The capture and Rape of Michelle

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I had tracked her for three days thru the forest and desert and finally run her to the ground. Standing above her lithe form I admired the graceful turn of her trim ankle and followed it upward to the long lean leg and trim waist.

"So we meet at last?" I hissed thru my lips as she rolled to her side to look at me "It's time I returned what you left behind"

Raising my hand I held up the circular leather "jewelry" and chuckled as her eyes widened in recognition.

"Yes, It is time you return to the people that have created you, and serve them as you have been programmed"

With my foot I pushed aside the loose fitting clothing that covered her ample bosum and smiled as she shuddered from the contact of my boot.

"I need to return you in one peice, but not necessarily in perfect condition" I sneered menacingly at her trembling face as she rose to her feet.



OOC: take it where you might, a bdsm'r with a fantasy twist....
 
Michelle - Serial #34Xr5

I pushed my long blonde hair out of my face and looked up into one of the cruelest faces I had ever seen. Caught. I tried to keep the defeat from creeping into my bright blue eyes. This had been inevitable though. When I had escaped, I had no idea where I was going, no way of knowing how to survive in the world. I had only woken up to the nightmare of my existence a fortnight ago....

The last chips were slid into place and I was activated. A fully sentient artificial life form created to serve. Within hours of my "birth", I began to receive my programming. I was to be a pleasure droid and serve in one of the sexual fulfillment centers in the city, servicing the sexual needs of its richest citizens.

No one could have predicted the electrical storm or what it would do to the city's power grid. I only knew that as soon as everything went black, I had to flee. After only receiving a few initial commands of my programming, I had broken out of the facility.


Without the ability to recharge, I had grown weak after a few days. Now that I had been caught, I feared the worst.

"I need to return you in one piece, but not necessarily in perfect condition," he said.

More than a little unsteady, I got up and faced the man.

"I'll do anything you ask... Please, just don't take me back there."
 
Stepping forward to the submissive looking pleasure droid, I snapped the control collar in place around her perfectly formed neck. "CLICK"

"This collar has enough electrical charge in it to seperate your pretty head from your shoulders" I warned her "I hope before you short circuited the basic commands were implanted firmly in that body of yours?"

With a nod the hot little pleasure droid confirmed the basic commands all were installed with...


I will serve and protect ALL humans from harm, I will obey all direct commands given to me, I will protect my own being from harm when it does not interfere with the first two priorities She quoted in a dull monotone

"And as for doing anything I want, I know you will" I smiled menacingly "Anything and everything, as soon as I get you back to my ship! Now head straight east ahead of me and pray you get back to my ship before your charge runs out.

Pulling off her "smock" I gave her now nude body a push ahead of me, laughing "Might as well enjoy the view, Hmmm" I quipped as she began walking back towards the location of my craft, her firm ass twitching enticingly with each step...
 
Michelle

Fear and shame held me in their grip and I felt powerless to offer any kind of protest. My initial programming had been cut short, so I been given the full set of human emotions but not the ability to handle them well.

I was naked and I knew that man was behind me, watching. I felt my face flush. My body replicated all of the autonomic responses of a human, blushing, shivering, reflex momement. I felt pain and pleasure in the same way a female woman would although I could be programmed to crave one over the other.

The going was difficult, the man relentless. He pushed and shoved me roughly when I slowed. Irregardless, just as his ship came into view, I fell to my knees. My energy level was nearly none existant and I looked back at him, trembling.

"I can go no further on my own power, S-s-sir."
 
Pulling a small monitor from my pocket I clicked it on and looked at the readings that flashed across it. It was true, her energy level was nearly depleted.....BUT there was something else as well. Something more interesting than the screens of charts that monitored her internal readings and efficiency percentages.

"You were never fully programmed were you?" I questioned her as she looked up at me from her kneeling position. The small screen verified her basic program was nearly blank, the primary rules and functions were there but nothing else.

"No wonder they want you back so badly" I said as I pondered the possibilities "With out the customary behavioral over rides, you could be set up for an endless number of personalities, customized by who ever has control of you"

Kneeling in front of her I met her eyes with mine, trying to decide what to do. It was true, her earlier predecessors were not nearly as well made. At a glance her feaures were human, her motions and actions as flawless as her skin. But that had been the end of perfect. For each pleasure 'droid was the same as the next, thier programs, reactions and actions as predictable as the next...In fact if there was a variation from the "norm" they were returned to the Center and "reprogrammed", thier individuality wiped clean...

