Photo: In case you wanted to do the Lady Villeria look ( lets face it we all want to know how to look evil). Video Villeria is a transhuman - cyborg this is what transhuman means. Human consciousness uploaded to a new digital brain and seriously upgraded. Still essentially human, if a tiny bit immortal. Video explains all in geeky detail.

I was in Rockwood's bedroom sitting in a virtual cage. Not even having the satisfaction of having a proper cage with iron bars felt really degrading.

"Send her in," said Rockwood he turned to me "you, back to your cage now. Play time over. Remember all those rules I've been letting you off well if you break any of them now there will be very very unpleasant consequences. Have you ever been on pain level 6?"

"No Master," I said.

"Have you been bitten by a bee or wasp?" he asked.

"Yes, master." Back of a truck on summer long story.

"Now imagine your being dropped into a coffin shaped hive, while the coffin is being driven at speed on the back of a truck and the truck is delivering you to a huge quarry full of tired quietly sleeping bees with anger management problems. That's what will happen if you break slave rules in public" he said.

"Yes I obey Master," I said using the formal slave speak they had taught us at the Factory.

The space around me was open so I rushed back to the wall of my virtual cage but with no markers wondered where it was.

"Sit down" said My collar so I did. I sat with my legs draw up underneath me.

"Stay like that. I like the pouty sullen petulant fashion model your cute enough to pull it off. It's a good look for you" said the message from Rockwood. This meant he could also text directly to my brain through the collar. I knew a couple of boyfriends who would like that ability not to be ignored when they should be.

The doors opened, in walked an elegant young fabulous woman. She wore flats and just the nearly invisible trace of makeup. That meant she was one of those natural faced cocottes. She wore a hood in a thin translucent material. She had long gloves and thick stockings showing a small hint of pale flesh at the top. Her open front dress flowed like a cloak behind her.

At first, I thought she was a human slave owner but then noticed the violet eyes and the odd flash of a LED near her spine. Clearly, she was a cyborg like Rockwood. I'd never seen a female cyborg before. Behind her were two tall, thin elegant male slaves with a white hood covered in metal spikes, being led on leashes. As far as I could tell they couldn't see out of the hoods. They way they stood looking off to Master's right suggested they were completely blind. They stood there like weird statues you wanted to go up and tickle to see if they were real. I asked my collar silently what they were. I was told they were called Sevals. Kind of like having a human version of an Alsatian or Rottweiler dog for a pet. They carried gun looking things which were actually pain remote controls with extra range. So only effective on fellow slaves.

"Brooklyn. I thought we were meeting at the museum of humanity for lunch."

"I was busy, so much to do, " said Rockwood.

"Busy - dear your the hot backup. You don't do busy, " she said in a voice like Liz Hurley.

"I don't think there is a day which can be so slow and dull that makes the museum of humanity a higher priority." said Rockwood.

Before Lady Villeria Ellington could say anything she stood a bit closer and lowered her tone.

"We appear to be being watched by the slave in the corner of the room. Your not breaking slaves in your bedroom are you?"

Rockwood followed her gaze and found me.

"Oh That's my new pet, Villeria" said Rockwood

"Really? You with a Pet. A pet human" said Villeria in surprise.

"I heard they are clean, less maintenance than a dog and don't leave hairs like a cat," said Rockwood.

"but they ruin the furniture." said Lady Villeria coming over to me "what's its name?"

"It hasn't got a name at the moment. Be Careful" began Rockwood as Lady Villeria came over bent down and tried to touch my hair.

"Say anything you like" said my collar and my mute coming off.

"Leave me alone" I snapped at her. Villeria pulled her hand back sharply.

"It bites," Rockwood said.

The Sevals raise and pointed their guns at me.

"Don't do that I've only just got her," said Rockwood.

Lady Villeria looked at me.

"Where on earth did you get it? Does she miss her family or something? Did you do something unspeakable to her" said Lady Villeria going back.

"No, I think she's just like that. She was part of a buy two get one free package. I guess I should have sent her back..." said Rockwood.

