by ROUNAK PURI
"Brooklyn. I thought we were meeting at the museum of humanity for lunch."13
"I was busy, so much to do, " said Rockwood.
"Busy - dear your the hot backup. You don't do busy, " she said in a voice like Liz Hurley.
"I don't think there is a day which can be so slow and dull that makes the museum of humanity a higher priority." said Rockwood.
Before Lady Villeria Ellington could say anything she stood a bit closer and lowered her tone.
"We appear to be being watched by the slave in the corner of the room. Your not breaking slaves in your bedroom are you?"
Rockwood followed her gaze and found me.
"Oh That's my new pet, Villeria" said Rockwood
"Really? You with a Pet. A pet human" said Villeria in surprise.
"I heard they are clean, less maintenance than a dog and don't leave hairs like a cat," said Rockwood.
"but they ruin the furniture." said Lady Villeria coming over to me "what's its name?"
"It hasn't got a name at the moment. Be Careful" began Rockwood as Lady Villeria came over bent down and tried to touch my hair.1
"Say anything you like
"Leave me alone" I snapped at her. Villeria pulled her hand back sharply.1
"It bites," Rockwood said.
The Sevals raise and pointed their guns at me.
"Don't do that I've only just got her," said Rockwood.
Lady Villeria looked at me.
"Where on earth did you get it? Does she miss her family or something? Did you do something unspeakable to her" said Lady Villeria going back.
"No, I think she's just like that. She was part of a buy two get one free package. I guess I should have sent her back..." said Rockwood.
"You've got to be careful having strays sitting around in your bed room." said Villeria.
"Anyway what's so important that you couldn't email me." said Rockwood.
I looked at him IQ a billion times higher than mine and he still didn't know what she wanted pathetic. Two chairs appeared from a small open door in one of the walls and rushed up and arranged themselves facing each other.
"Well, I wondered a couple of things. Firstly It's the new bill." Villeria said sitting down.
"What bill?" said Rockwood.
"Don't pretend you don't know about it. The disposal of humanity act. As you know I'm working for the Subjugate humanity pressure group. We are promoting changes to the law on humans and a change in direction." she began.
"Why are you talking to me?" said Rockwood.
"Well a romours on 4Chan say you have a back door route to the CPU it's self" said Villeria "I though if you could put in a good word.."
"Firstly," said Rockwood "I don't do politics if fact I don't anything as a rule. Secondly, we both know secret communication with the CPU is strictly forbidden. The CPU is open source and the machine council would have a meltdown. Both I and the CPU would be slowly shredded and every backup crushed if there was any truth in the matter. Which there isn't. So I ask again What do you want Villeria, can't you see I have a new pet to play with," said Rockwood loosing interest.
"I'm part of a group subjugate humanity. You have heard of the the new humanity bill which is going through. Well we want to see a reduction of humanity to 4 Billion. All as slaves in service or in reservations within 5 years. The rest should be sent to packing and used. Maintenance of the current natural human act, better curbs brainwashing. As you know by the New Mechanical Order constitution the law regarding humans cannot be changed without consent from the council of Judas City and the Cyborg council. I'm hoping that subjugate humanity can count on your vote in the cyborg council. Your one of the few cyborgs with human bits left." she said.
Wow, how could anyone talk lightly about killing 5 billion people? She was a new kind of evil.
"So you want me to support a bill which get's rid of 5 billion humans and there was me thinking you wanted for me for my rapier wit," said Rockwood uninterestedly.4
"It's for their own good as well you know. Plus I was thinking we could go to Mexico for the weekend" she said.
"So you think I would pack 5 billion humans in exchange for a trip to Mexico?" said Rockwood
"What do you say?" said Villeria smiling.
"Say whatever comes into your mind
"I can't believe you're willing to talk about the packing of 5 billion people. What kind of monster are you? Master" I said then felt my collar's' mute come on and I had a level one sting, which made me jump.
