0 comments/ 13738 views/ 2 favorites Ching Gao Ch. 01 By: Taunus Disclaimer: This story is fiction cast in the future. No resemblance to persons, living or dead, is intended or should be inferred. * Ching Gao is a junior dental student in the year 2550 A.D. Like most humans involved in medicine, her studies consist primarily of observing robotic dentists and intervening only to query a move or raise a caution. Surgery, dental and otherwise, has been automated and assigned to sentient robots for decades; however, humans insist on remaining "in the loop," so to speak. Medicine, as practiced by physicians and surgeons, withered and perished as a result of astronomical costs. Malpractice insurance, lawsuits, and settlements drove the practicing human medical doctors, dentists, and osteopaths out of the market. Save a few underdeveloped countries or indigenous reclusive tribes, all medicine, surgery, vaccination, and physical examination is performed by robotics. Often a blood and fluids device is attached to the household computer server. Serious conditions were handled by Emergency Medical Robots, who would transfer Do Not Resuscitate (DNR) patients to area hospitals and trauma centers. There is a problem with the demographics and population of the earth. The retirement age is seventy years; later retirement would be ideal for the economy---but the quality of life rules it out. With a full one-third of the population over seventy, the expense of caring for these people is not sustainable. First world countries may manage food and shelter, but medical and dental care is simply too great of an expense. In Psalm 90 verse 10 in the Old Testament of the Holy Bible it is written: "The days of our years are threescore years and ten; and if by reason of strength they be fourscore years, yet is their strength labour and sorrow; for it is soon cut off, and we fly away." And so it came to pass that a global retirement age was fixed at seventy and at age eighty a citizen would lose all Social Security and Medical Retirement Benefits. Before the "age cap" a few geriatric patients were simply bankrupting governments. One percent of those citizens over seventy consumed over half of the cost of medical care. Rationing did little good, as more expensive medications and devices could, for a fat fee, sustain life into the nineties. For sure a person could be "clinically alive" to age one hundred twenty if she or he had the money. Food is sold generally processed and bland. For produce there is some variety as well as fish. Red meat is expensive and can only be afforded by the few. The preparation is automated a great degree, but still there is a place for classic home cooking. Ching's grandfather is seventy-five and has a live-in gynoid (also known as a "Fembot," "Female Android," or "robot"). From time to time grandfather's caregiver would visit Ching. These visits allowed Ching to have a classic meal as well as enjoy her dark side. Ching is twenty years old, a virgin, and a devotee and aficionado of Shibari. Usually she has to self-bind, that is, practice self-bondage. Her solitary vice is the only way that she can attain an orgasm, a sexual climax. When time permits, she binds her legs then inserts an enema to fill her bowels with warm water, then binds her hands. When grandfather's gynoid visits, it is the "Full Monty." Ching is totally bound before receiving an enema. She also has a urethral catheter inserted in her bladder and filled to discomfiture. Ching must cum before being allowed to use the toilet. A visit from grandfather's gynoid is not without an element of danger. There are roving bands of street toughs known as neo-Luddites, technophobes, or eco-terrorists who delight in attacking and dismembering any gynoid or android available. Thus gynoids travel in groups, often with a male armored android or, when possible, a combat cyborg. Since cyborgs are wet-wear, they have all the usual human rights. Destroying, or killing, a cyborg is a serious, or Class A, felony. In many countries it is a capital offense. So, a visit from granddad's gynoid is a daytime event and a special treat. There is yet another danger. The invasion of one's privacy in cyberspace by hackers. Ching pays a premium for protective software and a firewall. Yet a true hacker is merely encouraged and challenged by the elevated level of protection. There is also a wide-spread belief that the virus protection companies are in cahoots with the hackers. At any rate, since she has bought her "protection," Ching rests assured that her dark secret of being addicted to Shibari and "water sports" will remain secret. And she should rest assured as well. The anti-virus software companies rest and rely heavily on their reputations. Hacking into a corporate or government web site is one thing---stealing one's identity or violating an individual's privacy is another. The first is a minor misdemeanor---the second a felony and an embarrassment to the crass commercial capitalists peddling their "protection" under the guise of software. Those over seventy years old and still less than eighty may qualify for a robotic caregiver. Over time enhancements were added to the mechanical device as well as an internal