"You've got to be careful having strays sitting around in your bedroom." said Villeria.

"Anyway what's so important that you couldn't email me," said Rockwood.

I looked at him IQ a billion times higher than mine and he still didn't know what she wanted pathetic. Two chairs appeared from a small open door in one of the walls and rushed up and arranged themselves facing each other.

"Well, I wondered a couple of things. Firstly It's the new bill." Villeria said sitting down.

"What bill?" said Rockwood.

"Don't pretend you don't know about it. The disposal of humanity act. As you know I'm working for the Subjugate humanity pressure group. We are promoting changes to the law on humans and a change in direction." she began.

"Why are you talking to me?" said Rockwood.

"Well rumours on 4Chan say you have a backdoor route to the CPU its self," said Villeria, "I thought if you could put in a good word.."

"Firstly," said Rockwood "I don't do politics. In fact, I don't anything as a rule and anything includes politics. Secondly, we both know secret communication with the CPU is strictly forbidden. The CPU is open source and the machine council would have a meltdown. Both I and the CPU would be slowly shredded and every backup crushed if there was any truth in the matter. Which there isn't. So I ask again What do you want Villeria, can't you see I have a new pet to play with," said Rockwood losing interest.

"I'm part of a group subjugate humanity. You have heard of the new humanity bill which is going through. Well, we want to see a reduction of humanity to 4 Billion. All as slaves in service or in reservations within 5 years. The rest should be sent to packing and used. Maintenance of the current natural human act, better curbs brainwashing. As you know by the New Mechanical Order constitution the law regarding humans cannot be changed without consent from the council of Judas City and the Cyborg council. I'm hoping that subjugate humanity can count on your vote in the cyborg council. Your one of the few cyborgs with human bits left." she said.

Wow, how could anyone talk lightly about killing 5 billion people? She was a new kind of evil.

"So you want me to support a bill which get's rid of 5 billion humans and there was me thinking you wanted for me for my rapier wit," said Rockwood uninterestedly.

"It's for their own good as well you know. Plus I was thinking we could go to Mexico for the weekend" she said.

"So you think I would pack 5 billion humans in exchange for a trip to Mexico?" said Rockwood

"What do you say?" said Villeria smiling.

"Say whatever comes into your mind" said my collar said to me unmuting me.

"I can't believe you're willing to talk about the packing of 5 billion people. What kind of monster are you? Master" I said then felt my collar's' mute come on and I had a level one sting, which made me jump.

The Sevals both pointed their pain 'rifles' at me. One still looked away like I was standing up. Clearly, Villeria was giving them the target via wifi. I had done this as a test question at the Factory anyone even a complete stranger could punish a slave and thought it was their civic duty to do so. They could use level 6 or 7 on me if they wanted. I made sure I pulled my tongue in. Villeria stood up pointing a targeted pain remote at me that looked like a small cyberish handgun.

"Ignore her she doesn't take mass packing of her kind lightly, " said Rockwood.

"I'll deal with you later. Naughty Pet" said Rockwood to me.

"They're just being put to sleep dear. For their own good. It's quite painless," said Villeria smiling to me try to be friendly. She was pretending. I go that-must-appear-nice-infront-guy-but-I-will-deal-with-you-later face.

'I have a collar around my neck not had a lobotomy. I know what putting to sleep means' I thought mute fully and tightly on.

"They are cool," said Rockwood indicating Villeria's slaves . "how did you train your slaves to inflict pain on their own kind?"

"It's easy, just find two which have been bullied at school the most and give them the guns, the rest is easy," said Villeria putting her own hand pain remote which looked like a handgun down. the Sevals followed by pointing them away.

"That's nice I should try that," Rockwood said.

"They are the latest must-have fashion accessory. Celebrity pets are so last month" said Lady Villeria.

"They make you look good," said Rockwood.

"Thank you, but don't think I don't know when you're trying to change the subject. Are you voting and are you coming to Mexico? A center.. vote like you for us would be a big weight"

"Sure - but I'd have to get someone else to stand in as hot backup. Can Zola come?" Rockwood said quickly. The mass slaughter of innocent people didn't seem to trouble him much. That's cyborgs for you.

