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"No." Said Beth and she took a piece of pizza to tear into it.
"So you believe me when I say I'm trying to help Kate then?" I asked as I took my own piece.
She didn't say anything and I rolled my eyes and leaned back in the chair.
"How'd you even find me by the way?" I asked because if a beat cop could have tracked Kate down an organization with the pull to make Kate certainly would be able to.
"I got reports of a woman running through the streets yelling stuff, someone said she was wearing a funny necklace and I decided to track it down once I was off duty. Talked with a few people and ended up here. Heard you talking through the door." She said.
"Another reason I hate these apartments." I said.
We continued to eat in silence Beth plowing through half of the pizza herself while Kate and I finished the rest.
"Your boss, does he know about the Dolls or is someone else telling him to muzzle stuff?" I asked.
"Don't know." Said Beth.
"Look I get that your friend went missing and that setting off your lookingsearch for other missing women, but you knew about the jack in the back of her neck and what it does. How did you figure that out without getting caught?" I asked.
Beth whose mouth was still full with the pizza, she was eating at an alarming rate reached down and picked up the bag she had retrieved from her cruiser. Pulling out a small folder she handed it to me.
I opened it and looked through it. There were a few hasty notes but it was predominantly pictures. The vantage point was high up like someone in a catwalk or in the rafters of a building. The view below was a nightclub focusing in on a partitioned off section where it showed a few men and a beautiful woman in what could only very loosely be called clothing. Going through all of the photos they zoomed in on the woman and moved quickly through the night with an occasional snapshot.
When a tablet identical to the one on my table came into view however and the cable was attached to the woman's neck there were enough pictures to create flipbook.
"So you guessed?" I asked.
"I tried to talk to her but I only got close once and she just ignored me." Said Beth.
"Why not try and use it to fix Kate?" she asked pointing at the tablet.
"It calls home, the program to modify the dolls needs a central server. Not to mention that it's to reprogram them for something else not to recover their memories." I said.
Beth nodded and picked up the tablet.
"So you can fix her then?" she asked.
"Master does not know, and he says it will take months to figure it out." Said Kate.
Beth looked over at her. "How's she different anyway?" She asked.
"Different?"
"She got away from them, why hasn't anyone else been able to do that?"
"The brain is confusing to say the least it could be a million things. Maybe it's genetic, maybe a malformed part of the brain or a tumor, something small, or maybe the fact that she ate a hamburger instead of a cheeseburger before they took her and messed with her head. Whatever it was it let her fight the control. She can resist the orders like you saw earlier." I said.
"So only her out of how many people?" Said Beth.
"A lot, the oldest time stamps I can find in the program they created for the dolls goes back to around 2003. Although some of that was co-opted I would guess."
"So they've been doing this for more than ten years? And no one has found out?" Said Beth.
"Hey the NSA got away with what they were doing for a decade. They have thousands of employees, and they have government oversight. This is a secret organization out for a profit, they are going to be more aggressive than that in keeping a secret." I said.
"I still think you're paranoid." Said Beth.
"Fine let's go with that then." I said and leaned back in my chair. I was getting a massive headache.
There was a sudden pressure on my lap and opening my eyes I saw Kate settling in on top of me.
"What are you doing?" Asked Beth. She was halfway out of her seat as if to pull Kate off of me.
"Master is stressed." Said Kate pouting.
She looked at the two of us for a moment before slowly reaching down to pick her gun out of the bag at her feet where she had put it after changing into her civvies. Taking it out she held it in her lap.
"Marcus. Did you..."She trailed off.
Kate smiled and straddled me looking over at Beth. "Master was very nice." She said.
"I'm going to shoot you." Said Beth, she unbutton the leather gun holster.
"No shooting Master. I need him tonight." Said Kate. Leaning forward she kissed me forcefully enough for me to take my eyes off of the gun for a moment.
"I'm going to fucking shoot you. She doesn't have any control over herself you bastard!" Said Beth.
"Kate likes her Master if it was not him it would have been someone else! I am a slave, and I cannot fight that programming 24/7!" Said Kate as she turned around to face Beth.