computer at the sentient level. In short, aside for energy from electrical connections versus digestion of foodstuffs (victuals), the android or gynoid could be considered a step up on the evolutionary ladder; however, humans are dead set on hegemony, especially in matters of taxation and criminal law. The "retirement" of an android or gynoid was finally elevated from a misdemeanor to a felony, due to the cost involved. Where a caregiver was "killed in line of duty," the penalty always included jail time. And robots ran all the jails. One by one, since the commercial use of gynoids and androids, technical obstacles have been overcome. The problem of biped balance and motion, the problem of a compact, internal power supply, the problem of the heat generated by an internal power supply, the ability to deal with objects such as eggs (liquid inside and a shell), and the problem of 3D vision. From a purely utilitarian mechanism, art marries with science and technology to add grace, charm, and sex appeal to the geriatric caregiver. Various models were selected from human history. By far the most popular was the Twentieth Century blonde actress and model. Her measurements are 35B-27-35, 5'7", 127 lbs, and an IQ of 154. Of course, people mature and change with age. The men prefer a barely legal eighteen-year-old while women prefer the 35-year-old, mature actress. Roy Bane is a hacker employed by the Yakusa. He hacks into medical and personnel records looking for girls to be abducted and sold in the underground. Having hacked into The National Dental Institute (NDI) personnel files, he examines the residencies of students. Those living at home with their parents are too risky. The small efficiency apartments near the university campus seem most promising. Roy is looking for a vulnerable target with some unusual characteristic that would be of marketable interest to the Yakusa. Ching Gao catches his eye and piques his interest. Tapping into her internet and her social media outlet, he determines with high probability that this young lady is a virgin. "First blood" always brings a good price, "top dollar," that is. Abductions are risky business. The contestants in beauty pageants might bring a good price, but the publicity might lead to the abductor's undoing. A small family and a girl living apart from her parents is preferable. Ching Gao lost her parents in an automobile accident and her only living relative is her reclusive grandfather, who has found a lifetime companion in a gynoid caregiver. He named his caregiver "Sharon," a common name for gynoids and fembots. Jikka Omicron is the transporter for the Yakusa. He calls Roy Bane for a status on those who are being electronically stalked. "Roy," Jikka asks, "who is looking promising for a snatch? A buyer is waiting." "I am still gathering information on a promising twenty-year-old student. She resides in an efficiency. Their security system is dated but still formidable. What is needed here is a 'tour de grace' and not a 'tour de force.' But I have a plan. She is into self-bondage and she is a virgin." Roy responds. "Do tell," Jikka requests. His interest perks. "Every few weeks or so her senile old grandfather loans her the use of his caregiver gynoid. A little virus---really a Trojan Horse---to force the gynoid to malfunction in her apartment and buzz someone in is doable." Roy explains, proud of his clever idea. "How to you intend to do the snatch?" Jikka asks. "Easy!" Roy explains. "While she is tied in Shibari by the gynoid, we induce malfunction and spring the door. She is bound and gagged. We enter with a large box, a new appliance like a dishwasher say, and box her up. We lock the door as we leave and there is no trace. No one notices a couple of delivery men with a delivery box." "Excellent!" Jikka exclaims. "Continue to hack and retrieve more information. Some revealing personal pics would be outstanding." 14 June 2913 Ching Gao Ch. 02 Disclaimer: This story is fiction cast in the future. No resemblance to persons, living or dead, is intended or should be inferred. Roy Bane knows that he must have a carefully orchestrated plan to snatch Ching Gao from her efficiency apartment. This cannot be done by robots, it requires a human touch. Her grandfather's gynoid is older technology and susceptible to a Trojan Horse. Such a malware component will enable Roy and his accompanist Jikka Omicron access to the building and her apartment. Timing it correctly and Roy will find Ching bound and gagged by the gynoid “Sharon.” Her abduction would be clean and easy. Roy and Jikka would enter as delivery men with a dolly and a large box. There is always one possible random variable in the plan. From time to time a contracted security company checks the building for signs of illegal entry or suspicious activity. The security bots are not the service androids or gynoids or even the armored android escorts. They are combat-ready cyborgs. Once human, these creatures are truly the undead. Human beings, stripped from all except brain matter and a spinal chord, they enjoy the protection of the law. Their state of being causes them to have no compassion, feeling, or remorse. They never pass an opportunity to engage