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"Well this is certainly unexpected...and disappointing," he said to me.
His words hung in the air and the man who said them was seated on a
padded office chair on the other side of the small room behind a desk.
Next to his elbow was a monitor with an open computer program running
and I could see the red warning box with error flashing prominently on
the screen from where I was.
The thick carpet curled up over my nylon clad feet. It was a dark shade
of cream and it looked in the dim lighting of the room like I was
standing in a pool of milk. There was a bed behind me and along the
walls the recessed lighting gave just enough light to see by, but not
enough to truly illuminate. A fast paced techno song with a thumping
beat was just finishing up and then looped and started in again.
"That's enough of that," the man said reaching over and killing the loop
with a quick mouse click. He acknowledged the error command and dealt
with it with another pair of mouse clicks and then leaned back into his
chair as looked at me. "Now what am I going to do with you?" he asked,
but I was certain that the question was directed at me rather than
toward me.
He looked me up and down slowly. My short hair was gathered along one
side of my face where it was cut slightly longer to hang in diagonal
slash to my chin. I had some stray tendrils of hair going every which
way here and there from when I was dancing before. I was standing bare-
chested except for the pair of wide gel cups stuck over my nipples, with
my hands dangling loosely by my sides. In one hand the padded bra that I
had just taken off was still hanging by one strap in my loose
fingertips. My heels were off to one side of the room where I had shaken
them off earlier but I didn't remember doing that though.
My floral print dress was unzipped and it was bunched into a crumbled
wad of cloth that lay heaped on the floor off to one side of the bed
corner. I felt my nipples crinkle beneath the gel inserts as the chill
of the air conditioner in the room forced my body to respond to the cool
blowing air overhead.
I was chilly and all I was wearing were the stockings that clung to my
legs and they stopped where the garters held them up. That and the
panties that strained to contain my erect penis against the thin cloth
was it.
"How very disappointing," he said again as his eyes fixated on that one
part of my body that he clearly didn't want to see right now.
"This is Ashley's doing isn't it?" he asked me as he leaned back in his
leather office chair. I could hear the creaking of the leather as it
moved to accommodate his shift in posture.
"Yes," I answered him. I didn't know why I did that, just as I didn't
know why I was even here with only a minimum of clothing covering my
body and as to why it was women's clothing I couldn't think of why that
should be either. I didn't do that as best as I could recall. I don't
think I ever even thought about trying it after some experimental
exploration that just didn't do anything for me. But for some reason,
right now I obviously had. I had and this guy was here while I took it
off.
"I'm getting tired of Ashley," he muttered and pulled out a cigarette,
lit it and blew an angry cloud of smoke toward me.
"There's no smoking in the dorms," I said to him without thinking. I
don't know how I knew we were in one of the school's dorms but all at
once I was sure that is where I was with this guy.
Martin looked at me and told me to be quiet. I obliged and stood in the
cold of the room watching him as he muttered and finished his smoke.
Martin, that's who he was; he was the guy Ashley wanted me to meet and
scope out for her.
I don't know how long I stood there silent while Martin sat in his chair
looking at me and chain smoking. All I know is that while I was standing
there I could feel myself getting more chilled by the moment. He liked
to keep his air conditioner on the high setting apparently. My skin was
dappled in goose bumps before he crushed out his last cigarette and blew
out his last cloud of grey-blue smoke. I could feel the start of
involuntary shivers passing over my body, but I still couldn't move
until he told me to.
He looked up at me. "I think you should call Ashley now," he said
simply. "Tell her that you have something that she needs to see right
this moment and you can't tell her anything more than that over the
phone."
He stood up and rummaged through my little purse that Ashley had lent me
until he found my phone and handed it to me. I reached out and felt the
cold plastic under my fingertips. Without looking I swiped across the
screen and entered my access code. Before I could hit send he held up
his hand for me to stop.
"Tell her to meet you at Squeegie's," he said quietly. "Tell her that it
will take you a little time to get there so have a coffee while she
waits. Tell her that she was right and you have exactly what she needs
to know to go forward now."
I felt my head bob in affirmation and pushed send. When Ashley answered
I could tell that what little I told her had latched onto her mind and
hearing that I had what she needed sent her winging there to meet me.
She asked me if I would be long and I told her I was alking so I didn't
know. After she ended the call I stood there with the open phone hanging
forgotten in my palm.
Martin opened a drawer on his desk and reached into it. He pulled out a
stiff waxed cardboard box and opened it. There was a small plastic rack
in the box with most of the cradle's holding small sealed plastic vials.
