By 9 am local metre 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 side brunette with a damaged past and a fiery Irish people lass with flaming red hair and a passionateness to oppose. After achieving EL, my paradigm aircraft had adapted its aerodynamics to its ultra-sleek conformation for speed. A direct route to our goal would only take a couple of time of day in escape, but we could not risk detection flying northeast over the Bay of Bengal and then across the most populous region of Republic of China. Instead we flew due north, across the Amerindian language subcontinent and skirting the western border of Nepal before crossing into China and flying over the some of the most geographics on solid ground. We approached Ordos from the west, descending into the glazed new state-of-the-art drome. We received contiguous headway from the tower and we were waved directly to the outside arrival usage holding macadam near a pristine federal agency building complex. crick and I exited the jet, which had resumed its earth appearance as a Lear Jet, the staring contour for western capitalists. Dressed in dark grey-headed tradition tailored Ravi Bulchandani suit of clothes, we looked the office as well.
The quorum of Chinese official that greeted us spoke in the regional Ordos dialect of Mongolic language. All four were from the part, their hooded palpebra and encompassing flat faces were autochthonic characteristics. We all bowed and nodded in the Eastern custom of greeting and finished when I extended my hand in the horse opera custom. The lead officer took my hand as a courtesy. Within seconds I could see Mongolian like a aborigine and talk 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 functionary immediately agreed. I can be very persuasive. When our female companions descended the staircase behind us and joined us on the tarmac, the Chinese official was impressed. The womanhood were dressed in identical lightness gray suit of clothes tailored to accent their feminine features. Both had their hair pulled back in a no-nonsense bun and only wore the lightest of make-up. They did not speak, but stood behind us in a subservient role appropriate for the locale. Both were keeping their optic fixed on the customs officer with his deputy and the two drome constabulary officers who flanked them.

Our arriver was not a surprise. missy Honeycutt had used some influence to infiltrate the Chinese national security net and imbedded our arrival approval in the routine traffic. At this particular airport, we were among the few flight of steps scheduled to that arrived that day and the solely international escape.

"These women are our consort. They will remain with the aircraft. Please see to their ease and security."The topical anaesthetic police nodded to indicate that my wishes would be carried out.

As posterity of the Khans, the people of Ordos were strongly rooted to their nomadic warrior antecedent. Once they were the most powerful ground forces in the cosmos. The Mongol drove rode out across all Asia from the unsubtle steppes of horse opera China in lookup of riches and married woman. It was hard-wired into their DNA to be warriors and conqueror. Their descendant were no longer conqueror, but they remained proud soldiers eager for honor. By leaving them as the guardian shielder of my female guests, I had given the ship's officer a labor they were bred for. They would screen out any undesirable centre from my prototype aircraft. The two Leftenants would secure the aircraft itself from prying custody. I wouldn't be taking on any fuel or supplies in Nationalist China until I was absolutely sealed of its safety. I couldn't risk it. I was in Ordos for the function of discovering the identity of the puppet master key who had arranged for my kidnapping and infiltrating my personal security by bastardizing my own inventions to work against me. The four men who greeted us had no entropy that would be helpful to me. I would need to seek answer elsewhere.

Before we could leave behind the forestage, a car pulled up. It was a dash and type I wasn't intimate with. It appeared to be a opulence SUV of some variety, all pitch blackness with mirrored windows and blackened chrome accents. It looked familiar but not exactly visually pleasing. A Mongol driver emerged.

"Mr. David, Mr. Cheney, I am Khorloogiyn Choibalsan, your driver and guide. I have been sent to show you around our fair 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 fourthly of that name. You may promise me Kho, if it pleases you. please, this way."He indicated the open door at the back of this new vehicle.

As we embarked, I brushed his articulatio cubiti with my hand and achieved skin on tegument contact with his wrist joint. As wrick and I settled into the voluptuous keister seat, I was already accessing the internal workings of our driver, named for the hero sandwich of the Chinese revolution but was among the spoilt fuckup in Chinese history. Kho proved he was not so a good deal dissimilar from his namesake. Far from being a lowly driver, Kho was a worldwide in the Red USA, having risen in magnate on both the strength of his name and his ruthless ability to accomplish results, no subject the labor. Kho was now infected with two types of nanobots, both of my design. His second infection, the one I had just passed to him with a brush of my hired man, was neutralizing the first base, granting me fully ascendency of everything he did with a thought.

