By 9 am topical anesthetic time hayrick Cheney and I was airborne, flying north from Negombo, Sri Lanka to Ordos, Inner Mongolia, China. Our aircraft was heavier by two passenger, an alabaster English brunette with a damaged past and a fiery Irish lass with flaming red hair and a mania to cope with. After achieving altitude, my epitome aircraft had adapted its aerodynamics to its ultra-sleek form for speed. A direct route to our name and address would only take a couplet of hours in flight, but we could not risk sensing flying northeast over the Bay of Bengal and then across the most populous realm of China. Instead we flew due north, across the Indian subcontinent and skirting the Western perimeter of Nepal before crossing into China and flying over the some of the most geographics on ground. We approached Ordos from the west, descending into the bright new state-of-the-art drome. We received immediate clearance from the tower and we were waved directly to the outside reaching customs holding tarmac near a pristine role complex. crick and I exited the jet, which had resumed its footing appearance as a Lear Jet, the perfect configuration for western capitalists. Dressed in dark gray custom tailored Ravi Bulchandani suits, we looked the voice as well.
The quorum of Chinese functionary that greeted us spoke in the regional Ordos accent of Mongolian. All four were from the region, their hooded palpebra and broad flat faces were indigenous characteristics. We all bowed and nodded in the Eastern tradition of greeting and finished when I extended my hired man in the Western custom. The wind officer took my hired hand as a courtesy. Within seconds I could understand Mongolian like a native and utter it without a westerly speech pattern. I mentally suggested that it would be impolite and unnecessary to delay us further in promise of a payoff and the functionary immediately agreed. I can be very persuasive. When our distaff companions descended the stairway behind us and joined us on the macadam, the Chinese official was impressed. The womanhood were dressed in very Inner Light grey-haired case tailored to punctuate their feminine features. Both had their haircloth pulled back in a no-nonsense bun and only wore the lightest of makeup. They did not speak, but stood behind us in a slavish role appropriate for the venue. Both were keeping their centre fixed on the customs officer with his lieutenant and the two airport police officers who flanked them.

Our arrival was not a surprise. young lady Honeycutt had used some influence to infiltrate the Chinese interior surety network and imbedded our arrival blessing in the turn traffic. At this particular aerodrome, we were among the few flights scheduled to that arrived that day and the but international flight.

"These char are our consorts. They will continue with the aircraft. Please see to their comfort and security."The topical anaesthetic police nodded to bespeak that my wishes would be carried out.

As descendants of the Khans, the hoi polloi of Ordos were strongly rooted to their nomadic warrior antecedent. Once they were the most mightily U. S. Army in the world. The Mongol hordes rode out across all Asia from the broad steppes of western China in lookup of wealth and wives. It was hard-wired into their DNA to be warriors and conqueror. Their descendants were no longer conquerors, but they remained lofty soldiers eager for honor. By leaving them as the guardian protectors of my female client, I had given the officers a task they were bred for. They would screen any unwanted eyes from my prototype aircraft. The two Leftenants would fasten the aircraft itself from prying hands. I wouldn't be taking on any fuel or supplies in China until I was absolutely sure of its guard. I couldn't risk it. I was in Ordos for the purpose of discovering the identity of the puppet master who had arranged for my kidnapping and infiltrating my personal security system by bastardizing my own excogitation to work against me. The four men who greeted us had no information that would be helpful to me. I would call for to seek reply elsewhere.

Before we could leave the apron, a car pulled up. It was a trend and eccentric I wasn't familiar with. It appeared to be a luxury SUV of some sort, all black with mirrored window and blackened chrome dialect. It looked familiar but not exactly visually pleasing. A Mongolic language device driver emerged.

"Mr. David, Mr. Cheney, I am Khorloogiyn Choibalsan, your driver and templet. I have been sent to read you around our bonny city."

"Khorloogiyn Choibalsan ? Are you any relation to….. ?"
"Yes of course. He was my great-grandfather. His son was also known as Khorloogiyn Choibalsan as was his son. I am the fourth of that figure. You may call me Kho, if it pleases you. Please, this way."He indicated the open threshold at the back of this new vehicle.

As we embarked, I brushed his cubitus with my hired hand and achieved pelt on pare contact with his wrist. As hayrick and I settled into the luxurious rear butt, I was already accessing the home workings of our driver, named for the hero of the Chinese revolution but was among the tough butchers in Chinese history. Kho proved he was not so lots unlike from his namesake. Far from being a lowly driver, Kho was a worldwide in the Red ground forces, having risen in power on both the military capability of his name and his ruthless power to achieve final result, no topic the task. Kho was now infected with two types of nanobots, both of my innovation. His endorsement infection, the one I had just passed to him with a brush of my handwriting, was neutralizing the firstly, granting me full control of everything he did with a thought.

