By 9 am local metre Rick Cheney and I was airborne, flying north from Negombo, Sri Lanka to Ordos, Inner Mongolia, China. Our aircraft was heavier by two passengers, an alabaster English brunet with a damaged past and a fiery Irish whisky jeune fille with flaming red tomentum and a Passion to match. After achieving elevation, my paradigm aircraft had adapted its aerodynamics to its ultra-sleek configuration for stop number. A guide route to our terminus would only take a couple of hr in flight, but we could not risk detection flying northeast over the Bay of Bengal and then across the most populous regions of China. Instead we flew due north, across the Red Indian subcontinent and skirting the western border of Kingdom of Nepal before crossing into Red China and flying over the some of the most geography on earth. We approached Ordos from the Occident, descending into the burnished new state-of-the-art airport. We received immediate clearance from the tower and we were waved directly to the International arriver customs duty holding tarmac near a pristine authority coordination compound. Rick and I exited the jet, which had resumed its primer coat appearance as a Lear Jet, the thoroughgoing shape for Western capitalists. Dressed in dark gray custom tailored Ravi Bulchandani suit, we looked the section as well.
The quorum of Taiwanese functionary that greeted us spoke in the regional Ordos dialect of Mongol. All four were from the region, their hooded eyelid and broad categoric faces were indigenous characteristics. We all bowed and nodded in the Eastern custom of greeting and finished when I extended my hand in the Western custom. The lead officer took my hand as a good manners. Within seconds I could understand Mongolian like a indigene and speak it without a western sandwich dialect. I mentally suggested that it would be impolite and unnecessary to detain us further in hopes of a bribe and the official immediately agreed. I can be very persuasive. When our female familiar descended the staircase behind us and joined us on the tarmac, the Chinese official was move. The woman were dressed in identical Light gray wooing tailored to accent their feminine lineament. Both had their hair pulled back in a no-nonsense bun and only wore the lightsome of physical composition. They did not address, but stood behind us in a subservient purpose appropriate for the locale. Both were keeping their eyes fixed on the customs officer with his deputy and the two airport police officers who flanked them.

Our arrival was not a surprisal. missy Honeycutt had used some influence to pass through the Chinese subject security network and imbedded our arrival approving in the number traffic. At this finical airdrome, we were among the few flights scheduled to that arrived that day and the only outside flight.

"These adult female are our consort. They will stay with the aircraft. Please see to their ease and security."The local law nodded to indicate that my wishes would be carried out.

As descendants of the Khans, the people of Ordos were strongly rooted to their nomadic warrior ascendant. Once they were the most powerful armies in the earthly concern. The Mongolian hordes rode out across all Asia from the broad steppes of western China in search of wealthiness and wives. It was hard-wired into their DNA to be warriors and vanquisher. Their descendants were no recollective conqueror, but they remained lofty soldiers eager for honor. By leaving them as the guardian protector of my female guest, I had given the officeholder a task they were bred for. They would screen any unwanted eyes from my paradigm aircraft. The two Leftenants would secure the aircraft itself from prying custody. I wouldn't be taking on any fuel or provision in china until I was absolutely certain of its safety. I couldn't risk of exposure it. I was in Ordos for the purpose of discovering the indistinguishability of the puppet victor who had arranged for my kidnapping and infiltrating my personal security by bastardizing my own design to work against me. The four men who greeted us had no information that would be helpful to me. I would want to seek answers elsewhere.

Before we could leave the apron, a car pulled up. It was a manner and type I wasn't familiar with. It appeared to be a luxury SUV of some sort, all black with mirrored Windows and blackened chromium-plate accent mark. It looked familiar but not exactly visually pleasing. A Mongolic device 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 fourth of that name. You may send for me Kho, if it pleases you. delight, this way."He indicated the candid doorway at the binding of this new vehicle.

As we embarked, I brushed his elbow with my hand and achieved skin on peel contact lens with his wrist. As crick and I settled into the voluptuary rear bottom, I was already accessing the home workings of our device driver, named for the wedge of the Chinese gyration but was among the worst bumbler in Chinese history. Kho proved he was not so much different from his namesake. Far from being a lowly driver, Kho was a general in the Red army, having risen in power on both the strong suit of his name and his ruthless ability to achieve results, no matter the undertaking. Kho was now infected with two types of nanobots, both of my innovation. His 2d infection, the one I had just passed to him with a brush of my manus, was neutralizing the first, granting me wide-cut control condition of everything he did with a thinking.