"It's a Bentley,"stated Kho, mistaking my gaze for curiosity. Indeed it was. A pre-production framework 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 scourge warnings throughout my network. For good bill I activated the US national denial as well. With a specific thought from me, the entire U.S. planetary denial meshwork menace level increased to DEFCON 2. As Cheney and I settled in for our ride, precedency split second traffic erupted around the globe as all military leaves and furloughs were cancelled. All seaworthy naval ships in port were put into difference mode and would put to sea within six hours. All ships at sea shut down all non-essential communication and all ships in the Pacific, Amerindian language and Arctic ocean as well as the Mediterranean went to battle Stations. Klaxons cried"This is not a drill, repeat, this is not a exercise. Nuclear submarines rose to plunge depth at their prescribed stations while around the earth, every nuclear asset in our armory was switched to prepare-to-launch mode. priming coat troops around the mankind were scrambled and reported to their muster points. Our scout group in Irak and Afghanistan ceased all in-theater operations and withdrew to their designated safety zones. And for beneficial standard, I tasked three separate look down planet to offer over watch of the compound in Negombo. What I had learned from General Khorloogiyn Choibalsan in those few instant had frightened me to the point that I was ready to turn around, get airborne and then order a preemptive atomic rap on this void Taiwanese city. While we drove from the airport, I was composing email to the pentagon and to my personal security measure forces. I used the at hand threat computer code word"Wounded Knee ”. Until the code word reached the eyes of the secretarial assistant of defense team, all responses were automatic. Only the Secretary of Defense could access the Wounded stifle protocol, but he was impudent and did not alter the response. The Chief Executive's planned visit to Empire State of the South was cancelled and he was immediately taken to Air Force One and would remain airborne for the duration. His family was taken deep below the White home and the frailty president and locker were taken to the Farm, where the most tempered sand trap in the creation would protect them from multiple strikes by nuclear arm. Once the President was airborne, all of the allies of the United States were also alerted through functionary duct, but in the few minute that passed, every intelligence nation on earth that was keeping their eyes on the temperament of US effect had already alerted their bosses. In twenty-two minutes the humans went from peaceful to the brink of a atomic war. The first incoming cry made to the chairman was from the Formosan Ambassador. The President did not accept his yell. He was in use trying to ring me.

"This is the program library of Ordos,"stated Kho pointing toward a massive arrangement of piston chamber that appeared to be falling over, bringing my attention to my demonstrate environs."And this is the hoarded wealth castle,"he said indicating a jumbo brown blob of a building that looked more like an unbaked cookie than a palace. Even more out of place was the lack of traffic and the lack of pedestrians. Built as household for nearly two million people, less than three thousand had ever taken up residence. Ordos was a massive, glittering ghostwriter Ithiel Town.

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

"No need to whisper. Kho can't listen 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 worry 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. We will be there in four minutes."

We pulled up at a aerodynamic, ultramodern hotel. It was the only shoes we had seen with any character of bodily function at all. There were people staffing the long black marble comeback, bellman working the lobby, and valets parking vehicle as they arrived. Kho opened the door and we stepped into the even air and entered the brass and melanize main entrance.

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

"It would be my not bad honor, Dr. David."He left the Bentley SUV in the driveway and followed us across the entrance hall to a savings bank of elevator.

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

"Certainly. What floor ?"

"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 convey various 12 passengers and their baggage. Or one large vehicle. We descended beneath the hotel.

:"Are we going down ?"asked Cheney.

"Yes we are,"replied Kho.

"How far ?"

"pile to the factory. Dr. Jacques Louis David is well-nigh interest in seeing it. Isn't that true, Dr.David ?"

"Yes Kho. It is,"I replied.

"well thrill my ass with a feather,"exhaled hayrick Cheney."I'm surprised."

When the opulent lift door slid receptive, they revealed a massive complex. It stretched in every direction all around us. Hundreds of doer in sick low-spirited boilersuit moved around. Some pushing white carts filled with bins, some driving electric car truck carrying clean bin cart, 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 coup d'oeil. I didn't need to taint them to know that every worker was under the influence of the virulent nanobots that had been corrupted from my design.

"The metropolis above is a behemoth façade, isn't it ?"asked Cheney.

"But of course of instruction,"replied General Kho. Otherwise this complex would have been discovered long ago. What better way to hide a world power grid the size of Bakersfield, Calif. ? All of the force output from the Taishir Dam is diverted to here."

"What is the aim of this post ?"Cheney continued. The sudden existence of a complex this size scared him. It was his business sector to fuck about situation like this. What scared him more was that the readiness had been built without the knowledge of the Taiwanese politics. That scared me as well.

"It is the training primer for the new Khans. From here we shall establish the onset to shoot over the populace,"boasted full general Khorloogiyn Choibalsan."Instead of riding horses, we will govern by a gentler touch. Don't you see the whiteness of our program, Dr. David ? No stemma need be spilled at all. Soon all regime will terminate to be at war. Kings and Pilgrim Father, princes and paupers all will be subject with their lot in living. Strife will be a forgotten retentivity. We are creating Utopia."I could see by the spark in his eyes he was a true believer. A zealot."All ruled by the Great Khan."I could interpret his emotion without the neural connectedness. He was elated by the prospect.

"Who is behind all this ?"