The Sevals both pointed their pain 'rifles' at me. One still looked away like I was standing up. Clearly, Villeria was giving them the target via wifi. I had done this as a test question at the Factory anyone even a complete stranger could punish a slave and thought it was their civic duty to do so. They could use level 6 or 7 on me if they wanted. I made sure I pulled my tongue in. Villeria stood up pointing a targeted pain remote at me that looked like a small cyberish hand gun.
"Ignore her she doesn't take mass packing of her kind lightly. " said Rockwood.
"I'll deal with you later. Naughty Pet" said Rockwood to me.
"There just being put to sleep dear. For their own good. It's quite painless," said Villeria smiling to me try to be friendly. She was pretending. I go that must-appear-nice-infront-guy-but-I-will-deal-with-you-later face.
'I have a collar around my neck not had a lobotomy. I know what putting to sleep means' I thought mute fully and tightly on.
"The are cool," said Rockwood indicating Villeria's slaves . "how did you train your slaves to inflict pain on their own kind?"
"It's easy, just find two which have been bullied at school the most and give them the guns, the rest is easy," said Villeria putting her own hand pain remote which looked like a handgun down. the Sevals followed by pointing them away.
"That's nice I should try that," Rockwood said.
"They are the latest must-have fashion accessory. Celebrity pets are so last month" said Lady Villeria.
"They make you look good," said Rockwood.
"Thank you, but don't think I don't know when you're trying to change the subject. Are you voting and are you coming to Mexico? A center.. vote like you for us would be a big weight"
"Sure - but I'd have to get someone else to stand in as hot back up. Can Zola come?" Rockwood said quickly. The mass slaughter of innocent people didn't seem to trouble him much. That's cyborgs for you.
"Zolaria?" said Lady Villeria smiling.
"She's your friend to," said Rockwood1
"Well I thought she could be the Hot backup if you asked her nicely," said Lady Villeria walking up to Rockwood. I wondered if she realized she had less chance with Rockwood than I had and no chance in hell.
"I guess she's got the capacity. Can Lord Savak come?"
"Well I had something different in mind. Just you and me, a few bottles of champaign, a cook, few serving slaves,a pilot,an overseer, the Sevals, just the bare essentials. " said Villeria.
"Alright I will, if my pet can come, I don't like the idea of leaving her behind on her own all alone" said Rockwood looking at me.7
'Wonderful I get to go party with a woman who makes Stalin look like a wimpy liberal hippy' I thought.7
Villeria looked slightly annoyed but then smiled.
"Really ? Well Yes OK. She can come, but, BUT, no one else. Just you and me. Oh and don't take your best e-slaves we will be roughing it" said Villeria.
"Roughing it. Sounds like you have some kind of plan" said Rockwood.
"Well, it's a bit of a business trip too. The New Mechanical Order asked me to do this for them. Apparently, the people of the Northern Mexico reservation are rather angry at the number of American migrants who are going south. They don't like all the hoards of American economic migrants but the weird thing is it's about the third the number of those who are fleeing south. We don't know if they are dieing or worse someone is doing some unautho
rized enslavement ".
Villeria looked over at me.
"She's not very user friendly is she?" she said.
"I'll put that on my customer satisfaction survey when I send off for the extended warranty," said Rockwood. Extended warranty sounded good. He wouldn't do that if he was getting rid of me.
"I would get her a toy, a ball or something or something to play with. Have you been to Odalisque at Home? It's in the Mall of Humanity next to the Human Reservation. They have all kinds of stuff there. Anyway it was just a flying visit." said the natural look, cotton clothed young vixen getting up.
They wished each other well, kissed on both cheeks - they cyborgs seemed very European in their behavior - and she left.
***
I sat there amazed that the natural faced bitch could talk Rockwood into voting to slaughter five billion people in exchange for a weekend trip to Mexico. I guess he wasn't surprised he would go along with it.
"We need to think of a name for you," he said. " Normally I just number all my slaves starting from one and adding one each time for a new slave," he said
'Boring' I thought.