any being with mortal combat. They will even fight to the death with their own kind. The death or “retirement” of a cyborg is considered the ultimate honor. They are armored and contain a variety of lethal weaponry, military grade. They never shoot to wound, only to kill. Caught in the act of abduction, even a hostage would be of no value. The cyborg security is the true “undead terminator.” Killing a hostage means only collateral damage to the cyborg. Roy and Jikka are able to hack into Ching's computer and study her behavior. Most of her day is spent studying on line or chatting with friends. From time to time she will go shopping with friends. Her shopping outings are sporadic, sometimes impulsive. None of her friends knows of her dark fascination with Shibari! Some have Shibari masters or mistresses, but none confesses or intimates practicing self-bondage. This is a “forbidden topic” in most social circles. From the arrival of Sharon the gynoid, Roy estimates one half hour until Ching is totally bound, receives her enema, and expels her ejecta into the toilet. While Roy might like to embarrass Ching by appearing while she was in process of defecation, the most opportune moment is exactly as she is being cleaned by the gynoid. Roy and Jikka make their entry and load the bound and gagged girl into a large cardboard appliance box. Sharon is disabled. The get-away is successful. Some time will elapse before Sharon is missed and Ching is reported missing. Late in the evening a confused and frightened old man calls the police---missing robot division. They take the information. Gynoids should not be loaned, but it is common. And it is also one reason why gynoids and androids find their way to a “chop shop” to be made over and have their memory erased. The police make a routine stop by Ching Gao's apartment, expecting to find Ching sans gynoid. But it is not the gynoid that is missing, it is Ching! A forensic robotics programmer is called in to examine the dysfunctional gynoid. The low-budget gynoid soon reveals the Trojan Horse subroutine that allowed in Jikka and Roy, disguised as servicemen, and the disablement that permitted abduction. The police canvas the building. Several coeds remembered seeing two men with a large appliance box on a dolly, but paid them no mind. The sensors on the gynoid had been disabled. The unflushed toilet indicated the point of abduction, as well as a near time. This is clearly a professional snatch job. The fact that Ching lived alone with no close family and only an elderly grandfather made her a prime candidate for slavery. Ching would have asked Sharon gynoid for help, but her Shibari gag did not permit. The abductors---Roy Bane and Jikka Omicron---wasted no time in disabling the gynoid and ensuring neither data collection nor time stamp was present. Back in the warehouse where human trafficking is done, Roy and Jikka bring the bewildered and confused Ching. She had been so confident in the protective alarms and security of her apartment house that the very thought of being abducted never entered her mind. Now she finds herself naked and being bound to a bed. She is in the prone position, that is on her stomach. Her arms and legs are spread eagle and she fears the worst. She assumes that she will lose her virginity; however, human trafficking puts a premium on virginity. Her anus and rectum are another matter. “She has a tight ass,” Jikka tells Roy. “Yes she does,” Roy answers. “I want to be the first to butt fuck this beauty. Ching moans through her gag. She expected rape, not sodomy. She tries desperately to pull her legs together and clenches her buttocks tightly together. Roy is angry: “Don't try and resist Ching. This will happen one way or the other. If you don't cooperate, you may be injured.” He begins to remove his thick leather belt. Ching catches a brief glance as he prepares to whip her across her tight, firm buttocks. She tightens up all the more. Roy makes two trial runs before striking across Ching's derriere. She tries to scream but her ball gag won't let her. She convulses. Her eyes pour out tears and phlegm runs out from her nose. She urinates. Despite all that she keeps her ass cheeks firmly clenched together. Roy brushes the hair from Ching's shoulders. She looks around with pleading eyes as she realizes where he will strike again. She doesn't have to wait long. Roy strikes her finely arched back with a sharp crack of the leather against flesh. Ching continues to resist. “Enough,” says Jikka. “We will use the injection.” Ching is petrified with fear and apprehension. She knows the drug that Jikka is talking about. There were two drugs common in the Twentieth Century, GHB and Rohypnol, which could be used to yield a girl compliant with short term memory loss. The futuristic drug induces suggestibility as well as submissiveness. Ching twisted and squirmed to avoid the injection to no avail. “Give it ten minutes,” Jikka exclaims. “She will relax that carved ivory derriere and ask for penetration while she is having sexual orgasm after orgasm.” After a brief hiatus, Roy removes Ching's gag and whispers to her: “Beg us to butt fuck you, Ching.” She is unable to resist. She says: “Please sodomize this girl, Master.” Roy obliges her followed by Jikka. Ching endures several assaults. The next morning she is swollen and sore. She recalls everything and is depressed at the very notion that she was induced to climax while begging obscene abuse. 