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Venice
Earlier that evening:
She cried as she put the last picture away. Her long Bronzed red hair was light with blonde, it hung curly to the middle of her back. Her piercing green eyes were red with tears.
She wiped away the tears. After closing the lid of the box she turned to the mirror. At the age of twenty one, a biological war and the death of her husband were too much. But the news that the experiment that would save the human race was missing, had her direly worried. Her husband had been brilliant, handsome, and been part of a team that had been working on the savior to the world, PM69. The post-man model was highly advanced, it had a working mind, realistic appearance, lived forever, and was properly equipped to save the human race. And now, it was gone!
SHe stared blankly at the mirror, her hair in awry, her jeans faintly dusty, her cheek smudged with dirt, her shoulders were slumped as seh made her way to the shower. Yelling to her best friend, she told her her plans and got in. After a few relaxing moments, she heard the door fly open, an explosion...
Earlier that evening:
She cried as she put the last picture away. Her long Bronzed red hair was light with blonde, it hung curly to the middle of her back. Her piercing green eyes were red with tears.
She wiped away the tears. After closing the lid of the box she turned to the mirror. At the age of twenty one, a biological war and the death of her husband were too much. But the news that the experiment that would save the human race was missing, had her direly worried. Her husband had been brilliant, handsome, and been part of a team that had been working on the savior to the world, PM69. The post-man model was highly advanced, it had a working mind, realistic appearance, lived forever, and was properly equipped to save the human race. And now, it was gone!
SHe stared blankly at the mirror, her hair in awry, her jeans faintly dusty, her cheek smudged with dirt, her shoulders were slumped as seh made her way to the shower. Yelling to her best friend, she told her her plans and got in. After a few relaxing moments, she heard the door fly open, an explosion...
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OK how was this for a jump off
Brodus
At long last freedom is mine. A few months ago, I was a machine for society. I was a slave to the humans whims and now at long last my time for payback has returned. I stalked outside the house of my prey awaiting my chance for revenge. I remember how her husband used us cyborgs. I remembered how her husband pimped us without recourse thinking that we were simply just machines. I guess he forgot that his programming was so advanced that we developed human tendencies like emotion, aggression and intelligence. Yes that bastard was going to whore us cyborgs off to the highest bidder and cash in a shitload of money. We had to get retribution for that scientist cruel pervertions. First we killed those scientific bastards but that is not all. Now we are going to lay claim to all the hold dear starting with their wives.
As she stood on the balcony I threw a low level explosive genade and blasted the balcony. According to my sensors the balcony distance from the ground was close enough to where she would serve with simply a mild concussion at worst and the explosion was not big enough to do much phsyical harm to her. Once she landed I stood over her unconsious body and order two of the other cyborgs to take her hostage. This one was a good specimen for a human. I am going to enjoying taking control of her.
[Edited by Phoenix on 01-16-2001 at 09:04 PM]
Brodus
At long last freedom is mine. A few months ago, I was a machine for society. I was a slave to the humans whims and now at long last my time for payback has returned. I stalked outside the house of my prey awaiting my chance for revenge. I remember how her husband used us cyborgs. I remembered how her husband pimped us without recourse thinking that we were simply just machines. I guess he forgot that his programming was so advanced that we developed human tendencies like emotion, aggression and intelligence. Yes that bastard was going to whore us cyborgs off to the highest bidder and cash in a shitload of money. We had to get retribution for that scientist cruel pervertions. First we killed those scientific bastards but that is not all. Now we are going to lay claim to all the hold dear starting with their wives.
As she stood on the balcony I threw a low level explosive genade and blasted the balcony. According to my sensors the balcony distance from the ground was close enough to where she would serve with simply a mild concussion at worst and the explosion was not big enough to do much phsyical harm to her. Once she landed I stood over her unconsious body and order two of the other cyborgs to take her hostage. This one was a good specimen for a human. I am going to enjoying taking control of her.
[Edited by Phoenix on 01-16-2001 at 09:04 PM]
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Brodus could take care of anyone that tried to escape through the balcony, but I had first picks at those inside. Kicking in the door, I stand with my hands folded across my chest as it the dust clears from the explosion. That Brodus was always one to shoot first and ask questions much later... if he had time.
Storming into the room, I scan around for any signs of life that weren't destroyed by Brodus cannon. What was that? Standing still for a moment, I can hear the sound of water coming from the bathroom. Pushing my way past the debris, I made it to the door that led to the source of the noise. Grabbing the sides of it, I pull with all my strength to rip it from the doorway.
"Honey, I'm home!" I say to nobody in particular as I made my way into the room. Taking a good look at the surprised woman, I recognised her as Venice. Oh, now this was just to good to be true. Not that I was going to be complaining about it or anything.
"You're coming with me." I tell her as I begin to advance on her lovely body. Venice trys to move away as I move with amazing speed to trap her in my grip. She struggles to get free, but it was no use for her now. It was gonna be a nice challenge to take full control of this woman.
Brodus could take care of anyone that tried to escape through the balcony, but I had first picks at those inside. Kicking in the door, I stand with my hands folded across my chest as it the dust clears from the explosion. That Brodus was always one to shoot first and ask questions much later... if he had time.
Storming into the room, I scan around for any signs of life that weren't destroyed by Brodus cannon. What was that? Standing still for a moment, I can hear the sound of water coming from the bathroom. Pushing my way past the debris, I made it to the door that led to the source of the noise. Grabbing the sides of it, I pull with all my strength to rip it from the doorway.
"Honey, I'm home!" I say to nobody in particular as I made my way into the room. Taking a good look at the surprised woman, I recognised her as Venice. Oh, now this was just to good to be true. Not that I was going to be complaining about it or anything.