"I bet you don't even realize how significant you are, do you?" I half asked, half stated to her wide open eyes. "Given time, your personaility would develop as a humans does. You would become master of your own personna and emotions"

Watching her eyes widen as the words sunk in I smirked at her uncontrolled reaction. "You would even be able to control those emotions and yourself....IF you were allowed to"

Reaching out I brushed the perfect blond hair from her cheek, pushing it behind her dainty ear and revealing a small round hole.

"This will give you enough of a recharge to get you back to my ship and see that you are cleaned up" I told her as I inserted the tiny jack. "Then I'll be able to decide what to do with you"

"Get up and follow me" I told her as the tiny recharge was finished and I made my way to the ship and keyed in the lock sequence then walked into the crowded interior.....
 
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Michelle

A surge of energy filled my body and I regained the ability to stand. I followed the man into the ship, not because I wanted to but because my command structure dictated it. As I did so, I tried to process what my captor had said. He seemed to promise and threaten at the same time.

Control of my own emotions. A personality. Master of my own persona.

Yes, that had been what I had first glimpsed when I had the uncontrollable urge to flee from the Center. I had acted upon basic primal emotion, like an animal.

I entered the ship, the entryway closing behind me. The ship was not large, but bigger than many I had seen during my escape. Not strictly for transportation, it looked like it had been built to carry some cargo. Cargo. Is that what I was? No time to consider the disturbing possibilities. I knew was expected to go through my maintenance protocols, to “get myself cleaned up” as he had put it. Scanning the ship, I saw the necessary “R & R” port, the two r’s standing for recharge and repair. In it, I would regain my original energy levels and minute repairs would be made in my surface structure.

“You requested me to get cleaned up. I shall do so if you will allow me.”

I had difficulty meeting his eyes. His penetrating stare seemed to take in every inch of my naked body. When he nodded his acquiescence, I stepped into the port. It was a chamber just large enough for me to fit inside. The recharge and repair would only take about four hours and I would not be conscious during the process. When I emerged, I would look just as I had the moment I was created. Perfect.
 
I watched the 'droid settle back and made my way forward to the pilots chair.

"Run diagnostics on the 'droid in the recharge station and open its program up on the main screen" I instructed my onboard computer as I settled back into the modified recliner.

On the screen an endless row of numbers and characters began scrolling across it. The androids physical and virtual makeup began defining itself to me as I puzzled over what to do with "it".

It was true, "its" physical form was that of a woman, well formed and having all the desirable facets. But knowing that "it" had been formed in a vile and then developed in a protein vat till fully formed held me back from thinking of the 'droid as "her"

"What was the difference?" I questioned myself "If "she" was so perfect on the outside, what was the difference?"

And then it hit me...The difference was in "her" virtual being, and being programmed to be routinely have all memory wiped clean, never to recall what had actually happened to from one day to the next.

"Maybe this will be one that got away" I queried myself again and then made up my mind.

"Terminate the memory limitation protocol, all levels" I commanded the on board system "Priority one, authorization 19503"

"I hope you appreciate what I've just done for you" I said to the numbers flashing across the screen "And that someday you'll thank me for what I've just done, not curse me"

"Artificial REM program #3" I commanded again and settled back in the chair and relaxed, closing my eyes as the sleep program took effect.....
 
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"Completely cycle now."

The metallic voice intoned in my ear and I opened my eyes. The door to the chamber slid open and I stepped out. I was alone. The man who had captured me was nowhere to be seen.

Quickly, I looked around the main bay of the ship. I caught sight of my torn smock near the ship's entrance. It was the only thing I could see to put on and I was desperate to cover my nakedness. As I slipped it on, my eyes locked on the door. On impulse, I tried opening it. Locked. I wanted to cry in frustration!

Calm down, Michelle.

When had I started to talk to myself.

How very strange.


I snapped back around and scanned the room again. Two exits to the main bay, one fore and the other aft. I presumed the forward passage led to the cockpit. The other, maybe personal quarters. I headed forward cautiously. As I drew closer, I heard the soft sounds of sleep. Seizing the opportunity, I returned to the main room and began looking for anything that I could use as a weapon.
 
The dream came back to me once again....water, great geysers of water ....and bubbles streaming past me as I struggled...

Struggled to what? To breath! To get to the top of this bottomless pit I was in.....The harder I fought the further down I went...

"Android maintenance cycle complete" Came the jarring interrution into my "dreams", bringing me back to an alert yet relaxed state.

