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Go get a warm cloth and
clean me off. Then clean yourself and get dressed. We have a trip
to make,” Jacob instructed as he rose from Cal’s lap and dropped to
the bed.


Yes, Master.”

 

****

 


I tell you, Declan, it’s
like having to tell a child how to have sex. There is
nothing
sexy about that.
It gives me a sick feeling in my gut. You’ve got to do something!”
Jacob said as he stood in the center of Declan’s
apartment.


You brought your cyborg
over to my house at eleven at night for me to fix it?” Declan said
as he sat on his couch, yawning.


You persuaded me to plunk
down all this money on a CAL 2.0, assuring me it was the best
quality cyborg for the money.”


CAL 2.0
is
the best quality
cyborg for the money. But, it must be trained to your preferences.
You knew that. The salesmen go through a script, which I assisted
in writing. It has been trained in how to interact with people, but
no two people have the same sexual desires, so you must teach it
what you want and like.”


But any little nuance in
the sex becomes a new experience for it. It will sit and look at
me, awaiting instruction, all because one time I told it to fuck my
ass and the next I told it to suck my dick. By the next time, it
doesn’t know what to do. All I want it to do is fuck me, any which
way, without me having to give it a list. Can’t you do
something?”

Declan sighed as he rose to his feet.
He walked over to Cal and unhinged an access board in the back of
Cal’s neck. Declan punched in a few codes and adjusted a few items
before he frowned. “That’s odd.”


What?” Jacob
asked.


This CAL is
underproducing organic matter. That could be potentially doing
something to override the computer system, but it shouldn’t impact
it too much.” Declan strode over to his desk and returned with a
small screwdriver. He twisted something in the control panel and
scanned over everything else. Declan twisted something inside the
panel. “There, that should do it.”

Declan turned to Jacob and sighed.
“You’ve just got to be patient. This is an expensive piece of
equipment that is well worth the time involved in training it to
your likes and dislikes. What you need to do is create scenarios.
Go through step by step and show it what you want, labeling that
encounter scenario A. Then you can simply tell it to run that
program to do that list. When that gets boring, create another
scenario.”


What you’re saying is I
won’t ever be able to say,
Cal, fuck
me
, and have it take over like I really
want it to.”


The CAL system isn’t made
for that. We’ve gotten incredibly far since the first CAL was
built, but ultimately, it isn’t human. You can’t expect it to act
exactly as a human does,” Declan answered.


Then what was the point
of telling me to buy the thing?”

Declan closed Cal’s control panel and
rounded the couch to stand before Jacob. “Because you were lonely
and needed a companion. I thought perhaps a CAL unit would be a
stepping stone to a real person in your life. You can’t keep hiding
in your apartment. Perhaps this is a sign you really need to meet
someone, a human, a man who can fulfill all the needs you have
without being instructed. I have several friends who’ve been very
interested to meet you.”


I don’t feel like going
through the motions again, and I most certainly don’t need you
hooking me up. The meat markets are old and filled with guys just
looking for a quick score.”


That’s how I met Ben. And
he and I are incredibly happy now. There’s nothing wrong with going
out for a night of wild sex, as long as you use protection,” Declan
said. “You never know what might happen next. And in the very
least, you get a hot night of sex to take off the
pressure.”

Jacob shook his head. “I loved
Anthony. I’m not ready yet.”


It’s been six months,
Jacob. You’re too intelligent and too handsome to let that asshole
continue to screw with your head. Anthony was more infatuated with
his father’s money than he was with you.” Declan got a faraway look
to his face. “It’s all about the money with some
people.”

Not liking to be reminded of what was
in the past, Jacob cringed. Anthony’s father had been shamed to
have a gay son and had offered Anthony a fortune if he left Jacob.
Jacob had been sure Anthony would tell his father to shove it, but
he’d been so, so wrong. Anthony had promised Jacob forever, and
Jacob had bought into the fish tale, hook, line and sinker. Now,
Jacob didn’t want to have his heart shattered like that ever again.
It was easier to shut himself off than to try again.

Which had made the cyborg all the more
interesting. There were no feelings involved, just need. But
Jacob’s needs weren’t being met, either.


Maybe I need to return
him,” Jacob said out loud as he glanced over the robot.


You know there are no
refunds after you’ve had sex with it. It’s now yours forever,”
Declan intoned. “You’re just going to have to try
harder.”


That was the point. This
was supposed to be easier than working on a
relationship.”

Declan shrugged. “Perhaps this wasn’t
the best thing for you.”

Jacob sighed as he walked over to the
cyborg. “Up, Cal. We’re going home.”


Yes, Master,” the cyborg
said as it rose from its seat.

Chapter Two

 

The rumble of thunder sounded in the
distance as Jacob walked down the steps of Declan’s apartment
building. The scent of rain filled the air. There was no way Jacob
would find an aerocab that late at night. “We need to hurry. Rain
is coming.”


Yes, Master.”

Jacob was so tired of
hearing
yes, master
he could scream. Buying the cyborg had been a mistake, and
now he was shackled with that mistake for the rest of his life. It
was worse than a bad marriage. “Can you stop saying
that?”


What, Master?”

Jacob grew angry, and he
wasn’t quite sure why he was so angry. Cal wasn’t real and wasn’t
responsible for the ill feelings Jacob had. But Cal was close by
and Jacob’s fury needed a punching bag. “Stop calling me master! I
want to be
mastered
, not be
a master
. Don’t you understand that?” Jacob paused in the middle of
the street. “Don’t answer that. Of course you don’t, that’s part of
the problem. I want a man to dominate me. I want a man to throw me
down on the bed, tie me up, spank my bottom, and have his wicked
way with me. And you can’t be that. It’s now glaringly obvious that
you’ll never be anything more than a toy that I have to instruct in
every painful step, thus ruining the experience.”