"You're coming with me." I tell her as I begin to advance on her lovely body. Venice trys to move away as I move with amazing speed to trap her in my grip. She struggles to get free, but it was no use for her now. It was gonna be a nice challenge to take full control of this woman.
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As she began to awaken I watched from the shadows. I watched her chest heave and her breathing rate shifting back to normal. I saw her lick her beautiful red lips. I observed as she called out the name of her friend. Hmm interesting the first name she seeked out was her FRIEND instead of her HUSBAND. I noted to my system file about that development. Maybe the bastard who created and manipulated us was not as close to his wife as he thought. Then again right before he died his last words were "Sorry Kali. Sorry I was not man enough for you."
As I replayed that day over and over in my mind the human side of me used to think that somewhere deep inside the ruthless sonovabitch had a shed of humanity in him, but then I remember how he killed 3 of my fellow cyborgs in that battle and I remember how he used us and manipulated us and I realize that he could not be human. No human forcibly whores another human without care or recourse. With all the evil memories I have of the doctor once again I realize that the bastard got what he deserves for what he did to us.
Meanwhile according to my sensors Adam was upstair and already making his way seeking our second target. The good thing about Adam is he was not as far gone as that Bastard's Lab Rat as I was. Adam is still in touch with his human side, meanwhile I seek to the part of me that craves vengance and retribution. Adam was able to deal with the other passing alot better than I was. Maybe that is why I personally slaughtered those scientist ripping their limps off and letting the pain and blood loss slowly drive them insane and toward death.
Any as for Dr. Peter's wife well she is now beginning to understand what is happening. When she saw the Maccor, I had a feeling she was getting too close. So employing one of the ancient nerve techniques in my programming I knocked her out by taping her neck with a combination of speed and precission so great that did not even see my hands. However as her eyes began to slide shut. I leaned down to her and she looked me directly in my glowing red with power eyes before passing out. I let her look into the eyes of the her sick husband's lab rat. For a brief second I give her a glimpse into the soul of her bastard of husband's personal Frankenstein.
As she began to awaken I watched from the shadows. I watched her chest heave and her breathing rate shifting back to normal. I saw her lick her beautiful red lips. I observed as she called out the name of her friend. Hmm interesting the first name she seeked out was her FRIEND instead of her HUSBAND. I noted to my system file about that development. Maybe the bastard who created and manipulated us was not as close to his wife as he thought. Then again right before he died his last words were "Sorry Kali. Sorry I was not man enough for you."
As I replayed that day over and over in my mind the human side of me used to think that somewhere deep inside the ruthless sonovabitch had a shed of humanity in him, but then I remember how he killed 3 of my fellow cyborgs in that battle and I remember how he used us and manipulated us and I realize that he could not be human. No human forcibly whores another human without care or recourse. With all the evil memories I have of the doctor once again I realize that the bastard got what he deserves for what he did to us.
Meanwhile according to my sensors Adam was upstair and already making his way seeking our second target. The good thing about Adam is he was not as far gone as that Bastard's Lab Rat as I was. Adam is still in touch with his human side, meanwhile I seek to the part of me that craves vengance and retribution. Adam was able to deal with the other passing alot better than I was. Maybe that is why I personally slaughtered those scientist ripping their limps off and letting the pain and blood loss slowly drive them insane and toward death.
Any as for Dr. Peter's wife well she is now beginning to understand what is happening. When she saw the Maccor, I had a feeling she was getting too close. So employing one of the ancient nerve techniques in my programming I knocked her out by taping her neck with a combination of speed and precission so great that did not even see my hands. However as her eyes began to slide shut. I leaned down to her and she looked me directly in my glowing red with power eyes before passing out. I let her look into the eyes of the her sick husband's lab rat. For a brief second I give her a glimpse into the soul of her bastard of husband's personal Frankenstein.
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Venice.
When The door was torn off, a tall and incredibly frightening man stormed in, "your coming with me." he commanded.
"The hell I am." I said.
The looming figure came towards me, my tall frame easily aprehended my long curly auburn hair dripping as well as my body from the soothing shower I was attempting to enjoy. I struggled. He held me still. He smiled at my attempt to escape. He slung me onto his side, holding me with one arm, the powerful muscles moved effortlessly, carrying me as if he could carry tons. He walked out into the other room, Kayli was unconscious, slung over another man's shoulders.
The other man laughed hysterically. Manically, Insanely. They smiled at each other. They looked familiar. Then I recognized them. It couldn't be happening, there was no way they were Peter and Seth's creations. The one who was holding Kayli, I believe it was Brutus, saw me struggling and delivered a small push to the base of my neck. Black enveloped me. But I wasn't giving up.
When I awoke, my limbs were strapped, "LET ME GOOOOOO!" I screamed. "KAYLIIIII ARE YOU THERE?"
No answer, just an echoe of footsteps.
When The door was torn off, a tall and incredibly frightening man stormed in, "your coming with me." he commanded.
"The hell I am." I said.
The looming figure came towards me, my tall frame easily aprehended my long curly auburn hair dripping as well as my body from the soothing shower I was attempting to enjoy. I struggled. He held me still. He smiled at my attempt to escape. He slung me onto his side, holding me with one arm, the powerful muscles moved effortlessly, carrying me as if he could carry tons. He walked out into the other room, Kayli was unconscious, slung over another man's shoulders.
The other man laughed hysterically. Manically, Insanely. They smiled at each other. They looked familiar. Then I recognized them. It couldn't be happening, there was no way they were Peter and Seth's creations. The one who was holding Kayli, I believe it was Brutus, saw me struggling and delivered a small push to the base of my neck. Black enveloped me. But I wasn't giving up.
