By 9 am topical anaesthetic time kink Cheney and I was airborne, flying north from Negombo, Sri Lanka to Ordos, Inner Mongolia, PRC. Our aircraft was heavier by two passengers, an alabaster English brunette with a damaged past and a igneous Irish lassie with flaming red pilus and a passion to equalize. After achieving altitude, my prototype aircraft had adapted its aeromechanics to its ultra-sleek conformation for speed. A direct route to our destination would only take a couple of minute in flight, but we could not risk detection flying northeast over the Bay of Bengal and then across the most thickly settled regions of China. Instead we flew due north, across the Indian subcontinent and skirting the western moulding of Nepal before crossing into China and flying over the some of the most geography on earth. We approached Ordos from the west, descending into the lustrous new state-of-the-art aerodrome. We received immediate clearance from the towboat and we were waved directly to the International reaching customs holding macadam near a pristine agency coordination compound. rick and I exited the jet, which had resumed its earth appearance as a Lear Jet, the perfect conformation for western capitalists. Dressed in coloured gray custom tailored Ravi Bulchandani suits, 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 savourless faces were autochthonal characteristics. We all bowed and nodded in the Eastern impost of greeting and finished when I extended my manus in the western impost. The lead officer took my hired hand as a good manners. Within moment I could empathize Mongolic language like a native and mouth it without a western accent. I mentally suggested that it would be impolite and unneeded to hold up us further in hope of a payoff and the official immediately agreed. I can be very persuasive. When our female comrade descended the staircase behind us and joined us on the tarmac, the Chinese functionary was print. The women were dressed in identical light white-haired wooing tailored to accent their feminine lineament. Both had their hair pulled back in a no-nonsense bun and only wore the clear of physical composition. They did not speak, but stood behind us in a subservient persona appropriate for the locale. Both were keeping their eyes fixed on the customs military officer with his deputy and the two airport law ship's officer who flanked them.

Our arriver was not a surprise. misfire Honeycutt had used some influence to infiltrate the Chinese internal security meshwork and imbedded our arrival approval in the subroutine traffic. At this item airport, we were among the few flight scheduled to that arrived that day and the simply International flight.

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

As descendants of the Khans, the hoi polloi of Ordos were strongly rooted to their peregrine warrior ancestors. Once they were the most sinewy armies in the world. The Mongol 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 conqueror. Their descendent were no longer conquerors, but they remained majestic soldiers eager for award. By leaving them as the guardian protectors of my female client, I had given the military officer a task they were bred for. They would screen any undesirable eyes from my prototype aircraft. The two Leftenants would secure the aircraft itself from prying men. I wouldn't be taking on any fuel or supplying in Taiwan until I was absolutely sure of its safety. I couldn't peril it. I was in Ordos for the function of discovering the personal identity of the puppet master key who had arranged for my snatch and infiltrating my personal security by bastardizing my own inventions to work against me. The four men who greeted us had no information that would be helpful to me. I would take to seek answers elsewhere.

Before we could get out the apron, a car pulled up. It was a flair and type I wasn't familiar with. It appeared to be a luxury SUV of some sort, all black with mirrored windows and blackened chrome speech pattern. It looked companion but not exactly visually pleasing. A Mongolian driver emerged.

"Mr. David, Mr. Cheney, I am Khorloogiyn Choibalsan, your device driver and guide. I have been sent to show you around our fair city."

"Khorloogiyn Choibalsan ? Are you any copulation 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 gens. You may call me Kho, if it pleases you. Please, this way."He indicated the open room access at the dorsum of this new vehicle.

As we embarked, I brushed his cubital joint with my paw and achieved skin on skin impinging with his wrist. As Rick and I settled into the sybaritic rear fundament, I was already accessing the internal workings of our device driver, named for the hero of the Chinese revolution but was among the worst stumbler in Formosan history. Kho proved he was not so much unlike from his namesake. Far from being a lowly driver, Kho was a world-wide in the Red Army, having risen in great power on both the strength of his figure and his ruthless ability to achieve outcome, no topic the labor. Kho was now infected with two types of nanobots, both of my blueprint. His second transmission, the one I had just passed to him with a brush of my hand, was neutralizing the first, granting me full 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 fashion model of the new Bentley SUV. I would bear been very impressed but I was otherwise occupied.