"but I do everything hexadecimal that would make you.." he said.
"#DCFC" I said instantly back6
"Now how did you know that?" he said.
"I asked Siri how many slaves you had added one and translated it into Hexadecimal Master" I said.
"You must have connected up to the house slave net already. That's good. I have a different numbering system for the harem, perhaps I need a new one for my pets. I could call you pet, or Fifi, Bubbles, Mimi, Poppy, Yap, Perhaps I'm use your old name" he said.
I was thrilled I could be Jenny again not all this robot numeric rubbish.
"5356 1090 2478 5642. It was a really nice number. Really kinds of tripped off your tongue you know. I thought it suited yey. You're a very 42-ish kind of girl."2
My collar glowed blue.
"Speak pet"
"that's my credit card number." I said
"We thought it would help you remember your new names and now it's your long serial slave number too. I know I'll call you #160A."
That was 5642 in hexadecimal I checked.
A good e-slave rule on your first day was number one was never argue with your new owner. And not over trivial things like your identity, sexual limits, absence of pay or working conditions.+
"#16OA I am master," I said
I don't know if he noticed I swapped the zero in my new name for an 'O' but he didn't complain.
"Now #16OA let's get down to your punishments."
What happened that evening I wouldn't believe.
Chapter 37/Him/My first night imprisoned in his arms
That night I tried slept in the mattress at the bottom of the bed with nothing but my silicon catsuit for cover. Not being allowed to dress for bed I was still sleeping my shoes as well. I woke up just after midnight. It was a shock an electric shock I must have mentioned some egress related word in my sleep. Now awake I couldn't get back to sleep, I could feel him so close to me yet even further from my reach than when I heard him on television.
"Go to master
I felt him pulling on the collar charging cable. I couldn't resist him without choking. He pulled me up next to him and lay next to me. I had kind of taken him at his word about the no sex thing. I thought his dreams lay elsewhere than my kind. I thought he needed someone with a Y chromosome. I thought machines didn't lie? I lay there even less likely to sleep than before.
"Hold still" he held me firmly in his muscular arms.
I felt him reaching, his body next to mine. Like this there was no way to I was going to sleep. My senses were on fire like I was trying to sleep in the middle of an 8 lane freeway at night.
"I don't want this" I told him. I was coldly aware there was little I could do to stop his animal side. I just wanted to say this for the record.
"You don't know what this is," he said his lips brushed my ear.
"Whatever it is I'm saying no" I said. I struggled, but he just made my bracelets stick together like hand cuffs then dragged my arms above my head to the bed.
"It's not going to hurt, well much. Your mine. You'll always belong to me. I can do what I like to you. Hold still" he said. He tore the silicon suit I wore at the neck. Joe and I and tried once it was like pulling wrapping plastic, nearly impossible without ripping your own fingers off at the same time. He ripped it apart like pulling tissue off a roll. I felt my back from my neck below my shoulders cold suddenly naked. I felt him reach for something above him and then pulled back and placed something cold on my back. It felt like a stethoscope. I felt him slowly pulling it up my spine.
"Please, I don't want this", I said unable to resist him in any other way.
"It's not what you want, it's what I want. You're my e-slave. You mine to do with what I like" he whispered then kissed my neck.
I struggled to break free. I was powerless with his cobra like grip. He had been hunting with the metal thing up and down my spine for a minute. My breathing grew faster. It was like he was using a mine detector looking for gold and I was the field.I felt his palm on my back. I was trying to resist, but his strength made me less effective than a rag doll. He found a point up my spine near my collar. It was just below the spot where they had carved the barcode on me which still hurt like hell. He made small movements like someone tuning a radio with a dial. I was breathing pretty heavily at this point. It felt weird like the stethoscope was melting into my back. Then suddenly I felt like a light bulb had been jammed into the back of my head. There was a brief moment of thousands of colours before for my eyes; it hurt like an elastic band snapping. Then I must have blacked out.