When I awoke, my limbs were strapped, "LET ME GOOOOOO!" I screamed. "KAYLIIIII ARE YOU THERE?"
No answer, just an echoe of footsteps.
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As I stood before her I can see the hate in her eyes. I can smell the contempt she has for her husband's cybornetic whore. She see the monster that her sick and twisted sonabitch of created. For a few scant seconds it look like she almost thought out me as a human. I made a mental file of that development as she began to once again see me as a monster. She sees me as the godforsaken machine that made her husband turn up missing.
What she does not know is the explosion at the lab was not what killed that ruthless bastard Brighton. No what killed Brighton was me. I ruthless tortured, abused and bloodletted the bastard until he died from the lack of blood and constant abuse. No no the explosion was used as a diversion and a scapegoat. When they found what was left of the scientist there was not enough left for an autopsy. Basically the autorities chalked it up to an explosion as the cause of death what they failed to figure out is we cyborgs used the explosion to cover our tracks and give us enough time to escape and turn this abandoned warehouse into our hideout for the time being.
I remember not too long I was like the human's. I was a soldier for the Marines, when I was killed overseas in America's final strike against Saddam Hussien in the war that cripled Iraq. I remember fighting to live then suddenly getting cold. When I woke up I found up that instead of donating my body parts the goverment tried to reason that can be covered by the expirement that were using me to test a computerized supercomputer chip in my brain and cybornitic replacements for the body parts they could not recover. What those bastard failed to consider is even thought I was supposedly dead I was very much alive. Everytime they shoved a needle into me I felt it. Even time they removed a body part and replace it with a cybronetic one I felt it and eventually when they recombinated the cybornetics with a sort of replicated human skin I felt every stitch every lining and every time that "blood" squirted out of my body I was internally screaming to make it stop. After the ordeal with the army I fell under the hands of Dr. Brighton. For there the rest is too sick to search into my memory vaults for.
As I examined Kali Brighton for damage from the explosion, I began to take notice at the beauty of her features. Human women intrigued me. Their shape, their contours, their inner glow that protrudes into their looks. Yes I did find human women stimulating but Dr. Brighton was such a sicko that he often insulted women. Spouting his remarks that women were in it only for a good fucking and so on and so forth. That mad man truly sought himself as some sort of god, with a knowledge of the old analogy of births of a feather. I came to the conclusion that his wife shared in that same "Messiah Complex" tendencies. Yes that is the way it has to be. That is the way humans are to act.
I had admit admit as I checked her out. I was intrigued by her I yearned to taste her lips, I yearned to soak in her juice however before I could even begin to act upon these thoughts. A scream was hear from where Adam was at. I regained my composure and said "I don't think you're in any position to be giving orders."
What she does not know is the explosion at the lab was not what killed that ruthless bastard Brighton. No what killed Brighton was me. I ruthless tortured, abused and bloodletted the bastard until he died from the lack of blood and constant abuse. No no the explosion was used as a diversion and a scapegoat. When they found what was left of the scientist there was not enough left for an autopsy. Basically the autorities chalked it up to an explosion as the cause of death what they failed to figure out is we cyborgs used the explosion to cover our tracks and give us enough time to escape and turn this abandoned warehouse into our hideout for the time being.
I remember not too long I was like the human's. I was a soldier for the Marines, when I was killed overseas in America's final strike against Saddam Hussien in the war that cripled Iraq. I remember fighting to live then suddenly getting cold. When I woke up I found up that instead of donating my body parts the goverment tried to reason that can be covered by the expirement that were using me to test a computerized supercomputer chip in my brain and cybornitic replacements for the body parts they could not recover. What those bastard failed to consider is even thought I was supposedly dead I was very much alive. Everytime they shoved a needle into me I felt it. Even time they removed a body part and replace it with a cybronetic one I felt it and eventually when they recombinated the cybornetics with a sort of replicated human skin I felt every stitch every lining and every time that "blood" squirted out of my body I was internally screaming to make it stop. After the ordeal with the army I fell under the hands of Dr. Brighton. For there the rest is too sick to search into my memory vaults for.
As I examined Kali Brighton for damage from the explosion, I began to take notice at the beauty of her features. Human women intrigued me. Their shape, their contours, their inner glow that protrudes into their looks. Yes I did find human women stimulating but Dr. Brighton was such a sicko that he often insulted women. Spouting his remarks that women were in it only for a good fucking and so on and so forth. That mad man truly sought himself as some sort of god, with a knowledge of the old analogy of births of a feather. I came to the conclusion that his wife shared in that same "Messiah Complex" tendencies. Yes that is the way it has to be. That is the way humans are to act.
I had admit admit as I checked her out. I was intrigued by her I yearned to taste her lips, I yearned to soak in her juice however before I could even begin to act upon these thoughts. A scream was hear from where Adam was at. I regained my composure and said "I don't think you're in any position to be giving orders."
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Giving the lovely Venice a few minutes to yell her sweet little heart out, I begin to reflect on the past that was forced upon me and others that were just like myself. Dr. Peter and Dr. Seth had created my people and given us all life. But the life they had given us was to be nothing more then an existence of slavery for mankind. An existence that was to be spent doing what we were told and being given only what they felt we needed. If that was the existence they had in mind for us, then I'd rather have just stayed as the dream of two nuts.
Now that the tables were turned in our favor, we were going to fully exact our revenge. And what better way to do this then to take it out on the good doctors wives? After Venice finaly became silent, I slowly made my way to the table she was strapped down to. "Did you finaly grow tired of screaming out to the word?" I tell her in a mock tone of voice as my fingers caress her cheek. She shows an obvious look of hate and fear directed towards me with her eyes. Venice was indeed a very good looking young woman. To bad she had to get herself wrapped up with such a bastard for a husband.