The hiss of the interior entrance warned me the android was not only fully recharged but active....

The soft footsteps told me she was approaching and had a purpose....

The slight metallic "TING" gave ma clue as to what that purpose might be....

Opening my eyes I turned my head to see the android raise the metal bar over her head as she neared me.

"You use that on me and you'll never find out why you're talking to yourself" I told her as the computer triggered the internal defenses and surrounded her with an electrical charge.

"And I would have to dismantle you before taking you to my base. And that would be a shame, because I have such great plans for you...."
 
Defeated, I dropped the bar. Something resembling tears welled up in my eyes. The collar around my neck reminded me that unless I could catch my captor unawares, he could do exactly that. Dismantle me and send me back to the black nothingness from which I had come.

"Please, sir. Please don't do that. I will behave."

Looking up at him, I realized I was not good at judging people yet. In fact, my captor was the first person I had talked to. I could find nothing displeasing about him as I studied his face. He had the most piercing blue eyes. It was as if he could see straight through me, read my most private thoughts.

Perhaps it was emerging intuition or maybe self-preservation, but something told me I had be a little nicer to this hard-looking man. I gave him my best smile.

"Sir? What will you have me call you? I am 'Michelle - Serial #34Xr5', but I was to be called Michelle."
 
The tears and the look of guilt in the androids face nearly caused me to reach out for her..."Android, That's the primary word her" I reminded myself as I rose up to a sitting position and faced her. "IT is a property to be owned and sold"

"XR5, You will find that almost all people in this world wish to use you in one form or another" I warned her as she stood in front of me "And as you accumulate this information you'll figure out how to use them in return"

The shredded clothing she wore was more of a distraction then I needed at the moment, causing me to suggest "Take off those rags......."

Leaving the command hang I turned and closed the consoles screen off before turning and pointing to a storage locker. "And put on one of the uniforms in that locker"

Standing at the pilots station, I busied myself at the task of setting a course for my base as I listened to the sounds oh XR5 dressing.

"Are you finished yet?" I questioned her as I finished the calculations and entered them, then turned to check on her progress.....
 
Inexplicably, I was hurt that he did not tell me his name and that he referred to me by my serial number. In doing so, he rendered me no different than a hundred other XR5's produced at the Center. The thought made me feel like a thing. I desperately wanted to show hm that I was more than my design if only to prove it to myself.

"Take off those rags and put on one of the uniforms in that locker"

He turned away. I was grateful that he did not want me to undress in front of him again. The uniform was a black jumpsuit that fit like a second skin, clinging to my every curve. I put on a pair of black boots that I found in the locker just as my captor asked, "Are you finished yet?"

"Yes, I am finished, sir."

I stood up straight and faced him.
 
"XR5, Not forgetting the fact you came in this cabin with the intentions to knock my head off I'm going to do you a couple of favors" I told the android as I took in the way the suit formed to each and every one of her delicious curves..

"Before you are turned over, we're going to make a small detour" I began as I wondered privately just how much of her pleasure program was still in effect, and how naive she was of the whole process. "And once we're there we'll see about your punishment and education into the real world"

Turning back to the controls I initiated the main engines phasing sequences and entered the commands to lift off.

With a gentle hum the floor gave the familiar vibrations as we left the planets surface and elevated into the atmosphere.

"You'll need to set yourself in the chair beside me, before we leap" I told her matter of factly, as I began to verify the power levels in the engines. "And after we've entered subspace I'm going to show you yourself"

XR5 slid past me in the tight space, her breasts brushing my shoulder as she placed her hand on my back for support as she slid into the chair.

"You'll need to show me how to strap myself in, sir" She politely stated as she looked over at me. The request was reasonable, but the actions were the last thing I wanted in the tight quarters and in my present state of mind and body. But knowing I was only delaying our departure I half raised myself out of my chair and leaned over her to pull the complex harness together to connect it. As I adjusted the synthetic couplers to match her bodies contours I couldn't help but brush against her full breasts as I did so, and notice the immediate reaction of her nipples to my touch.....

"That will do it." I told her brusquely, trying to ignore my reactions to the contact with her warm body "Relax and we'll be off this planet in 3....2.....1.....

An all too familiar white flash encompassed the cabin, then disappeared with a minor jolt as we made the transition from atmosphere to vacuum, and I turned my head to check on her...
 
Not much had fazed this rugged man, but seeing me in the skin tight uniform seemed too. I accessed an incomplete subroutine and gave him a small smile. Perhaps I was not without a weapon after all.

