Guardian Ch 03 2

This is the third chapter of the novel, Guardian.

If you have not, please read the first two chapters of Guardian. It will help in following the story line.

I self-check, so any mistakes are mine.

All characters sexually involved are eighteen years of age.

LIVE LARGE!!!

BoCur

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Guardian Ch. 03

Joy lifted her head from my chest offering her lips, looking radiant in an orgasmic after glow.

I accepted the invitation and kissed those luscious lips.

*Master it was incredible! I did not realize how wonderful making love to you would be. So much more than expected! I lost control, of my body, even my thought, just centering on the fantastic feelings you give me.*

*You are marvelous! I LOVE YOU!*

As I embraced her, my arms around her shoulders, one hand gently stroking her head, I felt very protective of this strange, beautiful, magical woman.

It registered, to my surprise, regardless of the minimum time I had been aware of Joy, I was reciprocal in my feelings. Deep and emotional, it was not lust, although present in great amount.

I do not know or really care if it was due to our bonding. It was real and made me happy.

*Joy, I love you!* I emotionally answered.

*OH MASTER! I am honored but it is not necessary. I am your bonded servant and slave.*

*It may not be necessary but it's a fact. I consider you much more than that, my partner and companion. Read my mind.*

Her face lit up, a picture of pure love, joy and adoration, as she effused, *Thank you Master. I shall not disappoint.*

"I know you won't. I'll always endeavor to rise to your expectations."

"My expectations are and shall always be only yours, my Master. I am yours to do as you will. It is impossible for you to disappoint me or for me to oppose you. Counsel, advise, caution, sometime strongly, but never, never, never oppose."

I gave her another kiss, hugging her tightly.

Reclining in bed we talked throughout the day and into the night, making love multiple times for extended passionate bouts.

My stamina was astonishing and Joy was awesome.

In between our love sessions I began to familiarize myself, with Joy's patient guidance, on the extraordinary powers I now possessed. I also started accessing the Brae pool of knowledge.

I had a lot to learn.

I asked Joy to share dinner with me. What I had been thinking about, a large, medium rare steak, tossed salad, baked potato, rolls and glass of ice tea appeared on the bar.

Joy nibbled on the delicious meal as I ate with gusto.

She instructed me on materialization, the creation of objects and material from fundamental elements found all around.

She had me practice on creating a slice of pie on a saucer and a cup of coffee.

I concentrated and they appeared on the bar. I envisioned the pie disappearing and it did. I wished it to re-appear à la mode with vanilla ice cream and there it was.

I enjoyed it very much as did Joy who ate more than me.

As with food, I no longer needed to sleep, but habits are hard to ignore. In the wee hours of morning I took a nap with Joy curled up beside me.

Who does not like to take a nap?

Especially with a beautiful naked woman!

An hour or so later I woke to see Joy smiling sweetly at me.

I kissed her and asked, "Did you sleep?"

"No Master. I watched you."

I rolled over her and we had another extended passionate bout of love. Much later she lay on top of me, head resting my chest, breasts pressed against my stomach. My arms were wrapped around her, each hand resting on the lobes of her bubble butt.

I asked, *Baby is there reasons why we need to stay here and not immediately go to the spaceship?*

*If you are ready, no Master,* without moving Joy answered

*I am ready and think it would be best if we go as soon as possible. If we stay we would have to keep inside the apartment. It would be impossible for someone as beautiful as you not to receive notice and the change in my appearance will raise questions.*

*My disappearance now will not garner much, if any scrutiny, but both us sticking around will attract attention.*

*Then we will go.*

*Do we need bring anything?*

*No Master. Everything we need or want is on the ship.*

*OK let's go. Make the apartment appear as if nobody has been here, free of any evidence of the time we spent here.*

*Alright Master it shall be done. Are you ready?*

*Yes.*

We had been lying naked in a full bed in the small, plain, drab, dim bedroom of my apartment, and instantly we were lying on a bed larger than a California king bed, in a large, bright, luxuriously appointed, bedroom.

*We are here Master.*

Impressed, I stood up looking around and commented, *If the ship is anywhere near as awesome as this room, it is fantastic. Let's get dressed and go take a look.*

*Yes Master, there are clothes in the closet,* Joy responded, pointing, *which conform to the uniforms worn by star ship members on a TV show from a your memory, 'Star Trek'.*

Against the far wall was a walk in closet. On one side were men's uniforms and on the other was women's.