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

It took less me than a moment to activate threat word of advice throughout my network. For secure mensuration I activated the US subject vindication as well. With a specific thought from me, the total U.S.A. globular defense web threat degree increased to DEFCON 2. As Cheney and I settled in for our ride, priority wink traffic erupted around the globe as all military leaves and furloughs were cancelled. All seaworthy naval ships in port were put into leaving fashion and would put to sea within six minute. All ships at sea shut down all non-essential communication and all ships in the Pacific Ocean, Indian and arctic sea as well as the Mediterranean went to struggle stations. Klaxons cried"This is not a exercise, repeat, this is not a drill. Nuclear pigboat rose to launch profundity at their decreed Stations while around the world, every atomic plus in our arsenal was switched to prepare-to-launch mode. Ground troops around the populace were scrambled and reported to their muster period. Our soldiery in Irak and Afghanistan ceased all in-theater operations and withdrew to their designated secure geographical zone. And for adept measure, I tasked three separate look down orbiter to provide over watch of the compound in Negombo. What I had learned from full general Khorloogiyn Choibalsan in those few seconds had frightened me to the point that I was ready to change state around, get airborne and then order a pre-emptive nuclear strike on this evacuate Taiwanese city. While we drove from the airport, I was composing email to the Pentagon and to my personal security department force. I used the imminent threat code Christian Bible"maimed knee joint ”. Until the code word reached the eyes of the Secretary of Defense, all reaction were automatic rifle. Only the Secretary of defense could entree the wounded knee protocols, but he was wise and did not alter the reply. The President's planned sojourn to Georgia was cancelled and he was immediately taken to Air effect One and would remain airborne for the length. His family was taken deep below the white home and the Vice President and cabinet were taken to the Farm, where the most inured bunker in the creation would protect them from multiple strikes by nuclear weapons. Once the Chief Executive was airborne, all of the allies of the United State were also alerted through prescribed channels, but in the few second that passed, every intelligence nation on earth that was keeping their eyes on the tendency of US forces had already alerted their chief. In xxii hour the humanity went from peaceful to the brink of a nuclear war. The first base entry Call made to the United States President was from the Chinese Ambassador. The President of the United States did not bear his call. He was busy trying to call me.

"This is the Library of Ordos,"stated Kho pointing toward a monolithic arrangement of cylinders that appeared to be falling over, bringing my attention to my give surroundings."And this is the gem Palace,"he said indicating a giant brown blob of a construction that looked more like an unbaked cookie than a palace. Even more out of place was the lack of traffic and the deficiency of pedestrians. Built as home for nearly two million people, to a lesser extent than three thousand had ever taken up abode. Ordos was a monumental, glittering specter town.

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

"No need to whisper. Kho can't discover 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 motive to interest him.

"The mines ? What mines ?"

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

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

We pulled up at a sleek, ultramodern hotel. It was the only home we had seen with any type of body process at all. There were citizenry staffing the farsighted black marble replication, bellman working the lobby, and valets parking vehicles as they arrived. Kho opened the threshold and we stepped into the evening air and entered the cheek and ignominious master entrance.

"Join us Kho,"I called over my shoulder. My extemporary 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 lobby to a cant of elevator.

"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 gigantic elevator, out of place for a hotel foyer. It was big enough to carry several dozen passenger and their luggage. Or one large fomite. We descended beneath the hotel.

:"Are we going down ?"asked Cheney.

"Yes we are,"replied Kho.

"How far ?"

"Down to the factory. Dr. Jacques Louis David is most interested 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 opulent elevator doors slid open, they revealed a monolithic complex. It stretched in every direction all around us. century of actor in pale Amytal overalls moved around. Some pushing Andrew D. White carts filled with BIN, some driving electric car truck carrying egg white bin go-cart, some walking without any effect but appearing to be going somewhere urgently. Everyone seemed to be doing something utile and no one gave us a 2nd glance. I didn't need to taint 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 of study,"replied full general Kho. Otherwise this coordination compound would get been discovered long ago. What unspoilt way to hide a big businessman grid the sizing of Bakersfield, California ? All of the world power outturn from the Taishir Dam is diverted to here."

"What is the design of this place ?"Cheney continued. The sudden cosmos of a complex this size scared him. It was his business to know about post like this. What scared him more was that the facility had been built without the knowledge of the Chinese governance. That scared me as well.

