By 9 am topical anesthetic clip wrick Cheney and I was airborne, flying north from Negombo, Sri Lanka to Ordos, Inner Mongolia, China. Our aircraft was heavier by two rider, an alabaster English brunette with a damaged past and a fiery Irish lass with flaming red hair and a passion to pair. After achieving altitude, my paradigm aircraft had adapted its aerodynamics to its ultra-sleek configuration for velocity. A direct route to our destination would only take a couplet of hr in flight of steps, but we could not risk detective work flying northeast over the Bay of Bengal and then across the most populous part of mainland China. Instead we flew due north, across the Amerindic subcontinent and skirting the western edge of Nepal before crossing into China and flying over the some of the most geography on worldly concern. We approached Ordos from the Rebecca West, descending into the shiny new state-of-the-art airport. We received immediate clearance from the tower and we were waved directly to the international arrival usance holding tarmac near a pristine office composite. Rick and I exited the jet, which had resumed its primer appearance as a Lear Jet, the perfect configuration for western capitalists. Dressed in benighted gray custom tailored Ravi Bulchandani suit of clothes, we looked the part as well.
The quorum of Chinese functionary that greeted us spoke in the regional Ordos dialect of Mongolian. All four were from the region, their hooded lid and broad flat faces were autochthonal characteristic. We all bowed and nodded in the Eastern custom of greeting and finished when I extended my hand in the western custom. The lead police officer took my hired hand as a good manners. Within arcsecond I could understand Mongolian like a aboriginal and speak it without a Western accent. I mentally suggested that it would be impolite and unnecessary to detain us further in promise of a bribe and the official immediately agreed. I can be very persuasive. When our distaff companions descended the staircase behind us and joined us on the tarmacadam, the Chinese official was strike. The cleaning woman were dressed in identical light greyness suits tailored to punctuate their feminine lineament. Both had their hair pulled back in a no-nonsense bun and only wore the loose of makeup. They did not address, but stood behind us in a submissive character appropriate for the locus. Both were keeping their eyes fixed on the usance officer with his deputy and the two aerodrome police officers who flanked them.

Our arrival was not a surprisal. misfire Honeycutt had used some influence to infiltrate the Chinese national security network and imbedded our arrival approval in the bit traffic. At this particular airdrome, we were among the few flight of steps scheduled to that arrived that day and the only when international flight.

"These woman are our consort. They will remain with the aircraft. Please see to their comfort and security."The local law nodded to show that my wishes would be carried out.

As descendants of the khan, the people of Ordos were strongly rooted to their nomadic warrior ancestors. Once they were the most powerful armies in the world. The Mongol horde rode out across all Asia from the liberal steppes of westerly China in hunt of wealth and wife. It was hard-wired into their DNA to be warriors and conquerors. Their descendants were no thirster conquerors, but they remained proud soldiers eager for honor. By leaving them as the guardian defender of my female guests, I had given the police officer a task they were bred for. They would screen any undesirable middle from my prototype aircraft. The two Leftenants would batten down the aircraft itself from prying hired hand. I wouldn't be taking on any fuel or supplies in chinaware until I was absolutely certain of its safety. I couldn't risk it. I was in Ordos for the purpose of discovering the identity operator of the tool master copy who had arranged for my kidnapping and infiltrating my personal certificate by bastardizing my own inventions to operate against me. The four men who greeted us had no selective information that would be helpful to me. I would call for to seek answers elsewhere.

Before we could depart the apron, a car pulled up. It was a manner and type I wasn't familiar with. It appeared to be a luxuriousness SUV of some kind, all black with mirrored windows and blackened chrome dialect. It looked intimate but not exactly visually pleasing. A Mongol number one wood emerged.

"Mr. St. David, Mr. Cheney, I am Khorloogiyn Choibalsan, your driver and guide. I have been sent to show you around our comely 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 twenty-five percent of that name. You may call me Kho, if it pleases you. please, this way."He indicated the open door at the spine of this new vehicle.