Jacob turned and stormed down the
center of the street. A chill wind blew down and made Jacob shiver.
The moment a crack of lightning pierced the air around them, it
illuminated the sky, making night turn to day in a split second.
Jacob pulled his jacket tighter around his collar as a fat raindrop
hit him on the cheek. “Hurry, Cal. We need to get inside as quickly
as possible.”

Another flash of lightning slammed the
earth, so close it lifted the tiny hairs on the back of Jacob’s
neck and over his arms. He turned to check on Cal to see the cyborg
in a pile on the street, smoke rising from its body.


Damn it!”

 

****

 

Jacob pulled the cyborg into the front
door of his apartment sometime near one in the morning. He’d had to
carry the behemoth across town to his building and up eight flights
of stairs since the lightning had apparently knocked out the power
grid in their neighborhood, meaning no air chute to get to his
floor. And anti-matter energy was supposed to be so much better
than fusion? Not likely. Lightning proved Mother Nature was a
greater power than anything man could make.

He dropped the still smoking lump of
organic material into a chair near the door before turning to
manually lock up. As soon as Jacob punched in the override codes,
the power returned. Jacob sighed and pulled his wet jacket off and
hung it over the hook near the entrance and glimpsed himself in the
mirror.

Jacob looked a hot mess, his short,
dark locks wet and clinging to his head in different directions. He
attempted to brush them with his fingers into some semblance of a
style, rethinking what Declan had said earlier about him being too
smart and too handsome to be alone. Jacob stared at his reflection,
wondering what men thought of when they glanced his way. He was
tall enough, but not too tall at five-eleven. His jade eyes were
just interesting enough to make conversation. His features were
masculine, with an aquiline nose and angular jaw, but his full lips
and curving eyebrows seemed to soften the severity of his stronger
features.

All in all, Jacob knew he wasn’t ugly.
He also knew Declan was right; he needed to get out and be around
real people again. But the pain of Anthony’s betrayal still stung,
and Jacob didn’t feel he would be able to trust again. It wasn’t
fair to date again if he couldn’t give someone a true
chance.

His gaze drifted to Cal. Cal was
supposed to be that stepping stone, but the experiment had failed.
What did that say about Jacob’s chances of going out into the world
once more? Maybe it was a sign that he needed more time. And that
lightning bolt? It was just an exclamation point to the truth.
Jacob needed to get past the pain of Anthony before he could be
free to love someone again.

Jacob walked over to Cal, unsure of
what he needed to do. It was too late to call Declan, who was
already upset Jacob had shown up so late. There was no cyborg
emergency room, at least not that late at night. The dealership
would reopen at eight. Jacob could haul Cal over there, and they
could see what could be done. Luckily, Jacob had gotten the
insurance, which covered acts of God. The dealership would just
replace his cyborg. Maybe the next Cal would be better and
comprehend what Jacob needed.

With a sigh, Jacob went on to
bed.

 

****

 

I want to be mastered, not
be a master … I want a man to dominate me … I want a man to throw
me down on the bed, tie me up, spank my bottom, and have his wicked
way with me.

Cal’s eyes flew open, his circuits
zipping through his body as the voice of his owner echoed in his
ears. Those were some of the last words he remembered hearing
before he’d been struck by lightning. Blackness had settled until
he’d finally been able to reboot his system. He rolled his head on
his neck, his body stiff and sore after the strike. Checking for
damage, Cal lifted to his feet and stretched each of his limbs, and
found none. A full system analysis showed no lingering electrical
issues. He took a deep breath and gazed around the room.

Somehow, he’d been brought back to his
owner’s apartment. Soft light was filtering through the windows,
warning of morning. A lone bird sang in a tree nearby, filling
Cal’s hears with its lovely song.

Cal walked toward his
master’s bedroom, ready to perform the last instructions he’d been
given.
I want to be mastered, not be a
master … I want a man to dominate me … I want a man to throw me
down on the bed, tie me up, spank my bottom, and have his wicked
way with me.

Jacob lay in his bed, nude and fast
asleep. Cal wondered if he should awaken his master and check to
see if Jacob wanted him to perform his tasks now, but that seemed
to trouble his owner. Perhaps he needed to do as his master seemed
to require.

He walked to the closet where Jacob
stored all his sexual toys and collected four cuffs and a paddle.
Cal returned to the bed and began to bind the cuffs around Jacob’s
wrists and attached them to the bedposts. His master writhed a
little on the bed, but never awoke. Cal continued, adding the
remaining cuffs to Jacob’s ankles. He lifted one of his master’s
legs closer to the headboard and attached it before gripping the
other.


Wha-what … what are you
doing?” Jacob asked sleepily. “Cal? What are you doing?”


What you instructed,” Cal
said as he lifted the paddle and hefted it in his hand. He smacked
his opposite palm, testing the strike against his nerve
receptors.


What is it … I … ah …
instructed you to do?”


You said you wanted to be
mastered, tied to the bed, paddled, and what I assume means to be
fucked. Am I correct?”

Jacob’s eyes grew larger, his retinas
widening. Cal’s data told him that meant one of two things, fear or
lust. Cal gazed over the bound human, taking in more data. Jacob’s
breathing was elevated, as was his pulse. Sweat beaded on the man’s
brow. Either of those things could describe both emotions. Cal
glanced at the man’s cock and saw it standing at attention, a milky
bead of fluid seeping from the tip. Cal grasped the root of Jacob’s
cock, drew his hand down the length, and licked the semen from the
head. Jacob moaned lowly, and his head swept from side to
side.

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