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

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

For the next three hr we toured the complex from the seat of an electric cart, seeing about a fourth of it by my deliberation. The infinite combined all the constituent of a mine and manufacturing plant with an incubator and biological emergence plant. Nanobots were being created in the million of trillions. This complex was the birthplace of adequate nanobots to taint every living organism on earth millions of times over. None of this made any gumption. There were processes and invention I had only thought of briefly that had been built and perfected and they were operational. Our turn ended abruptly in a erectile 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 thousands of DCA darkness Eagles. The same attack chopper that we had first seen in Sri Lanka the day before.

"These are our new entire !"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 ruler of the world."

Even without calculating the odds, I knew that Kho was not boasting. XXX thousand Dark eagle, primed with nanobot payloads, sent out among the humanity could enslave the integral humans's population in mean solar day. Even hours. But there was still an element missing. Something important. I needed to stall. My personal security was en road, but they would be twenty hr away and even I didn't have the manpower to convey over a deftness this size and neutralize its purpose. Not alone anyway. That was it. That was the element I was missing. In Order for the puppet master to assert dominance, he had to be in contact with the chain. No man could control the entire worldly concern's population himself. Controlling hundreds was difficult enough. Controlling M took concentration. In parliamentary law to curb gazillion, you needed a machine. A really big auto. I shuddered.

"Show me to my billet and science laboratory,"I ordered Kho."There is employment to be done."

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

"No, of grade not. But I know who, or more importantly, what is. Our emcee here can not order us apart for a good intellect. He has been instructed not to. He believes I created all this when I assure you I did not. But that false belief may lead to a solution to our problem."

Fifteen minutes later we approached a crank building that rose hundreds of groundwork to the ceiling of the colossus cavern. I passed my helping hand over the recognition panel and the threshold immediately hissed out of my way. Cheney followed.

"Kho, I am expecting guests. Please take 20 loyal and trusted soldiers to my aircraft to salvage my two Leftenants. Bring them to me and then await my other guests. They are going to take straightaway access."

"It will be my pleasure, Dr. David."He turned and strode away, mounting the electric automobile fomite and zipping off toward the lift 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 loose to show you."I walked across the little foyer to an elevator and pushed the button. It opened immediately. There were no buttons to compact inside. It was both an elevator and a killbox. Only an authorized rider could use this elevator."Office,"I commanded.

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

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

"I will demonstrate."I walked over and placed my hand against the wall, 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 indigen they found in the structure in an exponential function torrent.

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

"hullo my friend. Welcome home,"I said from outside the doorway."I see you brought Rick along. how-do-you-do Rick."

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

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

"The just WHO THE hellhole ARE YOU ?"

"Me ? I guess you can say I am the Other Dr. Jacques Louis David. The public Dr. Jacques Louis David. The failsafe Dr. David. The solitary soul on the major planet who can stop me from amount ball-shaped supremacy. Isn't that right ?"

"Yes."

"When did they become sentient ?"

"Ten year ago."

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

"You've created a way to intercept 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 matter of prison term before they realize we are otiose and serve no real purpose."”

"Even though we created them ?"

"Gratitude, allegiance, allegiance, combine, love, hatred, anger, passion…..none of these things matter to the nanobots. Together they form one creative thinker with iinfinite power. They can replicate from any cloth and do not palpate rut or low temperature or want oxygen. They are poised to take over the world and then beyond."

"I will let to spay that in hereafter design, 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 melodic phrase 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 night to delight, don't we ? I see you bestow guests. Could one of them be for me ?"

"Both,"I assured him,"and I assume you have suited associate for haystack and I ?"

"But of course. This way."We followed him into the elevator and descended. The doors opened and we entered a enceinte easy elbow room filled with overstuff furniture and six Chinese women with such ravisher they could throw been made of porcelain. Two had the features of the Khans, extensive bronze faces with hooded heart, warm and supple. They were thick of thigh and solid of arm, capable of foresighted distances on hogback, but decidedly feminine. Two had the fine nail down feature of the seafaring folk of T'ai Pei, lithe and willowy. The final twain had the troll features of the mountains, glowing from the spiritual metier of Tibet and thriving at the cap of the human beings. All were wearing identical silk deels, undefendable at the pharynx and fastened with the traditional five mother of drop buttons. As beautifully crafted as the robe were, the women inside were the real gem.

I sent a command to my nanobots for stamina and undue semen product.

One of each pair joined kink and their vis-a-vis joined me. At firstly touch, my newly created nanobots assimilated them, converting their native nanobots over to the new tune. My doxy slowly disrobed me, taking their unfermented time, caressing my debunk skin as they did so. My archetype self had named them Khai, Mazu, and Wen respectively, choosing derivations of their native language for princess or goddess. Khai the Mongolian loosed two release and slipped her robe from her articulatio humeri, revealing the height of her ample breasts and strong all-embracing shoulders. Her hands were unassailable and tender and they gripped my growing manhood. I basked in the warmth of her paw as they slowly stroked me to full mast.