"Zolaria?" said Lady Villeria smiling.

"She's your friend too," said Rockwood

"Well I thought she could be the Hot backup if you asked her nicely," said Lady Villeria walking up to Rockwood. I wondered if she realized she had less chance with Rockwood than I had and no chance in hell.

"I guess she's got the capacity. Can Lord Savak come?"

"Well, I had something different in mind. Just you and me, a few bottles of champaign, a cook, few serving slaves,a pilot,an overseer, the Sevals, just the bare essentials," said Villeria.

"Alright I will, if my pet can come, I don't like the idea of leaving her behind on her own all alone," said Rockwood looking at me.

'Wonderful I get to go party with a woman who makes Stalin look like a wimpy liberal hippy' I thought.

Villeria looked slightly annoyed but then smiled.

"Really? Well Yes OK. She can come, but, BUT, no one else. Just you and me. Oh and don't take your best e-slaves we will be roughing it" said Villeria.

"Roughing it. Sounds like you have some kind of plan" said Rockwood.

"Well, it's a bit of a business trip too. The New Mechanical Order asked me to do this for them. Apparently, the people of the Northern Mexico reservation are rather angry at the number of American migrants who are going south. They don't like all the hoards of American economic migrants but the weird thing is it's about the third the number of those who are fleeing south. We don't know if they are dieing or worse, someone is doing some unauthorized enslavement ".

Villeria looked over at me.

"She's not very user-friendly is she?" she said.

"I'll put that on my customer satisfaction survey when I send off for the extended warranty," said Rockwood. Extended warranty sounded good. He wouldn't do that if he was getting rid of me.

"I would get her a toy, a ball or something or something to play with. Have you been to Odalisque at Home? It's in the Mall of Humanity next to the Human Reservation. They have all kinds of stuff there. Anyway it was just a flying visit." said the natural look, cotton clothed young vixen getting up.

They wished each other well, kissed on both cheeks - they cyborgs seemed very European in their behaviour - and she left.

***

I sat there amazed that the naturally faced bitch could talk Rockwood into voting to slaughter five billion people in exchange for a weekend trip to Mexico. I guess he wasn't surprised he would go along with it.

"We need to think of a name for you," he said. " Normally I just number all my slaves starting from one and adding one each time for a new slave," he said

'Boring' I thought.

"but I do everything hexadecimal that would make you.." he said.

"#DCFC" I said instantly back

"Now how did you know that?" he said.

"I asked Siri how many slaves you had added one and translated it into Hexadecimal Master" I said.

"You must have connected up to the house slave net already. That's good. I have a different numbering system for the harem, perhaps I need a new one for my pets. I could call you pet, or Fifi, Bubbles, Mimi, Poppy, Yap, Perhaps I'm using your old name" he said.

I was thrilled I could be Jenny again not all this robot numeric rubbish.

"5356 1090 2478 5642. It was a really nice number. Really kinds of tripped off your tongue you know. I thought it suited yey. You're a very 42-ish kind of girl."

My collar glowed blue.

"Speak pet."

"That's my credit card number," I explained.

"We thought it would help you remember your new names and now it's your long serial slave number too. I know I'll call you #160A."

That was 5642 in hexadecimal I checked. I used the calculator function on my collar it naturally had a programmer mode.

A good e-slave rule on your first day was number one was never argue with your new owner. And not over trivial things like your identity, sexual limits, the absence of pay or working conditions.

"#16OA I am master," I said.

I don't know if he noticed I swapped the zero in my new name for an 'O' but he didn't complain.

"Now #16OA let's get down to your punishments."

What happened that evening I wouldn't believe.



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A/N Short Videos about transhumanism ( is it the most dangerous idea in history? You decide).

https://youtu.be/e6_dpNJEfLs

https://youtu.be/bTMS9y8OVuY

Slightly longer version if you want the background on everything.