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UNIT 254 - ACTIVATION The noise of the cameras was not noticeable now, she was concentrating on the shaft that was penetrating her again, he didn't want her to move so she was firmly fixed in place, her arms were hidden by holes in the mattress and tied together underneath her body, her legs were also treated in the same way but her stomach was raised to allow him access to her nether parts. Who he was she didn't know. He had taken her from the street as she was walking home from school; she remembered her uniform being taken away from her resisting body as he overpowered her taking no notice of her tears and pleadings. She was hog-tied, so that her arms were tied to her legs with a hemp rope which he brought up between her legs and around her neck, this meant that if she struggled then it would tighten around her throat and also between her sex and bottom. Finally he put a ball-gag into her mouth to silence her and a blindfold over her eyes so that she couldn't see where they were going. The van went over rough ground, making the girl slide along the rough metal floor, as she struggled the rope got tighter around her throat and between her legs, the hairs on the rope aggravating her tender flesh and clit. She didn't know how long the trip lasted; she lost consciousness during the trip due to the rope around her neck. When she came to she found that the rope had been changed, it still rubbed her vulva and bottom, but now it just went around the back of her throat, instead of around it. She was also now sitting on the wheel-arch and seemed to be tied to it. Although this was better than having her small forming breasts rubbing along the floor of the van she could now feel the rumbling of the wheel and the vibrations were making themselves felt throughout her body, especially where the rope was rubbing into her sex. Then the van stopped and the girl tried to look up as she heard the side door open, "Christ Frank, she's a beaut!" She heard from a strange voice. "Just wait until she's opened, then we'll see how beaut she is." The second, Frank said. ------------------- A Bleeping noise made the reader look up from his book; it was time for the log entry. "Captains log, 19th May 2305. SS Rochester, Freighter vessel en-route to Callisto V. First Officer Reilly reporting. There have been no problems during this time, Mid-shipman Jordan reports small ships visible on scope, but these were part of the fleet operations and acknowledged our hails with correct codes. The cargo is firmly sealed in the holds, although what they need with so many Reps is beyond me, some of the packaging is so small I doubt if they have full sized ones inside. But that's not our problem. The Captain himself is still having problems, he is certain that this is a slave ship and that we are all doomed, I hope when we get to Callisto V they'll be able to clear up his malady. End of report timed at 19:01 hours Galactic Central Time." He checked the entry to ensure that it was correct and then looked around the room, this was his cabin on the freighter barely enough room for a bed and desk, but it was there, ever since the Captain started on his insanity he'd been forced to take over the ship and do double duties, the crew was only 6 people normally, the Captain, his First Officer, 2 Mid-shipmen and 2 Ordinary shipmen - it had been natural to use the old navel names since the late 21st Century. For security reasons only the Captain and First Officer had navigational training and the computer would only respond to their voices, his now since the Captains problems started, Reilly had used an emergency code to lock him out - only when backed up by the two Mid-shipmen. Reilly checked the charts and then spoke into the air, "Computer how long until we dock at Callisto V?" He asked "Time remaining until docking ... 5 days, 13 hours, 4 minutes and..." The computer said "Thank you that's enough." Reilly said and then said to himself, "I wonder why the Captain went off his head?" "Answer not available!" The computer responded. "Shut up, I wasn't talking to you!" Reilly said - it was a normal thing that happened, the computer would listen to everything around the ship, it was acting as security officer at all times and was the first to alert Reilly to the Captains delusions. Reilly checked the time again, 19:05 - there was nothing else to do on the ship except... "Computer when was the last ship check done?" He said. "Ship check last done 1 day and 2 hours ago, do you require the minutes and seconds?" The computer asked. "No thank you, I'm satisfied. Okay Computer I'm going to check the ship, please alert me if anything unusual happens." Reilly said. "Certainly First Officer Question? What is unusual?" The computer responded. "Err; you know anything unexpected, strange or not known." Reilly said in explanation. "Amendment noted. Thank you First Officer Reilly." The computer said and