Well that was one thing that hadn’t changed from the early days of Cybernetics to the present, Corinne thought. It was much better to try and wipe out the trauma and pain of the past. If memories were left intact, most Cyborgs went Rogue within hours of being activated.
“All right,” she said. “That’s interesting to know. Now finish stripping—we need to get you into the shower.”
His big hands went to the waistband of his trousers but he paused, lifting an eyebrow at her.
“Are you taking a shower with me, Corinne?”
It was the first time he had used her name and she found she liked hearing it in his deep, rumbling voice. But his question was a little too pointed.
“Yes, I am,” she said briskly. “I’m going to clean you up and make you presentable. I’m your Handler now, so you’ll need to get used to me handling you—all of you,” she added sternly.
K-lx didn’t object to this. He only nodded and began to pull down his trousers.
Corinne turned her back to him and began to strip as well. She tried to ignore the way her stomach clenched nervously at the idea of being nude with the big Cyborg.
He’s just a Cyborg, that’s all. Not human. Mostly machine, she reminded herself. There’s no shame in doing what has to be done—you have to follow the manual!
But despite her little self pep talk, she couldn’t quite hide a gasp when she finished hanging up her clothes and turned to see K-lx without his trousers.
Naked, the big Cyborg was even more imposing than he had been clothed. The metal overlays covering his long legs couldn’t hide the heavy muscles of his thighs and calves. But it was what was between his legs that really drew her attention.
Merciful Stars! I’ve never seen one that size before!
The big Cyborg’s massive cock hung down almost to his knees and there was a strange knot at the base of the long shaft.
As she watched, the enormous cock twitched…and then began to grow. It got longer and thicker, standing upright until the broad crown almost reached his navel. Corinne estimated that it was thicker than her wrist and that wasn’t counting the swelling at its base, which was bigger than her fist.
“Like what you see, Mistress?”
His deep rumbling voice made her realize she’d been staring. When she yanked her eyes back up, she saw a half-smirk on his face which was definitely most un-Cyborg-like.
K-lx met her eyes for a long moment, then dropped his gaze to look up and down her naked body in a way that made her blush. She wanted to cover herself but that was ridiculous. He was just a Cyborg—she didn’t need to be embarrassed around him!
Then she had a sudden realization—he was getting hard because he was looking at her! She wondered if this shower was a mistake. But then, the manual had warned if she didn’t shower with her new K-Unit and get him used to having her handle him, depressive and aggressive episodes would occur. She was just going to have to deal with this, she decided.
“All right—enough of that,” she said sharply, snapping her fingers in front of his face. “My eyes are here, K-lx. There’s no need to look lower.”
“I don’t agree, Mistress,” he rumbled. “You’re a fucking gorgeous Elite and you’re standing there naked. I’ve never gotten to see an Elite naked before.” He frowned. “Or maybe I have—can’t remember. But how can I resist looking at your luscious curves?”
“You can resist because I told you to resist,” Corinne said sternly but she couldn’t help noticing that lust she felt coming through their Link had made him much more articulate. “What’s an ‘Elite’ anyway?” she asked.
“A woman the Goddess has blessed with extra-full curves,” he rumbled. To her surprise, he made a motion with both hands, sketching out an over-full hourglass shape in the air.
“I…see,” she said at last. “And…do Kindred, er, like ‘Elites?’”
“We fucking love them.”
His voice came out in a low, hungry growl and Corinne was reminded again that the manual had said her new K-Unit would have “physical and sexual needs.”
“I might not remember much of my past, but I know that much,” he added.
“Well…there’s no need to stare,” she said again, pointedly. “Come on, let’s get into the shower so I can wash you off.”
“Can I wash you, too?” was his immediate question.
Corinne frowned at him.
“No! Absolutely not. I am your Handler, K-lx. That means I get to handle you—not the other way around. You are not to touch me. Am I understood?”