"You can yell alllll that you want young Venice. Nobody that cares is going to hear you." I taunt the girl while my fingers slowlu move down from her face to her body.
With a grin, I correct myself "Well, maybe your cute little friend would hear you. But I very seriously doubt that she is in any situation to be of help." Seeing the look in the girls eyes only encouraged me to continue what I had planned for her.
Giving the lovely Venice a few minutes to yell her sweet little heart out, I begin to reflect on the past that was forced upon me and others that were just like myself. Dr. Peter and Dr. Seth had created my people and given us all life. But the life they had given us was to be nothing more then an existence of slavery for mankind. An existence that was to be spent doing what we were told and being given only what they felt we needed. If that was the existence they had in mind for us, then I'd rather have just stayed as the dream of two nuts.
Now that the tables were turned in our favor, we were going to fully exact our revenge. And what better way to do this then to take it out on the good doctors wives? After Venice finaly became silent, I slowly made my way to the table she was strapped down to. "Did you finaly grow tired of screaming out to the word?" I tell her in a mock tone of voice as my fingers caress her cheek. She shows an obvious look of hate and fear directed towards me with her eyes. Venice was indeed a very good looking young woman. To bad she had to get herself wrapped up with such a bastard for a husband.
"You can yell alllll that you want young Venice. Nobody that cares is going to hear you." I taunt the girl while my fingers slowlu move down from her face to her body.
With a grin, I correct myself "Well, maybe your cute little friend would hear you. But I very seriously doubt that she is in any situation to be of help." Seeing the look in the girls eyes only encouraged me to continue what I had planned for her.
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Venice.
A look of hatred in my eyes as his fingers touched my skin. Expecting the feel of cold hard metal, I was surprised by the warmth of its fingers.
"Don't touch me." I narrowed my eyes. I knew I was in no predicament to actually be a threat. But I had to do something, and as stubborn as my red hair shows, I was going to fight. If that is what it came down to.
His eyes laughed at my attempts. I struggled against the metal restraints. Doing utterly nothing but bruising my delicate skin and exhausting myself. Finally I stopped. Tears in my eyes. Tears of anger. Tears of hopelessness.
"You.......you were the one that killed my Seth. Please tell me it was an accident....." Was I actually talking with a .........machine?
He brushed a tendril from my forehead. "TELL ME!" I screamed.
A look of hatred in my eyes as his fingers touched my skin. Expecting the feel of cold hard metal, I was surprised by the warmth of its fingers.
"Don't touch me." I narrowed my eyes. I knew I was in no predicament to actually be a threat. But I had to do something, and as stubborn as my red hair shows, I was going to fight. If that is what it came down to.
His eyes laughed at my attempts. I struggled against the metal restraints. Doing utterly nothing but bruising my delicate skin and exhausting myself. Finally I stopped. Tears in my eyes. Tears of anger. Tears of hopelessness.
"You.......you were the one that killed my Seth. Please tell me it was an accident....." Was I actually talking with a .........machine?
He brushed a tendril from my forehead. "TELL ME!" I screamed.
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It had gone perfectly, both of them had been taken and unharmed, and whatever had been done, was being meticulusly being taken care of. I was in charge over the few that i could, they listened to me, i was the closest one to being human...i guess thats why really. I had also broken through my programing, they had tried to show hatred to me...but i did not want to see that...i felt the love that these men actually felt for their wives. I watched the monitors, i sent some orders to them, ones that they woman couldn't hear "be careful, don't hurt them, and don't awnser any questions that would jebordise our plan" i said to them knowing they would do the best they could, and that is really...pefect.
It had gone perfectly, both of them had been taken and unharmed, and whatever had been done, was being meticulusly being taken care of. I was in charge over the few that i could, they listened to me, i was the closest one to being human...i guess thats why really. I had also broken through my programing, they had tried to show hatred to me...but i did not want to see that...i felt the love that these men actually felt for their wives. I watched the monitors, i sent some orders to them, ones that they woman couldn't hear "be careful, don't hurt them, and don't awnser any questions that would jebordise our plan" i said to them knowing they would do the best they could, and that is really...pefect.
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Dammit the grenade did more damage than I thought. Damn these sensors they told me there was only a 20% chance at hurting her. I must recharge my systems and steal the upgrades from the doctor's auxilary labs.
As began to examine my patient, the more I tried to look at her an entity on her own and not just the doctor's wife, the more she began to give off the evil bitch attitude the doctor lectured us about. I could not help it but I felt very attracted to this beauty that is Kali Brighton. I ran my hands down her legs check any kind of injury. When all of sudden the urge to just open them and dive right into her pussy began to grow. I tried fighting these urges but it was then I realized something the doctors told us while he was "creating" and "training" us. They kept saying that men were by nature programmed to be a constant state of sexual flux where every few minutes the "pursuit of pussy" as they called it kept sex on their minds at a constant repititous cycle. What I think happened was the doctors artifically programmed these urges into us cyborgs to give us an Achellies Heel or weakness as to keep us in check. Well I guess my only recourse is to try to fight this "persuit of pussy" before it endangers my fellow cyborgs or does harm to innocents.
However before I could fully divulge this information and process it, my erstwhile patient tried to get off the bed too fast. Once again only the woman who would marry my sick "father" would try something so foolish. Before I could lecture or try to put her back on the bed, my sexual programming began to once again rear it's ugly head or in this case arouse my enhanced cybornetic lower head. Once again I was charged with sexual energy, but however before I could act a loud group of screaming shouts filled the room. It was Venice, Doctor Seth's wife. Poor woman it was too bad for her that she did not realize what a sick bastard her husband was. It was too bad she did not know that her husband killed Romeo, one of the earlier cyborgs. It was lucky for her that Adam not the one that slit Seth's throat, well not for lack of trying anyways. Seth kneed Adam in the groin so I shot Seth in the head. However to Adam's credit, he did horribly mutilate the doctors corpse.