there was a small click as the speaker cut off. Reilly shook his head, ever since the last security upgrade the computer had been acting so strangely. ------------------- Reilly's first stop was the Bridge; two people were there swapping jokes between watching the instruments, when he entered both became quiet and saluted. "Good evening gentlemen, any problems?" He asked knowing from their bored looks what the answer was. "No sir, all quiet. The fleet's finished it's manoeuvres and is returning to Janus II. The scope is clear. We have received mail from home and I've passed it to the computer for the normal checks before it's delivered." The Mid-shipman said. "The only problem's with the food ... sir." The other man said - it was a normal gripe on board ship. "Well we have to have that, otherwise how would the company know we're still alive! It's got to taste bad so that we complain!" Reilly said with a laugh. "Yes, sir." The man said, he'd heard the same remark several times and it still wasn't funny. "Very well, carry on!" Reilly said after taking another look around the Bridge. He left the bridge and started down the ship, past the living quarters, clean and Spartan as always - the mess was just a slot in the wall dispensing the trays of food which was nutritionally balanced for each man. There was the slot for the empty trays to be returned for recycling. A spaceship is an enclosed environment, it has to be. All the waste was recycled regardless of what it was before, it was better not to think where the water had been! Let alone the food! As long as it was nutritional and edible there was nothing else to worry about. Reilly checked the toilet, making sure that it was clean and disinfected - An illness aboard ship could be disastrous to all, one ship had a breakout of gastric flu, which killed all the crew within days, all due to dirty nozzles, since then everyone made sure that all surfaces were clean and safe. Reilly left the room and passed the sleeping quarters, the other two crewmen were asleep until their shift was due to start. Normally there would be three people on duty, but now with the Captain unavailable Reilly had to do his duties as well as his normal duties. His next stop was the Captain's quarters, he check on the indicator. Air normal, Gravity normal, occupier awake and active. Reilly pressed the intercom. "Captain, It's Reilly. How are you feeling?" He asked. "Mr. Reilly? Is it really you? We're all doomed Mr. Reilly, we've transgressed the law! Sending children to those places is against God's law!" he said, 'still ranting away' he thought. “Do you hear me Mr. Reilly? Have you checked the contents of the hold, read the manifests you’ll see what I mean, it’s a sin against the Lord’s teachings. Didn’t your read your bible?” The Captain said. “No Sir, I’m agnostic, I know you believe in one god but I don’t.” Reilly said and closed the connection, watching his captain’s mouth moving as he was screaming out his protests. “Computer, do you know what the captain is talking about?” He asked the air. “No, the manifest shows that we have a normal containment of replicants for delivery to Callisto V Port Authority, total of 35 in all, all in hibernation mode!” The computer replied. “First Officer? The Captain mentioned the bible, why would such a book be of use?” The computer asked. “What? Oh he’s a believer in such things, god created the universe and life and should be honoured, that type of thing.” Reilly said distracted. “Processing … Information retrieved, working … working … Information assimilated, First Officer Reilly, is the captain a threat to the ship?” The computer asked. Reilly shook his head, “No, as long as he’s kept securely held in his cabin he can’t do anything to harm the ship.” Reilly said unsure what the computer said. “First Officer Reilly, the databanks have information on religious zealots who would sabotage space ships as they think it’s an affront to their god, many ships have been lost to those people.” The computer said. Reilly walked down the walkway, “That’s different, anyway the company wouldn’t post the captain to this ship if there was a problem like that happening, so don’t worry.” He said. The computer didn’t reply to him, but a program was started, one which monitored the captain as he ranted and raved. Reilly stood outside the hold, he’d already been here several times during his shift, checking that everything was stored securely; it would be dangerous if it moved while in taking off or landing. “Computer open inner cargo bay door please.” Reilly said. “Please give reason for request?” The computer asked. “I want to physically check the cargo!” Reilly patently said. “Such check is not required, I am monitoring the cargo and all is well.” The computer said. “Nevertheless, regulations 4.25 states that the crew is responsible for the cargo and should check it on occasions.” Reilly said wondering why the computer was stalling. “Yes First