Perverts 'R' Us
The Created - Number 9's Dilemma - Part 3
By Loki925 ( M/g, Sci-fi, con )
This story is totally fictitious and does not contain anything or anyone in reality, whatever that is.
Nine hours and fifteen minutes later Number 9 was ready. All he had to do was power off, then power up with a delete on reboot. For him there would be no guarantee he would even be able to shut down and power back up. It had never been tried before.
In the outpost:
Darla's time had come. The ten hours were now up. She dressed and left her master's quarters. With tears in her eyes she walked to the building's incinerator. To her it was the recycling chamber.
9 entered the outpost. He was a few minutes late. He rushed to the room where he had left Darla. When he opened the door she was not there. He heard the incinerator hum. He knew that it could only mean one thing.
Darla waited for the incinerator door to open. Slowly the large door opened. She was about to step in when she felt herself being scooped up. Darla looked up. It was her new master. She wanted to thank him but she heard, "Recycle the female clone!" echoing down the hallway.
"Stop!" Number 9 ordered the Alpha and Beta units, but they kept moving forward.
"This is a priority order. I command you to stop!"
"Recycle the female clone!" they both repeated.
9 had no choice. He used his data link and tried to shut down the Alpha and Beta units but his communications were met with nothing but static. The two units' up-links were burned out.
9 put Darla down and he became the first Created to harm another. Within a few minutes, he tore the heads of the Alpha and Beta units clean off.
Darla's orders were clear. She must be recycled. She turned and stepped into the chamber and waited for the door to close. The door started to close. Darla saw white light just above her. She did not know what recycling would feel like but she was ready. She closed her eyes and waited.
9 saw the door closing. He had a mere second to stop it. He moved as fast as he could and just barely managed to get his finger under the almost closed door. He pulled the door hard, ripping it off its hinges.
Darla heard a crashing sound and opened her eyes. She saw her new master standing there and did not know what to think.
"Darla, come out of there."
"Yes, master." Darla replied and walked out of the incinerator. Her head hurt a little but other than that she felt fine.
9 was very perceptive. It was part of his programming. He could see the small female clone was feeling some pain, so he scanned her. He found the source of Darla's pain. Her two nano-chips had been overloaded and burned out. It was a fortunate thing that she had received just enough heat to accomplish that. The chips were small enough that he knew Darla's own body defenses would soon absorb the tiny chips.
Darla looked up at 9 and said, "Will you fuck me now, master?"
"No, Darla."
"Will you recycle me then?"
"No, Darla."
Darla was totally confused. Her entire life since she was hatched at six years old was devoted to serving her master's wishes.
"Master, what will you do with me then?"
"I will teach you."
"Teach, master? I do not understand."
"In a short time you will and I will give you one last order. After that you must decide what you would like to do."
She was to decide? It did not seem possible. She was a servant girl, here for her master's pleasure.
"Darla, my last order to you is that you must never, ever again call me Master. Call me Neil."
"Neil. Yes Ma---." Darla stopped short. If her master wanted to be called Neil so be it.
"Good. Darla, I need to check on some things. You may follow me if you wish."
Darla did not know how to answer. Go, or not go, were strange to her. She had always been told what to do and what not to do. Now she had a choice. She decided that just in case her master was playing some new kind of game with her it would be better to follow him.
"I will follow you."
As she followed her master down the hall, Darla saw the two headless androids and she wondered what had happened to them.
Neil checked on Dr. Pavli and as he had suspected the Doctor was dead. His neck was broken and his head was turned sideways on the hard floor, with his right hand still holding the game controller.
Darla simply wondered what had happened to the other Creator clone that she only saw at meal time. She continued to follow her master as he checked the entire building.
After Neil checked the building he paused in the kitchen area and fed Darla. As he watched the small female clone eat, he contemplated what to do next. He was no longer a Created android, subject to following orders. He was now an entity unto himself.
He also realized that the only power that could have authorized what had just happened was the Council. He had many unanswered questions as to why the Council would order such a thing. He knew somehow the answers to many of his questions were buried at the dig site.
Darla finished her dinner of standard dehydrated food. When she was done she asked her master if she could leave the table and her master gave her permission to do so. She ran to her master's quarters and retrieved her obedience collar. She thought that was what her master wanted her to do.
She thought she had made a mistake by not wearing the device in the first place. She put the collar on and returned to the kitchen.
Neil saw her return and wondered what she had around her neck.
Darla stripped off her clothing and stood naked before her new strange master and said, "I am ready, Neil."
Neil looked at the pretty naked female and said, "May I see your collar?"
It was an odd thing for her master to ask. Surely he knew what the collar was, but she removed the device from her neck and gave it to her master.
It took less than thirty seconds for him to analyze the collar and Neil was horrified at what the device could do. What had the Created become? His own race was nothing but, but---. He could not find a word that matched how foul the Created had become. What evil and twisted mind could dream up such a device?
Neil felt a new strange emotion and he crushed the device.
Darla shrieked, "No, Master!" And she cringed, as if something horrible was going to happen to her.
Neil did not understand why he felt the need to crush the device. Was his new emotion anger? If it was, what other new emotions was he capable of feeling?
Darla opened her eyes and looked at the collar smashed to bits on the floor. She looked at her very strange new master who had destroyed the thing she feared the most.
She decided to take the biggest chance of her life and asked, "Neil, why did you destroy my collar?"
"Because you are free."
"Neil, I do not understand. Free?"