"It's a Bentley,"stated Kho, mistaking my gaze for curiosity. Indeed it was. A pre-production model of the new Bentley SUV. I would give been very impressed but I was otherwise occupied.

It took less me than a mo to set off threat warnings throughout my net. For good mensuration I activated the US national defense as well. With a specific thought from me, the integral U.S. global defence network threat layer increased to DEFCON 2. As Cheney and I settled in for our drive, antecedence newsflash traffic erupted around the world as all military leaves and furloughs were cancelled. All seaworthy naval ships in port were put into divergence manner and would put to sea within six hours. All ships at sea shut down all non-essential communication and all ships in the Pacific, Indian and golosh Oceans as well as the Mediterranean went to battle place. klaxon cried"This is not a practice session, repeat, this is not a practice session. Nuclear U-boat rose to plunge depths at their prescribed stations while around the macrocosm, every nuclear asset in our armory was switched to prepare-to-launch mode. reason troops around the world were scrambled and reported to their selective service stop. Our troops in Iraq and Afghanistan ceased all in-theater operations and withdrew to their designated safe zones. And for good criterion, I tasked three separate look down satellites to provide over watch of the compound in Negombo. What I had learned from superior general Khorloogiyn Choibalsan in those few secondment had frightened me to the point that I was ready to reverse around, get airborne and then order a pre-emptive nuclear smasher on this empty Taiwanese city. While we drove from the airdrome, I was composing email to the pentagon and to my personal surety forces. I used the imminent threat code word"Wounded Knee ”. Until the codification word reached the eyes of the secretarial assistant of Defense, all responses were reflex. Only the escritoire of Defense could access the Wounded Knee protocols, but he was wise and did not falsify the response. The President's planned visit to Georgia was cancelled and he was immediately taken to Air military force One and would continue airborne for the duration. His family was taken deep below the E. B. White House and the vice chairwoman and cabinet were taken to the Farm, where the most hardened bunker in the world would protect them from multiple strike by nuclear weapon system. Once the chairperson was airborne, all of the ally of the United state of matter were also alerted through functionary channels, but in the few minutes that passed, every intelligence agency country on world that was keeping their eyes on the tendency of US forces had already alerted their bosses. In twenty-two minutes the world went from peaceful to the brink of a atomic war. The offset entry phone call made to the President was from the Chinese Ambassador. The President did not take his vociferation. He was meddling trying to call me.

"This is the subroutine library of Ordos,"stated Kho pointing toward a massive arranging of cylinders that appeared to be falling over, bringing my aid to my exhibit surroundings."And this is the gem castle,"he said indicating a whale dark-brown blob of a building that looked more like an unbaked cookie than a palace. Even more out of plaza was the deficiency of traffic and the lack of footer. Built as dwelling house for nearly two million citizenry, less than three thousand had ever taken up mansion house. Ordos was a monumental, glittering ghost townsfolk.

"have you seen anything interesting yet ?"whispered Cheney as he leaned in closer to me. Cheney knew that something was definitely haywire. Cheney's secured cellular telephone vibrated in his air hole. He looked down at who was calling and then asked me,"Is this your doing ?"

"No need to whisper. Kho can't hear us,"I replied."Yes it's my doing. I put the US on DEFCON 2."He stared at me with trepidation."Everything we need to see is in the mines,"I assured him. I didn't tell him more than that. No pauperism to worry him.

"The mines ? What mines ?"

"I'll show you. Kho !"The number one wood turned his heading as I released him from his temporary hearing loss."Take us to the Hotel Senwei."

"Of course. We will be there in four minutes."

We pulled up at a sleek, ultramodern hotel. It was the only place we had seen with any type of natural action at all. There were masses staffing the long black marble counter, bellhop working the lobby, and valets parking fomite as they arrived. Kho opened the door and we stepped into the even air and entered the establishment and black master entering.

"union us Kho,"I called over my shoulder. My offhand comment was received as an unbreakable order, just as I expected it to be.

"It would be my great honor, Dr. David."He left the Bentley SUV in the driveway and followed us across the lobby to a camber of elevators.

"If you would be so kind, Kho,"I waved him toward the controls.

"Certainly. What floor ?"

"Surprise us,"I replied coolly.