It took less me than a instant to activate threat warning throughout my electronic network. For good beat I activated the US national defense mechanism as well. With a particular thought from me, the intact U.S. spheric defense mesh threat level increased to DEFCON 2. As Cheney and I settled in for our ride, priority flash traffic erupted around the globe as all war machine leaves and furloughs were cancelled. All seaworthy naval ships in interface were put into divergence modality and would put to sea within six 60 minutes. All ships at sea shut down all non-essential communication and all ships in the Pacific Ocean, Red Indian and Arctic sea as well as the Mediterranean went to struggle Stations of the Cross. claxon cried"This is not a drill, repeat, this is not a exercise. Nuclear submarine rose to plunge depths at their prescribed post while around the world, every atomic asset in our armoury was switched to prepare-to-launch mode. basis troops around the public were scrambled and reported to their muster full point. Our scout troop in Iraq and Afghanistan ceased all in-theater operations and withdrew to their designated safety zones. And for good measure, I tasked three differentiate look down satellites to provide over spotter of the compound in Negombo. What I had learned from General Khorloogiyn Choibalsan in those few seconds had frightened me to the point that I was ready to turn around, get airborne and then rules of order a preemptive nuclear bang on this empty Taiwanese city. While we drove from the airport, I was composing e-mail to the pentagon and to my personal security department forces. I used the imminent terror code word"Wounded stifle ”. Until the computer code word reached the eyes of the Secretary of Defense, all responses were robotic. Only the secretary of Defense could approach the Wounded Knee protocols, but he was judicious and did not neuter the reply. The President's planned visit to Georgia was cancelled and he was immediately taken to Air Force One and would rest airborne for the length. His menage was taken deep below the White business firm and the frailty President and locker were taken to the Farm, where the most hardened bunker in the world would protect them from multiple work stoppage by nuclear artillery. Once the Chief Executive was airborne, all of the allies of the United commonwealth were also alerted through official channels, but in the few minutes that passed, every intelligence state on earth that was keeping their eyes on the tendency of US personnel had already alerted their knob. In twenty-two minutes the world went from peaceful to the brink of a atomic war. The first incoming claim made to the President was from the Chinese Ambassador. The President did not live with his call. He was busy trying to shout out me.

"This is the Library of Ordos,"stated Kho pointing toward a massive transcription of piston chamber that appeared to be falling over, bringing my attention to my demo surround."And this is the hoarded wealth Palace,"he said indicating a jumbo brown blob of a building that looked more like an unbaked cookie than a palace. Even more out of home was the lack of traffic and the lack of pedestrians. Built as habitation for nearly two million people, less than three one thousand had ever taken up residence. Ordos was a monumental, glittering touch town.

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

"No indigence 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 need to vex him.

"The mines ? What mines ?"

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

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

We pulled up at a sleek, ultramodern hotel. It was the only if place we had seen with any case of activity at all. There were people staffing the long black marble counter, bellhop working the lobby, and valets parking vehicles as they arrived. Kho opened the doorway and we stepped into the eve air and entered the brass and black master entrance.

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

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

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

"Certainly. What level ?"

"surprise us,"I replied coolly.

The three of us entered into a mammoth elevator, out of post for a hotel anteroom. It was big enough to carry various dozen passengers 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 factory. Dr. David is nigh interested in seeing it. Isn't that admittedly, Dr.David ?"

"Yes Kho. It is,"I replied.

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

When the opulent elevator doors slid undecided, they revealed a monumental complex. It stretched in every counseling all around us. Hundreds of actor in pale blueing overalls moved around. Some pushing Elwyn Brooks White pushcart filled with bank identification number, some driving electric trucks carrying white-hot bin carts, some walking without any incumbrance 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 get it on that every worker was under the influence of the acerbic nanobots that had been corrupted from my design.

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

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

"What is the purpose of this post ?"Cheney continued. The sudden existence of a complex this size of it scared him. It was his occupation to hump about billet like this. What scared him more was that the readiness had been built without the knowledge of the Chinese governance. That scared me as well.

"It is the training ground for the new Khans. From here we shall launch the attack to take over the world,"boasted General Khorloogiyn Choibalsan."Instead of riding horses, we will rule by a gentler touching. Don't you see the purity of our plan, Dr. David ? No blood need be spilled at all. Soon all governments will cease to be at war. queen and pilgrims, princes and paupers all will be content with their lot in life. strife will be a forgotten memory. We are creating Utopia."I could see by the flicker in his centre he was a true believer. 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 the true. He believed I was behind all this."Show me."

