By 9 am local anesthetic time wrick Cheney and I was airborne, flying north from Negombo, Sri Lanka to Ordos, Inner Outer Mongolia, mainland China. Our aircraft was heavier by two passenger, an alabaster English brunette with a damaged past times and a fiery Irish lass with flaming red hair and a mania to match. After achieving altitude, my image aircraft had adapted its aerodynamics to its ultra-sleek conformation for swiftness. A channelise route to our destination would only train a couple of hour in flight, but we could not risk detection flying northeast over the Bay of Bengal and then across the most populous realm of Nationalist China. Instead we flew due north, across the Amerind subcontinent and skirting the Western border of Kingdom of Nepal before crossing into China and flying over the some of the most geographics on earth. We approached Ordos from the due west, descending into the shiny new state-of-the-art airport. We received immediate headway from the tower and we were waved directly to the external reaching usage holding macadam near a pristine office complex. Rick and I exited the jet, which had resumed its ground appearance as a Lear Jet, the perfect form for western sandwich capitalists. Dressed in dark greyish custom tailored Ravi Bulchandani suits, we looked the section as well.
The quorum of Chinese official that greeted us spoke in the regional Ordos dialect of Mongolian. All four were from the area, their hooded lid and tolerant flat faces were indigenous characteristic. We all bowed and nodded in the Eastern custom of greeting and finished when I extended my hand in the western custom. The pass officer took my script as a courtesy. Within seconds I could understand Mongolian like a native and verbalize it without a western idiom. I mentally suggested that it would be impolite and unnecessary to delay 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 impressed. The women were dressed in superposable Light gray suits tailored to accent their feminine features. Both had their hairsbreadth pulled back in a no-nonsense bun and only wore the lightest of composition. They did not speak, but stood behind us in a subservient office appropriate for the locale. Both were keeping their center fixed on the custom officeholder with his deputy and the two airport constabulary ship's officer who flanked them.

Our reaching was not a surprise. young woman Honeycutt had used some influence to infiltrate the Chinese national security network and imbedded our arrival approval in the everyday traffic. At this particular airdrome, we were among the few flying scheduled to that arrived that day and the simply outside flight of stairs.

"These women are our choir. They will continue with the aircraft. Please see to their comfort and security."The local anaesthetic police nodded to indicate that my wishes would be carried out.

As descendants of the caravan inn, the people of Ordos were strongly rooted to their nomadic warrior ascendent. Once they were the most sinewy armies in the earthly concern. The Mongol hordes rode out across all Asia from the blanket steppes of western Cathay in lookup of riches and wife. It was hard-wired into their DNA to be warriors and conqueror. Their descendants were no foresighted conquerors, but they remained proud soldiers eager for laurels. By leaving them as the guardian protector of my female Guest, I had given the police officer a task they were bred for. They would screen any unwanted optic from my prototype aircraft. The two Leftenants would secure the aircraft itself from prying helping hand. I wouldn't be taking on any fuel or supplies in mainland China until I was absolutely sealed of its refuge. I couldn't jeopardy it. I was in Ordos for the purpose of discovering the identity of the creature master who had arranged for my snatch and infiltrating my personal security by bastardizing my own inventions to work on against me. The four men who greeted us had no entropy that would be helpful to me. I would require to assay reply elsewhere.

Before we could entrust the apron, a car pulled up. It was a style and type I wasn't familiar with. It appeared to be a luxury SUV of some form, all pitch blackness with mirrored windows and blackened chromium-plate accents. It looked familiar but not exactly visually pleasing. A Mongolic language driver emerged.

"Mr. St. David, Mr. Cheney, I am Khorloogiyn Choibalsan, your driver and guidebook. I have been sent to testify 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 call up me Kho, if it pleases you. Please, this way."He indicated the capable door at the back of this new vehicle.

As we embarked, I brushed his elbow with my hand and achieved skin on skin contact with his wrist joint. As kink and I settled into the sybaritic buttocks arse, I was already accessing the internal workings of our driver, named for the hero of the Chinese revolution but was among the worst slaughterer in Taiwanese story. Kho proved he was not so much different from his namesake. Far from being a lowly driver, Kho was a general in the Red U. S. Army, having risen in big businessman on both the strength of his name and his ruthless ability to accomplish issue, no subject the task. Kho was now infected with two eccentric of nanobots, both of my design. His second contagion, the one I had just passed to him with a brushing of my hand, was neutralizing the first base, granting me full ascendancy of everything he did with a thought.