The two stared at one another and I still dumbfounded with adrenaline going through my system from the prospect of a pissed off cop shooting me and the kiss I had just gotten was keeping me silent.
Beth snapped the gun holster back closed.
"You had better actually be working on a way to help her. If I think for a second you're not I will shoot you." She said.
I let out the breath I didn't remember holding.
"I am, are you going to leave now?" I asked.
"No. I need to make sure you're not taking advantage of this." Said Beth. She leaned back into the couch and digging through the mess of papers found the remote to the TV and snapped it on.
"Leave her be Master." Said Kate. "She's trying to do what's right."
"I know that, but I don't appreciate her implications. Even if they are somewhat true." I said.
Kate rolled her eyes and leaned into me. "Master, you haven't done anything wrong."
"I have you just can't see that I have. Especially considering that I intend to keep doing the wrong thing when it comes to you." I said.
Kate grinned. "You slave has no complaints if what we did this morning was wrong." She purred in my ear. Her hips were slowly going back and forth in my lap and I had to restrain myself from picking her up and throwing her to the floor to have her there. She was a tease.
"I need a shower, then I need to get some sleep. I hardly got any last night. That fine with you?" I asked Beth.
She glared up at me and said nothing.
"I'll grab some extra linens for you. I'd offer you the bed being the gentleman I am but I doubt you want to sleep in it considering I haven't had a chance to clean it." I said.
Beth ignored me and standing up giving her a wide berth I went to the bathroom, Kate in tow behind me. She slipped into the bathroom with me before I could close the door and for a moment the two of us stood there.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"Cleaning off my Master." Said Kate. Reaching down she took off the sweatshirt she was in and shimmied out of the gray sweatpants.
"Kate.." I really wasn't sure what I could say that I hadn't already said at this point. Not that it would convince her, or even myself.
"I want a clean Master. So in the shower." She said.
"I thought I gave the orders." I said even as I took off my shirt and with only a moment's hesitation my pants as well.
"Do you want me to do something else Master? I was under the impression most men would like it if a woman showers with them." She said blinking innocently up at me.
"You first." I growled and picking her up I put her in the shower and turned the water on.
She yelped at the cold water, a little punishment for the teasing but that hardly lasted long. The one good thing I could say about the apartment was that the water heater worked well, even if it did cost a fortune.
Stepping in after her and closing shower curtain the two of us stood facing one another. If I had thought she looked sexy in bed but in the shower covered in water that was hugging her every curve as it ran down her body I was hard pressed to say which was more alluring. Moving Kate took the bar of soap off of the rack and finding a washcloth she quickly created suds and slowly began to rub the cloth over my body.
I closed my eyes and let her work the warm water on my head and the warm hands on my body. Kate leaned forward and I felt her breasts pillowing up on me another way to rub my skin and get me clean. Slowly I rotated and allowed Kate to rub the cloth and her body on me cleaning me. Completing the revolution I opened my eyes and looked down at her.
Kate was now soaked and I felt my control slipping again. My hand shot out and grabbed her by her hair. She yelped but before she could make any more noise my mouth was over hers and her body was crushed against my own.
Wrapping my hand into her hair ensuring that she couldn't get away from me I deepened the kiss and pressed her to the wall. She squealed when she hit the cold tile but I ignored that and instead let the other hand that wasn't in her hair travel down. Grabbing her ass I pulled her up and against the wall raising her off of the floor.
Kate still moaning let her hands fall from my shoulders and down to my cock which had been pressed against her stomach and quickly lined me up with her. Slowly I let my arm fall Kate slid down the wall and onto me. She gasped and I groaned as she slid all of the way down until she was on the tip of her toes in the shower.
Holding her there for a moment I reveled in the feeling of her pussy, she was squeezing me with it and seemed to have enough control to do it almost rhythmically. She had such control that I was sure that if I just held her there I would be done in a few minutes with just the ministrations of her pussy.
Unwinding my hand from her hair I quickly grabbed her ass with both hands and pinned her up against the wall again. She quickly raised her legs and wrapped them around my waist and with her propped against the wall I slowly began to move in and out of her.