He retrieved one and put it in my purse.
"Get dressed," he said to me. "Go meet her and have her go get you a
drink. While she is doing that put this in her drink. Stay there as long
as you have to until she drinks it and then bring her to me. Tell her
whatever you need to tell her that will keep her busy until she drinks
and don't mention anything that would scare her off. I want to talk with
her and you're going to bring her to me."
I heard my voice acknowledge his instructions and I bent down and
started dressing myself.
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Ashley followed me into the room without question. Ever since she had
drunk from the coffee I had laced with whatever it was that Martin had
given me to put in it she had ceased to have any objections in the
matter. I told her that Martin wanted to speak with her and she just
nodded and said of course. I told her to follow me and she immediately
got up and fell in step behind me while I led the way back to Martin's
room.
"Good of you to bring her," he said to me as we entered the room. There
was not even a trace of condescension in his words. We were here because
neither of us had a choice in the matter, his comment was more a
residual expression he felt compelled to say.
"Hello Ashley," he said looking at her. Ashley mumbled a greeting and
stood there alongside me without further comment.
"You've become a minor nuisance to me, did you know that?"
Ashley mumbled another acknowledgement and again fell silent. There was
only the faint whirring of the computer as it processed and the sound of
the air conditioner blowing to disturb the quiet of the room.
"I feel like I should be talking to 'M' right now," he said with a broad
smile, "after all you're the one who has been sending people after me
the last couple of weeks, trying to find out what I've been up to.
Sticking your nose in my business instead of minding your own matters;
you're really not that good at this."
He said the last part without any trace of the false joviality he had
started with. "And this one," he said nodding his head in my direction,
"is no 007. Actually I should feel cheated that I have such low rent
adversaries, it's kind of insulting actually. But we're going to fix
that."
"Stand over there," he said gesturing to us to move to a point just in
front of his desk. After both of us did so he sat back in his chair
again. The sound of the leather creaking as his weight shifted into it
added its brief sound to the room and then vanished.
"So how many girls did you send to me before you sent him?" he said
pointing toward me.
"Two," she said in a monotone. She didn't sound like herself at all when
she answered him. With all inflection, involuntary emphasis and
intonation stripped from her voice she sounded like no one I had ever
met before. "Tess and Rebecca."
"I must thank you for sending Rebecca then, she was just what I needed,
but I think before we are done I'll thank you more for sending him," he
said tossing his head toward me.
Martin leaned back even further in his chair. The hint of the smile on
his face vanished in the broad toothy grin that swallowed it. "You know
I really love this next part. I didn't think I would. I always thought
that having a guy monologue and spill his guts was a lazy writer's trick
and a really stupid thing to do in real life. But before I took care of
correcting Rebecca I found myself drifting into doing it and I finally
get why those guys did it."
He paused to catch his breath. "I really feel like I should be petting a
cat for this next part." As he spoke I was wondering if it were possible
for him to smile wide enough for the top of his head to fall off.
"When I was having my little talk with Rebecca, before we got started
that is, I realized why the whole monologue thing isn't stupid. It's all
about power. It's about rubbing your enemy's failure in their nose just
before you finish them off. It's seeing the look in their eyes when you
strip away every thread of hope they have and then take everything else
and it doesn't matter what they know because they will never be able to
do anything with it. It's all about the power."
"So Ashley, since you've gone to all of this trouble, I'm going to fill
you in completely. So pay attention girls, there will be a test
afterward." Martin opened a little corner drawer and drew out a vial
like the one that he had given me to put in Ashley's coffee. "Meet Lot
one," he said with a minor flourish. "A simple little cocktail of
nannites that I got hold of from an obliging acquaintance of mine with
similar views; Lot one only has four commands. Trust Martin, obey
Martin, everything is perfectly normal and remain calm. It's what gets
whoever I want here whenever I want them."
He reached into the drawer again and pulled another small vial out and
placed it on the desk. "This is Lot two," he said. "Why don't you have
this one for yourself right now Ashley? Your friend here already had his
earlier." I watched Ashley step forward and pick the small plastic vial
off of the dark wood. She removed the plug and tipped the contents into
her mouth without a word or any hesitation.
"Lot two is pretty simple. It just removes most of the inhibitions you
have that are centered on sexual impulses. Whatever you would balk at
before won't matter to you now as long as it is pleasing a man." He
looked us both over moving his eyes slowly from me to Ashley. He didn't
say anything for a few minutes as he watched us both. The silence that
dominated before was back and deep inside I knew that neither of us
should just be standing here silent and still like we were doing but I
was having difficulty determining just why I should not be as calm and
accepting as I was.