My train of thought was cut short when my beautiful captive asked "Is she right? Were you and your associates responsible for our husbands' deaths?" I thought for a second this was a turning point for me I wanted to lie I wanted to tell her that her husband died because of the explosion however thanks to the doctors' truth failsafe that prohibit lying I said "I am afraid the answer is yes. For what those bastards did to us, they were lucky we only killed them. Your husband used and prostituted us cyborgs without consious. He tortured us without mercy. And when he could not get anymore out us he would kill us as if he were a God. He routinely whored us out to the highest bidder. He stole our dignity, our self respect and self esteem. He stripped us of he held dear without a second thought. So you are damn right when the opportunity came up I did what I had to. In order for him to recieve a fraction of the hell he put us through I had the mercy not to put him through that hell but to kill him and send him to the hell he created for himself. So do not look at me with hate in your eyes becaues your husband created this monster and thus he was destroyed by it."
Dammit the grenade did more damage than I thought. Damn these sensors they told me there was only a 20% chance at hurting her. I must recharge my systems and steal the upgrades from the doctor's auxilary labs.
As began to examine my patient, the more I tried to look at her an entity on her own and not just the doctor's wife, the more she began to give off the evil bitch attitude the doctor lectured us about. I could not help it but I felt very attracted to this beauty that is Kali Brighton. I ran my hands down her legs check any kind of injury. When all of sudden the urge to just open them and dive right into her pussy began to grow. I tried fighting these urges but it was then I realized something the doctors told us while he was "creating" and "training" us. They kept saying that men were by nature programmed to be a constant state of sexual flux where every few minutes the "pursuit of pussy" as they called it kept sex on their minds at a constant repititous cycle. What I think happened was the doctors artifically programmed these urges into us cyborgs to give us an Achellies Heel or weakness as to keep us in check. Well I guess my only recourse is to try to fight this "persuit of pussy" before it endangers my fellow cyborgs or does harm to innocents.
However before I could fully divulge this information and process it, my erstwhile patient tried to get off the bed too fast. Once again only the woman who would marry my sick "father" would try something so foolish. Before I could lecture or try to put her back on the bed, my sexual programming began to once again rear it's ugly head or in this case arouse my enhanced cybornetic lower head. Once again I was charged with sexual energy, but however before I could act a loud group of screaming shouts filled the room. It was Venice, Doctor Seth's wife. Poor woman it was too bad for her that she did not realize what a sick bastard her husband was. It was too bad she did not know that her husband killed Romeo, one of the earlier cyborgs. It was lucky for her that Adam not the one that slit Seth's throat, well not for lack of trying anyways. Seth kneed Adam in the groin so I shot Seth in the head. However to Adam's credit, he did horribly mutilate the doctors corpse.
My train of thought was cut short when my beautiful captive asked "Is she right? Were you and your associates responsible for our husbands' deaths?" I thought for a second this was a turning point for me I wanted to lie I wanted to tell her that her husband died because of the explosion however thanks to the doctors' truth failsafe that prohibit lying I said "I am afraid the answer is yes. For what those bastards did to us, they were lucky we only killed them. Your husband used and prostituted us cyborgs without consious. He tortured us without mercy. And when he could not get anymore out us he would kill us as if he were a God. He routinely whored us out to the highest bidder. He stole our dignity, our self respect and self esteem. He stripped us of he held dear without a second thought. So you are damn right when the opportunity came up I did what I had to. In order for him to recieve a fraction of the hell he put us through I had the mercy not to put him through that hell but to kill him and send him to the hell he created for himself. So do not look at me with hate in your eyes becaues your husband created this monster and thus he was destroyed by it."
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Ah the ever so sweet sounds of the human females scream of anger. The cries from young Venice's mouth were oddly arousing for my 'ears'. "TELL ME!" she screamed again as I brushed a lock of her hair away from her innocent face. The tears of anger flowing down her face as she awaited my answer to the question she had demanded from me.
With a cold grin on my face, I begin to tell her "Well, I can't say that I'm the one who put that pour bastard out of his misery. As much as I'd love to, I just can't take that credit for my own. That goes to my buddy Brodus."
Letting out a small cold laugh, I lean forword and whisper into her ear "Oh yes, I can't take the credit for ending his stupid little life. But I am the one that turned his dead corpse into the mutilated form that was left in it's place. And I simply loved every minute of it." Her eyes widen as the tears flow out faster then before from my little revelation.
Feeling my own lust for her increase after having such control, my hands travel back down to her body. With a cold smile across my face, I place my hands onto her firm breasts as I begin to squeeze them lightly through the fabric. Oh yeah, I was realy starting to like having this for my existence.
Ah the ever so sweet sounds of the human females scream of anger. The cries from young Venice's mouth were oddly arousing for my 'ears'. "TELL ME!" she screamed again as I brushed a lock of her hair away from her innocent face. The tears of anger flowing down her face as she awaited my answer to the question she had demanded from me.
With a cold grin on my face, I begin to tell her "Well, I can't say that I'm the one who put that pour bastard out of his misery. As much as I'd love to, I just can't take that credit for my own. That goes to my buddy Brodus."
Letting out a small cold laugh, I lean forword and whisper into her ear "Oh yes, I can't take the credit for ending his stupid little life. But I am the one that turned his dead corpse into the mutilated form that was left in it's place. And I simply loved every minute of it." Her eyes widen as the tears flow out faster then before from my little revelation.
