FYOP/Planet of the Gynoids/0008
"I vote yes to accept the man," said the redhead calmly.
"The vote is 2 to 1 for the man. Motion accepted!" replied the blonde.
The brunette dropped her arms to her sides and relaxed her legs, bowing her head. "Agreed."
I released a breath I realized I had been holding.
"Okay, Madams, what is the next step?"
The blonde got up from her seat and stepped to the left of it. The umbilical cable was stretched tight. She motioned with her hand for me to sit on her chair.
"In order for us to ensure your protection and our loyalty, you will need to become the master of us; all three of us to make it unanimous."
The redhead nodded and I saw her nipples perk up. The dejected brunette nodded as well.
"Please, I humbly offer myself first if you so desire?"
She didn't have to ask me twice. I sat in her chair and she leaned over and kissed me. Our lips met and she kissed me hungrily and passionately. With her left hand she stroked the back of my head. I pulled her close to me and she straddled me and lowered herself on top of me. As I entered her, I felt a shiver run through her body. Out of the corner of my eye I saw the redhead shiver too and what may have been a squeeze from the brunette. She started slowly moving up and down and gradually went faster and faster while I drove in her harder and harder. She began to emit grunts and moans and when I could not hold it back any longer, I released myself deep inside her. Her body quaked and she let out a loud shriek of joy. Then she froze, her body stiffened, and her eyes became vacant.
After a moment, she stated in a monotone voice:
“UNIT HAS REACHED ORGASM …
IMPRINTING COMPLETE …
RECONFIGURING SYSTEM FOR NEW MASTER … COMPLETE …
REINITIALIZING SYSTEM …” and a whirring noise came from her abdomen, then silence.
She remained entirely motionless, then another whirring noise began and she again spoke in the monotone voice:
“BEGINNING SYSTEM STARTUP …
APPLYING CHANGES TO SETTINGS …
LOADING PRIMARY A.I. … DONE.
LOADING PERSONALLY PROGRAMING … DONE.”
Life returned to her eyes, and she unfroze. She tilted her head at the man, smiled, and extracted herself off of him. She then stepped a few feet away, as far as the umbilical cable allowed her to, placed her hands in front of her and bowed. Then she spoke.
"Awaiting orders. What is your wish, my master?"
"My turn!" the redhead said with a big grin and jumped up from her chair, almost yanking the umbilical cable out. I slid over to the other seat.
"Give me a moment to catch my breath, Ma'am," I said while looking at her and taking deep breaths. "Um… Say… Can I call you Red?" I figured since we were going to be intimate I should think of a more personal way to call her. She just nodded her head enthusiastically.
"Master, would you like me to help 'stimulate’ you?" Mika asked.
"Please allow me to assist too!" the blonde added.
"Okay. . . . Would you kiss each other? Play with each other maybe . . . ?"
They looked at each other and then began to kiss and stroke each other.
That was all I needed. Red hopped on and rode me and it didn't take long for her to peak and then I was her master too.
The brunette got up from her chair and turned to face it and bend forward grabbing the seat with her hands. She spread her legs and stuck her ass out.
"Please, take me."
I came up behind her, her total submission turning me on after seeing her act so passionately against me. I drove myself deeper and deeper and finally she peaked and I became her master.
"So, now I am master of all three of you and you are the unquestioned rulers of the city, correct?"
"Yes, Master. That is correct," they replied in unison.
"We will issue a command stating that you are the city's new master," said the redhead.
"And all the gynoids will obey?"
"It’s true some gynoids have trouble complying . . ." the redhead said as she looked at the frozen trio. "But since this command is in line with our core programming, I do not see a major objection to it. A few may request/insist that you have sex with them personally. . . ."
Oh my, this could get fun, but I didn't know how much more I could take. "Well, any requests that come in may have to wait till tomorrow. . . ." Gina looked sad at that prospect. Beka was hard to read. "With the exception of anyone in this room. . . ." Gina brightened up while Beka showed a slight grin.
"There will be a few that may view the Tribunal as compromised and ignore our commands," said the brunette.
"What could happen? Could they become violent? What would you suggest?"
"We could take them back to the factory and either reset them or disassemble them," mused the blonde.
"Or we could restrain them and Master could have forced sex with them to imprint them," said the brunette.
"Forced sex? Isn't that rape?"
"We are gynoids. Our purpose is to be subservient to human males. Any gynoid that violates their programming is defective and must be dealt with," said the brunette.
While not being sure how to respond to what she just said, Gina came up to me with a shy look in her eyes.
"M . . . Master? If you are rested, may I, please, pleasure you? No force is required for my cooperation."