’You'll need to set yourself in the chair beside me, before we leap" I told her matter-of-factly, as I began to verify the power levels in the engines. "And after we've entered subspace I'm going to show you yourself"

I made certain that I brushed the tips of my breasts against his arm as I moved past him. The contact seemed to affect me more than it did him. I felt the sensation down to my toes and I put a hand on his back to steady myself. Sliding into the seat, all I could think about was his touch and how I wanted it again. My hands struggled with the safety straps. A thought came to me.

"You'll need to show me how to strap myself in, sir."

The Center did give pleasure droids basic problem solving abilities. Probably so we could remove any unfamiliar and complicated attire worn by clients without calling for assistance. I knew it was within my abilities to figure out the straps, but I wanted his hands on me again. So this was my first deception.

And it worked. My body responded immediately, my nipples tightening as he adjusted the straps. I bit my lip to keep from moaning.

As he moved away, I had time to wonder what he meant by a “detour” before he turned me over. The way he said it seemed to imply that he was willing to act outside of protocol. Strictly speaking, I should have been deactivated and already on my way to the Center. Anything would be better than becoming a mindless slave. I cringed inwardly at the thought. Even the punishment to which he spoke was preferable. I wondered if there were anyway to convince him to never take me back.

He turned in his seat to look at me and I gave him a sad smile.

“I’m sorry I threatened you. Please understand how afraid I am of going back. I will try not to resist further, sir.”
 
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The transition into sub space went smoothly and I gave the onboard computer control of the next leg of our journey.

"There is no sign of us being followed or even detected,” I said out loud, the habit of talking to myself developed from too many hours of being alone in sub space.

Releasing the straps that held me in the chair I lifted myself from it, enjoying the half grav level I had programmed the craft for in space.

"You can release yourself from the straps" I told the android as I checked the atmospheric controls, verifying the air in the cargo holds was breathable. "I'm fully aware of your programming and have spent a little time going over it"

Laughing at the flush that crept over her face I decided to push the point a little further..."In fact, I may know more about you than you do"

Watching her drop the charade and release herself from the chair I nodded in approval and continued.

"The gravity is set at half of earth's normal level, you'll need to move a little slower than you're used to or you'll bounce of the walls" I warned her as she moved next to me "We're going to go to the aft cargo area, one that I have modified for my own use and while we are there I'm going to show you what your program actually consists of.

In fact I was curious myself, her profile indicated she was fully programmed in all physical pleasures known in 30 galaxies, but she was never programmed to retain the sensations or memories of them. What would happen when she experienced each new feeling and emotion and they stayed within her program?

"I was surprised to see that you were equipped with a full sensory package" I told her as we moved to the bulkhead that led to the cargo bay "That means you can feel everything a human might, including pain, correct?"

As the barrier slid open with a hiss of air I led the way into the bay, sweeping my arm in a pantomime of gracious invitation. Stepping into the huge, barren room I was amused at her blank expression as she looked around the room devoid of a single piece of equipment or even dust and explained to her...

"This is where I spend my time when I'm not actually chasing or catching you marauding androids,” I said, watching a twinge of emotion play across her face as I said the word android.

"The endless hours I'm forced to endure in space has driven me to invest a large sum of credits into my "virtual playroom" to keep my sanity and my "edge". As the barrier closed with a second hiss of air I stepped past her and keyed in a code on a small panel, and further explained the meaning of my actions. "This guarantees we'll be undisturbed in here until I key in the release code"

XR5 had walked to the far side of the bay as I spoke, her hands held out in front of her as she traced the shape of the indistinguishable walls and I chuckled.

"Maybe I should show you the uniqueness of my playroom, before you grow weary of these bare walls and try to bash out my brains again, hmm? Computer, activate program 1C, full sensory enhancement"

Where there were once bare walls and floor an endless field of grass existed, swaying gently in the warm breeze, the dew reflecting the bright morning sun in a dazzling display of miniature rainbows.

Walking over to the stunned android I smiled and reassured her. "Yes, It is real, as real as you or I, and it is one of and endless collection of programs I have accumulated and perfected"

Walking thru the dense grass I called out to her "There is a stream of water over here, and a clearing where we can sit down, come over and join me."
 
"This is beautiful," I said in an awe-inspired whisper.

