Creamy Island Ch. 30

Alex got to her feet. "Thank you Mistress. Excuse me, please."

Ayla nodded as the woman turned and left the office, leaving cummy footprints behind. When the office was lonely once more, Ayla addressed her AI.

"HOPE, what was that you were mentioning about something peculiar about her?"

HOPE's chime echoed in the large room. "Mistress Ayla, as I was saying, since the upgrades, I have been able to detect interesting things going on in her apartment. I believe she is leading a double life..."