Four
Just a friendly hug.
We had plenty of time and the girls wanted to visit the casinos and play real poker. I was persuaded to let them and after all of us getting dressed we set off, me feeling nervous as we walked for a taxi. We arrived and I watched their faces as the naked slaves flitted around touting the benefits of their establishment.
They took it calmly, with a nonchalance that surprised me, being more interested in the clothed ones and their surroundings. We walked through the walls of slots and over to the card tables, we spent some time deciding which game to join before settling into three empty seats.
I bought fifteen hundred's worth of chips and gave each five hundred. We played, with Radha being the only one to hold her own as Freya's and my chips dwindled. At the end of a punishing hand I picked up my remaining chips and passed them to Freya as I stood and walked to look over Radha's shoulder.
I let her play on as Freya joined me and reluctantly tapped her shoulder when she reached our original fifteen hundred. She nervously authorised receipt of her winnings on her pad and we took ourselves off to the bar for coffee.
A statuesque girl with a yellow collar gave us a half glance as I sat them on a table and walked to the bar. Returning I saw a young guy leaning on the table chatting to them, he turned and left as I put the tray on the table.
"Who was that? I asked as I shared the coffee out.
"Pimlico I think he said," Freya answered
"He was inviting me to go with him and share my luck." Radha put in.
I gave a laugh. "And you had the skill to say no." I joked with her.
I sat and picked up my coffee. "We've got an hour to spare yet. Do you want to see my hotel?"
"All those leather costumes and slaves on leads." Radha queried.
"Yes, its twenty minutes up the direct route of the Tram. We can stop off there on the way."
"Yes, okay then," Freya said.
We hurriedly finished our coffees and wove our way outside, headed for the tram stop. The ride had the same assortment but much less of the blues which left plenty of choice. I watched the countryside wiz past while the girls studies our surroundings.
The walk up was spotted with slave mistress/master combos, sometimes in groups, in the hotel lobby there were only us and another couple of men not holding or being held on a leash. I led us straight across to the desk and collected my key, then turning to the lifts.
Both Radha and Freya were nonchalantly walking either side of me as I scanned the slaves pinned to the walls and chairs, one with a small crowd of onlookers as she was being fucked across the back of a chair, with at least one of the audience masturbating frantically.
We waited at the lift along with a woman holding the leashes of two young men, both wearing green collars while the woman was dressed in white leather.
"Why are we going to the room?" Freya asked as we stood there.
"Just for the view, you can see quite a bit of the ring from there."
"This world will be interesting when it's finished, it's a vast project that will take hundreds of years to complete, it will be home to billions of people," Freya came back.
Her observations surprised me and brought a smile to the woman in white, who turned away as I glanced over, avoiding eye contact. I smiled and turned to answer Freya.
"A society that allows slavery and nudity, strictly controlled and licenced of course, what will it be in a hundred years from now, whole sections of the ring given over to licentious sex, I hope it works out for them."
"But there are already nudist worlds and 'holiday' planets," she countered.
"There are also planets with dictators and others run on corruption, psychopaths have a way of getting to the top."
The lift arrived and we boarded, tucking in in behind the slaves who were getting off on a lower floor. We rose three floors and stopped. A group of giggling girls got in, eyeing the nude slaves who stood impassive in front of us.
"You can use them if you want," the mistress said.
There was another round of giggling.
"What all of us?" asked the black haired girl nearest to us.
"You're only two each unless you want to double up." She came back.
"We're on," said the brown haired girl. "We were going to the roof garden to look for a fuck, one each will be a quickie appetiser." She looked at her companions. "Yes."
The lift stopped.
"This is our floor," the leather clad mistress announced.
The lift emptied as they bundled out, letting us ascend to my floor, five levels up. I got out and took them to my door, walking straight in as my ID opened it. I took them over to the window, arms around them as we admired the view.
After a few moments I stepped back. "Well that's the grand tour; let's see about our appointment with the Doc."