16 June 2013 Ching Gao Ch. 03 Disclaimer: This story is fiction cast in the future. No resemblance to persons, living or dead, is intended or should be inferred. ***** Roy Bane, the Yacusa Hacker, and Jikka Omicron, the transporter, engineered the home invasion of Ching Gao, the twenty-year-old dental school student. Roy made use of the fact that Ching would self-bind. When Ching's grandfather's gynoid, Sharon, was present, Ching could enjoy the "full monty" of Shibari. This time, however, Roy used a Trojan Horse to infect the gynoid, secure entrance, and capture Ching in a vulnerable situation. Ching is semiconscious and groggy from forced medications when Roy and Jikka deliver her to a Yacusa holding center. Once in a caged room with eleven other girls, Ching collapses into unconsciousness. Hours pass and in the hot, smelly cage, while the dozen slave girls await their fate. Each gorgeous girl is between eighteen and twenty; they can tell by the professional manner of their abduction that escape is unlikely. Some of the girls overheard guards referring to them as "fresh meat." It did not register that this was a literal descriptor: A girl who does not please gets to experience being Dolcett, or butchered human flesh. Ching struggles for consciousness. She murmurs "Where am I?" Another girl presses her index finger to Ching's lips. "We are not allowed to talk here," the girl whispers. Ching looks around. There are eleven other girls, she is the twelfth. All of the girls are naked. Some of the girls are wearing kotex. Two of the girls have their hands cuffed behind their backs. Several of the girls bear marks of caning, whipping, or abuse. The door opens and Severus the slaver looks in, examining the new coffle. He is carrying a steel chain, which serves as a leash. He notices Ching, a shy new girl, and clips the leash onto her collar. Then he leads her to a public courtyard. One of the girls whispers to Ching a warning: "Do not fail to please this man." In the courtyard all of the men are fully clothed. There are a few girls in various stages of undress or wearing provocative clothing. Ching instinctively covers her breasts with one arm and her privates with the other hand. Severus pulls her hands down by her side. She utters a slight protest: "no." Severus frowns, inducing submissiveness in Ching. He then forces a kiss on her lips. Being naked in public and on a leash is embarrassing--being kissed and fondled is humiliating. After kissing her lips, neck, and forehead, Severus poses Ching in the "Display" or "Frisk" pose. Her hands are behind her head and her legs are spread apart. Severus pinches her nipples between thumbs and forefingers and gives Ching a titty twister: painful but more insulting than hurtful. Ching moans and says: "That hurts, Sir." Severus strokes her privates and smells and tastes her honey nectar. "Your vaginal virginity is worth money. That is 'to kill or die for.' But oral and anal are free and available for common use. Does a girl understand?" Severus asks. "Yes, Sir," Ching replies with a muted response. "Is a girl thirsty?" Severus asks. "Yes, Sir," Ching answers. Severus leads Ching to a bar in the courtyard and fetches her a plastic bottle of water. She imbibes the liquid. Sex in the club is open and casual. There are bedrooms upstairs, however, most gentlemen of he club prefer to have sex in the lounge. There are dancing poles, whipping posts, saw horse benches, and caning chairs available. In addition, there is a stage with steel dancing poles and a red rug where a girl can perform, dance, or masturbate. Severus the leads Ching to a large black chair. Once seated, he plans to spoon and pet her and then sodomize her. Severus enjoys caressing Ching's toned torso. His fingertips massage her ivory flesh and find their way along each curve and path of her heavenly body. She tries to avoid arousal, but as he diddles her clitoris and kisses and licks her breasts, it becomes more difficult. He repositions her several times to access her tender, sensitive, and private parts. After significant foreplay, Severus puts on a ribbed condom and coats it with cinnamon paste. He pushes his massive member between her ass cheeks. She is miserably with the intrusion and utters a "no." When Severus's dick head strikes Ching's anus she feels the full, fiery fury of the cinnamon. She screams and pulls away, leaving Severus with coitus interruptus. He is severely displeased. "I should cane you with twenty strokes, Ching," he remarks. "But you need more time in the dozen girl pen. This will convince you to permit penile penetration." Severus cuffs Ching's hands behind her back. He leads her back to the cage. Three of the dozen girls, including Ching, have their hands cuffed behind their backs. They quickly learn to submit to the other girls. Ching found it especially irksome and humiliating to have to beg another sex slave to feed her. She soon found how demanding a girl can be to her sister slaves.