***
I came to that first thinking that someone had rolled me up in a carpet. Then I realised I was in bed with him. He was next to me asleep on his side, his arm over me. Using me like a large breathing bolster cushion. I will confess I have never woken up with someone in bed before. Except if you don't count cousin Mary on a camping trip and that was when I was about 10. She was a strange girl with an unnatural interest in teeth. We had to share the same tent. As far as boys go If you had met my step father Arnold you would understand why. Partly he always scared off any boy showing interest in me ( not that there were many). Partly it was the stench and his breath. The sorority house I was in was pretty success focused; boys were a luxury hard working future leaders of science and business didn't need. I'd been at parties, but nothing solidly intimate. Not waking up with someone intimate.
I lay there too terrified to move. I tried to ask my collar what he had done to me. It wasn't very clear. There had been a lot of technical details I didn't follow. Yeah, the only terms I could really pull together were 'neural'& 'interface'. I think I saw a class on that, at the Factory, but it had never being very clear. All I actually knew was he'd taken something for me for himself but I wasn't sure what.
I wanted what would happen if Lady Villeria came in right now. I guess I would be sent off to a packing plant. It felt weird that the first-night man I had technically 'slept' with, in the slumber sense was someone I could not imagine to be more vile and unpleasant. The kind of guy he swapped his vote for the death of 4 billion people in exchange for an invite to holiday in Mexico. He might be hot but I was determined not to fall under his spell however equistly tempting.
Rockwood rolled over.
"#OA What are you doing here? " he said.
"You pulled me up and thingyed me" I said.
"Oh right. Don't tell anyone I ' thingyed' you" he said coming to. He then pushed me with his feet into my cot at the end of the large bed.
"What do you do all day, Master?" I asked him.
"You can call me Brooklyn, not Master if no one else is around. I do more than you. I have a couple of small time jobs the CPU has me to do to keep me out of trouble. I run the parks and bio-extension program. Hear about the re-introduction of the sabretooth tiger into North Am
erica? That was me. I also run the space program. You can see the rockets taking off and landing from this window at the spaceport. That's me. That doesn't take much of my time. That leaves most of my time for my hobby"
"What's that? Brooklyn" I said trying his name out.
"Mathematics, I make proofs of subjugates in Leeman space."
'He would have to be a fucking Mathematician. God, I swear I hate him so much. An urbur- bad boy who engages in mass slaughter while having a kinky harem is one thing, but a Mathematician. The one thing I knew is if you had a Mathematician on your back you might as well be sleeping with the devils double.' I thought.
This naturally didn't improve my temper. What happened next made it worse.
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Chapter 38/Him/Breakfast at his feet
I swung out of bed and noticed that two cool looking e-slaves like me emerged from a slave door hidden in the wall.
'#DEC master's personal e-slave she handles everything. The other girl is #6502 she's the head room slave she handles everything to do with the room
"Good morning master. Was your pet's attentions satisfactory? Are there any non-amateur attentions Master may care to avail himself of?" said #6502. I looked at her 'hay he just thingyed me' I thought.7
I had to sit and watch while he eat and I was hungry. I was told I could lick the bowl dry if I liked. This Intern/Pet position kept getting better and better.
"Make sure she wears the Military High heels" Rockwood said to #6502.
#6502 showed me to a dressing machine. It was hidden in the wall. It was larger and less industrial than the slave dressing machines. Once away #6502 was free to talk.
"Mistress Lady Zola's had this dressing station installed. Master keeps it for any of his overnight visitors. He told me to let you use it, but he really shouldn't, so I don't want to find any hairs in it afterwards. A printer this nice isn't meant for slaves. If Lady Zola finds out he's letting you use it she will peel her own skin off with a rusty potato peeler. He told me to let you use her proper makeup printer too. I said we had a portable one you could use, but he insisted you had one of the best printer's they make. I've changed the printer ink cassette to a slave one." #6502 said.
