sentient female bot, perfect in every way. A man’s dream. It didn’t matter whether you liked redheads or blondes; the sexbot was able to shift her appearance based on the arousal level of her purchaser.
“Holy God,” Raul muttered as he approached the bed.
She went from being perched to turning over and spreading her legs on all fours. Her long blond hair shifted to black, and her flesh paled as she pushed her ass out for Raul.
His hands came out to frame it.
The sexbot took on the appearance of Alexa. In every way but her frigid primness. Raul rubbed his hand across his mouth as the bot looked back at him.
“I need you,” she whimpered. “Daddy.”
Oh fucking hell. Hysterian had enough. He surged forward and threw Raul up against the wall. The sexbot ran out of the room behind him.
“What the fuck!?” Raul yelled, thrashing. “Captain?” His surprise soon gave way to fear.
Hysterian threw Raul onto the bed by his neck.
He twisted and fled to the other end. Hysterian grabbed Raul’s boot and dragged him back.
Raul kicked like a child, raising his hands to his face. “Fucking hell! What the fucking hell!?”
Hysterian leaned over him, clasping Raul’s neck. “Hello, Raul.”
His eyes widened, then he sneered. “Do it,” Raul spat. “Do it! You piece of shit! You want to. I can tell.”
Hysterian gripped harder, pressing into Raul’s trachea.
Raul coughed, croaked. “Kill me, you Cyborg motherfucker! She’ll never fucking forgive you.”
Hysterian’s systems seized. His fingers bit into Raul’s neck, breaking skin. All he could see was Raul jacking off, Raul laughing, Raul teasing Alexa. “You should have never kissed her.” He saw that.
He saw everything.
He found it on the Questor’s security footage.
Raul’s face went from white to red. “Fucking worth it.”
Hysterian’s nostrils flared. His fingers twisted.
“She’ll never be yours,” Raul rasped. “You don’t know her like I do.”
“You think you know her?”
“I know she isn’t what you think she is.”
Hysterian scowled. After one last brutal squeeze, he tore his hand from Raul’s neck and yanked off his glove.
Raul’s hands shot up and wrapped around his neck. Curling onto his side, he sputtered and coughed. Hysterian folded his glove, setting it on the table next to the bed. Raul met his eyes when Hysterian turned back to him.
“You have no idea what you’re doing,” Raul wheezed.
“Stop. Fucking. Talking.”
Raul shunted and rolled off the bed. Hysterian grabbed the back of Raul’s uniform and yanked him to his chest. He wrapped one arm around Raul as his crewmate cursed and yelled, forcing him to still. He placed his bare hand before Raul’s face, his long fingers outstretched.
“What are you doing?”
Hysterian covered Raul’s face with his hand and closed his eyes.
Raul thrashed and tore at Hysterian’s hand. “What the fuck are you doing!?”
“‘You’ll see, Dear. You’ll never want another man between your legs after me. I knew you had a rack to die for hiding under all these layers,’” Hysterian whispered Raul’s words back to him as Hysterian’s glands opened. A dangerously high dose of batrachotoxin, mixed with nanobots to pierce the skin layer, released from his glands.
It was the first toxin Hysterian ever had in his arsenal. The one he was created with. The one his body naturally made, implanted within his systems by the very doctors who built him, enhanced to meet Hysterian’s worst needs.
Raul screamed, kicked, rammed his elbow into Hysterian, but ultimately succumbed. Everyone always succumbed. Within moments, Raul had enough toxin in his system to send him straight into paralysis. His body went limp, and Hysterian dropped his hand from Raul’s face. He hauled Raul’s body onto the bed and laid him out.
Hysterian pulled out a needle from his inside pocket and injected Raul with tetrodotoxin, a counter to his poison. Just enough to keep Raul alive, alive and in misery until he recovered.
Hysterian dropped the needle and crushed it under his boot. He stared at Raul for a time. The ion blocker would be in Raul’s system even with the counter for weeks to come. Hysterian made sure of it.
“You will suffer a day for every second you were touching her,” he whispered into Raul’s ear.
When Raul finally did rise and have full use of his body again, the Questor, Alexa, and the rest of the crew would be on the other side of the universe.
Hysterian exhaled, tugged his glove back on, and turned for the door. He stepped out to find the headmistress and the sexbot he ordered waiting for him on the other side.
“Is it done?” the headmistress pushed