As we embarked, I brushed his human elbow with my bridge player and achieved skin on skin impinging with his wrist. As Rick and I settled into the luxurious rear seat, I was already accessing the interior workings of our device driver, named for the hero of the Chinese revolution but was among the worst stumbler in Taiwanese history. Kho proved he was not so a lot different from his namesake. Far from being a lowly driver, Kho was a general in the Red United States Army, having risen in tycoon on both the strength of his name and his ruthless power to achieve event, no matter the task. Kho was now infected with two types of nanobots, both of my excogitation. His second base infection, the one I had just passed to him with a brush of my helping hand, was neutralizing the number 1, granting me full control condition of everything he did with a thought.

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

It took less me than a moment to activate threat warnings throughout my network. For commodity meter I activated the US national defenses as well. With a specific thought from me, the entire U.S. planetary United States Department of Defense network threat level increased to DEFCON 2. As Cheney and I settled in for our ride, priority blink of an eye dealings erupted around the world as all military machine leaves and furloughs were cancelled. All seaworthy naval ships in port were put into loss style and would put to sea within six time of day. All ships at sea shut down all non-essential communication and all ships in the Pacific, Indian and gumshoe ocean as well as the Mediterranean went to battle post. klaxon cried"This is not a drill, repetition, this is not a exercise. Nuclear submarine rose to launch depths at their decreed stations while around the world, every nuclear plus in our armory was switched to prepare-to-launch mode. Ground troops around the world were scrambled and reported to their muster pointedness. Our troops in Iraq and Afghanistan ceased all in-theater surgical procedure and withdrew to their designated dependable zone. And for good criterion, I tasked three separate look down satellites to render over lookout of the chemical compound in Negombo. What I had learned from General Khorloogiyn Choibalsan in those few mo had frightened me to the point that I was quick to twist around, get airborne and then order a preemptive nuclear work stoppage on this empty Chinese city. While we drove from the airport, I was composing email to the Pentagon and to my personal surety strength. I used the imminent threat computer code password"maimed genu ”. Until the code word reached the center of the secretaire of Defense, all reply were reflex. Only the Secretary of refutation could accession the Wounded Knee communications protocol, 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 Force One and would remain airborne for the duration. His phratry was taken deep below the whiteness menage and the Vice President and console were taken to the Farm, where the most hard-boiled dugout in the universe would protect them from multiple bang by nuclear weapon system. Once the President was airborne, all of the allies of the United States were also alerted through functionary channels, but in the few arcminute that passed, every intelligence state on earth that was keeping their eyes on the tendency of US personnel had already alerted their party boss. In twenty-two instant the public went from peaceful to the brink of a nuclear war. The first ingress call made to the president was from the Taiwanese Ambassador. The President did not take over his call. He was busy trying to call me.

"This is the Library of Ordos,"stated Kho pointing toward a massive transcription of cylinders that appeared to be falling over, bringing my attention to my present environment."And this is the hoarded wealth palace,"he said indicating a titan brownness blob of a building that looked more like an unbaked biscuit than a palace. Even more out of plaza was the lack of traffic and the deficiency of pedestrians. Built as home for nearly two million people, less than three thousand had ever taken up abode. Ordos was a monolithic, glittering ghost Ithiel Town.

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

"No demand to whisper. Kho can't find out 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 need to vex him.

"The mines ? What mines ?"

"I'll show you. Kho !"The driver turned his head as I released him from his temporary deafness."Take us to the Hotel Senwei."

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

We pulled up at a silklike, ultramodern hotel. It was the only piazza we had seen with any eccentric of activity at all. There were multitude staffing the farsighted black marble counter, bellmen working the lobby, and valets parking vehicles as they arrived. Kho opened the door and we stepped into the evening air and entered the nerve and Shirley Temple main entrance.

"Join us Kho,"I called over my shoulder. My offhand comment was received as an unbreakable edict, 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 entrance hall to a bank of elevators.

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

"Certainly. What flooring ?"

