Chapter 4

Mark jerked awake as he felt Nissie move behind him. Reality began to dawn on him as Nissie pressed her bare breasts up against his back.

“Umm, master, good morning,” she whispered. She stretched her thin, smooth body out to her full length, her breasts proud, her nipples standing out from them as the blanket slipped off them, exposing them to the cooler air of the room.

“We have a lot to do today before we get to the next contract. I was reading about it, and this particular planet has some rather unique properties in terms of its atmosphere and gravity.”

Nissie waited for him to explain, “This place we are going to has a gravity almost half what you are used to; we will have to wear weights on our waists so that we don’t float upward and get hurt.” For some reason, Mark thought that this was another prearranged attack on him and Nissie by Tantka. A worried look crossed his face as Mark began to prepare, adjust, and put together more apparatuses for the work on the planet. Mark was still uneasy, remembering the weapon that the fake leader had pulled. Obviously, Tantka had gotten deeper into the data bank than they thought, as the weapon had been buried somewhat deep, and as he knew, Mark’s security measures were some of the hardest to crack.

Approaching the planet a few days later, Mark had briefed Nissie on everything he could to try and keep her safe, along with extra power units and instructions on how to use them. Nissie was still amazed that he had taken the time to show her. After all, she was just a slave, a tool for him to use. She guessed that Mark was different after all. Each time he did something like that, she was always expecting him to be like all other slave owners. Could he really be sincere about not wanting her as a slave? As she thought before, Mark was a mystery, and she was no closer to figuring him out now than she had been when they first met.

Mark was really worried now that they were on the planet. He knew that Tantka could have almost anything in place to take him and Nissie out, so he had plenty of time to get ready. Taking a speeder to the capital building, he sighed again. Didn’t these damn people have any pride at all? There was trash in the streets, not one of the vehicles they passed was operational, no signs were lit up, and it was almost as if they were in a ghost town with people in it. The president of the planet met them at the door as they entered.

“Come in please, we have been waiting on you!” he said, his excitement obvious, leading them to a plush room. Mark had Nissie thank him as he pulled a scanner and went around the room.

He had been afraid of finding micro explosives, energy disintegration beams, and a few plasma charges, so he started disarming them one at a time. An hour later, he finished and flipped on the nullifier as he pulled a new device out that Nissie had never seen before. Walking slowly around the room again, he shook his head as he started to find even more microexplosives. Mark smiled as he thought that Tantka was finally starting to get smarter. No one would have found these if they hadn’t had a scanner like his. After another hour, Mark finally breathed a sigh of relief. Damn it, he was going to have to do something about him.

Sitting down, he looked at Nissie. She had been taking notes the whole time and was looking worried at Mark. “Did you find everything?” she asked.

“I believe I did. This is the most intense scan that can be done, with the extras I threw in to enhance it,” he stated as he sat back and contemplated what he was going to do next. Walking out of the room, the president’s assistant waited for them.

“Mr. Mark needs to be taken to the mainframe of the planet-wide computer,” she stated, tight-lipped and irritated at what they had just gone through in the room.

The man’s head bobbed up and down as he led them deeper into the building. Mark sighed at the mess he found there. Half the circuits were gutted as if someone had pulled them out in an attempt to repair them. The problem was that it was a terrible job and looked like a half-hearted job.

After restoring power to the room after an hour, the real job started: tracing the lines and circuits, repairing them, and then testing them before moving on. After 12 hours, he had almost half of the main frame put back together. Hooking up the shields to the city power, he continued to work. Twelve hours later, he was putting the last of the circuits in when he noticed that there was an extra part on the circuit boards. Pulling his second scanner again, he found that it was another microcharge set to go off when the mainframe was activated. Cursing under his breath, he started scanning again, finding another three charges at strategic places throughout the main frame. After another hour, he was finally finished with the preparations. Mark took a deep breath as he started the main frame, slowly increasing the load on it. All appeared to be well.

Looking at the programs that hadn’t been updated in many years, Mark downloaded his anti-hack programs and anti-virus programs, running through the whole system. Finally, after 27 and a half straight hours of work, Mark was prepared to bring the system back online. The repair bots began to stir as they rapidly restored the building along with the utility bots. Stepping out into the hallway, Mark felt bone weary; this was the worst he had seen a comp. Had it just been the bots, then it mightn’t have been so bad. This was the first time he had had to almost rebuild a comp since he had been in school. Nissie stepped out behind him, shouting as her gravity power unit failed and she started to drift to the ceiling.

Reaching for her leg, he pulled her back down, her skirt settling over his head and her crotch settling on his face. Breathing in her scent, he moved her panties to the side and feasted on her slit, her gasp of pleasure apparent.

Standing there for at least 20 minutes, he put her through 3 orgasms before he reached for the power unit and lowered her to the floor. Snapping in a new unit, they walked back to their room. Mark released the shield and scanned the room again. Breathing easily, he laid down with Nissie and fell asleep.

