Elknid's Behemoth
Copyright© 2022 by Aridecan
Chapter 2
Science Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 2 - Kim Stone is a legendary mech pilot, shot down while the Commonwealth fought the Argentian slavers above their base. Their base was built on the long-dead husk of an ancient behemoth. The reports of its death were greatly exaggerated and the behemoth woke up. Fearing the loss of classified and valuable equipment the Commonwealth purged Kim’s equipment, leaving her naked in one of the behemoth’s many cargo bays.
Caution: This Science Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Mult Consensual Drunk/Drugged Hypnosis NonConsensual Reluctant Romantic Slavery Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction GameLit Military Restart War Science Fiction Aliens DoOver Robot Space Sister BDSM DomSub FemaleDom Humiliation Light Bond Rough Sadistic Spanking PonyGirl Group Sex Orgy Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism Food Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Tit-Fucking Big Breasts Body Modification Public Sex Small Breasts ENF
“Finally, another broken water pipe.” EB’s frustration was showing in his voice. The AI’s personality had shifted the more he was with Kim.
“Ooooh, why do we need more water?” Kim was still covered in the behemoth’s mind-altering goo and was being led along by EB’s floating camera drone by the cable leash.
“To get you clean, you can’t be covered in that goo all the time. And you’ll be back to normal.”
“I guess. But...”
“But what, Kim?”
“Oh, you should call me by my full name!” The goo-covered woman couldn’t help but giggle.
“But what, Kim Stone?”
“No, my new name. Do it, master.”
The drone turned to look at the woman, giving another long pause before the AI said, “But what, Slave Kim?”
“Oh, have I been bad? Bad enough to punish master?”
“No, you haven’t!”
“Awww, Okay. Don’t change my ID back to Kim Stone even if I order you to. Just tell me you can’t. Just call me by my full name or the first name, never ever use Kim on its own, got that?” The woman visibly shivered as she thought of it, “Or just show me the video of me telling you to change my ID. I know I won’t remember this fun time.”
“You really are high on that goo. Slave Kim” The AI started to move towards the broken water pipe, dragging the leashed woman behind the drone. But Kim didn’t move and tried to grab the leash and tug back.
“I’m not moving till you agree to that order, EB.”
“Fine, Slave Kim. Shall we get clean?”
“Oh, I guess you don’t have to use my name all the time. But when you do, make sure you use the right one.”
“Okay, Slave ... Can we get the goo off you now?”
“But I don’t wanna get clean, and becomes boring Kim again. Please.”
The drone stopped again and turned to look at the woman. It watched her for a few seconds and then used the collar to shock her. Visible sparks flowed over her body, and she cried out. “Ooooh, yes!”
“I don’t know why you like that so much. It’s supposed to be a punishment.”
“But it feels so good.”
“It has to be that goo.” EB dragged Kim under the water to start washing off the goo.
“Wha ... another shower?” She quickly turned away from the camera drone and noticed she was still partially covered in the slick gel. Her hands started to wash rapidly to get rid of the rest of the goo.
“We got the drone, but you were covered in the goo again ... Kim.”
“Oh yuck! Hey, what’s this cable? And why do I have this collar on?”
EB took a few moments to figure out the best way to tell Kim, without going into too much detail, “The collar has a recharge function on it. The cable is there to help power the drone. You need to wear the collar because it needs to be close to your implant so I can transmit audio and visual data from the drone’s camera or other views ... Kim.”
She let go of the cable and cleaned herself in the pouring water. It wasn’t long till she was clean, and the two went back into the tunnel.
“I must look a sight, naked, collared, and leashed by a drone. Good thing you can’t take a picture of yourself leading me like this.” Her breathing increased as she thought about it, her face flushing red. However, she did cover herself again when the camera drone started to turn towards her again. “Hey, don’t look!”
The camera turned back to the tunnel, “We can get some secondary camera drones that use this one as a mothership if you like ... Kim.”
“So you can take pictures of me being led by you? No, that would be so embarrassing.”
“Yes, it would be, they don’t have a big battery, but some of them can be quite stealthy. So they might be useful for scouting and ensuring we don’t run into anything ... Kim.”
“Okay, I guess we can get some of those too, but how?”
“We might run into some slaver bots that might have some. We just need to distract them long enough for me to hack into it to steal the drones. Or disable it ... Kim.”
“Um ... EB ... Why are you always calling me by my name?”
“You had requested I call you by your full name while covered by the goo.”
“Oh ... That’s so formal. Just call me by my first name.”
“As you wish, Slave.”
“What? That’s not my first name!”
“When you put your collar on, it changed your ID in your implant.” The AI paused before continuing, “You’re now Slave Kim.”
“Can’t you hack it and change it?”
“No, I could change it once, and this is what you asked.”
EB Played the video for Kim. She was on her knees with the collar around her neck. Her hands were between her legs, with her large breasts pressed between her biceps.
“Could I be Slave Kim?” Then, with some editing, he cut out a little bit, “Make me Slave Kim.”
After the video played, EB said, “I can’t change the ID again.”
Kim looked shocked and blushed deeply, “I’m going to be called Slave Kim by everyone who can read the ID?”
“Yes, slave.”
“Can’t you just call me Kim?”
The AI paused, “No, I’m prevented from calling you anything but Slave, or Slave Kim.”
Despite her embarrassment, Kim shivered as she stood there, her breath increasing as she bit her lip, “So ... you have to call me slave?”
“I’m afraid so, Slave Kim.”
Kim couldn’t help but look down at the ground. “Umm, is there any way around this?”
“No, I don’t think so.”
“Well, as long as I don’t have to call you master, we’re good.”
“I think the same protocols apply, Slave...”
“So Master or Master EB? What happens if I don’t call you that?”
“I don’t think there are any restrictions on that. Technically I’m supposed to punish you if you’re bad.”
“Really? Why is that?”
The AI played another picture of Kim on her knees again. She was masturbating and had the cable attached to her collar, “Oh, of course, Master EB, punish me whenever I’m bad.”
Kim’s voice got quiet, “Oh ... I guess you’d better.” She shivered again, still trying to cover her nipples and pussy.
“What was that, Slave?”
“No, no, no, never mind!” She said, shaking her head back and forth. The drying hair swished back and forth. It was long and covered the top of her rump while standing still. And with her previous vanity, the hair was colored a bright, fluorescent magenta.
EB tried an experiment and gave the leash a bit of a yank. Causing Kim to stumble forward as she walked. “I think I want to hear it, Slave Kim.”
Despite herself, the tall woman moaned at the yank, “I said I guess you’d better.”
“Better do what?”
“Punish me when I’m bad! You’re a bastard for making me say that! Owww!” She did get shocked by saying that. “That hurt!”
“Interesting. When you’re covered in the goo, you almost orgasm when I shock you and literally beg for more.”
“No way!”
“I can play the video, Slave.”
“Ummm, no, I’ll be good.”
“I’ll be good, Master EB.” The AI repeated for her.
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