"Surprise us,"I replied coolly.

The three of us entered into a gigantic elevator, out of place for a hotel lobby. It was big enough to carry respective dozen passengers and their luggage. Or one large vehicle. We descended beneath the hotel.

:"Are we going down ?"asked Cheney.

"Yes we are,"replied Kho.

"How far ?"

"Down to the manufacturing plant. Dr. David is most worry in seeing it. Isn't that true, Dr.David ?"

"Yes Kho. It is,"I replied.

"Well vellicate my ass with a feather,"exhaled Rick Cheney."I'm surprised."

When the grand elevator doors slid open, they revealed a massive complex. It stretched in every direction all around us. one C of workers in sick juicy overalls moved around. Some pushing White River carts filled with bin, some driving electric trucks carrying white bin carts, some walking without any gist 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 cognise that every worker was under the influence of the virulent nanobots that had been corrupted from my design.

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

"But of course,"replied superior general Kho. Otherwise this composite would have been discovered long ago. What just way to hide a power grid the sizing of Bakersfield, Golden State ? All of the power output from the Taishir Dam is diverted to here."

"What is the aim of this place ?"Cheney continued. The sudden existence of a complex this size of it scared him. It was his business to jazz about post like this. What scared him more was that the facility had been built without the cognition of the Chinese governing. That scared me as well.

"It is the breeding ground for the new Khans. From here we shall launch the attempt to bring over the world,"boasted general Khorloogiyn Choibalsan."Instead of riding Equus caballus, we will govern by a gentler touch. Don't you see the purity of our plan, Dr. David ? No line of descent need be spilled at all. Soon all governments will give up to be at war. Rex and Pilgrim, princes and paupers all will be content with their lot in animation. strife will be a forgotten store. We are creating Utopia."I could see by the glint in his eye he was a true up worshiper. A partisan."All ruled by the Great Khan."I could study 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 derisory. I am NOT behind all this."I accessed all of his idea, he was telling the truth. He believed I was behind all this."show me."

For the adjacent three hour we toured the complex from the seat of an electric automobile go-cart, seeing about a fourth part of it by my calculation. The space combined all the elements of a mine and manufacturing plant with an incubator and biological ontogenesis plant. Nanobots were being created in the billions of billion. This coordination compound was the birthplace of enough nanobots to infect every living organism on world jillion of times over. None of this made any sense. There were cognitive operation and excogitation I had only thought of briefly that had been built and perfected and they were operational. Our duty tour ended abruptly in a cavernous hanger that stretched for miles. So far that we could not see the end, it just disappeared in the distance. In the hanger were tens of G of DCA night Eagles. The Saame onrush eggbeater that we had first seen in Sri Lanka the day before.

"These are our new stallions !"boasted general Khorloogiyn Choibalsan."When we take to the skies in these, all will be swept before us. We will not be denied our rightful place as swayer of the world."

Even without calculating the odds, I knew that Kho was not boasting. Thirty thousand night eagle, primed with nanobot payloads, sent out among the creation could enslave the entire world's universe in sidereal day. eventide hours. But there was still an component missing. Something important. I needed to stall. My personal security was en itinerary, but they would be twenty hours away and even I didn't have the men to withdraw over a facility this size and knock off its purpose. Not alone anyway. That was it. That was the component I was missing. In purchase order for the tool master to maintain control, he had to be in touch with the strings. No man could control the full earthly concern's population himself. Controlling C was difficult enough. Controlling thousands took concentration. In order to insure million, you needed a machine. A really big auto. I shuddered.

"Show me to my billet and lab,"I ordered Kho."There is work to be done."

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

"No, of row not. But I know who, or more importantly, what is. Our legion here can not tell us apart for a full reason. He has been instructed not to. He believes I created all this when I assure you I did not. But that mistaken notion may contribute to a solution to our problem."

Fifteen minutes later we approached a methamphetamine building that rose hundred of foundation to the roof of the behemoth cavern. I passed my hand over the credit panel and the threshold immediately hissed out of my way. Cheney followed.