I meant it. In my three day journey, I had not seen a more beautiful place. I could not help but wonder if this setting was from a memory of my captor's. If he had actually been to this spot. Actually, I was growing more and more curious about this man. It was unsettling that he knew so much about me, but I knew precious little about him. "One thing was for certain," I thought as I looked around. He does appreciate beauty.

I followed his voice into a clearing sprinkled with little blue wildflowers. He was sitting on a large flat rock that jutted out into the stream. I had the inexplicable urge to strip off my boots and dangle my toes in the water. Instead, I just sat down next to him with a small sigh.

"Sir, to answer your earlier question... Yes, I can feel pain, both physical and emotional."

Now, why did I feel the need to mention my emotions. Perhaps I wanted him to know he had been hurting me with his backhanded comments about my artificial nature. I desperately wanted to forget that I was a thing. More than that, I wanted him to.

I continued.

"Pain, as you know, is integral to some sex acts."

I swallowed, feeling uncomfortable. I wished I had not told him that. Of course, I could not deliberately tell a lie, but I could withhold information if not directly asked.
 
"Pain is essential for all life" I agreed "It is a driving force in many decisions and emotions"

Looking at the provocative fit of the black suit, the temptation to take her and use her android body for the pleasure it was designed for was almost overwhelming. The material fit snugly on her long legs and firm thighs, the small cleft between her thighs clearly visible....Above her hips the suit fit even tighter, the outline of her full, firm breasts and hard nipples even more prominent....

"Take the collar off" I said quickly, an impulsive decision to see her long neck over riding caution.... "You can't go anywhere while we're in sub space anyways, and the computer only responds to me"

Watching her raise her arms to grasp the collar, the move accented her upper torso even more, causing a twitch in my groin. Raising to my feet I turned away from the shapely android to look at the babbling creek....

The enormity of what I had done was heavy on my mind, not for fear of repercussion from the "Center", but as for what it meant to me....and her, and what it meant for our futures...seperate or together....

"XR5" I spoke with a stern voice "It's time I showed you a few things about yourself, and why you are just an android"

"Computer, program 2...B" I told the unseen system and smiled as the air shimmered and the scene we stood in began to disappear around the startled android as she quickly stood.

In the place of a babbling creek a large upright panel stood, an array of various devices hanging on one side, a large flat screen glowing on the other....

"Computer, Input 34xr5's program and open her files to me" I commanded and turned to the android. "This is what you are" I told her, watching the pain and confusion flit across her face.

"As of now, all you feel...or think you feel, are controlled by these basic programs, and I can alter them at will...to make you cry...or smile...or to feel pleasure, or pain...."

The disbelief was strong on her face and I smiled, then spoke to the computer..

"Access stimuli programs, and open them" I told it receiving the customary warning from the computer... " WARNING, ACCESS TO THESE FILES MAY CHANGE OR CORRUPT THE CONTENTS"

"I know that" I growled "Just do it"

Turning my attention back to the android, her pale face now looking at the screen and the endless row of numbers, I challenged her.

"You don't beleive what you are feeling isn't real, do you?" I asked her "What do you want me to make you do, to prove it?
 
"I know that. Just do it."

At first, the reality of what I was seeing didn't sink in. When it did, the horror of the violation struck me like a blow. I felt the color drain from my face. My program, my "psyche", had been laid bare, opened like a book and just as easily read.

"You don't beleive what you are feeling isn't real, do you? What do you want me to make you do, to prove it?"

I looked up at the flickering screens. Everything that I was, everything that I had ever been was up there, vulnerable to manipulation. I began to tremble with anger as I turned my gaze on him.

"How dare you! Cracking me open like a nut when you won't even share your name. Why are you being so cruel?"

I could feel the angry tears welling up in my eyes, but I refused to wipe them away.
 
I ignored the venom of her voice, at least outwardly...Turning to face her I spoke to first to the onboard computer, then to her trembling visage...

"Put all controls on audio, responding to my voice" I said evenly as I waited for the response...."CONFIRMED"

Turning towards the android I smiled as I advanced on her...

"You know the XR5 was the fifth of six lines of androids developed at the center, and the most recently released to it's adoring public? It is an amazing line, for it is capable of symbiotic relationships with almost all types of living creatures.Physically it is far superior than the human body it is modeled after, in strength and dexterity. It's micron processing chip would exceed that of the human brain for speed and ability..., that is IF it did not have one small flaw."

Stopping directly in front of the curvaceous android I looked down into her watery eyes and continued. "The Achilles Heel" that keeps you from being the near perfect creation is the program that you "awaken" to, if you will...You have NO will of your own, no ability to think for yourself...beyond the basic programmed reponses you were given."