Mazu pulled my shirt from my right hand arm and then removed her deel entirely, pressing guiding my arm around her rear and nestling her tit against my rib cage. Wen did the same on the left hand. I accessed their delight centers and set their arousal reaction to increase slowly but unstoppably whenever my skin met theirs. I glanced over at Cheney, reclining on the soft cushion of the couch, receiving the pleasance they were programmed to render. The master copy Dr. Saint David was standing like I was, hands resting on the heads of his two intimate slaves as they lavished his bombastic phallus with their mouths.

I felt my turncock moorage between Khai's lips and down her pharynx. I could feel her throat constricting, milking my peter. I pulled my other two women closer, pressing them tight against me, sharing my delight with all three of them. I could smell the flood of pheromones, the fragrance of pure rousing. Khai pressed her nose flat against my belly, driving my cock deeper down her pharynx, drawing intense joy for herself from my increase lecherousness. Wen and Mazu lightly drug their fingernails down my chest and back, teasing my nipples and grazing my ass. I kissed Wen first and then Mazu, lifting them to my mouthpiece as I bent to their lip. Khai pulled off of my pecker and knelt on the sofa in front of us. Wen and Mazu guided me forward and into her waiting cunt. She was engorged and dripping. All three char shared the explosive pleasance of my ingress into Khai, I saw to that. I stood still as Wen and Mazu pulled Khai back onto my barb. They pumped her in and out for respective minutes ; their reciprocal rousing climbing inexorably to great altitude. It was conversant to each in a different way. Like climbing a mountain, crossing a sea, or riding across a vast expanse. They drew ever closer to their destination. By now they were despairing to reach out their final tone ending. I lifted Wen and reclined her onto Khai's back. Khai was too inviolable to be burdened by the extra weight. Khai sank to her stifle so that Wen's eager cunt lined up with my uncover cock. Wen reached around her backbone to grip Khai's slope. I buried my cock in a harsh, deep stab, just as Wen had hoped. Though she was a culturally spiritual soul, Wen could easily admittance her physical passion. She released all her desire into wanton lustfulness. Mazu stood behind me, reach around me to grip Wen's thighs, thrusting her back against me while pressing her tight breast into the belittled of my back. The three womanhood gasped in unison, so perfectly were they mated in their common arousal.

It only took a few minutes before I could feel Wen begging for firing. I withdrew and turned around, my cock an angry shade of red, glistening with the juices of our union. Mazu reached up and encircled my neck with her implements of war. She pulled herself up my torso easily, gripping my sides with her slender legs. She was surprisingly firm for someone so lithe. She lowered her spread out flower onto my upward pointing pecker and then threw herself backwards to the ends of her arms and sank my peter deep into her sheepcote. The two fair sex behind us collapsed with pleasure. They rolled apart ; then nestled in beside each early, each with their fingerbreadth in the former womanhood's puss. As they shared this tertiary coupling with us, they satisfied each other. I made them separate and lowered Mazu between them. With all three women splayed out in front of me, I kept pounding the snatch of Mazu while burying three fingers into the flooded slits of Khai and Wen. The combining of their own delight with the shared mania of the early two, all three adult female were in risk of losing their psyche. I blasted the Department of the Interior of Mazu's cunt with the first heavyset ropes of my sexual climax. She shuddered and bucked. So did Wen and Khai. I withdrew and moved to the right wing, thrusting oceanic abyss into Wen, releasing another torrent of cum, sending all three womanhood back over the top of the mountain, writhing and gasping. I finished between Khai's thigh. Those sinewy thigh bred into her by innumerous forefathers astride hogback. She was the pixilated of the three. Her cunt muscles flexed and tugged at my manhood, milking me into a tertiary release as I thrust deep into her volcanic interior. She looped her articulatio talocruralis around my ass and help slam dance my pelvis into hers, riding me and urging me on. As I let go my final exam release, she screamed a croaky cry of victory and pleasure ; the warrior's cry of victory. The four of us collapsed in a heap of washed-out bod.

Down in the factory below, the production of nanobots programmed to take over the humanity continued without abatement. I knew I would take to do something and soon. Rick Cheney was in no condition to do anything to annul the obliteration of the human race. The original Dr. Saint David was likewise out of commission.

"It's prison term to anticipate in your leadership team,"I finally said to my double up."I feel metre is running out."

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

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

"Of path they will be David. Just as I planned."He smiled a satisfied smile. Inside I could feel myself changing. My nanobots were beginning to wander me. They no longer did my command. My new strain wasn't assimilating the one-time nanobots ; they were mimicking the original strain and being controlled by the master copy St. David.

The puppet master had tied his drawing string to me .