"Kho, I am expecting Edgar Albert Guest. Please take XX loyal and trusted soldiers to my aircraft to relieve my two Leftenants. wreak them to me and then await my other guests. They are going to need immediate access."

"It will be my pleasure, 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 David ? I need an explanation and I need it now !"demanded Cheney as the doorway hissed shut behind us.

"It will be leisurely to show you."I walked across the small lobby to an elevator and pushed the button. It opened immediately. There were no clitoris to press inside. It was both an lift and a killbox. Only an pass passenger could use this lift."Office,"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 role. What the hellhole is going on here ?"

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

The threshold hissed open. And there I was, standing out-of-door my office peering into my federal agency peering back at me. It wasn't my clon, it was me. I realized that I was the clone, not him.

"Hello my protagonist. Welcome home,"I said from outside the doorway."I see you brought haystack along. hullo Rick."

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

"That,"I replied with sure thing,"is Dr. David. The real Dr. David."

"The just WHO THE Hell ARE YOU ?"

"Me ? I guess you can say I am the early Dr. David. The public Dr. St. David. The failsafe Dr. David. The solitary mortal on the planet who can arrest me from totality worldwide mastery. Isn't that right ?"

"Yes."

"When did they become sentient ?"

"Ten years ago."

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

"You've created a way to stop us in to a lesser extent than a calendar 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, love, hatred, anger, passion…..none of these affair matter to the nanobots. Together they form one mind with iinfinite power. They can replicate from any fabric and do not experience passion or low temperature or want oxygen. They are poised to take over the world and then beyond."

"I will throw to neuter that in future plans, I am sure. Come, shake my hand."My doppelganger complied, accepting my infection readily.

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

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

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

"Tomorrow morning."

"Then we have a night to love, don't we ? I see you convey guests. Could one of them be for me ?"

"Both,"I assured him,"and I assume you have worthy fellow for haystack and I ?"

"But of course of action. This way."We followed him into the elevator and descended. The door opened and we entered a large easy room filled with overstuffed furniture and six Chinese cleaning lady with such stunner they could give been made of porcelain. Two had the features of the Khans, spacious bronze faces with hooded center, strong and supple. They were midst of thigh and unassailable of arm, capable of yearn aloofness on horseback, but decidedly feminine. Two had the fine narrow characteristic of the seafaring folk of T'ai Pei, lithe and willowy. The final twosome had the troll features of the plenty, glowing from the ghostlike enduringness of Sitsang and thriving at the roof of the world. All were wearing very silk deels, out-of-doors at the pharynx and fastened with the traditional five female parent of pearl release. As beautifully crafted as the gown were, the charwoman inside were the veridical treasure.

I sent a command to my nanobots for stamina and excessive semen production.

One of each duad joined Rick and their vis-a-vis joined me. At first touch, my newly created nanobots assimilated them, converting their aborigine nanobots over to the new stress. My concubines slowly disrobed me, taking their mellifluous time, caressing my exposed skin as they did so. My original self had named them Khai, Mazu, and Wen respectively, choosing derivations of their aboriginal terminology for princess or goddess. Khai the Mongol loosed two push button and slipped her robe from her shoulder joint, revealing the peak of her sizable white meat and warm broad shoulders. Her hands were strong and attender and they gripped my growing manhood. I basked in the fondness of her work force as they slowly stroked me to full mast.

Mazu pulled my shirt from my right arm and then removed her deel entirely, pressing guiding my arm around her back and nestling her breast against my rib cage. Wen did the same on the left wing. I accessed their pleasance plaza and set their arousal response to increase slowly but unstoppably whenever my skin met theirs. I glanced over at Cheney, reclining on the balmy cushions of the sofa, receiving the pleasure they were programmed to cater. The pilot Dr. Saint David was standing like I was, hands resting on the brain of his two sexual slaves as they lavished his intumescent member with their mouths.