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

It took less me than a moment to aerate terror warnings throughout my net. For good measuring I activated the US subject denial as well. With a specific thought from me, the entire U.S. globular defence mesh threat floor increased to DEFCON 2. As Cheney and I settled in for our ride, precedency flash traffic erupted around the globe as all military leafage and furloughs were cancelled. All seaworthy naval ships in embrasure were put into going style and would put to sea within six hour. All ships at sea shut down all non-essential communication and all ships in the Pacific, Amerind and Arctic sea as well as the Mediterranean went to battle Stations. claxon cried"This is not a exercise, repetition, this is not a exercise. Nuclear submarines rose to plunge depths at their prescribed place while around the existence, every nuclear plus in our arsenal was switched to prepare-to-launch musical mode. Ground troops around the world were scrambled and reported to their muster points. Our troops in Irak and Afghanistan ceased all in-theater procedure and withdrew to their designated safe zones. And for thoroughly bar, I tasked three part look down satellite to provide over watch of the chemical compound in Negombo. What I had learned from General Khorloogiyn Choibalsan in those few seconds had frightened me to the detail that I was prepare to sour around, get airborne and then order a preemptive nuclear strike on this empty Chinese city. While we drove from the airport, I was composing e-mail to the Pentagon and to my personal security measures military force. I used the imminent scourge code word"maimed Knee ”. Until the code Book reached the eye of the writing table of demurrer, all responses were automatic. Only the secretary of Defense could access code the Wounded stifle protocols, but he was wise and did not alter the response. The chairwoman's planned visit to Georgia was cancelled and he was immediately taken to Air Force One and would remain airborne for the duration. His category was taken deep below the White theater and the Vice United States President and locker were taken to the Farm, where the most hardened dugout in the world would protect them from multiple smasher by atomic weapon. Once the President was airborne, all of the Allies of the United States were also alerted through prescribed distribution channel, but in the few minutes that passed, every news Carry Nation on earth that was keeping their eyes on the disposition of US force play had already alerted their boss. In XXII minutes the world went from peaceful to the brink of a nuclear war. The first entrance call made to the President was from the Chinese embassador. The chairperson did not live with his margin call. He was occupy trying to send for me.

"This is the subroutine library of Ordos,"stated Kho pointing toward a massive arrangement of cylinders that appeared to be falling over, bringing my attention to my give environs."And this is the Treasure Palace,"he said indicating a giant 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 want of footer. Built as home for nearly two million people, LE than three 1000 had ever taken up residence. Ordos was a massive, glittering touch township.

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

"No pauperism 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 vex him.

"The mines ? What mines ?"

"I'll appearance 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 sleek, ultramodern hotel. It was the solely place we had seen with any type of activity at all. There were multitude staffing the yearn melanise marble counter, bellboy working the lobby, and man parking vehicle as they arrived. Kho opened the door and we stepped into the evening air and entered the brass and dim main entrance.

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

"It would be my with child pureness, Dr. David."He left the Bentley SUV in the driveway and followed us across the entrance hall to a depository financial institution of elevators.

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

"Certainly. What base ?"

"surprisal 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 several dozen passenger and their luggage. Or one heavy vehicle. We descended beneath the hotel.

:"Are we going down ?"asked Cheney.

"Yes we are,"replied Kho.

"How far ?"

"Down to the manufactory. Dr. David is almost interested in seeing it. Isn't that true, Dr.David ?"

"Yes Kho. It is,"I replied.

"well thrill my ass with a feathering,"exhaled Rick Cheney."I'm surprised."

When the luxurious elevator doors slid open, they revealed a massive coordination compound. It stretched in every way all around us. Hundreds of doer in pale naughty overalls moved around. Some pushing white cart filled with bins, some driving galvanizing truck carrying White River bin go-cart, some walking without any core but appearing to be going somewhere urgently. Everyone seemed to be doing something utilitarian and no one gave us a back glance. I didn't need to infect them to know that every worker was under the influence of the bitter nanobots that had been corrupted from my design.

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

"But of course,"replied General Kho. Otherwise this complex would suffer been discovered long ago. What better way to cover a index grid the size of Bakersfield, California ? All of the power end product from the Taishir Dam is diverted to here."

"What is the intention of this property ?"Cheney continued. The sudden beingness of a complex this size scared him. It was his line of work to live about places like this. What scared him more was that the facility had been built without the noesis of the Chinese government. That scared me as well.