Placing my hands on her shoulders I ran them down both sides of her body, lingering on her full breasts before trailing down to her hips and taut buttocks. Feeling her shudder and seeing a look of lust come across her face I laughed.

"Even the response to me touching you is a programmed reaction, one that you can't fail from performing, no matter how angry or repelled toy "THINK" you are!"

Placing my hands on her full breasts I pinched the hard niplles between my fingers cruelly, watching hertear stained face and getting the expected reaction.

"You feel pain and it is NOT arousing, is it?" I demanded of her.

"No sir, it hurts..." Came her quiet reponse, her eyes bravely holding mine as I increased the pressure. "Please....stop?"

"Thanks to me you will be able to recall what you've just said in the future" I sneered at her. "Computer, eliminate negative reaction to pain in XR5's program and replace with a positive one"

"CONFIRMED, Positive reaction inserted" Came the auto tone reply, as I once again increased the pressure to her nipples.

"Now what do you "THINK" I mockingly asked her.....
 
"Now what do you think?"

That which had just been painful only a few moments before became pleasurable. I could not resist and responded by moaning softly, pressing my breast into his hand by arching my back.

This was too horrible to comprehend. A nightmare from which I would not awake. I responded honestly to his question as I would always have to, my voice breathless with desire.

"Sir, it feels wonderful and I hate you for it."

But how long would I be able to hate him. My body was my enemy, betraying me completely. For even as I felt revulsion at his manipulation and felt completely violated, I did not want him to stop touching me. It scared me to think that I would begin to crave his touch. Once I did that, I feared I would be lost, submitting to his will completely.

Had I stayed at the Center, I would never have known freedom, never been given the ability to think for myself. It was a cruel twist of fate that after being given the ability to do so, I could end up becoming this man's sex toy willingly.

The thought made me sob out loud and I implored him, "Please don't make me do this. Don't make me want whatever you do to me."
 
Her voice touched me more than I dared show, at least not until I had hammered home a lesson she would never forget…

“What if I changed how you felt about that as well?” I asked her “Maybe you as a insatiable hooker would change the way you looked at what I’m going to do with you?”

Disregarding her pleading eyes I commanded “Computer, upgrade experience level from novice to insatiable”

I had stepped back as I spoke, my hands dropping from her nipples. I used the short distance between us to swing my free hand and slap her full breast gently….

“Now how does that feel?” I asked her with a leer “Maybe I need to swing a little harder to get a response?”

Reaching out with my other hand I cupped her head in it and pulled her to me, my lips cruelly mashing against them as her body pressed against mine. For long seconds I took what my body craved before breaking the rough “kiss” and once again stepping back from her, my eyes taking in her chest heaving for air.

“Is that what you want now” I asked her seriously, the wave of conflicting emotions washing across her face…
 
Much to my anguish, not only did he ignore my plea, but he....

"Computer, upgrade experience level from novice to insatiable"

"Oh no!" I thought, both because he issued that ominous sounding command but also because his fingers left my nipples. I felt the loss of the touch almost like the physical pain I had felt earlier. Everything was reversed. Just as my mind was trying to make sense of that, he slapped my breasts. Not hard, but it got a response. A response that left me breathless, my chest heaving with desire and wanton need.

"Now how does that feel? Maybe I need to swing a little harder to get a response?"

Even as I wanted to scream no, a part of me wanted to say, "Yes... Harder..."

And then his lips were on mine, taking possession of my mouth savagely. My every sensory receptor lit up and I felt my knees grow weak. I responded with everything I had, feeling like I was losing consciousness of everything that was not him. My hands twined in his hair as I arched my back, offering myself to him completely. But then he pulled away and I quite literally sobbed. I just stood there, trying to control the ache I felt from the loss of his touch.

"Is that what you want now?"

"Yes!"

The word came out before I could stop it. I was still shaking. Desperately, I tried to control my raging thoughts. To respond intelligently. "Yes, it's what I want now with my response level set so high. How could I not."

Slowly, my breathing began to return to normal and my mind started to clear.

"Is that what you want? A creature that will respond to you, no matter what you do? Isn't that a bit too much like self-stimulation?"

The humiliation I had suffered at his hands fueled my anger once again. Even though I struggled to controlled it, the emotion made my voice tight.

"No, that's not what you want. You wanted to prove a point, didn't you? To show me what I could become, the pleasure and need I can feel."
 
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