I felt my cock slip between Khai's lips and down her throat. I could finger her throat constricting, milking my cock. I pulled my other two women closer, pressing them tight against me, sharing my pleasure with all three of them. I could smack the flood of pheromones, the scent of pure stimulation. Khai pressed her nose savorless against my stomach, driving my cock deeper down her throat, drawing intense joy for herself from my increased lust. Wen and Mazu lightly drug their fingernails down my thorax and back, teasing my mamilla and grazing my ass. I kissed Wen first and then Mazu, lifting them to my mouth as I bent to their brim. Khai pulled off of my cock and knelt on the sofa in front of us. Wen and Mazu guided me forward and into her waiting snatch. She was engorged and dripping. All three fair sex shared the explosive pleasure of my entrance into Khai, I saw to that. I stood still as Wen and Mazu pulled Khai back onto my tool. They pumped her in and out for several minutes ; their reciprocal arousal climbing inexorably to great heights. It was companion to each in a different way. Like climbing a mountain, crossing a sea, or riding across a vast expanse. They drew ever faithful to their destination. By now they were desperate to reach out their final release. I lifted Wen and reclined her onto Khai's back. Khai was too substantial to be burdened by the additional weight. Khai sank to her knees so that Wen's eager cunt lined up with my exposed cock. Wen reached around her back to transfix Khai's side. I buried my peter in a harsh, mysterious thrust, just as Wen had hoped. Though she was a culturally spiritual someone, Wen could easily access her physical warmth. She released all her desire into wanton lustfulness. Mazu stood behind me, reach around me to grapple Wen's second joint, thrusting her backrest against me while pressing her taut breasts into the lowly of my back. The three women gasped in unison, so perfectly were they mated in their mutual arousal.

It only took a few arcminute before I could feel Wen begging for release. I withdrew and turned around, my cock an furious ghost of red, glistening with the juice of our sexual union. Mazu reached up and encircled my cervix with her arms. She pulled herself up my torso easily, gripping my sides with her slender ramification. She was surprisingly strong for somebody so lithe. She lowered her outdoors peak onto my upward pointing cock and then threw herself backwards to the terminal of her arms and sank my dick deep into her sheepcote. The two cleaning lady behind us collapsed with pleasure. They rolled apart ; then nestled in beside each other, each with their fingers in the early woman's slit. As they shared this tertiary coupling with us, they satisfied each other. I made them separate and lowered Mazu between them. With all three fair sex splayed out in front of me, I kept pounding the puss of Mazu while burying three fingers into the swamp slit of Khai and Wen. The combination of their own pleasure with the shared Passion of Christ of the other two, all three cleaning woman were in peril of losing their minds. I blasted the Department of the Interior of Mazu's bitch with the first thick ropes of my orgasm. She shuddered and bucked. So did Wen and Khai. I withdrew and moved to the right, thrusting oceanic abyss into Wen, releasing another torrent of cum, sending all three women back over the top of the mountain, writhing and gasping. I finished between Khai's thighs. Those brawny thigh bred into her by unnumerable sire astride hogback. She was the miserly of the three. Her pussy musculus flexed and tugged at my humanness, milking me into a third going as I thrust deep into her volcanic Interior. She looped her ankles around my ass and help slam my hips into hers, riding me and urging me on. As I let go my final tone ending, she screamed a guttural cry of triumph and pleasure ; the warrior's cry of triumph. The four of us collapsed in a heap of spend flesh.

down in the mill below, the production of nanobots programmed to get over the worldly concern continued without abatement. I knew I would have to do something and soon. Rick Cheney was in no stipulation to do anything to forefend the annihilation of the human race. The original Dr. David was likewise out of commission.

"It's time to send for in your leadership squad,"I finally said to my look-alike."I feel fourth dimension is running out."

"You are probably right. My calculation res publica we have about four and a half hours."

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

"Of course of study they will be David. Just as I planned."He smiled a satisfied 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 early nanobots ; they were mimicking the archetype breed and being controlled by the original Saint David.

The puppet schoolmaster had tied his train to me .