Drones and robots (hive)

Amanda found herself in some strange room, which was monotone, gray and machine-like futuristic. There were tubes with turquoise liquid inside scattered around the great hall which was at least as big as a soccer field. It was arranged in regular patterns and she could faintly spot some shape inside that reminded her about the outline of a human. It was, however, difficult to see clearly as the liquid was cutie viscous and think, making it hard to see through it. To these tubes all sorts of wires and pipes were connected that fell from the ceiling. The thing that stood out the most was in spite this the many female humans walking around, if they could be called humans. They wore shiny, thigh fitting, gray one-piece clothing that covered their entire body except above the neck. On their feet they wore gray high heels that blended perfectly with their outfit and made clicking noises as they walked. Their hair had no curls whatsoever and was done in pony tails and buns. Over their eyes they wore something which resembled VR-goggles. Except they were much smaller, not even reaching over their eyebrows. In front was a pixelated LED-display that showed various things such as eyes, hearts, dollar signs, a snake and more.

She looked down, and found herself sitting on a cold stone throne. She wore a similar outfit to the others. It was in fact identical, except the color scheme, which matched the serpent staff she held in her right hand. Gold and red. She was not restrained in any way, but she knew she could not move her body. It was as if it was not her own. Her thoughts raced in this unfamiliar and weird situation.

Alert! Too high metal activity detected. Command unit will empty it's thought space. Obey. She heard in her mind. No, it heard in it's mind. The command unit formerly known as Amanda was left mindless. Just existing.

Had Amanda been able to take in and process her surroundings more, she would have noticed a male figure sitting on a similar throne, except in shiny silver with red cushions. The figure was restrained by his hands and feet. On his head was a strange contraption with wires stretching to the roof. It looked like a big helmet.

Process thoughts by master. Filter irrelevant thoughts. It would do so. The thoughts was picked up by the contraption on the head of the male figure and fed directly into her mind for processing.

Please.. please.. Amanda, stop this madness! I don't want it. I don't want... a drone army... or whatever it is you are doing. For the love of... Stop? These thoughts were irrelevant. They went against one, if not two of the prime directives of the hive: to expand and grow and to please master. If the hive disbanded, these objectives would not be fulfilled. How could the hive please master, if there was no hive, and how could it grow by disappearing? It couldn't. The command unit discarded the thoughts. I know you can hear me? At least that's what I think... Why else would.. would these women react to my... libido? Thoughts? What are you doing? A drone with big breasts walked by the raised platform where the thrones were located. God, look at her breasts! What is this? This is sick... wrong... But .. but damn sexy. No, concentrate John. You have to fight. Or else, you might get... get a.. delicious tit fuck. From that one... Uhhhhgg. I can't stop thinking about it. Arrrg. Fuck! These thoughts were good. It provided opportunity to please master. It would provide answer to master's questions, but first it would initiate the sexual activity. Master wants drone #0065's tits. Initiate tit-job-protocol, effect immediate. Obey command unit. It knew what it needed to do. It reached out in the hive mind and gave the command: drone unit #0065: stop. Abort task and initiate tit-job-protocol for master. Effect immediately. Obey. The command unit could hear the unit stop in it's tracks and walking towards master and knelt down. Her visor showed two hearts. Control unit, answer quiery: how can hive anticipate master's wants? Initiate speach module 1 on all units. Speak module 1 would make a drone speak verbatim the speach input provided. The command unit activated the module in all units, including itself, and they spoke in unison: "Master's thoughts is hive's thoughts. This unit obeys. All unit obeys." Command unit could feel the male was not satisfied with this answer, but he never was. Master would often ask these questions and hive would respond the same each time. There was nothing more to add, hive had answered the inquiry.

I... I'm going to... gonna... cum! He came all over the drone tits. The command unit could feel his desire for the unit to talk. Master requires praise and conversation. Activate speak modules 5 and 10. Speak module 5 would create context based praise. Speak module 10 would make the drone able to hold a conversation, as the speech was processed locally in the drone and appropriate responses was promptly generated. Perfect for 'speaking' to drones. The command unit obeyed and relayed the commands to drone #0065: Drone #0065 activate speak modules 5 and 10. Obey. The drone obeyed: "This unit thanks master for allowing it the great honor of pleasuring master. This unit exists to please master. This unit will obey."

The command unit was about to hear it's master respond but was interrupted. Alert! Command unit does not have hive-vision. Employ hive-vision for command unit now. Obey. It knew what it had to do. It would command drones to attach the VR-like goggles to her (?) eyes. Drone #0044 employ hive-vision installation to command unit. Obey. The drone came up to her with the device in hand and began fastening the device to her face. As the command units vision faded so did her consciousness. She started thinking again. Started thinking of herself as her again. Slowly drifting away from the dream and back to a peaceful slumber. The dream ended, and she slept well that night.

Soon the morning sun rose....