As a pleasure slave she had been kept naked at all times, so she literally had nothing to wear. Porn vedio and the drug he used to knock me out evidently affected my memory. “That’s probably why I have the nightmares. Whoever it was slowed down and began looking from side to side. They appeared to be tied to the front of a park bench of some sort. “Let’s get you out of that suit,” I said softly. “I think he will be punished,” I said as I tilted her head back up so she was looking at me. “I did some custom programming to the fooport since you lived here and now it can spit out a really great cup of coffee.”
She looked at me quizzically, so I explained, “The government-mandated maximum for caffeine content is relatively easy override if you have the right hackbots.”
She gave me a big smile as I handed her a steaming cup of what my grandfather used to call “high octane coffee.” I think it was a reference to the fuel once used in transport vehicles. “The data stream shows that James is getting sexual pleasure out of being raped.”
“Congratulations, Senator,” I said with a sneer. A metal worker.”
Now it was the manager whose voice was shaking.