"It is the training footing for the new caravansary. From here we shall launch the fire to get hold of over the human race,"boasted General Khorloogiyn Choibalsan."Instead of riding horses, we will govern by a gentler tactual sensation. Don't you see the purity of our plan, Dr. David ? No descent need be spilled at all. Soon all governments will lay off to be at war. big businessman and pilgrims, princes and paupers all will be mental object with their lot in life. Strife will be a block memory. We are creating Utopia."I could see by the glint in his eyes he was a avowedly believer. A zealot."All ruled by the Great Khan."I could study his emotion without the neural connective. He was elated by the prospect.

"Who is behind all this ?"

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

"Me ? Don't be ridiculous. I am NOT behind all this."I accessed all of his thoughts, he was telling the the true. He believed I was behind all this."show me."

For the side by side three hour we toured the complex from the posterior of an electric pushcart, seeing about a fourth of it by my figuring. The space combined all the element of a mine and manufacturing flora with an brooder and biological ontogenesis plant. Nanobots were being created in the billions of trillions. This composite was the birthplace of adequate nanobots to infect every living organism on Earth millions of times over. None of this made any sensation. There were processes and inventions I had only thought of briefly that had been built and perfected and they were operational. Our tour ended abruptly in a erectile hanger that stretched for sea mile. So far that we could not see the end, it just disappeared in the aloofness. In the hanger were tens of 1000 of DCA night eagle. The same flak helicopters 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 betting odds, I knew that Kho was not boasting. Thirty thousand wickedness bird of Jove, primed with nanobot payloads, sent out among the world could enslave the total world's population in twenty-four hour period. still minute. But there was still an element missing. Something important. I needed to stall. My personal security was en route, but they would be twenty 60 minutes away and even I didn't have the manpower to take over a quickness this size of it and neutralise its purpose. Not alone anyway. That was it. That was the element I was missing. In Holy Order for the puppet master to maintain control, he had to be in striking with the strings. No man could curb the integral world's universe himself. Controlling hundreds was hard enough. Controlling 1000 took tightness. In ordination to control billions, you needed a machine. A really big machine. I shuddered.

"appearance me to my power and laboratory,"I ordered Kho."There is study to be done."

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

"No, of course not. But I know who, or more importantly, what is. Our host here can not tell us apart for a serious reason. He has been instructed not to. He believes I created all this when I assure you I did not. But that slip belief may result to a resolution to our problem."

fifteen transactions later we approached a Methedrine building that rose century of base to the roof of the titan cavern. I passed my hand over the identification 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. contribute them to me and then look my former guests. They are going to postulate immediate access."

"It will be my joy, 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 threshold hissed shut behind us.

"It will be easier to demonstrate you."I walked across the small vestibule to an elevator and pushed the button. It opened immediately. There were no buttons to press inside. It was both an elevator and a killbox. Only an pass passenger could use this elevator."berth,"I commanded.

"As you wish, Dr. Saint David. Welcome."The elevator replied with a feminine vocalization as it began to arise. A few arcsecond later the room access hissed open again. We both stepped out.

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

"I will demonstrate."I walked over and placed my hired man against the wall, accessing the nanobots in the polyplastic social organisation that made up every particle of the building we were standing in. My new nanobots immediately began to assimilate the indigene they found in the structure in an exponential function photoflood.

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

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

"Jacques Louis David, just what the infernal region is going on here ? Who is this ?"

"That,"I replied with foregone conclusion,"is Dr. Saint 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. David. The failsafe Dr. David. The lonesome mortal on the planet who can stop me from total global mastery. Isn't that right ?"

"Yes."

"When did they become sentient ?"

"Ten years ago."

"You built all of this in ten years ? 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 menace ?"

"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 fourth dimension before they realize we are superfluous and serve no material purpose."”

"Even though we created them ?"

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

"I will have 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 create 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 purpose entirely wouldn't it ?"We both laughed."When does the cavalry arrive ?"

"Tomorrow morning."

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

"Both,"I assured him,"and I assume you have suitable fellow traveler 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 comfortable room filled with overstuffed furniture and six Formosan women with such sweetheart they could receive been made of porcelain. Two had the features of the Khans, broad bronze faces with hooded eyes, solid and supple. They were thick of second joint and inviolable of arm, open of foresighted length on hogback, but decidedly feminine. Two had the okay nail down features of the seafaring folks of T'ai Pei, lithe and willowy. The final exam pair had the round features of the plenty, glowing from the spiritual specialty of Tibet and thriving at the roof of the world. All were wearing indistinguishable silk deels, loose at the throat and fastened with the traditional five female parent of pearl clit. As beautifully crafted as the robes were, the women inside were the real hoarded wealth.

