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 TWILIGHT 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 4
Sex Motivates
Timothy Has a Private Chat with Jim
In walks a group of small greys, ETS that are robotic, do the grunt work and smell like terrible trash that is not organic. This life form was created to work for the ET race of the Replillians and the larger Grey Reticuli. The truth was they were bug eyed, strange little creatures that exuded their body fecal matter out through their skin. Clearing the scientists often thought if they created them, they would have handled that excrement odor issue. Timothy observed as a small group of them came into the coffee room to get some food, talk among themselves leaving a distinctive usual smell. It was like a dirty old wet dog marking his territory. These creatures belonged in the lower levels of the earth tunnels or off on a small space craft not smelling up the hang out room. Timothy watched as the group left.
"Doesn't it amaze you how poorly that smell issue was overlooked by design? I swear, what were they thinking. I know guys, nerds or jocks can be smelly hormone, males, but this is disgusting. So, where were we?" I reached for a root beer. I had to talk about the design with Jim now. Michael was out of the line of fire who was leading this project.
"Timothy, you think we should do this? They could get us all excited, I'm excited, do this and they might want to dispose of us. The fact most of the team is about ready to phase out of this Area 51 is maybe our exit time. I think we need to carefully consider this, but I'm excited on this."
"Jim, tell me what concerns you, " Jim already had the room rose in hand spraying the trail of the Greys. I just watched.
"Timothy, they stink so badly, how in the world did they mess up on the design of those things? Well, okay, listen to my thoughts on this. You know the rest of the guys think this is going to be fun. Sex dolls are nothing new. Since Hollywood has the franchise rights to the image and I am sure the stars of the movie the Edward and Bella actors; get the signing rights on that agreement also. I know this means everyone makes money. The issue is how real do we make these dolls? Our technology if we break this open can sky rocket this into a whole new A. I. world. That is what I am talking about. The rest of the team is going nerd to mad scientists and want the fantasy sex dolls. I want to take it further. What are your thoughts?"
"Jim, women will buy this Edward vampire doll in a heartbeat. T guess the Bella doll will sell too, but I bet you that Edward would double her. It could be even more. She was a trampy whore on the real life actor I gather with the stories that caused the break up. The studios held their breath so the last film would break the box office on big ticket sales. I just feel now this is all the chance for the fantasy voyeurism to go to a next level. A life a size Edward dude... Hell yes… gays would go for him too. The talk on that in the magazines make Rob Pattinson desired by women of all ages and young girls he is a sex icon and then gays want a fantasy turn with this guy. The studio knew exactly what they were doing to suggest this project. Now, here is the problem. How REAL do we make this?"
"Timothy, the guys want real, real, seriously, they are talking all moving parts. They want Bella, to do a lap dance, they want her to do more than oral sex, BJs, they got a little crazy talking. Guys are that way, yah know."
"So, do we reel this in? Do we let them go all out? Do we go beyond the studio's expectations? Give me some feedback Jim."
"So, what are the pitfalls?"
Jim got quiet looking around then making a sign to Timothy. The guys left the coffee room to head to another spot. Down two corridors they walked to a corner, turned, then a huge fan for circulating air began to drown out their mind thoughts. They needed a place to talk where conversations could not be recorded or heard. Out came one of the techie inventions of the team, to use as a tablet to convey what he was about to tell him. Timothy watched attentively.
Jim began to write. Some of it was in math, language, some in sigals; some in a strange language code they used for private messages. It all seemed to be science, math shop talk.
TRANSLATION:
"T, they will kill us for what I am about to tell you. Hollywood used their images, actors and films to mind control the masses or on the lower side, instill programming. They feed off the sexual fantasy energy too, along with corrupting the market with extended voyeurism. Do we really want to create for this slimy bunch of moguls this kind of thing?"
"J, you have a moral conscience? The other guys don't."
"T, yeah, but they will kill the nerds once they see how good this program could be. It can become a new hot form of A. I. too. This could go beyond that model of the Blade Runner movie. They lasted a year or two, then died. The guys will figure out a way to make them eternal."
"J, they are thinking they can do that?"
"T, and more. They want their own endless hot Bella sex doll to be with them and travel off to South America, checking out of Area 51 when this is done and be billionaires."
"J, the coding must be unbreakable if this goes that far and is that good, and a way to make sure the scientists never get bumped off when this is done? I don't see how we can do that? The other factor is the Hollywood script on this is that the dolls have a part to play beyond the movie. This will become Twilight changes to a Sci-Fi space oddity punk film. Bella will be a DOMINATRIX. FEM DOM doll. Granted folks that buy the ro-bots will use it for a sex doll and companion for fantasy daydreams. You do see my point?"
"T, yes, but the guys are doing this. I don't think you can reel this in. Michael is the interface to the studio holding this contract clenched in his fist. He is going to cash out and he would sell the guys up the river in a heartbeat as the money I heard in this will lend it to dog eat dog. I say we let the team go for it, keep an eye on the side coding, we both make our agreement now and then see who walks out of this alive."
"J, looks like this is already in motion."
Jim nodded and Timothy sighed. Death warrants were signed, could the hidden code in this protect the team or even them on an override? They headed back to the lunch room to finish the talk getting coffee.
"Jim, so you think the guys will make this life like?"
"Timothy, I think they are going to surprise us all. Nerds are like that. One is going to have a prototype of Bella as the Dominatrix within the month. He says, the studio outline was not to make her be a vampire or a Bella tripping. She is a strong bitch female that is hot with nothing in her way. Edward is to be her submissive male. I swear when they read that they howled. The entire idea is crazy, but in a weird science way, it works."
"Bella, is the dominant, the female Dominatrix. They might as well bring in G.I. Joe next or the Terminator." Timothy walked away with his coffee steaming in his mug.
Jim laughed, realizing there was going to be trouble in River City and that trouble was a pool. The team was going to get crazy wild with no one reeling the boys in. Just how far would they take this?