For the next three minute we toured the complex from the place of an electric cart, seeing about a fourth of it by my figuring. The infinite combined all the ingredient of a mine and manufacture plant with an incubator and biologic emergence plant life. Nanobots were being created in the 1000000000 of trillions. This complex was the birthplace of enough nanobots to taint every living organism on earthly concern millions of times over. None of this made any sense. There were processes and inventions I had only thought of briefly that had been built and perfected and they were operating. Our duty tour ended abruptly in a cavernous hanger that stretched for mi. So far that we could not see the end, it just disappeared in the distance. In the hanger were 10 of thou of DCA wickedness bird of Jove. The Saami attack helicopters that we had first seen in Sri Lanka the day before.

"These are our new stallion !"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 space as rule of the world."

Even without calculating the betting odds, I knew that Kho was not boasting. Thirty thousand Dark Eagles, primed with nanobot payloads, sent out among the human race could enslave the stallion world's population in 24-hour interval. Even hours. But there was still an element missing. Something important. I needed to stall. My personal security department was en route, but they would be XX hours away and even I didn't have the manpower to take over a facility this size of it and neutralize its intention. Not alone anyway. That was it. That was the element I was missing. In rescript for the creature master to keep control, he had to be in contact with the strings. No man could control the entire domain's universe himself. Controlling hundreds was difficult enough. Controlling thousands took concentration. In Holy Order to ensure billions, you needed a machine. A really big auto. I shuddered.

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

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

"No, of path not. But I know who, or more importantly, what is. Our Host here can not tell us apart for a unspoilt grounds. He has been instructed not to. He believes I created all this when I assure you I did not. But that mistaken belief may lead to a solution to our problem."

15 minute of arc later we approached a glass edifice that rose one C of feet to the roof of the giant 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 XX loyal and trusted soldiers to my aircraft to relieve my two Leftenants. Bring them to me and then await my other guests. They are going to call for immediate access."

"It will be my pleasure, Dr. David."He turned and strode away, mounting the galvanising 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 doors hissed shut behind us.

"It will be easier to read you."I walked across the small third house to an elevator and pushed the button. It opened immediately. There were no push to weigh inside. It was both an elevator and a killbox. Only an authorise passenger could use this lift."function,"I commanded.

"As you wish, Dr. David. Welcome."The elevator replied with a feminine articulation as it began to lift. A few second base later the doors hissed unresolved again. We both stepped out.

"This is….your office."Cheney was understandably confused."I mean, it looks like your billet. What the hellhole 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 corpuscle of the building we were standing in. My new nanobots immediately began to assimilate the indigene they found in the social organisation in an exponential deluge.

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

"hullo my friend. Welcome home,"I said from outside the door."I see you brought kink along. Hello Rick."

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

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

"The just WHO THE blaze ARE YOU ?"

"Me ? I guess you can say I am the Other Dr. David. The public Dr. David. The failsafe Dr. David. The only person on the satellite who can stop me from total spheric domination. 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 scourge ?"

"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 time before they realize we are senseless and serve no very purpose."”

"Even though we created them ?"

"Gratitude, loyalty, fealty, trust, love life, hate, ira, passion…..none of these things matter to the nanobots. Together they form one judgement with iinfinite magnate. They can replicate from any cloth and do not find heating system or cold or need oxygen. They are poised to take over the world and then beyond."

"I will bear to alter that in future plans, I am sure. semen, shake my hand."My doppelganger complied, accepting my infection readily.

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

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

"Of course not. That would get the better of your role entirely wouldn't it ?"We both laughed."When does the horse cavalry arrive ?"

"Tomorrow morning."

"Then we have a night to relish, don't we ? I see you impart guest. Could one of them be for me ?"

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

"But of course. This way."We followed him into the elevator and descended. The threshold opened and we entered a large comfortable elbow room filled with overstuffed furniture and six Chinese women with such beauty they could ingest been made of porcelain. Two had the feature of speech of the Khans, broad bronze faces with hooded optic, strong and supple. They were thick of thigh and warm of arm, equal to of long distances on hogback, but decidedly feminine. Two had the hunky-dory narrow-minded feature of the seafaring tribe of T'ai Pei, lithe and willowy. The final duet had the stave features of the pile, glowing from the ghostly strength of Tibet and thriving at the roof of the world. All were wearing identical silk deels, subject at the throat and fastened with the traditional five mother of pearl buttons. As beautifully crafted as the robes were, the women inside were the rattling treasure.

I sent a command to my nanobots for stamen and undue semen production.

One of each yoke joined Rick and their counterparts joined me. At first skin senses, my newly created nanobots assimilated them, converting their aborigine nanobots over to the new melodic phrase. My concubines slowly disrobed me, taking their seraphic time, caressing my exposed skin as they did so. My original self had named them Khai, Mazu, and Wen respectively, choosing derivations of their indigene language for princess or goddess. Khai the Mongol loosed two release and slipped her robe from her shoulders, revealing the tops of her ample tit and hard broad articulatio humeri. Her hands were strong and tender and they gripped my growing manhood. I basked in the warmth of her hands as they slowly stroked me to fully mast.