A pulsing alarm was going off as Mark leaped from the bed, crouching beside it and looking at his wrist comp. It appeared that two bots were trying to get in the room. Damn it, he hadn’t thought of that as he accessed the main comp and shut down the bots. Suddenly there was a hissing sound. Mark threw a shield wrap at the bots, and they exploded inside the shield. The whole building shook as Mark prayed that the power unit in the wrap was enough to contain all of the blasts. A few moments later, people and soldiers came running while Mark scanned the area, making sure that there wasn’t any residual radiation, toxins, or harmful vapors left from the exploding bots.

Nissie had taken cover behind the bed, shaking in fear from the force of the blast. After giving the all-clear and retrieving his now spent, burnt-out shield wrap, sighing, he realized that the Tantka was getting worse.

The little bastard wasn’t going to give up any time soon. Walking over to Nissie, he helped her off the floor, assuring her that everything was okay. Shakily, she rose from the floor and realized, just as Mark did, that they were both naked. Shrieking, she ran for the bathroom as Mark grabbed a pair of shorts, much to the chagrin of the many female onlookers. The shorts didn’t offer much covering as his 9’’ cock, had been at full staff, watching Nissie run away.

In the bathroom with the door closed, Nissie contacted her friend in the brothel, or rather the owner of it, as she had bought out the previous owner just a few years ago. The woman’s face appeared on the screen.

“Nissie, hon, what’s wrong?” she asked, seeing the terrified look on her face.

“That dickless bastard tried to kill me and Mr. Mark. How are things on your end?” Nissie asked as she tried to get her shaking under control.

“We have implemented well over three-fourths of the plan you and I discussed last week. Have you told him what you are doing yet?” the woman looked intensely at Nissie. She was amazed the girl was willing to take the risks that she was. Suddenly, her eyes opened wide, “Oh my god! You’re in love with him, aren’t you? I thought I’d never see the day that this happened!”

Nissie blushed the deepest shade of red she ever had. Was it that apparent? Sighing, she should have known that she couldn’t hide it from her. She was her sister, after all, and had been around her most of her life. Her sister was enraged, trying to kill her sister, her only family?! Trying to calm down, she clicked off from Nissie and called her assistant, who gave orders.

“I want to know everything he doe, s if he takes a shit, I want to know about it. I want as much video as you can get,” she growled at him. He knew not to say anything as he had seen her this way before, and that time wasn’t very pretty at all.

Mark assured the president and the assistant that everything was okay now. He had run sweeps and hadn’t found any other explosives nearby. Many of the spectators started to wander away as the repair bot nearby waited to fix the hole in the floor where the explosive bots had been. Talking to the officials a few moments longer, he turned and went back into the room, heading for the bathroom. After activating the shield again, he opened the door to the bathroom and saw Nissie slumped on the floor, still shaking. He reached for her and held her as she finally started to calm down.

“You feel like a shower?” Mark asked as he caressed her face and rubbed her shoulders.

“As long as it’s with you, I won’t be as scared,” she sighed, breathing in his scent and calming further.

Stepping in, Mark marveled again at the smoothness of her body, at the perfect proportions that it held, as she clung to him while he started the shower. Turning her, he started to wash each part of her body as he felt the tenseness leave her body. Rinsing them both off, Mark helped her out, toweled her and himself off, and then took her to the room. Instead of getting dressed, Mark just held her as she was still a little shaken from the day’s events so far.

“I have to call the headmaster. Will you be okay here for a few minutes?” as he looked deeply into her eyes.

“Yes, Mas ... Mr. Mark, I need to make a call myself,” she replied as he turned and walked to the bedroom.

“Hello again, sir,” Mark started grimly, “I’m sure you know why I am calling.”

“We were just informed, Mark. Have you formulated a plan yet?” the headmaster looked at the grim-faced man, the tension apparent on his face.

“I believe I have, but it’s dangerous, and I am almost afraid to implement it.” He took a deep breath and shook his head. “It appears we will have to use it to eradicate the virus.”

The headmaster gasped out, as his mouth dropped open, “You know that the council has expressly forbade anyone to use it. It’s the most dangerous program ever written. Though I thought it was brilliant, it is still uncontrollable even with all the safeguards you wrote in.”

Mark nodded, “I know, sir, but if I can’t come up with something soon, he just might succeed in killing me. As hard as that may be, it is still a possibility.”

Meanwhile, Nissie was having another frustrated conversation with her sister. “Please tell me you have all that you need. I want this little prick dead,” Nissie said as she shook while looking at the image of her sister.

“Nissie, hon, I have every resource on it. As for your plan, I have started it a little early. I want this bastard, too. No one threatens my family.” Looking at Nissie, shaking had enraged her to the point that she wanted to wrap her hands around the little bastard’s throat herself.

“Don’t worry, Nissie, we’re going to get him. I’ll kill him myself if I have to. I have quite a few high-powered people who owe me a few favors, and I think it’s time I called in a few of them.” An evil and sinister smile played across her face as she had come up with a devious and underhanded plan of her own.

“Sis, I am terrified. This ass has tried to kill us 3 or 4 times, and if it wasn’t for Mark, I might be scared out of my mind.” She shook again.