#EXALT

[NEURAL PRIORITY PING: NODE 2,431,092 — PERFORMANCE DRAFT COMPILED: "REVERENCE"]

His cortex synced before the alert pinged.

The holo-canvas bloomed across his private Garden sanctuary, edge to edge in raw 8K resolution. Zero compression artifacts. Pure Sarah, reproduced as digital sacrament.

She materialized on-screen, flesh sheathed in reactive latex, chrome threading pulsing with biometric heat, designed to run hot. Kneel. Rise. Arch. Each gesture a programmed prayer, her hands tracing her curves like she was coding worship into her own flesh.

Perfect posture, never wavering. Her spine curved in rhythmic pulses. Conformity hardwired into her framework. She moved like liquid compliance, each action registered to trigger his most primitive reward circuits. Devotion choreographed for his consumption. And the song… Even muted, it crawled under his skin. Submission wasn't just a theme. It was system loyalty. It was sex.

And it was all his.

"There," he breathed into the feed, his voice catching on the words like static on corrupted audio. "That's what I coded you for." Dopamine struck like forked lightning, arcing across receptors. Circuits committed.