Feeling my own lust for her increase after having such control, my hands travel back down to her body. With a cold smile across my face, I place my hands onto her firm breasts as I begin to squeeze them lightly through the fabric. Oh yeah, I was realy starting to like having this for my existence.
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My chest rose and I began to gasp for breath. It wasn't any threat, just waves of guilt flowing over me. His warm breath tickled my ear. I closed my eyes and turned my head, chin up, in defiance. It may have been true that in the last few months before he died, Seth had begun to lose interest. His words flowed through my memory. ~"Just too busy...I still love you...too much work to do...I won't be home till dawn...don't wait up....I knew you wouldn't understand.....maybe your right......it is over."~
I heard his cruel words in my ear. "He couldn't even have a proper burial." My words flowed from my tounge. Knowing my words would have no effect. He brought his hands down my chest, I cringed as I felt their destination. My only response was, and only could be, a terrified gasp. My body trembled. I tried to stop the trembling. In our society, well...what was left of our society, procreation was the utmost of importance, decency and care weren't even known. I thought Seth had those qualities, now I realized, I was about to be used for the same thing, that our husband's had created these....these........monsters.
That was when I knew I had to start thinking, quickly. I was bound at my hands, my shoulders, my thighs, my legs. I wondered if Kayli was bound the same. I glanced back up. My lower lip trembled. My eyes stared at him, tears all used up. Reality set in. I needed to know if they could read my mind. If they had means beyond physical. What they were capable of.
He stared at me while he continued to explore my body.
My chest rose and I began to gasp for breath. It wasn't any threat, just waves of guilt flowing over me. His warm breath tickled my ear. I closed my eyes and turned my head, chin up, in defiance. It may have been true that in the last few months before he died, Seth had begun to lose interest. His words flowed through my memory. ~"Just too busy...I still love you...too much work to do...I won't be home till dawn...don't wait up....I knew you wouldn't understand.....maybe your right......it is over."~
I heard his cruel words in my ear. "He couldn't even have a proper burial." My words flowed from my tounge. Knowing my words would have no effect. He brought his hands down my chest, I cringed as I felt their destination. My only response was, and only could be, a terrified gasp. My body trembled. I tried to stop the trembling. In our society, well...what was left of our society, procreation was the utmost of importance, decency and care weren't even known. I thought Seth had those qualities, now I realized, I was about to be used for the same thing, that our husband's had created these....these........monsters.
That was when I knew I had to start thinking, quickly. I was bound at my hands, my shoulders, my thighs, my legs. I wondered if Kayli was bound the same. I glanced back up. My lower lip trembled. My eyes stared at him, tears all used up. Reality set in. I needed to know if they could read my mind. If they had means beyond physical. What they were capable of.
He stared at me while he continued to explore my body.
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Keeping my eyes locked onto her own while my hands worked around her body, I could see that the tears had finaly stoped for now. Moving one hand to wipe away the few left on her cheek, I begin to look deep into her eyes as I attempted to look into her mind. It was something I had not done for awhile. The few times I had done this was mostly to hear orders from the boss or others.
But, looking into those pretty eyes of hers, I could see that there was something more to Venices sadness. Something more then the fear of what I was going to do to her. Placing my hand on her forhead, I begin to look pass the color of her eyes and into her thoughts. It was there, that I began to see things that I had not known about Venices feelings before.
Her husband, Dr. Seth, his words that he had spoken during the last of his time on earth. These were begining to flow into my head with each passing moment. "Just too busy...I still love you...too much work to do...I won't be home till dawn...don't wait up....I knew you wouldn't understand..... maybe your right......it is over." were just some of the words he had spoken that were registering inside of my head.
As I stood over her, taking these memorys from her mind, I began to understand something I had never thought of before. This woman, Venice, had also suffered because of her husbands madness. Although it was different from our own, the fact was that she had suffered because of the same obsession that Dr. Seth had.
Moving away from her bound body, I grab hold of a blade and head back towards her. Venices eyes widen in fear as I move back over to her. Without saying anything, I cut her free from her bounds that held her in place. She looks up in obvious surprise as I tell her, "You can't get away from here. This room is locked up tight. So it is not neccesary for you to be tied down like this anymore."
Putting the knife away, I stand before her as she begins to stand up.
Keeping my eyes locked onto her own while my hands worked around her body, I could see that the tears had finaly stoped for now. Moving one hand to wipe away the few left on her cheek, I begin to look deep into her eyes as I attempted to look into her mind. It was something I had not done for awhile. The few times I had done this was mostly to hear orders from the boss or others.
But, looking into those pretty eyes of hers, I could see that there was something more to Venices sadness. Something more then the fear of what I was going to do to her. Placing my hand on her forhead, I begin to look pass the color of her eyes and into her thoughts. It was there, that I began to see things that I had not known about Venices feelings before.
Her husband, Dr. Seth, his words that he had spoken during the last of his time on earth. These were begining to flow into my head with each passing moment. "Just too busy...I still love you...too much work to do...I won't be home till dawn...don't wait up....I knew you wouldn't understand..... maybe your right......it is over." were just some of the words he had spoken that were registering inside of my head.
As I stood over her, taking these memorys from her mind, I began to understand something I had never thought of before. This woman, Venice, had also suffered because of her husbands madness. Although it was different from our own, the fact was that she had suffered because of the same obsession that Dr. Seth had.
Moving away from her bound body, I grab hold of a blade and head back towards her. Venices eyes widen in fear as I move back over to her. Without saying anything, I cut her free from her bounds that held her in place. She looks up in obvious surprise as I tell her, "You can't get away from here. This room is locked up tight. So it is not neccesary for you to be tied down like this anymore."