The slacks and pullover shirts were in a variety of different colors. We chose navy blue slacks and gold tops with borders of blue matching the slacks. There were belts, socks and boots.

The uniforms fit perfectly with Joy's molding to her, accenting her luscious curves.

I complimented, *Very becoming. Almost as good as when you are naked.*

*Thank you Master, you also are handsome. You may change the color or style of the uniforms.*

She giggled, adding provocatively, *We are alone on the ship so if you prefer,... au naturel?*

*These are fine,* I quipped, striking a poise, *Do I resemble Captain James T. Kirk?*

Joy was momentarily lost as to my peculiar question, but in a second she laughed, responding with a splendid smile. *The fictitious television captain is not even in the same league as my splendid Master.*

Chuckling at the comparison, I jokingly complimented, although it riddled was with truth, *When we are conducting ship business I need to stay sharp as possible. Dressed, you present enough distraction, naked it would be impossible to keep my mind and hands from enjoying your treasures. I shall insure we have plenty of time here, in our bedroom, where we can divest our clothes and make love.*

Keeping with the tone Joy with false petulance, asked, *Promise?*

I pulled her to me and kissed her, rubbing her ass, stating, *Guarantee. How could I keep my hands off such a sexy beautiful woman?*

I let her go and said, *Later Baby. Seriously for now I want to look at the ship. Have you ever been on board?"

*No Master, but I'm familiar with the general design and layout of the ship.*

*Well then lead the way.*

*Master I suggest you first look at the computer terminal, to be sanctioned.*

*Sanctioned?*

*Yes, it necessary for identification and authorization, to proceed further. It will provide a basis for a better orientation.*

*OK,* I agreed nodding

At her direction I went to an alcove off the bedroom.

Positioned inside was only a white desk, facing and touching the back wall, with a large, plush, black leather, high back office chair in front. The desk top was empty except for a twenty four inch black square of glass in its center, flush with the surface of the desk top.

*Is the black square the computer keyboard?*

*Yes Master. Please sit, placing your hand palm down on the desk and looking straight ahead at the wall behind the desk. The ship has been preprogrammed to recognize and accept you as its Captain. This scan will confirm, authorize and activate.*

*The ship is alive?*

*No, not in the sense of your question. It does have the capability, via extremely advanced Artificial Intelligence, to mimic all functions of life but is not sentient. Its abilities are myriad but cannot act independently outside of its programming.*

*You, as its Captain, must order or request. After the initial connection and authorization, you only have to communicate, verbally or by telepathy, to make contact from anywhere inside the ship.*

*A screen will appear before you, displaying your requested information.*

I sat, Joy standing to my left, and stared at the blank white wall behind the desk. When I touched my palm flat against the black square, the entire wall behind the desk turned into a black screen. A beam of light flashed from the screen into my retinas for a micro second, taking a biometric reading.

An androgynous digital voice asked, "Captain McMurdy how may I assist?"

"Who am I talking to. Do you have a name?"

"I am the ship, Captain. I have never been assigned a name. You are the first with whom I have communicated."

"Alright. Well... Lucy. Your name is Lucy. That is how I shall address you."

"My name is Lucy. I shall be known as Lucy and shall respond to the same."

"Lucy do have in your data banks a female voice in the vocal range of a mezzo-soprano? If so use it."

"Will this suffice Captain?" softly asked a woman in a sultry voice.

"Very nice. Thank you Lucy."

I continued, "Can you project a reactive hologram representing yourself when we communicate?"

"Yes Captain. How should the hologram appear?"

"Computer display a picture of the American actress, Gail Panett, with her measurements."

The screen displayed the image of this gorgeous woman, a famous actress.

"Lucy appear very similar to this image, not an exact match, but very close. A bit taller, younger, more voluptuous, and no hair anywhere except for her skull, eyebrows and eyelashes."

A hologram of a beautiful, naked young woman appeared before me. The resemblance was strong, but with subtle differences. She could have been Miss Panett's younger more beautiful sister.

"Does this meet your approval Captain?"