"Both of you take your clothes off and just pile them on the floor
behind you," he said in a quiet firm tone. I reached behind me for the
zipper to the dress I was wearing and after a moment's difficulty with
the angle I slid the fastener down. As I shook it free of my shoulders
and stepped out of it, I saw Ashley raising her shirt over her head and
dropping it on the ground behind her. We both quickly stripped off
everything that was on us and piled it on the floor until nothing
remained to remove.
Martin reached into the drawer again and brought out two vials this
time. He took a moment to check to ensure they were the right ones and
he got up from his chair and walked around the desk. He shifted the
vials into one hand and walked around us both until he was standing
beside Ashley.
"Turn and face each other," he said. I turned to my right as she turned
to her left. Martin was standing behind Ashley now. Her face was
impassive, but if her thoughts were anything like mine she should want
to scream inside and wondered why she didn't feel the need to do so.
Martin's free hand reached around her and cupped one of her breasts and
gave it a hard squeeze. "Imagine my disappointment when your friend
there dropped the curtain and there was no show for me Ashley," he said.
"You're the one responsible for that."
"When I saw her I just I thought she was a little on the small size, but
I was willing to overlook it. But instead of this..." He squeezed her
again, the blood welling underneath her soft skin marking where the
pressure of his fingers had been applied to the soft flesh.
"I find that," he said directing his gaze toward my bare flat chest.
His hand moved down her body, for a brief moment there was the outline
of his palm white against the darker blood filled capillaries left
behind. His had moved downward until he cupped her mound. He had to lean
in a bit over her shoulder while he did so to compensate for moving his
hand so far down her body.
His face moved closer to her ear, but he kept his level of speech the
same instead of whispering. He wanted us both to hear him.
"But that was not as much of a disappointment for me as it was when
instead of having this waiting for me..." He rubbed his fingers between
and around her labial lips. They took on a faint sheen after a couple of
slow strokes but he was more interested in making his point rather that
indulging his desires like this.
"I find a very unwanted intruder instead." Martin removed his hand from
her tracing his wet fingertips up her torso; using her skin to dry his
hand before he did whatever was next.
His hand dropped from her shoulder where it had stopped and reached into
his other hand. He extended one of the vials he had brought to me.
"Drink up," he said to me and turned back to return to behind his desk
as I did so. He placed the remaining vial on the corner where he had
placed the other one.
"I really should thank you for sending Rebecca after me Ashley. She gave
me a real challenge for Lot three there. I wondered just how effective
it really would be and having someone like her available just really
pushed the limits for us both."
"This of course being Lot Three," he said gesturing to the twin of the
vial he had given me already. "You should be part of this Ashley," he
said. "After all you're the real reason that we're all together today
and I want you to have a firsthand view to what Lot 3 is capable of." He
handed her the vial and watched her drink it dry before handing it back
to him.
He looked us over for a long stretched moment and finally ordered us
both to lie on the bed. As we slowly clambered onto the mattress he rose
from behind the desk again and walked behind us both so that he was
within arm's reach the entire time.
"Ashley you are getting aroused," he said to her. "Just a little at
first, but it moves fast doesn't it?" Ashley's cheeks flushed and she
began to breathe quicker while her thighs started flexing together a
little as Martin's directive took hold and her body responded.
He leaned over her as she moved slowly on the fabric. Her arousal levels
were climbing with each moment. "This is just what the two of the nanite
doses can do by themselves. I'll let you experience it for a few minutes
for now. They next time you feel a peak I want you to do your best to
help your friend there alongside you feel just as good."
Martin stepped back to watch and then as she moved against me and I felt
her hands start to move over me and my body start responding. As
Ashley's caresses became more intense and she began moving against me,
gasping lustly when our bare flesh brushed again each other in brief
contact and then moaning as her more sensitive areas responded the
command and her efforts.
I was responding as well. I hadn't been told to but the involuntary
reactions were still quick to do so. Ashley reached down and began
stroking me. Martin leaned over closer to her ear. "Now let me show you
what Lot 3 can do," he said.
Martin leaned away from her and fixed my eyes with his own. "Claire, you
have no desire for women. They just do not register for you as sexual
partners. When you think of having sex all you want is to be with a man
and satisfy his every desire. You have an intense need when the time
comes to lie on your back and spread your legs for him."
"You need to know that soon as y
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