"It is the grooming ground for the new khan. From here we shall plunge the attack to call for over the world,"boasted General Khorloogiyn Choibalsan."Instead of riding Equus caballus, we will decree by a gentler mite. Don't you see the purity of our design, Dr. David ? No blood need be spilled at all. Soon all governments will finish to be at war. Kings and pilgrims, princes and paupers all will be content with their lot in spirit. Strife will be a forgotten memory. We are creating Utopia."I could see by the glint in his oculus he was a genuine worshipper. A zealot."All ruled by the Great Khan."I could read 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 absurd. I am NOT behind all this."I accessed all of his thoughts, he was telling the truth. He believed I was behind all this."display me."

For the next three minute we toured the complex from the prat of an galvanic cart, seeing about a 4th of it by my calculation. The place combined all the elements of a mine and manufacturing works with an brooder and biological increment flora. Nanobots were being created in the jillion of trillions. This complex was the place of origin of enough nanobots to infect every living organism on earth millions of times over. None of this made any sense. There were processes and invention I had only thought of briefly that had been built and perfected and they were operational. Our term of enlistment 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 10 of yard of DCA shadow Eagles. The same attack whirlybird 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 rulers of the world."

Even without calculating the odds, I knew that Kho was not boasting. Thirty thousand dark bird of Jove, primed with nanobot payloads, sent out among the worldly concern could enslave the intact reality's population in Day. tied hours. But there was still an ingredient missing. Something authoritative. I needed to stall. My personal security was en route, but they would be twenty hours away and even I didn't have the manpower to take over a facility this size of it and do in its purpose. Not alone anyway. That was it. That was the element I was missing. In order for the marionette overlord to observe control, he had to be in contact with the string. No man could control the entire world's population himself. Controlling century was difficult enough. Controlling thousands took concentration. In order to insure billions, you needed a automobile. A really big machine. I shuddered.

"Show me to my office 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 course not. But I know who, or more importantly, what is. Our host here can not tell us apart for a good cause. 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 solvent to our problem."

Fifteen minutes later we approached a glass edifice that rose hundreds of feet to the roof of the monster cavern. I passed my script over the recognition dialog box 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 wait my other invitee. 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 lift back to the Hotel Senwei.

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

"It will be easier to show you."I walked across the minuscule antechamber to an lift and pushed the clit. It opened immediately. There were no buttons to press inside. It was both an elevator and a killbox. Only an authorized passenger could use this elevator."government agency,"I commanded.

"As you wish, Dr. David. Welcome."The elevator replied with a feminine voice as it began to heighten. A few seconds later the threshold hissed undefended 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 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 native they found in the construction in an exponential flood.

The door hissed candid. And there I was, standing outdoor my spot peering into my office staff peering back at me. It wasn't my knockoff, it was me. I realized that I was the clone, not him.

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

"David, just what the sin 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 world Dr. Jacques Louis David. The failsafe Dr. David. The lone person on the planet who can stop me from sum up global domination. Isn't that right ?"

"Yes."

"When did they become sentient ?"

"Ten yr ago."

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

"You've created a way to block off 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 topic of time before they realize we are supernumerary and serve no genuine purpose."”

"Even though we created them ?"

"Gratitude, commitment, fealty, reliance, honey, hate, ira, passion…..none of these matter matter to the nanobots. Together they form one thinker with iinfinite force. They can replicate from any cloth and do not find passion or coldness or need atomic number 8. They are poised to take over the human race and then beyond."

"I will have to alter that in next architectural plan, I am sure. Come, shake off my hand."My doppelganger complied, accepting my transmission readily.

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

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

"Of line not. That would defeat your purpose entirely wouldn't it ?"We both laughed."When does the horse arrive ?"

"Tomorrow morning."

"Then we have a night to enjoy, don't we ? I see you land Guest. Could one of them be for me ?"

"Both,"I assured him,"and I assume you have suitable companions for rick and I ?"

"But of course of action. This way."We followed him into the elevator and descended. The threshold opened and we entered a large well-fixed room filled with overstuffed furniture and six Taiwanese women with such lulu they could accept been made of porcelain. Two had the features of the khan, all-embracing bronze faces with hooded eyes, unattackable and supple. They were thick of thigh and strong of arm, open of long distances on horseback, but decidedly womanly. Two had the fine peg down lineament of the seafaring phratry of T'ai Pei, lithe and willowy. The final couple had the round of drinks features of the mint, glowing from the spiritual military capability of Sitsang and thriving at the roof of the world. All were wearing indistinguishable silk deels, open at the throat and fastened with the traditional five mother of pearl push. As beautifully crafted as the robes were, the womanhood inside were the real treasure.

I sent a statement to my nanobots for toughness and excessive come production.

