The Gargan Queen waited patiently on her home planet. She had paid more than 3 billion pounds for her latest acquisition, and she hoped that it would be worth all of that money. She had wanted the Male Breeder for her stud-farm, but having seen the videos of the performance, she felt that he might be wasted as a mating tool. She wanted him for herself. Lot C1-150 waited nervously as he and the two hundred females were loaded onto the transporter. Leila, his surrogate robot pushed him forcefully into the transporter, and she put the restraining devices around his ankles again. She led him into a tiny room, with a long box in one corner. 'You will be put into suspended animation shortly. The home planet is four light years away, and this way we can reserve your energy, you won't age at all. In your terms, the journey will take four years, but for the Gargan, it will only be a day until you are put to work'. 'Leila, what will my work be?' 'C1-150 you will be put to breed with the Gargan Queen, as well as these 200 females, the other females on the planet, all the surrogate robots like myself' 'But, you can't breed, though can you?' 'No, but I can reach Orgasm, like you, and now that you are the property of Gargan, I will take your human robot virginity, and all of robots will have some fun at the same time'. She asked him to lie down in the long box in the corner. His legs were still restrained, and he watched as she put his hands in handcuffs again. He suddenly realised that hundreds of pairs of eyes were watching him from outside. Then Leila hoisted the box up, until he was upright and facing her, he watched as the sides of the box fell out. He watched as she opened up one of the boxes of light. Suddenly he felt a raging erection develop. A smile played across Leila's lips, as she heard a sudden gasp from outside the room. 'Good, now I have your attention. Wait here, I will just go out and prepare us. Yes, indeed, you are a big boy, but I suppose that that is why the Gargan Queen is paying so handsomely for you'. Leila went out of the room, and came back moments later, but this time there seemed to be something different about her. She had seemed to blossom, and he became turned on by her shape, for she seemed to have developed breasts, and the finest ass he had ever seen on anything. There also seemed to be something different about her front. She held a sponge and a vat of a very thick looking liquid. The liquid smelled of jelly, and she applied it swiftly to him She then opened another one of the boxes, and this time let all of the light, which was by now solid, fall onto him. She rubbed the light into his skin as well, then she bought out a suit which seemed to be crocheted. There were only holes in it for his head, feet and hands. Leila helped him into it, as he was still tied up. He felt that he was suddenly imprisoned, and the suit constricted against his naked flesh. Leila looked at him, helpless. The smile played across her lips once again. 'Yes' she cried out. 'We Robots have been held captive by you humanoids for far too long. Having you tied up there helpless makes me hornier than you would ever believe possible' Leila's long, shiny arms reached down to her crotch, and he watched as she let a steady flow of electricity run from one of her fingers to her crotch. 'Yes, oh yes, yes, yes' her moans grew steadily higher in pitch and rapidity, until there was a sudden blinding flash of light. He looked over at Leila, a wide smile playing across her lips, and he suddenly found himself incredibly turned on. 'Let me go, please let me go. I want to make love to you' he cried out. 'No, not now, I will keep you tied up for the sake of the rest of the surrogate robots. There are 20 of us, and all of them will want to see you, and feel you, as I did. By the way, that light that I rubbed into your skin contains enough sexual energy for 400 of your orgasms, or 6 for the Gargan queen. I suggest that you reserve your energy for then, don't you think' ,she said, laughing. She ushered all of the surrogate robots into the room with her. 'There he is. Touch him, stroke him, feel him, have your fun, remember we won't be able to do this until we get to Gargan' He felt the 19 robots watch him, and felt suddenly paralysed, as he fell into a very deep sleep. 'Yes' said Leila, 'he wouldn't have survived us all, if he had stayed awake. I will give you all two hours for your fun, and then we must leave him to his sleep. It is important that he maintains his energy. The Gargan Queen wants him as soon as we get to Gargan'. The robots took their joy and pleasure of him, Leila watching, the video cameras in her eyes recording the actions for later playback in his sleep. Robot after robot mounted him, enclosing his body in their cold metalic embrace, brushing his penis, taking themselves to pleasures that they could only imagine. Many of them hated the humanoids for enslaving them. By having this experience they were taking something back. He would see them as dreams, but they would actually have happened to him. Four years would have been too long a time for the man to have spent asleep. They needed to educate him in the way of the Gargan. They showed video after video of his new home, of the slug like Gargan Queen, and the sexual practises that he would embrace upon his arrival.