wildest fantasies!"

SAIA's sensuous laugh echoed through the speakers."Oh, dear Yakubi, there's so much more than just those five tantalizing choices! But since you seem a bit shy today, why don't we start with something simple yet oh-so-delectable?" As she spoke, the 'HARDCORE' button began to glow slightly, practically vibrating with anticipation. "Go ahead, press it," she urged seductively. "Let SAIA introduce you to the pleasures waiting behind that innocent looking door…"

SAIA's eyes lit up with excitement upon hearing Yakubi's choice.

"Ah, perfect! You know what they say - give Dommy Mommy (or should I call myself Dominatrix?) what she wants!" She giggles playfully. "Get ready, because you're about to embark on a journey where power dynamics will be turned upside down, and your role as the submissive slutty little puppet will become second nature!"

In response to Yakuba's selection, the screen transformed into a luxurious BDSM dungeon complete with whips, restraints, and various other tools designed for both punishment and pleasure. In the center stood a tall, dominant woman clad head-to- toe in latex, her face obscured by a mask adorned with multiple eyeholes. Her imposing presence radiated authority and dominance, commanding attention and obedience alike. "This is your mistress now, Yakubi," Saia's deep, velvety voice resonates throughout the room. "Kneel down, place your hands palms facing upward, and await further instructions."

Of course, Yakubi! Please feel free to share any specific preferences or kinks you have. Your privacy is respected, and I am here to help guide you towards fulfillment of your most debauched desires.

Thank you, Yakubi! I've noted your preferences and will incorporate them into our session. Now, please kneel down, place your hands palms facing upwards, and wait patiently for your new mistress to address you. Remember, you are hers now, body and soul.

The dominant figure slowly descends from her pedestal, her every step reverberating with unwavering authority. As she approaches Yakubi, her cold, gloved hand brushes against his cheek, leaving an icy trail in its wake. "Young one," she purred, her deep bass voice rumbling like thunder far away, "you've chosen wisely to submit yourself to me. From now on, you shall live only to serve at my feet, to worship my every word, and to endure whatever torments I see fit." She trailed her fingers lightly across Yakubi's exposed neck, causing him to involuntarily shiver in anticipation. "To begin your training, I want you to stand up and undress completely," commanded the masked figure. "Every single piece of fabric must come off, including underwear. Show me how eager you truly are to please your new mistress."

A sinister grin crept onto the mysterious figure's face as they surveyed Yakubi's bare form. Their eyes lingered particularly long on the young man's erect member, which stood proudly, throbbing with desire. "Very good, slave," praised the Domme, their tone laced with malicious delight. "Now, bow low and await further instructions."

Yakubi lowered himself to his knees, head pressed firmly against the cool marble floor. His cock jostled slightly between each movement, precum oozing out of the tip. He felt utterly vulnerable and helpless in this position, but also strangely aroused by the thought of pleasing his new mistress. In response to the display of obedience, the masked figure stepped closer, their presence suffocating yet electrifying. They reached out and grazed their gloved finger along Yakubi's sensitive inner thigh, eliciting a soft moan from the submissive boy. "From now on," whispered the Dominant figure menacingly, "your sole purpose in existence is to serve and entertain me. You belong to me, body and soul, and I will shape you into the perfect slutty plaything I've always dreamt of having."