We walked back to the lift, anticipation of an answer adding a spring to my step. The lift was empty to my relief and we rode down to a spectacle I'll never forget, the door opened onto a scene of a girl on her knees being covered by sperm from slaves being masturbated over them.
I hurried on linking arms with them and walked out to catch a taxi. As we rode and left the glitter behind the girls looked out at the passing view. We arrived and entered another of the nondescript buildings, enquiring for directions at reception.
The door was one of few along the corridor and opened into its own reception.
"We're her to see Dr Bronson."
She punched a few keys and looked at the screen, then at me. "Your ID."
I authorised the transaction.
"Someone will be here in a minute, you're a little early." She looked over at the chairs. "You can sit if you want to."
We sat and I took their hands, fingers intertwined and resting them on my thighs as I relaxed back to wait and hoped the butterflies churning my insides would settle. We were there only a few minutes before a gangly guy in a white coat appeared from the door behind the receptionist.
I stood as he looked at us, the girls following my cue.
"Are these the ones?" he asked nervously.
I nodded. "Yes, this is Freya." I turned to her. "And this is Radha. Meet the man who's going to find out what makes you tick."
"Um, I'm only one of her assistants," he said, turning in the doorway. "Shall we."
We followed and found ourselves in a lounge with easy chairs, entertainment system and a mini bar. He left us to sit and wonder what was coming next. Next proved to be an old Asian woman, who came and squatted in front of us.
"Hello, I'm Chan Sui Qwan, I will be conducting the probe." She looked at the girls. "This won't hurt in the slightest; the main effect is to trigger vivid memories that might seem real. The memories will fade quickly, good or bad once you're finished."
She looked over at me as she stood. "Relax, enjoy the comforts, there's a vaporiser under the bar if you need it."
The girls stood and obediently followed as she motioned them. I had somehow assumed I would be with them; I was at something of a loss to be left behind. In under a minute I was pacing the floor and wondering about the offer of thc, in two minutes I was filling it and thinking of getting stoned for the duration.
I was lay back on an easy chair, eyes closed and drifting with some electronic music.
"Mute."
The music stopped and I came wide awake. There before me was the assistant and a wan looking Freya with Radha looking a little sad.
"Madam Chan will be along shortly." He urged the girls forward. "They should sit quietly for a while, they're going to be fine."
I stood and held my hands out, pulling them to me in a group hug. We sat down, them to recover and me in an excited state despite the euphoric glow of the drug, my imagination doing flip flops as I awaited the results.
Madam Chan sat this time, perched on the coffee table in front of us.
"They are intelligent well-adjusted young ladies," she announced. "Everything from before their revival is a blank, it's been wiped clean somehow. I don't understand the process so your out of luck I'm afraid."
"Is that all?" I asked incredulous.
"I'm sorry, I don't think there's anything I can do, they have well developed personalities, and if what you say is true they have adapted well in such a short time."
"Is there anyone else I can see?"
"You'd be wasting your money, whoever did this did an expert job, accept that they are who they are."
"But they aren't real like this."
"Yes they are, they love you, whether that chemical or built in, its real to them, don't reject it because they were 'born' with it, they may seem like pets but they're not, they're as alive as you or me."
I looked at her. "They're compelled to love me because I revived them, they're both loveable, but I feel guilty knowing that they're conditioned that way and have no control over wanting to please me."
"I think you need therapy, it's indistinguishable and guaranteed, you can stay here till they recover," she said as she stood. "Your deposit will cover this session."
She left and left me wondering what to do now. The girls were looking more normal but they were still spaced out, I sat back in the chair and pondered while Freya and Radha fully recovered. Freya was first, reaching and taking my hand.
"Wow," she exclaimed. "It was like living your life again."
I looked her in the face and she smiled at me. "I'm alright, what did you find out?"
"Nothing, nothing useful I'm afraid, you're stuck the way you are for the moment."
"There's no cure?"