Kate was for the most part quitequiet, more so then other women I had taken to bed who seemed to make a noise at every small movement I made. Instead through she had the most glorious facial expressions, her features screwing up and changing as I moved in and out of her. Whenever I bottomed out inside of her, she would let out a small gasp and then whimper.
This continued for a few more minutes before Kate's legs tightened around me squeezing like a vice.
"Please Master! I have to cum!" She said.
I grinned and held still for a moment my cock deep inside her, she clenched down on me as if desperate to make sure I didn't go anywhere.
"You cum when I say so, not before." I said.
Kate whimpered and swung her head side to side the wet hair on her head going everywhere obscuring her face slightly.
"Please Master! This is torture!" She said.
"Not yet." I breathed and I continued to move in and out of her. Kate was locked onto me her arms and legs both wrapped tightly around me. I was near my limit though, but the look on her face as the chip in her head held back the orgasm that was right on the brink was enticing.
"Now." I said. Kate opened her mouth and screamed, she clamped down on me and I came. The two of us slid down the side of the wall to the floor of the shower neither really able to stand at this point and neither one of us willing to try.
We were on the floor for only a moment before there was furious pounding on the bathroom door.
"MARCUS WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO!" shouted Beth.
She hit the door again and the poor thing rattled in its frame threatening to fall inwards.
"I'm fine Beth." Said Kate just loud enough to be heard over the water and through the door.
We could hear Beth muttering something and with one last resounding crack to the door she stomped away.
Kate leaned down and realizing that the water was starting to run cold I reached up and turned it off. Kate jumped up and taking a towel off of the rack turned to me holding it up.
"I need to dry you off Master." She said.
Standing my legs still a little wobbly I took the towel form her hand.
"I can do that." I said.
Kate opened her mouth to argue and then closed it and stepped away looking as if I had just yelled at her.
"Kate?" I asked.
"Can I do it Master?" She asked.
"Do you want to?"
She nodded and held her hand out for the towel.
Slowly I handed it back and stepped out of the shower. Kate pounced on me with the towel, starting at my head quickly mademaking its way over my body much like the soap had and she quickly had me dry even as she continued to drip on the shower floor.
"You're going to spoil me." I said.
Kate smiled and donehaving finished drying me off, wrapped the towel around my waist. Taking another she quickly toweled herself off.
"Master deserves to be spoiled." She said. To, to me and to herself it seemed.
I nodded, we were going to have to address this soon, she was falling into the persona she had broken out of and escaped from. She hadn't gone to the man who had paid for her but she had still ended up a slave. Sure I could justify it in that I would never do anything to hurt her or anything, but still one word from me and she wasn't in control of her body or even her mind to some extent. That wasn't something that I would wish on anyone.
"I need to sleep, I didn't get much last night." I said. "Why don't you go and get something on and I'll get the stuff for Beth." I said.
"Yes Master." Said Kate and with only the towel around her midriff she went off to my room. Securing my own towel I went out and opening the cupboard with the spare linens, pulled them out and went back to the main room where Beth was on the couch glaring in my direction.
"Put something on!" She said.
"This is my home, you leave or deal with it." I growled. I dropped the linens on the couch next to her.
"I don't know what it is you're doing but that girl needs help. Not some guy fucking her over." Said Beth.
I sighed. "Look believe it or not I'm not particularly happy with this! I don't hate Kate I don't think I could ever do that but I hate this situation! You don't think I feel a little like shit taking advantage of her like this?" I asked.
Beth snorted.
"You didn't see her the first night here, she needed a Master. She managed to break a small portion of her programming and get away from what I can understand in all that" I pointed at the tablet and my notes. "That alone was akin to someone moving Mount Everest with their bare hands! She can't fight it off forever! So if she needs a Master that's what I'll be because at least I know then she has a chance of getting fixed!" I said.
"That's how you justify it?" Said Beth.
"For now." I said.
Beth looked me over and then shaking her head she picked up the blankets. "And I'm going to make sure you don't do anything else to hurt her. You do one thing to hurt her and I'll kill you." She said.