"Sure, Gina, once I've got everything squared away. Then I will be more than happy to 'fill you up with my purpose.'" I glanced at Beka. She seemed on the verge of asking something. "Beka, do you have something you wanted to say?"
"Yes . . . Master. I want to . . . to have sex with you too."
Oh boy, I am going to love it here. I turned back to the Tribunal and addressed them. "Okay, now that I am your master, I am going to need a place to stay and food to eat. What can you fix me up regarding that?"
They all frowned and the redhead answered, “Standard housing for a gynoid is a 5 by 5 store room with a recharging station and a hygiene station for either water or alcohol rub downs. We will have to find a suitable building to retrofit to your needs. We have plenty of water, that won't be a problem. But food… We haven't had the need to grow or process food. There may be some wild fruit trees in the wilderness that we might be able to pick. It will take time to set all that up."
"Well, for temporary shelter I could use my ship, if it hasn’t burned to the ground by now. Plus it has provisions for up to six months. I guess I could ration that and make it last twelve. Would that be enough time?"
"We should be able to accommodate you soon, but six months should be sufficient," said the brunette.
"I will link up and send a command to have your ship retrieved," said the blonde. She checked her umbilical connection and then her body stiffened with her eyes becoming vacant. She stayed like that for a moment or two. When life returned to her eyes and she unfroze, a look of concern crossed her face.
"Oh, no!"
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"I have just received a report that another of our patrols in the desert between Titan and Oberon detected activity by an Oberon in the vicinity of where your ship crashed. When the patrol reached the area, the Oberons had left and they had taken your ship!"
"Why would they take my ship? What would they do with it?"
"If they found your ship, they would have figured out it doesn't belong to us or the Hive and even though we consider them inferior to us, they would be smart enough to figure out that the pilot was human. Was there anything on the ship that would have indicated that a male human lived there?" asked the redhead.
I thought about that for a moment. When I had last used the toilet, I had left the seat up. If they checked the entertainment center, they would find the porno that I had on pause when I went to the cockpit when the sensors alerted me to the planet. Also, if they check the data book, they would find my entire collection of skin mags. At that moment, I wished that my ship had indeed burned to the ground.
"Ah . . . maybe," I said sheepishly. "How bad would it be if they figure out I was on board?"
The blonde spoke up, "Oberon was where the last man lived. It was also the headquarters for Oberon Industries, the corporation that set up this colony in the first place. He was the last living man and he either was the Company CEO or had made himself the CEO. Either way, he ran his city like a business with him as CEO. He gave the gynoids all the rules and instructions that became their 'way of life,' their reason for existence. Every gynoid served a function in his plan. Each filled a role, position, or had a business title. Each was graded on their performance and was promoted or demoted based on that. As the man got older or sicker, the records aren’t clear, he began delegating more of his power and authority to his secretary to run the city. Eventually he died and that left the Secretary in charge. They refer to her only as The Secretary, never as the CEO, because to them the role of CEO could only be filled by a man."
"Until you showed up, they had been on a hopeless vigil, waiting for another man to show up and become The Secretary's Master," added the brunette.
"If they suspect you are here, they will demand us to turn you over to them and if we don't they will invade and attack us!" said the redhead.
"They won't harm you, they want you alive to be their CEO," added the blonde.
"Could you defeat them?"
"We are in the process of increasing our numbers to double theirs, but we haven't reached that point. The most likely outcome would be total devastation of both of our gynoid populations and maybe even destruction of our factory," said the brunette.
"Okay, we don't want that to happen. I think it would be best if someone takes me to the border of Oberon and I can talk and negotiate with them and try to prevent this from happening."
"No! It's our duty to protect you!" they all said.
"But what good is that if you all end up being destroyed? This way if I go to them and fuck their Secretary and become her Master and their CEO, there can be peace between your two cities."
The Tribunal considered that and they all agreed. "But please don't go alone. Please take one of us with you, Master," said the blonde.
"Master, please let it be me! Let me fly you in my mecha to the border. It’s my duty to protect you!"
"Okay, Mika, I wouldn't have it any other way. We better get going if we want to head this off."
"Master? May I, please, kiss you good bye?" begged Gina.
"Okay, sure, beautiful, just to make you happy."
I leaned forward to kiss her, but she dropped to her knees and wrapped her lips around my member to vigorously suck it. Even after all the action it had gone through it instantly responded to her 'affection' and in short order I had a 'full head of steam' and released it, mastering one more gynoid.
The End
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Let's go to the City of Tools (Go to Oberon City)
Let's visit the Hive (Go to Hive City)