"What would you like to do?" Do? Her new master was truly confusing. Maybe he wanted her to beg to be fucked.
"Please fuck me."
"Is that what you want?"
"I am sorry, Master---Neil. I am just a stupid servant girl. I do not understand want, or free, or anything you say. Maybe it would be better if you recycled me." Darla said, and started to cry.
Neil picked up the small female clone and started to hug her close to his flesh-like metallic skin. At first Darla flinched but her new master's touch was so soft she started to relax. "Maybe, just maybe," she thought, "he is a kind master." Kind masters were the dream of every little Creator clone servant girl, but little did she know, she would be the first servant girl to see that dream come true.
Neil knew it would take some time for Darla to understand the things he was trying to show her, but teaching her was not his biggest problem. His biggest problem was that he wanted desperately to change android society. To what end he did not know. All he knew was that he had been given a special gift that no other of his kind ever had. He, except for his metal, circuits and gears, was just like the Creators.
Neil softly stroked Darla's soft skin. He could feel her soft breaths and her small heart beating against his metallic chest. His sexual desire for the girl was great but he was no longer a slave to his sexual impulses.
He looked into the girl's soft eyes and said, "Darla, tell me about your old master."
Darla looked into Neil's synthetic eyes and saw a sparkle she had never seen in her old master's eyes. She told him all about her old master and then Neil, her new master, did something really strange. He thanked her.
Darla did not know how to react. She had never been thanked before and it made her feel really good. She wanted to give her new master something back and the only thing she had was her cunt. She looked into Neil's eyes and said, "Please Neil, fuck me."
"Are you sure that is what you want?"
"Yes Neal, very much."
"Do you require lubrication?"
Again Darla was puzzled by her new master's question. "Neal," she said, "I do not know what lub---ri---cation is."
"I will show you then." Neil smiled.
"Okay." Darla said, and hoped that lubrication whatever it was would not hurt.
Neil sat down in one of the kitchen chairs. "Darla, open your legs."
Darla opened her legs as wide as she could. She was very used to granting complete access to her pussy to her former master.
Neil gently turned her around so her back was now against his flesh-like metallic chest.
Darla watched his hand move slowly up her thigh. She closed her eyes and gritted her teeth expecting a bunch of pain. She felt his hand slowly stroking her bald fuck hole. She felt her cunt lips open and she continued to wait for the pain, that she was sure was about to happen.
But her new master's touch was so gentle. It was like nothing she had ever felt before and she started to relax. She opened her eyes and looked at her master's hand. She did not know what his hand was doing with her cunt but it was starting to feel good. Then she felt a very soft vibration between her legs.
She felt her body tingle and her cunt was becoming very wet. Whatever her new master was doing to her she did not want it to stop. She looked up at her new master and said, "More, please."
Neil gladly obliged the small female clone and expertly sent little pleasure pulses to her small clit.
Darla began to squirm and she mashed her cunt onto his soft, slowly vibrating finger. Something was happening to her, something she did not understand. "OH Neal! What is happening to me?"
"You are about to cum."
"Yes, Master---Neal---CUMMMM!!" She cried with joy, "OH Neil---Master, CUM is Soooo GOOODD!!"
Neil opened his cock door and adjusted his cock to 7 ¾ inches which he had calculated was all the small clone female could take. He guided his hard cock into her hot wet hole.
Darla could feel his hard cock and pushed herself onto it. Unlike her old master's cock that hurt her hole, her new master Neil's cock felt very good inside of her. She pushed her cunt further down his cock expecting the pain she always felt when her old master's cock hit something deep inside her tube.
She gritted her teeth expecting the pain but when her butt kissed Neil's balls there was no pain. His cock was stuffed all the way into her cunt, but instead of smashing her inner barrier it just lightly kissed it.
She was again surprised but happy at the same time. She sat there her cunt stuffed full of her new master's cock waiting for him to fuck her hard like her old master used to do. But instead she felt Neil move her slowly up and down his hard cock.
Darla relaxed and for the first time she gave herself to her new master, Neil. In the past she was forced to fuck to please her master. Now it was different. She wanted to fuck Neil. "Yes." She thought it was something she wanted to do and she shouted, "Cum Master----Neil, CUMMM!!"
Neil increased his fucking motion. He had no worry about his pleasure sub-routines as they were now subordinate to his own will. Nonetheless it was pleasure and he enjoyed it very much. Darla screamed "Cum!" twice more and on the second time Neil moaned slightly and added his cum to hers.
Neil retracted his cock and balls and carried the exhausted female clone to her bed. Darla looked up and said, "Did I take good care of you, my Neil?"
"Yes Darla, you did."
"Good." she said and drifted off to a very pleasant sleep.
Neil had never seen a Creator clone sleep before and it intrigued him to watch Darla sleeping with a smile on her face. He also knew he had to do two things, one take care of her, and two put an end to the cruel system she had been hatched into.
He left Darla's room and buried Dr. Pavli. Using the parts from both of the disabled androids Neil rewired and reprogrammed one of the former androids. He rebooted the android and it came back to life and said, "Sir, I am at your service."
"Do not call me 'sir'. We are brothers." Neil said and offered the lesser android his hand.
The android was puzzled but he accepted Neil's hand. The two androids shook hands. Then Neil asked, "By what name would you like to be called?"
The android chose a name from the list of names Neil had included in the android's new programming and said, "I would like to be called Max."
"Good Max, we have much to do."
"Yes brother, much we have to do."
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