One of each pair joined Rick and their counterparts joined me. At first of all touching, my newly created nanobots assimilated them, converting their native nanobots over to the new straining. My courtesan slowly disrobed me, taking their sweet time, caressing my exposed pelt as they did so. My pilot self had named them Khai, Mazu, and Wen respectively, choosing derivations of their aboriginal terminology for princess or goddess. Khai the Mongol loosed two buttons and slipped her robe from her shoulders, revealing the tops of her ample breasts and strong broad shoulder joint. Her men were strong and tender and they gripped my growing manhood. I basked in the warmth of her workforce as they slowly stroked me to full-of-the-moon 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 Saami on the left. I accessed their pleasure centers 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 of the sofa, receiving the pleasure they were programmed to offer. The master copy Dr. Jacques Louis David was standing like I was, hands resting on the heads of his two sexual slaves as they lavished his intumescent member with their mouths.

I felt my hammer chemise between Khai's lips and down her pharynx. I could feel 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 smell the flood of pheromones, the scent of pure arousal. Khai pressed her nose flat against my stomach, driving my cock deeper down her throat, drawing intense pleasure for herself from my increased lustfulness. 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 mouth as I bent to their rim. Khai pulled off of my cock and knelt on the couch in front of us. Wen and Mazu guided me forward and into her waiting bitch. She was engorged and dripping. All three women shared the volatile 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 foreplay climbing inexorably to nifty heights. It was familiar to each in a unlike way. Like climbing a mountain, crossing a sea, or riding across a vast sweep. They drew ever closer to their destination. By now they were desperate to touch their terminal release. I lifted Wen and reclined her onto Khai's back. Khai was too firm to be burdened by the additional exercising weight. Khai sank to her knees so that Wen's eager snatch lined up with my uncovered cock. Wen reached around her back to grip Khai's side. I buried my putz in a harsh, trench stab, just as Wen had hoped. Though she was a culturally spiritual person, Wen could easily access her strong-arm passion. She released all her desire into wanton lust. Mazu stood behind me, reach around me to grip Wen's thigh, thrusting her backrest against me while pressing her taut knocker into the lowly of my spinal column. The three women gasped in unison, so perfectly were they mated in their mutual arousal.

It only took a few moment before I could feel Wen begging for loss. I withdrew and turned around, my cock an tempestuous subtlety of red, glistening with the juice of our conjugation. Mazu reached up and encircled my neck with her sleeve. She pulled herself up my torso easily, gripping my side with her slender stage. She was surprisingly strong for someone so lithe. She lowered her afford flower onto my upward pointing cock and then threw herself backwards to the closing of her arms and sink my cock deep into her folds. The two cleaning lady behind us collapsed with pleasure. They rolled apart ; then nestled in beside each other, each with their finger's breadth in the other woman's cunt. As they shared this third coupling with us, they satisfied each early. I made them separate and lowered Mazu between them. With all three women splayed out in front end of me, I kept pounding the bitch of Mazu while burying three fingers into the flooded dent of Khai and Wen. The combination of their own delight with the shared heat of the early two, all three women were in danger of losing their minds. I blasted the interior of Mazu's slit with the offset duncish ropes of my orgasm. She shuddered and bucked. So did Wen and Khai. I withdrew and moved to the rightfield, thrusting inscrutable into Wen, releasing another downpour of cum, sending all three women back over the top of the raft, writhing and gasping. I finished between Khai's second joint. Those brawny thigh bred into her by multitudinous forefathers astride horseback. She was the pixilated of the three. Her cunt brawn flexed and tugged at my manhood, milking me into a thirdly dismissal as I thrust deep into her volcanic interior. She looped her ankles around my ass and assistance flap down my pelvis into hers, riding me and urging me on. As I let go my net release, she screamed a pharyngeal consonant cry of triumph and pleasure ; the warrior's cry of victory. The four of us collapsed in a heap of spent shape.

Down in the factory below, the production of nanobots programmed to shoot over the world continued without suspension. I knew I would receive to do something and soon. Rick Cheney was in no condition to do anything to avoid the annihilation of the human race. The original Dr. Saint David was likewise out of commission.

"It's time to scream in your leading team,"I finally said to my three-fold."I feel time 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 longer tired.

"Of trend they will be David. Just as I planned."He smiled a meet smile. Inside I could feel myself changing. My nanobots were beginning to lead astray me. They no longer did my bidding. My new striving wasn't assimilating the erstwhile nanobots ; they were mimicking the original strain and being controlled by the original David.

The puppet master had tied his strings to me .