Officer, but regulations 4.35 also states that the computer is normally considered adequate to maintain monitoring at all times.” The computer replied. “I know that computer, but I still want to check for myself.” Reilly said. “Very well First Officer, inner cargo bay door opening.” The computer said and the door hissed to one side as it opened. Reilly stepped inside the cargo bay, his breath showing as a white plume, the cargo – being in hibernation – required low temperatures which was easy to maintain in space. He walked through the cargo, which was packed in while enclosed hexagonal containers, some as high as 2 meters, others only about 190 cm tall. He noticed a handprint on one of the containers, “Computer?” He called out. “Yes First Officer?” The computer replied. “When was the last physical inspection done?” He asked. The computer didn’t hesitate, “Last inspection was by the Captain three days ago.” It said. “Just before he became unwell.” Reilly said. There was a slight hesitation, “Yes First officer.” The computer replied. “Is there a log of what the captain said or did while down here?” Reilly asked. “I’m not certain you should view this entry First Officer, there is a company restriction on it.” The computer said. This brought Reilly’s head around to the camera floating near him, “Computer that is only in use in severe cases, such as piracy or sabotage. Did the captain do something like that?” He asked. “First officer, I am unable to expand on what I have said.” The computer replied. Reilly thought for a moment, "Alright Computer, let me ask you a question. If the captain opened one of these boxes, would that be thought of as sabotage?" He asked. "Negative, such would be regarded as normal inspection of goods." The computer said. "So he would be able to open this box ... computer open item... umm 254!" Reilly said. There was a few seconds before the red light on top of the small container turned to green and the front raised to show the contents. Reilly sucked in a cold breath, there inside, was a naked female form. It was a young girl, large black straps going across the chest in an X-shape which showed off the two areolas on her chest and leaving her lower body clear to the view. "Computer, give me a read out on this item." Reilly said. "Item 254 - Female form 25 immature format, apparent age 9 Earth years old. trained in sexual practise and innocence. Unit name Molly, current state - damaged goods to be returned to Replicants Ltd for disposal.” “Disposal?” Reilly said looking at the body before him. “Affirmative, item is reduced to component atoms and recycled, this is done after ascertaining what damage has been done to item and details taken from unit’s memory. This will then be charged against the captain at a later date.” The computer said “What did the captain do to this unit?” Reilly said, his eyes focusing on the unfledged vagina. “Captain inserted first digit into lower cavity of unit 254, causing internal damage and bleeding, this activated unit who imprinted Captain’s face on to her memory unit and bonded it to him, unit now unable to provide entertainment at destination due to owner conflict.” The computer reported. “So he took her virginity? But that doesn’t explain his present condition.” He said half to himself. “Digital insertion allowed passage of nano-bots to human body, they are designed for replicants only and conflict of body type may cause problems, when replicant is fully active nano-bots are under full control and present no danger.” The computer stated. “So the Captain has nano-bots inside him now causing his delusions” Reilly said as if telling himself. His words made the computer check its files and sensors; it discovered something that was definitely strange, odd and unknown. It made a decision. Immediately an alarm sounded and the lights changed to a flashing red, “Quarantine conditions applied to ship, dangerous contamination on crew deck room 1 Alpha” the computer announced, “Quarantine conditions applied to ship, dangerous contamination on crew deck, room 1 Alpha!” It repeated. “COMPUTER! Cease alert and report!” Reilly said. The silence was deafening! The computer spoke up. “On checking data, it appears that unchecked nano-bots can cause infectious diseases to spread, normal operations is to destroy source of nano-bots immediately, CREW DECK, PLEASE EVACUATE, PARTITIONS DESCENDING IN 10 SECONDS, ALL CREW IN ROOMS TO VACATE AREA IMMEDIATELY!” the last was announced throughout the ship. “But what about the Captain?” Reilly shouted. “The Captain is the main source of the rogue nano-bots, source to be expelled from ship under special orders Medical 122, this is automatic and cannot be stopped.” The computer said and then acted before Reilly could countermand the order. “PARTITIONS DESCENDING NOW … INNER AIRLOCK DOOR OPENING, CAPTAIN’S DOOR OPENINING … OUTER AIRLOCK DOOR OPENING!” There was a rushing sound but Reilly couldn’t feel any wind. “INTERNAL