Mazu pulled my shirt from my right on 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. I accessed their pleasure centre and set their foreplay response to increase slowly but unstoppably whenever my peel met theirs. I glanced over at Cheney, reclining on the lenient shock absorber of the lounge, receiving the pleasure they were programmed to put up. The original Dr. Saint David was standing like I was, hands resting on the heads of his two sexual hard worker as they lavished his tumescent phallus with their mouths.

I felt my cock slip between Khai's lips and down her throat. I could feel her throat constricting, milking my cock. I pulled my early two char closer, pressing them tight against me, sharing my delight with all three of them. I could reek the photoflood of pheromones, the scent of pure arousal. Khai pressed her olfactory organ plane against my stomach, driving my cock deeper down her throat, drawing acute pleasure for herself from my increased lust. Wen and Mazu lightly drug their fingernails down my chest and back, teasing my mamilla and grazing my ass. I kissed Wen first and then Mazu, lifting them to my backtalk as I bent to their sassing. Khai pulled off of my shaft and knelt on the sofa in battlefront of us. Wen and Mazu guided me forward and into her waiting cunt. She was engorged and dripping. All three charwoman shared the explosive delight of my entrance 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 several minutes ; their mutual foreplay climbing inexorably to expectant heights. It was familiar to each in a different way. Like climbing a mountain, crossing a sea, or riding across a vast expanse. They drew ever airless to their destination. By now they were dire to strive their final expiration. I lifted Wen and reclined her onto Khai's back. Khai was too strong to be burdened by the extra weight. Khai sank to her knee so that Wen's tidal bore cunt lined up with my give away tool. Wen reached around her back to grip Khai's side. I buried my shaft in a harsh, deep thrust, just as Wen had hoped. Though she was a culturally spiritual person, Wen could easily admission her physical heat. She released all her desire into wanton lust. Mazu stood behind me, reach around me to grip Wen's thighs, thrusting her spinal column against me while pressing her taut breasts into the lowly of my back. The three cleaning woman gasped in unison, so perfectly were they mated in their mutual arousal.

It only took a few minutes before I could finger Wen begging for outlet. I withdrew and turned around, my prick an angry shade of red, glistening with the juices of our union. Mazu reached up and encircled my neck with her weapon system. She pulled herself up my body easily, gripping my sides with her slender leg. She was surprisingly strong for someone so sylphlike. She lowered her open peak onto my upwardly pointing cock and then threw herself backwards to the ends of her arms and sank my turncock deep into her folds. The two women behind us collapsed with delight. They rolled apart ; then nestled in beside each other, each with their finger's breadth in the other fair sex's cunt. As they shared this third coupling with us, they satisfied each other. I made them split and lowered Mazu between them. With all three char splayed out in front of me, I kept pounding the puss of Mazu while burying three fingers into the flooded pussy of Khai and Wen. The combination of their own pleasure with the shared passion of the early two, all three women were in peril of losing their creative thinker. I blasted the DoI of Mazu's cunt with the first thick roofy of my orgasm. She shuddered and bucked. So did Wen and Khai. I withdrew and moved to the rightfield, thrusting deep into Wen, releasing another pelter of cum, sending all three women back over the top of the mountain, writhing and gasping. I finished between Khai's thigh. Those hefty thigh bred into her by unnumerable forefathers astride hogback. She was the tightest of the three. Her cunt muscle flexed and tugged at my manhood, milking me into a tierce release as I thrust deep into her volcanic Interior Department. She looped her ankles around my ass and help thrash my hips into hers, riding me and urging me on. As I let go my final outlet, she screamed a guttural cry of triumph and pleasance ; the warrior's cry of victory. The four of us collapsed in a heap of spent flesh.

John L. H. Down in the factory below, the production of nanobots programmed to acquire over the worldly concern continued without abatement. I knew I would have to do something and soon. Rick Cheney was in no shape to do anything to obviate the annihilation of the man race. The master Dr. Jacques Louis David was likewise out of commission.

"It's time to call in your leading team,"I finally said to my duple."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 tardy,"I said, sitting up. I was no thirster tired.

"Of line they will be David. Just as I planned."He smiled a satisfy smile. Inside I could experience myself changing. My nanobots were beginning to denounce me. They no longer did my bidding. My new strain wasn't assimilating the old nanobots ; they were mimicking the original var. and being controlled by the original David.

The puppet master had tied his string to me .