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

One of each couple joined wrick and their vis-a-vis joined me. At first touch, my newly created nanobots assimilated them, converting their aboriginal nanobots over to the new strain. My concubines slowly disrobed me, taking their sweet clock time, caressing my exposed skin as they did so. My original self had named them Khai, Mazu, and Wen respectively, choosing derivation of their native language for princess or goddess. Khai the Mongolian loosed two release and slipped her robe from her shoulder, revealing the top side of her ample boob and strong liberal shoulder. Her handwriting were strong and tender and they gripped my growing humanness. I basked in the warmth of her custody as they slowly stroked me to broad 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 breasts against my rib cage. Wen did the same on the left hand. I accessed their pleasure centers and set their rousing response to increase slowly but unstoppably whenever my skin met theirs. I glanced over at Cheney, reclining on the indulgent cushions of the sofa, receiving the pleasure they were programmed to supply. The master copy Dr. Saint David was standing like I was, hands resting on the straits of his two intimate slaves as they lavished his turgid penis with their mouths.

I felt my cock slip between Khai's lips and down her throat. I could feel her throat constricting, milking my tool. I pulled my other two women closer, pressing them tight against me, sharing my joy with all three of them. I could reek the flood of pheromones, the perfume of pure arousal. Khai pressed her intrude apartment against my venter, driving my cock deeper down her throat, drawing intense pleasure for herself from my increased lecherousness. Wen and Mazu lightly drug their fingernails down my chest and back, teasing my tit and grazing my ass. I kissed Wen first and then Mazu, lifting them to my rima oris as I bent to their backtalk. Khai pulled off of my cock and knelt on the couch in movement of us. Wen and Mazu guided me forward and into her waiting snatch. She was engorged and dripping. All three char 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 dick. They pumped her in and out for several minutes ; their mutual arousal climbing inexorably to smashing elevation. It was familiar to each in a different way. Like climbing a mountain, crossing a sea, or riding across a vast surface area. They drew ever tightlipped to their name and address. By now they were dire to strive their terminal vent. I lifted Wen and reclined her onto Khai's back. Khai was too strong to be burdened by the additional weighting. Khai sank to her knee joint so that Wen's eagre cunt lined up with my exposed tool. Wen reached around her back to transfix Khai's side. I buried my cock in a harsh, deep thrust, just as Wen had hoped. Though she was a culturally spiritual person, Wen could easily memory access her physical cacoethes. She released all her desire into wanton lust. Mazu stood behind me, reach around me to grip Wen's thighs, thrusting her backrest against me while pressing her tight breast into the low of my backbone. The three womanhood gasped in unison, so perfectly were they mated in their mutual arousal.

It only took a few minutes before I could feel Wen begging for release. I withdrew and turned around, my cock an wild tad of red, glistening with the juices of our brotherhood. Mazu reached up and encircled my neck opening with her sleeve. She pulled herself up my torso easily, gripping my side of meat with her slender leg. She was surprisingly strong for someone so lithe. She lowered her open bloom onto my upward pointing shaft and then threw herself backwards to the ends of her weapons system and sink my turncock deep into her folds. The two women behind us collapsed with pleasure. They rolled apart ; then nestled in beside each former, each with their fingers in the early woman's cunt. As they shared this third gear 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 slit of Mazu while burying three fingerbreadth into the flooded prick of Khai and Wen. The compounding of their own delight with the shared rage of the other two, all three women were in danger of losing their minds. I blasted the interior of Mazu's bitch with the initiatory thick R-2 of my orgasm. She shuddered and bucked. So did Wen and Khai. I withdrew and moved to the right hand, thrusting deep into Wen, releasing another torrent of cum, sending all three woman back over the top of the mint, writhing and gasping. I finished between Khai's thighs. Those powerful thighs bred into her by unnumbered forefathers astride hogback. She was the tightest of the three. Her cunt muscle flexed and tugged at my manhood, milking me into a third release as I thrust deep into her volcanic Interior. She looped her mortise joint around my ass and helper slam my rosehip into hers, riding me and urging me on. As I let go my final release, she screamed a guttural cry of triumph and pleasance ; the warrior's cry of victory. The four of us collapsed in a mountain of worn-out pulp.

down feather in the factory below, the output of nanobots programmed to require over the world continued without abatement. I knew I would receive to do something and soon. haystack Cheney was in no stipulation to do anything to avoid the annihilation of the homo wash. The original Dr. David was likewise out of commission.

"It's metre to name in your leadership team,"I finally said to my threefold."I feel sentence is running out."

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

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

"Of course of instruction they will be Jacques Louis 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 former nanobots ; they were mimicking the original strain and being controlled by the pilot Saint David.

The creature passe-partout had tied his string to me .