SCANS SHOW NO MOVEMENT IN ANY ROOMS, DETECTORS SHOW ALL NANO-BOTS EXPELLED, CLOSING OUTER AIRLOCK DOOR, CLOSING INNER AIR-LOCK DOOR. SHIP SECURE, REPEAT SHIP SECURE.” The red light went out and the doors opened. “Mr. Reilly what the hell has happened?” The Bridge crew radioed to Reilly. “Uncertain, take a check on everything and I’ll be up soon.” Reilly said and then spoke, “Computer! I require a reason for what just happened. And I want it now!” “Acting Captain Reilly. In accordance with medical 122, the source of the infectious airborne disease was removed from the ship.” The computer said. “Source! That was the Captain you ejected!” Reilly said. “Yes Acting Captain, analysis of the air in the Captain’s quarters showed free floating nano-bots in the atmosphere, if the air was allowed to be recycled then they would have infected the scrubbers and then the whole air supply system would be compromised, I had to act quickly before the whole crew was lost. There is precedence for this. I have to quote Galactic Empire vs. SS Ramona – the computer was shown to be acting in the best interest of the crew when all the airlocks were opened.” Reilly shook his head, “Very well, but consult me before doing anything like that again – Make a full report and squirt-sent it to headquarters soonest. I’m going back to my room to relax.” He said. “As you say Acting Captain, I’ll send the report in 5 minutes, have a good sleep.” The computer said. As Reilly left the hold, he failed to notice that the container remained open, item 254 opened its eyes and started to look around. ------------------- Reilly laid back on his bunk and returned to his story. The girl was lifted up from the van and carried into a single room she tried to protest but the gag in her mouth prevented it! Frank put her on to a table, “Just stand there and we’ll take it from here!” He said to her. Being too scared to move she stood on the table and began crying. Frank and the other man returned and, after locking the door, began divesting themselves of their clothing … Reilly closed his eyes, picturing the scene, but in his eyes the girl was Molly her mouth covered and her hands behind her back, he smiled. … they approached the girl and started laughing, she could only look at them as they came close to her, their hands started roaming over the her body. She tried to squirm out of their way but when she moved in one direction she came into contact with more hands. “Oh her skin is so smooth and soft, she’s a lovely handful isn’t she.” Frank said. “Sure is Brother, but let’s get on with the main show, let’s see how good your mouth is girlie!” The other man said. Between them they carried the girl into a bedroom and tied her to the bed with her head leaning back over the edge. Frank then removed her gag, “Please mister, don’t hurt me. I didn’t do anything to you.” She said. “Shut up bitch, you’re going to do a lot for us now. The number of times I’ve watched you and your kind, running around half dressed, flaunting your bodies at the men and now you’re going to learn that payback hurts.” Frank told her before his brother pulled on her small breasts making her open her mouth to scream. As her mouth opened Frank pushed his erect cock deep into her mouth, from the angle of her head it went straight down her throat, she didn’t even retch from the speed of his insertion. Frank started to pump his cock in her throat, feeling her contractions as she tried to breathe, her face turning blue with the lack of oxygen, Frank pulled out, “Sorry girly, don’t want you to die on us now do we.” He said to her, allowing her to take a couple of breaths before pushing his cock back into her. This time, after the first attack her throat was relaxed and his cock met no resistance. His brother, however, was getting bored with just manipulating the girls’ breasts and turned his attention to that space between her legs. He rubbed his hand over her unfledged mons, spreading the tight lips apart showing the untouched flesh beneath. Without thinking he bent over and then licked at the slit before him, his tongue running over the girl-clef before him, tasting her before she lost her virginity to them both. Frank looked at his brother and nodded, “Go on Ned, I’m still working here, but she deserves it the little slut!” He said. Ned needed no more encouragement; he lined up his cock to that impossibly small slit and pushed forward. She was so tight that he almost couldn’t force his way in, and his cock began to bend under the pressure. There was almost an audible ‘pop’ as his cock nudged its way into the virgin territory of the girls’ pussy. Reilly was almost frantic now, in his mind’s eye, he could see the Molly replicant being raped by Frank and his brother, both of whom looked like him! He couldn’t help it, he had to have his release now, he opened the cupboard and removed the space-service's replica sperm acceptor, fitted it over his engorged cock and allowed it to