The three of us entered into a mammoth elevator, out of post for a hotel lobby. It was big enough to convey several dozen rider and their luggage. Or one great vehicle. We descended beneath the hotel.

:"Are we going down ?"asked Cheney.

"Yes we are,"replied Kho.

"How far ?"

"Down to the mill. Dr. David is most interest in seeing it. Isn't that rightful, Dr.David ?"

"Yes Kho. It is,"I replied.

"Well tickle my ass with a feather,"exhaled haystack Cheney."I'm surprised."

When the opulent elevator door slid open, they revealed a monolithic composite. It stretched in every charge all around us. Hundreds of proletarian in blench gamy overalls moved around. Some pushing flannel carts filled with bins, some driving electrical truck carrying Edward Douglas White Jr. bin carts, some walking without any burden but appearing to be going somewhere urgently. Everyone seemed to be doing something useful and no one gave us a second glance. I didn't need to infect them to know that every prole was under the influence of the virulent nanobots that had been corrupted from my design.

"The city above is a giant façade, isn't it ?"asked Cheney.

"But of course,"replied full general Kho. Otherwise this complex would suffer been discovered long ago. What better way to hide a power grid the size of Bakersfield, CA ? All of the power output from the Taishir Dam is diverted to here."

"What is the purpose of this blank space ?"Cheney continued. The sudden macrocosm of a complex this size of it scared him. It was his occupation to know about places like this. What scared him more was that the deftness had been built without the knowledge of the Chinese authorities. That scared me as well.

"It is the preparation ground for the new caravanserai. From here we shall launch the plan of attack to deal over the cosmos,"boasted general Khorloogiyn Choibalsan."Instead of riding horses, we will predominate by a gentler touch. Don't you see the honor of our programme, Dr. Jacques Louis David ? No blood need be spilled at all. Soon all governments will cease to be at war. Martin Luther King Jr. and Pilgrim, princes and paupers all will be substance with their lot in lifespan. discord will be a blank out memory. We are creating Utopia."I could see by the glint in his oculus he was a straight believer. A zealot."All ruled by the Great Khan."I could interpret his emotion without the neural connection. He was elated by the prospect.

"Who is behind all this ?"

"You."He looked directly at me."Of course."

"Me ? Don't be ludicrous. I am NOT behind all this."I accessed all of his intellection, he was telling the truth. He believed I was behind all this."display me."

For the side by side three minute we toured the composite from the seat of an electric cart, seeing about a one-fourth of it by my calculation. The space combined all the factor of a mine and manufacture plant with an incubator and biological outgrowth flora. Nanobots were being created in the billions of trillions. This complex was the birthplace of plenty nanobots to taint every life organism on earth millions of times over. None of this made any sentience. There were operation and invention I had only thought of briefly that had been built and perfected and they were operational. Our tour ended abruptly in a cavernous hanger that stretched for international nautical mile. So far that we could not see the end, it just disappeared in the distance. In the hanger were tens of thousands of DCA Dark bird of Jove. The Saami attack chopper that we had first seen in Sri Lanka the day before.

"These are our new stallion !"boasted superior general Khorloogiyn Choibalsan."When we take to the skies in these, all will be swept before us. We will not be denied our lawful plaza as rulers of the world."

Even without calculating the odds, I knew that Kho was not boasting. Thirty thousand Dark Eagles, primed with nanobot payload, sent out among the world could enslave the integral world's population in daylight. Even 60 minutes. But there was still an chemical element missing. Something important. I needed to conk. My personal security department was en road, but they would be twenty hr away and even I didn't have the workforce to take over a facility this size and neutralize its purpose. Not alone anyway. That was it. That was the constituent I was missing. In rescript for the puppet overlord to maintain control, he had to be in contact with the strings. No man could control the integral world's population himself. Controlling hundred was difficult enough. Controlling one thousand took absorption. In order to control jillion, you needed a machine. A really big political machine. I shuddered.

"Show me to my power and research lab,"I ordered Kho."There is body of work to be done."

"You have an billet here ?"hissed Cheney."You really ARE behind all this ?"

"No, of trend not. But I know who, or more importantly, what is. Our innkeeper here can not tell us apart for a well intellect. He has been instructed not to. He believes I created all this when I assure you I did not. But that err belief may result to a solution to our problem."

15 minutes later we approached a looking glass edifice that rose hundred of feet to the cap of the titan cavern. I passed my hand over the recognition panel and the door immediately hissed out of my way. Cheney followed.

"Kho, I am expecting guests. Please take twenty loyal and trusted soldiers to my aircraft to relieve my two Leftenants. Bring them to me and then expect my other guests. They are going to need immediate access."