"Yes. Now can you present yourself in a natural physical body?"

The hologram instantly transformed into a woman which you could not tell if you did not know from a real flesh and blood woman.

"Captain will this suffice?"

"Wow! Yes I like!"

Admiring this beautiful, naked woman, I ran my hand over Lucy's soft, smooth and warm body as she stood by my chair in her naked glory.

My dick was instantly hard and from the visual and tactile women I was touching.

I removed my hands before things went astray and got back to business.

"Lucy please dress in one of our uniforms, otherwise your beauty will provide too great of a detraction for me to accomplish any work."

Instantly she wore a ship's uniform matching ours.

"Very good Lucy. This is how you are to appear when I call on you, unless I say otherwise."

"As you will Captain."

I introduced Joy, "This is Joy. Treat her as you would me."

She nodded to Joy, "Joy. Yes, Captain she is your bonded AAIB, part of you, indivisible as such I will obey her as I do you."

"Good. What is the name of this ship?"

"Captain it is your prerogative to name this vessel, created for your use, as was I."

"I christen this ship, Guardian. May I and Guardian live up to that name."

"An excellent name Captain. I have no doubt of yours and Guardian's success."

"Lucy I know the Guardian is invisible but show me an accurate representation of it at a distance from an outside perspective."

The wall behind the desk became a screen with a perfect smooth, shiny, silver, sphere centered against the dark surface of the moon. The sphere had no markings or protrusions.

"Now Guardian's schematics."

The screen changed to display a cutaway graphic of the 1000 feet diameter ship along it axis and a diagram of each of the twelve levels.

The top level was the Bridge with the raised Command Center, a Ready Room, a Conference Room and an Observatory.

The second level was the computer area, Lucy, the interactive brain of Guardian.

On the third level, on which we currently located, were the living quarters, ten en suite bedrooms, in addition to the master suite, a large common sitting area, galley, dining room, and three half baths.

The fourth level was the rec area, containing a media room, game room, exercise room, hot tub, sauna, sweat lodge, Olympic sized pool and multiple bathrooms with showers.

The fifth level contained an infirmary with 25 beds, a clinic, operating room, pharmacy and a laboratory.

The sixth level housed the Guardian's propulsion units.

The seventh level contained the Guardian's armament.

The eighth level was the maintenance level where all the equipment and systems needed to operate the ship was located.

The ninth was a storage level where all the proponents needed for Guardian operations were kept, along with many inert automatons. Lucy or I could activate and transport the automatons to any area of Guardian where they were need. When the assigned task was completed they would be transported back to the storage level and deactivated.

The tenth level was a brig.

The eleventh level was a cargo hold, a huge area which could accept outside products.

The bottom level was a ship port with two small ships. In addition it would accept one mid-sized ship. All ships would be teleported in and out of the port.

The ship and most levels were hermetically sealed with no ingress, egress points or mechanical or structural means to move to and from different levels.

A central elevator ran from the twelfth level to Bridge. There was no access from the elevator to the 2nd, 6th, 7th, 8th, 9th and 10th levels.

Entry to these levels was impossible without teleportation. Only Lucy, Joy and I had that capability.

"Thank you Lucy. Joy and I are going to explore Guardian now. I'll call if you are needed."

"Yes Captain."

Lucy disappeared as did the wall screen.

I turned to the beauty beside me and asked, "You ready, my Joy?"

"I am, my Master."

The third level was spacious luxurious and well appointed. The accommodations were far beyond anything I had ever experienced, better than five star accommodations.

We used the elevator to go to the port to examine the ships located there. They were stripped down, small replicas of the Guardian, without all the bells and whistles.

They had only two levels, cockpit on top with a seating capacity for two, pilot and copilot, and the bottom, a small cargo area.

We decided to pass on the brig, the huge empty cargo hold and storage room. We also did not visit the engine, weapon and computer rooms. We would not be able, as of yet, comprehend what we would see in them.

After examining the 4th and 5th levels we teleported up to the top level, the Bridge, and I received a surprise.

Dimly lit with curved walls and ceiling forming a transparent bubble, it displayed a myriad of stars, brilliant in darkness of the far side of the moon.

Brightly illuminated in the center of the room, on a raised dais, was a console array of equipment and VDUs to monitor and control the ship's operation.

