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Chapter 14 by Blackhand Blackhand

What does she want to talk about?

She Wants To Give Him Her Access Code?

"Freddie..." Victoria was chewing on her words carefully. She'd been considering this all morning, at the very least. "I want to send you my Access Code."

"What?" His jaw dropped.

Access Codes were the system that made the entire social order possible. Every human was implanted with one immediately after birth along with their internal CPUs. It was the piece of technology that made sure no one could hack into a person's brain. The encryption technology involved was so complicated that it was almost impossible to hack. But, it was also the system that allowed the dolls to exist. Being a doll meant that the House CPU and global systems had their access code and could utilize it whenever.

If he had her access code, he could make her do anything he could do to a doll. At least he thought so. He'd never personally held someone's access code before. Most of the time it went right to the House CPU.

"It's something I've wanted to try for...quite some time..." Her speech was halting. "When we married, I hadn't thought about the fantasy for quite some time. But, events yesterday reminded me about the fantasy." Her hand brushed against the side of her breast. "It's why last night ended up so passionate."

"You're kidding."

"I'm not." She insisted

Her voice was quiet at times, wavering at times, and emotive at times. But, there was never a hint of irony or deception in it. Victoria, by all accounts, really meant this.

"This would be private of course." She explained. "I'd send it to your personal logs, and it would only go there. And we'd need to set up ground rules first."

Without the Access Code going anywhere else, or registered, then she'd be nothing like a doll. The house CPU and it's standard of array of controls, along with the programming that dolls got would never seep into her brain. It would, probably, just be limited to conscious commands and programming.

Still, a situation like this was not merely uncommon, he'd never heard of it in his life. A free person holding another free person's access code. A husband and wife no less. Did this happen with other people?

"If I had that, I could do make you do anything." He said, more thinking out loud then anything. "You're not exactly the type who likes being told what to do."

"You might be surprised, my dear." She gave him a wry smirk. Her usual witticisms.

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