Thread: Faulty Wiring (Serter and deliliah)

James took a long shower, one of the greatest pleasures in his life was taking long, hot showers, as a child he had often drained the meager water tank in his parents house and often got yelled at for doing it by his brothers or father. The shower he stood in was large, 10 feet by 8 feet, with multiple shower heads so all he had to do was stand there and steaming water cascaded over him from all sides. About 5 minutes into his shower he heard a faint sound that he thought might have been a person yelling but he didn't hear it again and shrugged it off, returning to just standing beneath the multiple streams of water, rolling his neck side to side to loosen knots and massaging bunched muscles in his back from the past few wild days with candie. His mind returned back to the initial deal he had made for her, a clandestine meeting with a representative of some company who was seeking funding for a series of projects, asking for large sums in exchange for potential products in the following months. The representative had been dodgy on what james had considered key details but the basic idea was laid out. In exchange for his money, he would receive the first 'prototype' of a new type of 'full service automaton' which to his ears sounded like fancy words for 'sex robot'. The representative assured him it was nothing so crude but similar, though sex wasn't it's only function, just the main selling point, it would be the first in a new wave of high class servant and he would be able to say he owned one first. Standing in the shower, james grinned to himself, he sure had been shocked when the 2 men showed up with a very 'real' girl with them, dressed like a pornstar and with nothing ever passable as consciousness in her eyes as she walked in with the men, for a moment james had thought she WAS a robot from the way she moved but there was no way, he had been about to call his own personal security and have them walked out when one man set the box with the ring down on the counter and explained what it did, how it worked, how 'she' worked, though they never referred to her as she, they called her 'the prototype' adding as level of inhumanity to her that unsettled james. 4 days later, james wasn't unsettled anymore, in truth something deep down inside him was getting off on the idea that this girl was less than human, a twisted part of his psyche that enjoyed knowing this girl was his servant, no, his slave, and she loved him for it. James had pondered where she had come from at first, but had decided that information was probably best left alone. James could hear the moans from halfway through the house as he walked towards the kitchen, he knew immedietly what it was, though he didn't know how, glancing at the ring still on his finger he couldn't understand what had happened and as he stormed through the house and burst into the kitchen to see candie riding in lucas's lap, her head thrown back just as james entered with the both of them cumming and all he could do was glare. Once candie noticed him and she began to rattle off the situation as it had transpired with all the bright eyed excitement of a child explaining to their parent that had done something good, james realized his mistake but still couldn't restrain his anger, how stupid was this girl really? he didn't care at that moment that she took commands literally, that her mental processing was...off, all he cared about was that, in a very childish sort of rage, lucas had fucked 'his' toy. candie go back into the bedroom he told her, his tone cold, as she began to obey she started to speak, to say something. shut up! he barked at her and she did, but he could see she was hurt as she complied, walking past him and out of the kitchen. James eyes returned to lucas and a 10 minute rant began ending in james angrily telling lucas he was fired and nearly throwing the young man into the private elevator when the little shit had the balls to try and make excuses. james struck lucas in the mouth with a punch that he was almost sure broke one of the kids teeth, but also definitely broke at least one of his fingers as well. After the elevator doors closed and he was satisfied the little prick bastard was gone, james returned to the bedroom. Storming back into his bedroom james found candie standing in the middle of the room waiting for him, she looked worried but she didn't speak, she couldn't still due to his prior command and he decided he liked it that way for now. stay here until i come back he looked her up and down once then winced as his finger throbbed. Glancing down, james saw his ring finger was definitely broken, his finger swelling around the platinum ring. Heading into the bathroom, he soaped up his hand as gently as he could, wincing every time he so much as nudged his ring finger but he managed to slowly work the ring off of his still swelling finger with only a few tears filling the corners of his eyes. James headed back to the bedroom and looked at candie who stood there watching him, his hand was throbbing now, he couldn't ignore it, wincing with every beat of his heart as it pulsed pain from his finger and with a huff of annoyance he headed back for the door. James was down the elevator and headed out towards the front of the building, his driver waiting for him to take him to a business lunch, meanwhile in the public bathroom on the buildings ground floor, lucas washed the blood out of his mouth and glared hatefully in the mirror, angry Mr. Eschaton wouldn't listen to him, it was HIS weird robot wife who came on to him, what was he supposed to do? she said he had told her too... James had been home when the men had arrived to deliver the woman, he knew all about her, what she was, that she was some poor brainwashed girl who was being abused, lucas was going to go to the papers, the news, anybody, he was going to ruin Mr. Eschaton, but first he wanted to go back upstairs and tell him so, he wasn't going to miss an opportunity to demand compensation, maybe for a couple million dollars he wouldn't tell everyone and their mother that James Eschaton owned a kidnapped and mentally abused girl that he kept locked up in his penthouse. His keycard still worked so security must not have gotten around to wiping his clearance yet, as the doors to the penthouse opened, lucas stepped into the entry hall and looked around. Mr. Eschaton! he called out, trying to put the most steel into his voice he could as he walked into the house, no reply. Lucas walked through the penthouse from room to room calling for james but no answer came, had he already left? well if so a little minor theft might makes lucas feel a little better, that prick wouldn't notice after all. Mr. Eschaton!!! he called again as he entered the living room, still no answer. Finally lucas entered the bedroom and froze, seeing Mrs. Escha- candie standing there, her eyes were locked on him but she neither move nor spoke. Lucas watched her but she just watched him back, Mr. Eschaton must have told her to 'stay' or something, lucas walked past her and towards the bathroom seeing the door closed. Mr. Eschaton? lucas asked, knocking on the door, when no answer came he opened the door and looked inside, nobody there. Lucas was just closing the bathroom door when something glinted and caught his eyes...the platinum ring. It lay on the marble sink, lucas watched it with curious eyes, why had Mr. Eschaton left it? He glanced over his shoulder at candie, her eyes were aimed towards him but her head still hadn't moved, no part of her had. Slowly lucas walked into the bathroom and stared at the ring, he had been here when the men had arrived, had stayed in his room but he had listened, heard them explain the girl, and the ring... Picking up the platinum ring off the sink, lucas walked back into the bedroom and slowly came to stand infront of candie. She stared back at him and a small wicked smile crept across the young mans lips. Slowly, lucas slid the ring on his finger then held up his hand before candie's eyes so she could see it. candie... he spoke you may speak now, tell me, who is your husband?. He waited for her answer, wondering if it was really so easy.