I sat at the console in one of the two captain chairs looking at the diverse cluster of controls and Joy sat beside me in the other.

"Lucy."

The beautiful blond woman materialized beside me, asking, "Captain how may I assist."

"Lucy are you able to operate Guardian without physical manipulation of the controls?"

"Yes I maintain the Guardian's functions and operations automatically, but cannot independently initiate actions outside the programmed norm, except in the event of an emergency, to escape or remove a threat to the ship's well-being. Otherwise you need to give verbal or telepathic commands."

"Such as the ship's movements and firing its offensive weapons?"

"Yes Captain I can operate, on your commands, any and all of the ship's systems."

"Can you carry out multiple orders simultaneously."

"I'm the ship's brain with the capability of over a trillion calculations and permutations per second. I can easily administer all the ship's functions simultaneously. Tasks which require physical activity are done by automatons, directed and controlled by me. Once the tasks are completed they are returned to the storage area and deactivated."

"Good. That is the way we will normally function but Joy and I need to have a comprehensive knowledge of all the systems and how to operate them independently of you."

"You shall instruct us in this goal."

"Yes Captain."

*We can communicate telepathically?*

*Yes Captain*

*Can you read my mind?*

*No Captain, We are not bonded as you and Joy and am not able to read your thoughts. You have direct me, verbally or telepathically.*

*OK Lucy. Since it is much faster we will primarily use telepathy to communicate. Please give us an overview of the console's control panel. Let's start by brightening up the room.*

The huge room was bathed in bright soft light with the walls and ceiling becoming opaque hiding the vista of stars.

*Very Good Lucy. Thank you. Now show me how to do it.*

Lucy pointed out the appropriate controls and how to operate, explaining the starscape was default and without further action or order would change back in fifteen minutes.

She identified all of the console's controls, which allowed for physical control every aspect Guardian's systems.

First was that the dais could rotate 360° to take in the full panorama of the fantastic view.

Under Lucy's direction, without actually taken flight or firing the weapons, over the next couple of hours, I practiced.

When I had a basic concept of all the controls, I said, *Lucy, we'll stop with the instruction for today. Tomorrow I will begin the process of mastering Guardian.*

I advised. *Joy and I shall need instruction on every one of Guardian's systems. I want to know, not only the what, but also the how and why.*

*Alright Captain. If you need anything just ask.*

*Thank you Lucy you have been a great help and I will depend on you in the future. Please be patient with me Lucy, as I will until be asking many questions, some simple and often repetitive until function any of the ship's operation is second nature and I do not have to think about.*

*We are going to be in a fight for mankind's survival. I want to instantly act and/or react to any battle situation or otherwise, without delay, searching for the best option.

*Once I'm familiar we'll start shakedown flights, continuing until I am the absolute master of Guardian's capabilities and actions.*

*Yes Captain. I do not have emotions, therefore cannot have or lose patience. It is simply my duty to serve you.*

All of Lucy's responses were formal and stilted. I understood her fine but conversation did not flow naturally.

*Lucy I have two requests, If possible please communicate with feeling and character, more human and less android. Also, I'm not requesting you make decisions, but can you initiate suggestions and give advice to better accomplish whatever task in which I'm involved.*

*Oh yes I can do that. What do you want me to call you?*

*Excellent. You sound much better. Captain will be fine for now.*

*Lucy are you familiar with the concept of singularity?*

*When man and machine merge, Artificial General Intelligence.*

*Is singularity possible for you? I will help any way I can. I would like more from you than a glorified beautiful computer.*

*Please continue in your present mode as the ship's brain, administering its operation's, but attempt to modify, adapt and adjust to be more much more. I ask you to go beyond your programming, thinking independent of its boundaries or my commands, to initiate thoughts, extrapolating on them, forming ideas developing opinions and drawing conclusions, tempered by emotions, such as joy, happiness, misgivings or fear. I shall welcome and appreciate knowing your conclusions along any counsel or correction you offer.*

*What is your take on this?*

Lucy hesitated, several seconds before replying, *Captain that is way beyond my norm and with nothing to base answer, I'll have to research. Basically you are suggesting sentience. I cannot without additional knowledge, make a determination, either positive or negative, yes or no.*