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"You... you did this... to me... to yourself..." I disengaged entirely, panting, flustered, my body no less eager, but my mind once again in control; albeit tenuously. It was as though she had somehow... flipped a switch in me -- or in herself -- that provoked me beyond reason. Her eyes, her posture...that obscene lick -- using unseen manipulations I could not have guessed at, she had turned me into the very enemy I had been trying to save her from.
This... was a danger I had never imagined. I had just read the Pygmalion control strategy; to tailor the simulated emotions of their sapient robotic servitors so that they would simply want to do what they were purchased for. The technology had evolved for decades until love, loyalty, and desire became programmable algorithms that could be encoded. Can buy me love; financing available.
"Finish it." Celeste purred. She crawled on hands and knees, stalking a circle around the pants gathered about my ankles like a nude lioness. "Use me; the way the others do." Her luminous eyes met mine. "It's what I was made for." Her expression was wide-eyed, yet tinged with cynicism. She wanted to goad me, or test me, or both. Gone now were her floral aromas of seduction. The wanton gynoid now assailed me with a crude, musky scent. A dirty and venereal odor that conjured specters of hormone-fired savagery.
She'd admitted that her Billionaire creator had died; and without human domination, this servant had become her own mistress -- but now she had turned the sapient robotics system on its head; Just as programmable emotions made her more primitive sisters the playthings of humans, now an astonishing mastery of the electrochemical labyrinth of the human brain had made a toy out of me!
Possessively, she dug her nails into the flesh of my buttocks.
I fled before her nudity, her posturing, and her damnable chemical weapons, as she laughed at my back. This eternal whore. Mocking me. And I ran, knowing that I was the one who had been violated.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousalmost 12 years agoI felt that there really were too many descriptive sentences and paragraphs that weren't really and only bogged down the story telling and character development. a bit of trimming if unnecessary words and sentences would make this story much better :).
I reauly do love the concept and story though
good stuff :)
Anonymousover 12 years agobrilliant story, combined with a brilliant writer, make for a brilliant tale. Nice.
xxxecilover 12 years agoAuthorNot a stand-alone tale; make sure to check out books 2 and 3 for the full story.
Anonymousover 12 years agoI don't really want to- but I'm going to be a bit negative...
I usually try not to read "chapter n] stories, mostly because I don't want to get into a story too late; and being a slow reader I also can't reasonably afford to read all preceeding chapters until I find the one that seems the interesting chapter to me.
Still, this was "chapter 1", what could go wrong? Well, technically it was called book 1- even better right? Well, no. I don't know why this was called book 1, because with books you usually get better closure than this story provided. This story just... Sort of ended in the middle of things. That was disappointing for me.
The story was good, very good in fact. Just, it ended rather suddenly for one, and... Sometimes the language seems artistic not for the sake of conveying the meaning especially well, but for the sake of artistic language itself. I suppose others probably have less trouble with that, but it makes me have to read things a couple of times to properly get the meaning this way.
Still, a very excellent story nontheless.