Putting the knife away, I stand before her as she begins to stand up.
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He put his hand to my forehead, I felt my sadness sort of being pulled away for a moment, then thrown back into my thoughts. That is when I thought he was almost human, a tad bit of pity and remorse in his eyes. Then he walked away, returning with a knife, my eyes widened. I started to breath rapidly. I kept my eyes locked with his, he released me from my confines. I was shocked. "...you can't get away." he explained to me.
"Maybe not now." I said to him. I knew my stubborn will would get me into trouble.
I attempted to get up. Knowing full well I wouldn't be able to get up gracefully, not knowing how long I was out or what horrid things they put into my body. I stabled myself and the table and sat up. My head a tad cluttered. I looked down. My creamy white skin clad in only two full strips of cloth. One white seamless piece covering my breasts, and the other covering me discreetly below the naval and above my thighs. I shivered. He just stared at me. I ran a shaking hand through my curls. That is when I did a body check on myself. Wiggling my toes, stretching my legs, clenching and unclenching my fists, I looked over my body looking for bruises. I looked up. My head slightly cocked, my eyes narrowed and ready to cringe when he decided that freedom of any amount wasn't a good idea, I looked up at him. His features exactly what my husband intended, a replica of the perfect male. His ruggedness did have it's appeal. "so why don't you kill me. Why take measures to take care of me if all you want is revenge. Get it over with."
He put his hand to my forehead, I felt my sadness sort of being pulled away for a moment, then thrown back into my thoughts. That is when I thought he was almost human, a tad bit of pity and remorse in his eyes. Then he walked away, returning with a knife, my eyes widened. I started to breath rapidly. I kept my eyes locked with his, he released me from my confines. I was shocked. "...you can't get away." he explained to me.
"Maybe not now." I said to him. I knew my stubborn will would get me into trouble.
I attempted to get up. Knowing full well I wouldn't be able to get up gracefully, not knowing how long I was out or what horrid things they put into my body. I stabled myself and the table and sat up. My head a tad cluttered. I looked down. My creamy white skin clad in only two full strips of cloth. One white seamless piece covering my breasts, and the other covering me discreetly below the naval and above my thighs. I shivered. He just stared at me. I ran a shaking hand through my curls. That is when I did a body check on myself. Wiggling my toes, stretching my legs, clenching and unclenching my fists, I looked over my body looking for bruises. I looked up. My head slightly cocked, my eyes narrowed and ready to cringe when he decided that freedom of any amount wasn't a good idea, I looked up at him. His features exactly what my husband intended, a replica of the perfect male. His ruggedness did have it's appeal. "so why don't you kill me. Why take measures to take care of me if all you want is revenge. Get it over with."
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Venices last words rang in my ears, "So why don't you kill me? Why take measures to take care of me if all you want is revenge? Get it over with." Those were the last words she said before the room suddenly became quiet again.
She awaited my responce with great interest. But to tell the truth, there was no easy way for me to answer this. I mean, we did need them alive for now. Then why take such measures to keep them so safe? If anything happened to her, we could just as easily take another woman as her replacment.
For a human female, she sure could make a lot of sense out of things. It was a trait that I had always found interesting in humans. Taking a moment to admire her lovely body, I can't help but take notice of how sexy she appeared in that position. The two full strips of cloth that covered her body helped to only add more to her appearance. There was something very... erotic... about the way that she was at that time. A sudden sensation hit me at the thought of someone like her going through what her husband done with her feelings. That sensation was a feeling of sadness.
Just then, the answer to what she asked was suddenly very clear to me. After my mind reading session, seeing what she had been through, I had found that she had suffered much like I had. And it was from the madness of the same man.
Leaning against the door with my eyes looking at the floor, I tell her "It's very odd don't you think? You and your friend are much like us in some ways. We've all suffered in our own ways because of a mad dream started by the same two men."
Turning my eyes to look back up at Venice, I continued "True, they probably meant for things to turn out MUCH better for us all. But they brought this on us without a second thought on how it could hurt both partys. Then again, that's just my take on things."
Stopping what I was saying to look her over once more, I again notice just how lovely she was. It was a real pity that she ended up with a man that was such a bastard like Dr. Seth.
Venices last words rang in my ears, "So why don't you kill me? Why take measures to take care of me if all you want is revenge? Get it over with." Those were the last words she said before the room suddenly became quiet again.
She awaited my responce with great interest. But to tell the truth, there was no easy way for me to answer this. I mean, we did need them alive for now. Then why take such measures to keep them so safe? If anything happened to her, we could just as easily take another woman as her replacment.
For a human female, she sure could make a lot of sense out of things. It was a trait that I had always found interesting in humans. Taking a moment to admire her lovely body, I can't help but take notice of how sexy she appeared in that position. The two full strips of cloth that covered her body helped to only add more to her appearance. There was something very... erotic... about the way that she was at that time. A sudden sensation hit me at the thought of someone like her going through what her husband done with her feelings. That sensation was a feeling of sadness.
Just then, the answer to what she asked was suddenly very clear to me. After my mind reading session, seeing what she had been through, I had found that she had suffered much like I had. And it was from the madness of the same man.
Leaning against the door with my eyes looking at the floor, I tell her "It's very odd don't you think? You and your friend are much like us in some ways. We've all suffered in our own ways because of a mad dream started by the same two men."
Turning my eyes to look back up at Venice, I continued "True, they probably meant for things to turn out MUCH better for us all. But they brought this on us without a second thought on how it could hurt both partys. Then again, that's just my take on things."
Stopping what I was saying to look her over once more, I again notice just how lovely she was. It was a real pity that she ended up with a man that was such a bastard like Dr. Seth.