"You've made that point clear. Now anything else or can I get some sleep?" I asked.
"Whatever." She turned away from me and back to the TV that was still on.
Shaking my head I left her and went back to my bedroom. Kate greeted me at the bedroom door in one of my shirts. I stared at her for a moment, it was a ratty old T-shirt that I had had for years and on her it was huge going halfway down her thighs. She wore it better than I ever had though. Kate blushed and did a small pirouette.
"You said to put something on Master, but you don't really have anything that fits me." She said.
"We'll have to fix that." I said my eyes still locked on her.
Kate smiled and motioned to the bed. Taking a step forward I collapsed into it and pulling up the sheets that had been ruffled form earlier I patted the space next to me.
Kate hesitated and looked down at the floor next to me.
"Slave's don't sleep in the bed with the Master." She said.
"This one does, her Master likes holding her." I said, there was no way in hell she was sleeping on the floor whatever the chip was telling her. So I framed it as something I wanted, which it was.
Kate's face brightened and she hopped into the bed with me. Reaching out I drew her close and Kate giggling put her own hands around me. I was sure she was hoping for or at least expecting a repeat of this morning but from that and the small amount of sleep form the night before and our antics in the shower I was wiped out and within moments I was asleep.
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[The Company]
Adams flipped through the pages on her tablet as the elevator slowly moved down the massive skyscraper towards the basement complex below it. To say she was angry was an understatement one. One female employ who had gotten in her way, as heshe read the report she, had already been earmarked for processing.
The elevator came to a halt on the lowest level and she stepped out into the dark lab.
"Jon!" She shouted.
The scientist rolled out from behind a bank of monitors on the other side of the room.
"What?!" he replied.
"What the hell is this!?" Said Adams. She turned the tablet over showing the man the picture of the lost Doll.
"A glitch." Grumbled Jon.
"A glitch? A botched brain resqeuence or rejected plastic surgery is a glitch! This is more than a glitch!" Said Adams.
"How the hell did this get past your quality tests? Were you to busy fucking them not to run the tests?" said Adams.
Jon grumbled and said something under his breath but typed a command into the bank of computers in front of him. The Doll's statistics and diagnostics came up on the monitors.
"She passed all of the tests, with flying colors in some of them. Her personality was only graded at a level 3 resistance! There is no way in hell this could happen. It's not my end!" He said.
"Then who are you trying to blame?" Asked Adams.
"Maybe the delivery was botched, or someone damaged the Doll trying to snatch her. Out competitors have been getting more aggressive lately. You heard how many intrusions those techies upstairs had to fend off?" he said.
"We've had hacks before, none of them even go close to the Dolls. Hell the Mafia tried to actually break in here and they never got past the elevators." Said Adams. "It's not physical security or a hack. You messed up." Said Adams.
"Well great it's my fault want to fire me?" Said Jon annoyed.
"No you need to fix this." Said Adams.
Jon typed a few more commands into his computer and brought up the more detailed information on the Doll. In the corner a small warning was flagged.
"What's that?" Asked Adams seeing it at the same time he did.
"A search flag, we get them in every 100 dolls or so. Belial had them flagged-"Jon paused and winced he had brought the guy's name up again. Adams frowned at the mention of the name but otherwise remained still.
"Why did that asshole have her flagged? He'd already disappeared a year before we brought her in." Said Adams.
"Automatic, the Doll had a specific genetic sequence he was looking for. Some experiment he was planning to do I think judging by the names he gave the other flags. Funny I thought I we had his credentials scrubbed from the system." Said Jon.
"Call the techies to take a look at it again, I want to make sure there is nothing left from him in our systems. But save that flag, and terminate any dolls that have it." Said Adams.
"Terminate?" said Jon. "Little extreme, we don't know what it even means. For all we know Belials flag for the type of doll he wanted." Said Jon.
"I don't care. The last thing we need is more information going out. As soon as you locate the doll contact me and we'll have it taken care of." Said Adams.
"Alright, alright. Can I bring in one for more extensive testing if it has the flag?" he asked.