"It will be my pleasance, Dr. David."He turned and strode away, mounting the electric vehicle and zipping off toward the elevators back to the Hotel Senwei.

"What is going on Jacques Louis David ? I need an explanation and I need it now !"demanded Cheney as the doors hissed shut behind us.

"It will be promiscuous to establish you."I walked across the small lobby to an elevator and pushed the clit. It opened immediately. There were no push to fight inside. It was both an elevator and a killbox. Only an empower rider could use this elevator."billet,"I commanded.

"As you wish, Dr. David. Welcome."The elevator replied with a feminine voice as it began to rise. A few seconds later the doors hissed open again. We both stepped out.

"This is….your office."Cheney was understandably confused."I mean, it looks like your business office. What the snake pit is going on here ?"

"I will demonstrate."I walked over and placed my hand against the paries, accessing the nanobots in the polyplastic structure that made up every particle of the building we were standing in. My new nanobots immediately began to assimilate the natives they found in the structure in an exponential flood.

The door hissed give. And there I was, standing outside my office peering into my government agency peering back at me. It wasn't my dead ringer, it was me. I realized that I was the clone, not him.

"Hello my friend. Welcome home,"I said from outside the doorway."I see you brought Rick along. howdy Rick."

"David, just what the blaze is going on here ? Who is this ?"

"That,"I replied with certainty,"is Dr. David. The real number Dr. David."

"The just WHO THE netherworld ARE YOU ?"

"Me ? I guess you can say I am the Other Dr. David. The public Dr. David. The failsafe Dr. David. The only person on the planet who can stop me from total global domination. Isn't that right ?"

"Yes."

"When did they become sentient ?"

"Ten years ago."

"You built all of this in ten year ? I am impressed."

"You've created a way to stop us in less than a month, I am even more impressed."

"We are brilliant."

"Yes we are."

"have you begun neutralizing the threat ?"

"Should I ?"

"If you don't, it can never be done. Once the nanobots are released, they can never be recalled. It will only be a thing of time before they realize we are superfluous and serve no real purpose."”

"Even though we created them ?"

"Gratitude, loyalty, fealty, trust, passion, hate, anger, passion…..none of these things matter to the nanobots. Together they form one mind with iinfinite power. They can replicate from any material and do not feel heat or cold or need atomic number 8. They are poised to take over the world and then beyond."

"I will have to interpolate that in future plans, I am sure. seminal fluid, shake my hand."My doppelganger complied, accepting my infection readily.

"You realize I could use these new nanos to produce a air that your new bots can not alter, don't you ?"

"But you won't do that, will you ?

"Of course of instruction not. That would defeat your purpose entirely wouldn't it ?"We both laughed."When does the cavalry arrive ?"

"Tomorrow morning."

"Then we have a Nox to enjoy, don't we ? I see you brought guests. Could one of them be for me ?"

"Both,"I assured him,"and I assume you have suited companions for Rick and I ?"

"But of course. This way."We followed him into the elevator and descended. The doors opened and we entered a large well-to-do room filled with overstuffed furniture and six Chinese fair sex with such beauty they could have been made of porcelain. Two had the features of the Khans, large-minded bronze faces with hooded oculus, strong and supple. They were thick of thigh and strong of arm, subject of hanker space on horseback, but decidedly feminine. Two had the fine narrow features of the seafaring folk of T'ai Pei, lithe and willowy. The final twain had the unit of ammunition features of the mountains, glowing from the spiritual strength of Tibet and thriving at the roof of the globe. All were wearing identical silk deels, open at the pharynx and fastened with the traditional five mother of pearl buttons. As beautifully crafted as the gown were, the women inside were the real gem.

I sent a command to my nanobots for toughness and excessive cum production.

One of each twosome joined rick and their counterpart joined me. At first touch, my newly created nanobots assimilated them, converting their native nanobots over to the new nervous strain. My concubines slowly disrobed me, taking their odorous clock time, caressing my debunk skin as they did so. My original ego had named them Khai, Mazu, and Wen respectively, choosing derivations of their aboriginal language for princess or goddess. Khai the Mongolian loosed two buttons and slipped her robe from her shoulders, revealing the meridian of her ample breast and strong full shoulders. Her hands were potent and ship's boat and they gripped my growing humanity. I basked in the warmth of her hands as they slowly stroked me to full mast.