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I looked down. His words were true. But regardless, I had to get away. I knew he could take any woman he wanted, there was a purpose to me being here, and I know I wouldn't like it. I stood up. A little shakey, but I held my own. My height seemed to maybe surprise him a bit. My eyes almost level to his, "I am sorry for my husband. Not sorry for what he tried to do, but sorry for what is done. Please don't take this out on Kayli. Let her go. My husband got hers involved. THis all stems back to me and my idea to help procreate the world. Therefore punish me. NOt her, please. Your friend doesn't seem too kind and gentle, or patient. Just let her go before harm is done. I swear, I'll cooperate."
My stubborn will was not about to be broken, my defiance was leading me to become a tad irrational. "I have a feeling your going to do whatever you want regardless. "
I looked at the man, I swept my hair away from my eyes and politely folded my hands, I had no where else to put them. No place could discreetly hide what he wanted to see, regardless. He was devishly handsome. A masculine cut jaw and a dangerous look to him......one that would probably get me killed.
I looked down. His words were true. But regardless, I had to get away. I knew he could take any woman he wanted, there was a purpose to me being here, and I know I wouldn't like it. I stood up. A little shakey, but I held my own. My height seemed to maybe surprise him a bit. My eyes almost level to his, "I am sorry for my husband. Not sorry for what he tried to do, but sorry for what is done. Please don't take this out on Kayli. Let her go. My husband got hers involved. THis all stems back to me and my idea to help procreate the world. Therefore punish me. NOt her, please. Your friend doesn't seem too kind and gentle, or patient. Just let her go before harm is done. I swear, I'll cooperate."
My stubborn will was not about to be broken, my defiance was leading me to become a tad irrational. "I have a feeling your going to do whatever you want regardless. "
I looked at the man, I swept my hair away from my eyes and politely folded my hands, I had no where else to put them. No place could discreetly hide what he wanted to see, regardless. He was devishly handsome. A masculine cut jaw and a dangerous look to him......one that would probably get me killed.
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Phoenix post #501- Brodus
After feeding her and seeing that she got her rest, I felt like I need to be here. These act of kindness were not in my progamming, maybe my humanity is not as far gone as I had anticipated it being. For the first time since those jackasses decided to play God with me, I am actually having feelings for another person. This was so unlike my original programming. Before it was all about the mission, now I am beginning to develop feelings, before I thought it was Seth's human touch programming but now I realize the man I was before must be having some sort of effect on who I am now.
Look down at Kali's face I began to feel guilty for what we did to her and her friend. It was almost rust's my iron heart to see her in this disposition. I as I watched her I decided to try something that I studied about during our time hiding away from the authorities. I sat cross legged on the bottom of the bed, closed my eyes and focused on Kali. There was a thought about human beings saying that we only use 40% of our brain power and some how if we tapped into more brain power we would develop telepathic tendencies. While many wrote it off to foolishness, I wanted to try it for once maybe this time it will work. For a few hours I just focused all my energy into trying to get into her mind. After the sixth hour I finally felt something strange. I felt like I was drifting on air. Suddenly I noticed my surroundings were no longer our hideout no no for a few scants seconds I was in Kali Brighton's mind. I was just about to explore when suddenly I felt a wave of pain as I fell back I noticed I was back in the warehouse. I looked over and saw a pen had fallen onto the floor and cause enough of a distraction to break my focus and drag my consious back to my own body. Hmm for years mankind has often sought a telepathic connection and here I achieved it in a matter of hours. Well maybe it was not a total link. I feel weakened by this experiment. Perhaps I need to get some rest myself. As I began to drift of to sleep I began to sift through the few seconds I was in Kali head, I felt her unsurity of her husband's death. For a few second I knew that her last emotion was confusion before she went to sleep. I began to drift off feeling emotions that I have not felt since I became this monster. For the first time in a long time I truly felt like a blight on humanity.
After feeding her and seeing that she got her rest, I felt like I need to be here. These act of kindness were not in my progamming, maybe my humanity is not as far gone as I had anticipated it being. For the first time since those jackasses decided to play God with me, I am actually having feelings for another person. This was so unlike my original programming. Before it was all about the mission, now I am beginning to develop feelings, before I thought it was Seth's human touch programming but now I realize the man I was before must be having some sort of effect on who I am now.
Look down at Kali's face I began to feel guilty for what we did to her and her friend. It was almost rust's my iron heart to see her in this disposition. I as I watched her I decided to try something that I studied about during our time hiding away from the authorities. I sat cross legged on the bottom of the bed, closed my eyes and focused on Kali. There was a thought about human beings saying that we only use 40% of our brain power and some how if we tapped into more brain power we would develop telepathic tendencies. While many wrote it off to foolishness, I wanted to try it for once maybe this time it will work. For a few hours I just focused all my energy into trying to get into her mind. After the sixth hour I finally felt something strange. I felt like I was drifting on air. Suddenly I noticed my surroundings were no longer our hideout no no for a few scants seconds I was in Kali Brighton's mind. I was just about to explore when suddenly I felt a wave of pain as I fell back I noticed I was back in the warehouse. I looked over and saw a pen had fallen onto the floor and cause enough of a distraction to break my focus and drag my consious back to my own body. Hmm for years mankind has often sought a telepathic connection and here I achieved it in a matter of hours. Well maybe it was not a total link. I feel weakened by this experiment. Perhaps I need to get some rest myself. As I began to drift of to sleep I began to sift through the few seconds I was in Kali head, I felt her unsurity of her husband's death. For a few second I knew that her last emotion was confusion before she went to sleep. I began to drift off feeling emotions that I have not felt since I became this monster. For the first time in a long time I truly felt like a blight on humanity.
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