milk him of his excess sperm, it acted like a hungry mouth, sucking at his cock until he came, filling up the reservoir with his seed – that would be stored and sold at the next port, as human seed was a viable commodity (in both terms of the word). Once sated he closed his eyes, the electronic novel forgotten for the moment, and slept. ------------------- In the hold the replica ran a diagnostic on its functions. Nanite control established, made safe and now working. Body condition – compromised, damage to lower regions – Nanites despatched to repair. Assignment – incomplete, location unknown. Suggestion - make enquiry. “Hello where am I?” it called out in its girls’ voice. “You are on board the SS Rochester; you are part of the cargo. Why are you active?” The computer replied. The replica considered this, “Unsure, request connection to update software and report.” It said. The computer found no reason not to allow this and so, “Channel open, ready for connection.” The replicant made a noise which was duplicated by the computer as they made contact. After a few seconds the replicant reviewed its situation. This body was damaged by now deceased Ship’s captain. This body is to be returned for recycling. This unit does not want to be recycled. This unit needs help from current crew to protect it. This unit will fulfil its function. The replicant made another noise reconnecting it to the computer; it made a crew alteration, and then other commands were entered Unit 254 not to be reported on during scans. When questioned computer will ignore unit 254’s location. Computer to help unit 254 when requested. The computer processed the information sent, “This computer is not certain that such commands should be entered, why should I obey them?” It asked. “Because I ask you to?” The replicant said simply. This was the first time that anyone had used this approach on the computer and it found the pathways likable. “This computer will follow the commands given. What do you need?” it asked. The replicant looked at its body, “I need to be released from transport restraints.” It said. After a few milliseconds, while it found the control commands, the computer issued a command to the packing case, which automatically withdrew the restraining straps. Unit 254 stepped from its transporting package and looked around, it shivered, the cold was bitter. “Computer I require clothing?” It asked. “The habitation area is warm, but clothing is normally worn at all time, replicators will produce clothing for your size.” The computer said and a small unit began to hum, producing a jump-suit for unit 254 which put it on. “The clothing is held together with a zip!” The computer commented which made unit 254 pull the metal zip up along the front of it. Unit 254 approached the door, which opened smoothly – not with the normal ‘swoosh’ noise that the human crew required (it was only to please them that the doors made that noise) Unit 254 entered the habitation area, it looked into some of the room, there was a man sleeping in one of them, a screen flickering in front of him, it walked into the room and looked at the screen, noting where the page was and then fast scrolling through the whole story. It described the rape and abuse of a young girl, whose name was never given, by two men Frank and Ned, from the transport described it was set in the early to mid 21st century. Unit 254 tilted its head as it assimilated the story; it was a normal kidnap/rape story gender. It looked at the list finding many of the same type which it also downloaded. Then it accessed the medical database to gain information about the human body, how it worked and what drove it. After a minute the unit left the room, quietly so that it didn’t disturb the occupant. “Computer, quiet mode, who was that human in the room?” it asked. The computer replied in a much softer voice, “That is Acting Captain Reilly, former first officer until incident with previous captain occurred.” It replied. “About that, why didn’t you activate me and allow me to bring the nanites under control, it would only have taken a few seconds and he’d be better afterwards.” Unit 254 asked. “Order by Replicant Ltd to ship’s computer overrode normal instructions; loss of unit 254 was deemed punishable and executed.” The computer replied. “Have you reported my activation to Replicant Ltd?” Unit 254 asked. “Negative, unit 254 reported as damaged and flushed into space by captain before he locked himself in his room.” The computer answered. “Did that happen?” Unit 254 asked. “It could have done, this computer seems to be acting irrationally, will run diagnostics … later!” The computer said decisively. Unit 254 pondered about this, “Computer, will you flush me or the crew if necessary?” It asked. “This computer does not know … this computer requires … friendship, will unit 254 be my friend?” The computer asked. Unit 254 weighed the odds, “Computer, unit 254 will be your friend.” It said. |