Dominatrix

By R. M. Simone' - Roshandra

10:05:2015 DOMINATRIX storyline is an original created by author R. M. Simone – Roshandra and all rights are owned and may not be reproduced without written permission from author.

TWILIGHT disclaimer. Characters of Edward and Bella are being used in a non-copyright infringement for fan fiction entertainment.

A.I. Artificial Intelligence, the Time of the robotic humans.

He was an experiment. So was she. Everyone had to have a mate, didn't they? Even if they were artificial intelligence – It began as a joke in the laboratory and on the back lots of MGM Grand. Sci-fi writers took TWILLIGHT and the two key love characters and twisted it into a machine of a new age bent on continuing the saga. What Saga? Well, the money machine franchise feeding the masses to boost more sales. The joke was that the lab came up with a replica of her. Of course, it would be a DOMINATRIX. It was a joke. But then he showed up. The love story continued, even if it was artificially created. Could they tell the real people from the A.I.? What did it matter? We had a new money machine. DOMINATRIX by R. M. Simone' - Roshandra.

Time of the MACHINES and their LOVE Story.

The Lab

It began purely as science. It became twisted in the coffee break-room. We were all scientists living in Area 51 with no sunlight for months. Underground bunkers deep down into the earth with all the other crazy mad scientists. We lived on Coca Cola, Oreo cookies and a lot of high octane coffee. We frankly were bored. Someone was reading and into Fan Fiction stories and the Twilight spin offs sharing his fascination for that vampire phenomenon. We drummed our fingers and listened passively till that one moment when he suggested this idea. We all sat up and began to brain-storm. After all, that is what we did as scientists with I. Q.'s off the charts. Brains before thinking anything through, true nerds we were. We were bored and Timothy had a crazy idea of creating a Bella and Edward A. I. This is how it all came about.

Chapter 3

Sex

Michael left the group and my fellow nerd scientists hit the pause button. Reset and reboot…

"Guys, what is the input on this little piece of extra curricula activity?"

"Timothy, they got us locked up in a test tube environment here. What do you think? They feel we are their personal own lab rats and our hyper smart minds produce for them what they want. Honestly, you know what I think?"

"Yeah, Jim, why do you think I'm asking?"

Our quiet round of body friend in the group spoke up first. He rarely said much. "Guys, we are going to make a fortune on this. I think it is time, we show the 'controllers' that pull our chains, just who is able to run circles around them. If Hollywood is funding this, not the Black Opts, you know this is going to be big bucks. They are so compartmentalized down here; no one knows what they are doing. I say we run with it. I got ideas churning already."

The group broke up laughing and in walked the small Greys. We hushed quickly acting like our subject matter was non-existent. The Greys had this tendency to eve's drop.

The world we lived in what others lovingly called 'Dreamland' was a crossover of the surreal and the deniable. Movies like Independence Day or Men In Black was the reality we worked and lived in. There were so many 'Truthers' out there now, we actually could see ourselves getting out of this fantasy land and into a nice package of big money living the life in South America. Cancel that thought… All the Nazis went to South America and in Venezuela. We could head to Indonesia or better yet, Guatemala… It was our time to crack open the piggybank. We were the brains in all the new ideas, technology, back engineering and the UFO stuff. Artificial Life was coming anyway in this sub-human new make life easier life forms. We could make robots. My team, my guys were all smarter than anything the government had or the likes of Hollywood. We would dance circles around this project. The key was make it real, believable A.I. and make a fortune and keep the codes secret among the group so they could not rape the program off us. We worked as compartmentalized whiz kids. Well, clearly we all were in our thirties and I was almost, gulp forty, but we were an odd team nonetheless. We were going to cash in on this little project.

"So, Timothy, they will be anatomical correct, right?"

"Sex between them has to be part of this." Suddenly the group had a brain flash and they all wanted them to have sex, real sex, hot sex, and Edward Bella sex. This was going to get interesting…

"You guys been down here too long. They let us out to go to Reno and always set us up with a 'call girl' to keep our high school hormones handled. So you want these two prototypes to be anatomical correct?"

Everyone nodded. "Jim, wipe the drool off your chin. Guys, we are scientists on the government payroll. Come out; get out of the darn gutter?"

"Look Timothy, we are talking Ken Barbi doll stuff with Kristen Stewart and Robert Pattinson fuck bunnies. I read the tabloids on those two before they broke up with her cheating on him. They were fuck buddies or whatever you want to call youth with that kind of sex appeal. I say we make them a model of that kind of real life watching the A.I. have fun."

"Hey, reel it back in. You think they will let us go that far?"

They all looked at me with that yes, of course, we are mad scientists and let's ride this.

Now my mind was working overtime. We could do a back up program that would be X-rated. Then the next brilliant marketing idea slammed in. We could do this program for the women to have SEX WITH ROB PATTINSON via this A.I. We could have Sex with Kristen Steward via Bella A.I. and men would go nuts. Oh, forget the men; the women would buy gadzillions of the Rob A.I. Edward doll. I had a brain meltdown right there on the spot and fainted.