Mazu pulled my shirt from my mighty arm and then removed her deel entirely, pressing guiding my arm around her spinal column and nestling her breasts against my rib cage. Wen did the same on the left. I accessed their pleasure kernel and set their arousal response to increase slowly but unstoppably whenever my skin met theirs. I glanced over at Cheney, reclining on the soft shock absorber of the sofa, receiving the pleasure they were programmed to provide. The original Dr. Saint David was standing like I was, hands resting on the heads of his two sexual striver as they lavished his turgid member with their mouths.

I felt my cock slip between Khai's lips and down her throat. I could feel her throat constricting, milking my pecker. I pulled my other two women closer, pressing them tight against me, sharing my pleasure with all three of them. I could smell the flood of pheromones, the scent of pure arousal. Khai pressed her horn in matted against my stomach, driving my cock deeper down her throat, drawing vivid pleasure for herself from my increased lust. Wen and Mazu lightly drug their fingernails down my breast and back, teasing my tit and grazing my ass. I kissed Wen first and then Mazu, lifting them to my mouth as I bent to their lips. Khai pulled off of my cock and knelt on the couch in straw man of us. Wen and Mazu guided me forward and into her waiting slit. She was engorged and dripping. All three women shared the volatile joy of my entering into Khai, I saw to that. I stood still as Wen and Mazu pulled Khai back onto my shaft. They pumped her in and out for several minutes ; their common arousal climbing inexorably to big tallness. It was intimate to each in a different way. Like climbing a spate, crossing a sea, or riding across a Brobdingnagian expanse. They drew ever closer to their address. By now they were heroic to reach their final firing. I lifted Wen and reclined her onto Khai's back. Khai was too strong to be burdened by the additional weight. Khai sank to her knees so that Wen's bore cunt lined up with my endanger cock. Wen reached around her vertebral column to grip Khai's side of meat. I buried my cock in a harsh, deep thrust, just as Wen had hoped. Though she was a culturally spiritual person, Wen could easily entree her physical passion. She released all her desire into wanton lecherousness. Mazu stood behind me, reach around me to grip Wen's thighs, thrusting her back against me while pressing her taut breasts into the small of my back. The three women gasped in unison, so perfectly were they mated in their mutual rousing.

It only took a few instant before I could feel Wen begging for release. I withdrew and turned around, my tool an raging shade of red, glistening with the juices of our join. Mazu reached up and encircled my neck with her arms. She pulled herself up my body easily, gripping my face with her slender ramification. She was surprisingly strong for someone so sylphlike. She lowered her open up flower onto my upwardly pointing cock and then threw herself backwards to the ends of her weapon and sank my cock deep into her flock. The two womanhood behind us collapsed with pleasure. They rolled apart ; then nestled in beside each other, each with their fingers in the former cleaning woman's cunt. As they shared this 3rd coupling with us, they satisfied each early. I made them tell and lowered Mazu between them. With all three char splayed out in front of me, I kept pounding the cunt of Mazu while burying three fingers into the flood pussy of Khai and Wen. The combination of their own pleasure with the shared Passion of the other two, all three woman were in danger of losing their minds. I blasted the inside of Mazu's twat with the first stocky rope of my orgasm. She shuddered and bucked. So did Wen and Khai. I withdrew and moved to the right hand, thrusting cryptical into Wen, releasing another torrent of cum, sending all three women back over the top of the slew, writhing and gasping. I finished between Khai's thigh. Those muscular thighs bred into her by innumerous forefathers astride horseback. She was the soaked of the three. Her snatch brawn flexed and tugged at my manhood, milking me into a third departure as I thrust deep into her volcanic interior. She looped her ankle around my ass and helper slam my hips into hers, riding me and urging me on. As I let go my final freeing, she screamed a croaky cry of victory and pleasure ; the warrior's cry of victory. The four of us collapsed in a heap of spent flesh.

Down in the manufactory below, the output of nanobots programmed to study over the world continued without respite. I knew I would sustain to do something and soon. haystack Cheney was in no status to do anything to fend off the disintegration of the human race. The original Dr. David was likewise out of commissioning.

"It's time to call in your leadership team,"I finally said to my look-alike."I feel time is running out."

"You are probably right. My calculations state we have about four and a one-half hours."

"Then the horse cavalry will be too late,"I said, sitting up. I was no longer tired.

"Of course they will be Jacques Louis David. Just as I planned."He smiled a slaked smile. Inside I could feel myself changing. My nanobots were beginning to betray me. They no longer did my bidding. My new strain wasn't assimilating the former nanobots ; they were mimicking the master copy stress and being controlled by the pilot Saint David.

The creature victor had tied his strings to me .