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“What’s that?” I asked, trying to turn my face over my shoulder to get a look at Master Hendryk’s face, where I had observed the previous day that the golden fuzz on his morning chin made him even more devastatingly handsome.
“Remember she didn’t go to college, Master!” Candy contributed.
More heat rushed to my face.
“And you did?” I retorted, trying to turn further to get a look at her.
“No, Renee,” Master Hendryk said, using his hand on my hip to keep me in place. I gave a little gasp as I felt his cock start to harden again inside my pussy, and I realized that the simple act of bending me to his will and keeping me in place had reawakened my master’s desire for me. “I’m going to use your pussy again, now,” he continued, “and then we’ll talk about educational theory and the kind of career I think might interest you.”
CHAPTER19
Hendryk
Back in my office, I started trying to figure out what the hell had gone wrong with Candy—if anything. The leading contender for an explanation lay in Renee having imagined her artificial bed sister speaking in what could be hexadecimal and perhaps also saying, “transmitting.” I had gone over Candy’s logs on Monday, after the incident—or whatever one could call it—had occurred. They had no indication that she had said anything of the kind, and her overnight diagnostics had registered as nominal that night as well as last night.
I pulled up the log from Monday again and found the section where it seemed Renee had imagined Candy saying something strange—or, because I still didn’t want to dismiss the idea in case something weird actually was going on, where Reneehadheard the AI concubine utter letters and numbers and maybe the wordtransmitting.
The logs—really, the redaction of the actual logged data inside Candy’s artificial brain automatically prepared to be readable by a regular human being like me—had a record of the events inside the high-tech girl that had any significance in her interaction with the world outside her.
[11:33:08:89] MOTOR ACTIVITYpush anal plug 1mm
[11:33:09:13] MOTOR ACTIVITYpush anal plug 1mm
[11:33:09:87] AUDITORY INPUTconcubine renee“ow”
[11:33:10:92] AUDITORY INPUTconcubine renee“ow… please… candy… not… not… yet… it’s too big”
[11:33:12:05] VERBAL OUTPUT “you’re being punished, renee, it’s supposed to hurt, you were mean to me”
[11:33:13:57] SENSORY STIMULUSconcubine renee’s anus relaxes ca. 0.75 degrees
[11:33:13:58] MOTOR ACTIVITYpush anal plug 3mm
[11:33:14:72] AUDITORY INPUTconcubine renee [sob]
[11:33:16:04] AUDITORY INPUTconcubine renee“what”[rising inflection: question]
[11:33:16:95] MOTOR ACTIVITYpush anal plug 2mm
I had decided that the point at which Renee said, “What?” must represent the moment she had either hallucinated or actually heard Candy say something strange, but no indication appeared in the log of Candy saying anything at all. I had looked at the raw data, too, and now I pulled it up again to make certain I hadn’t missed something. As far as I could tell with my limited coding skills the redacted log hadn’t left anything out.
On the basis of the log I had decided I must have been correct in telling Renee that she had imagined it. The girl—the sweet, beautiful girl, my mind automatically added, as it seemed to have started doing every time I thought of her—certainly had good reason to suppose Candy might do something unexpected and, in particular, something that demonstrated the digital nature of her artificial mind.
I had, however, also checked Renee’s background and I hadn’t felt much surprise to find that she had never had any training in computers beyond basic typing classes. It represented only the most circumstantial of evidence, but her telling me that Candy had spoken lettersandnumbers seemed to me to indicate that what she had heard was in hexadecimal, base sixteen, where the letters A through G are used to indicate the numbers non-coders are familiar with in base ten: 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16.
I couldn’t get over the nagging suspicion that if she had hallucinated Candy saying something computerese Renee would have heard the imagined words in binary: the numbers one and zero—something likeone one zero one one zero zero.That was the way they did computerese in the movies, after all, and a hallucination could easily have come from Renee’s experience of popular culture. But I had never seen a movie that used hex, presumably precisely because regular people, non-coders and non-mathematicians, would get confused if they didn’t hear the usual binary.
I had nevertheless decided that Renee must have picked up the idea of hex from a wayward piece of code on someone’s social media feed, after Candy’s diagnostics came back nominal that night. I had almost forgotten about it, because Tuesday had unfolded in such a delightful way, with Candy spanking Renee before making her come so very hard. The night in bedà troishad also represented everything I had hoped for from the wonderfully unique sexual circumstances into which luck and several million dollars had gotten me.
Yes, I had definitely started falling for Renee, and that would have to be thought through and dealt with. But I had carefully reconfigured Candy’s personality parameters before knocking off work that evening. When I had first brought Renee home Sunday night, I had thought it would amuse me to keep Candy’s jealousy level at its preset of six out of ten. I had wanted to see what effect it would have on Renee to find herself in competition with her bed sister for her master’s attention. Indeed, the Institute’s assessors had recommended that the harsh discipline Renee needed would gain strength from feeling jealous herself, and watching her master use another girl as he chose.
I found, though, that as I got to know my adorable new bed girl, my feelings changed dramatically. I could see something so appealing, so seductively innocent in her eyes as she looked up at me while I held her knees nearly to her ears… while she cried out in mingled discomfort and need… while I drove my hardness into her tight little pussy over and over and she climaxed again and again…
I decided I wanted to make her first few days, at least, in my house, free of the stress that having a jealous bed sister might cause. I also decided that she should start exploring the career opportunities she would have available both during her term of service to me and afterward. Candy would help with that, and the two of them would learn to get along well together once Renee saw that Candy didn’t represent a threat but rather a help to her.
Yes, Candy spanking Renee, which had of course come from her jealousy subroutines, had aroused me enormously—and I didn’t rule out turning up the artificial girl’s jealousy parameter again once Renee had found her footing with me. It might well help her to feel how she had enchanted me and I didn’t have the same interest in fucking Candy as I had before, if she saw that Candy’s pleas for attention fell on deaf ears.
For the moment, though, I had turned Candy’s jealousy down to zero. And then she had acted jealous in bed this morning. And then, just now, I had pulled up Candy’s personality parameters and found that either I had hallucinated turning her jealousy down, or something—or someone—had reset it to six.
