Stop! Slammer Time!

The two fembots roughly throw Jack into the dark, cold cell in the basement of the tavern. Despite the harsh, dry heat outside, it's cool and damp down here. It would almost feel good to Jack if he wasn't sitting in a puddle of mud.

"You can stay here for now, sugar. We'll be back later." She winked at him and walks away. Jack groaned and rubbed the back of his head which he had landed on. He let out a pained groan and looked around. There were five other guys in the jail cell. Jack's blood suddenly went cold. He hoped to God he wasn't going to become some guy's bitch.

"Are you human?" One man with a beard asked. His clothes were torn to shreds and he looked badly beaten. Jack opened his mouth to respond and winced at the pain it surged through his head.

"Yeah, yeah." Jack nodded. "Don't worry. I'm like you guys." He groaned and cracked his head from side to side. He noticed most guys were naked and shivering in the cold. They all looked badly bruised and beaten. Some were huddled in the corner, shaking in fear. "So, just what the fuck is going on here?"

"You're currently in the clutches of the notorious Big Red." One naked man said. "She's a real monster. She treats us like...like...objects for her pleasure!"

"Like you used to treat the fembots?" Jack asked, raising an eyebrow. The men who were looking at him, all look away shamefully. "Look, do you guys know what this Bellerophan thing is all about?"

"What do you know about Greek Mythology?" The nearest guy asked.

"Nothing." Jack shook his head.

"Bellerophan is the hero that slayed the Chimera, a beast made up of parts of a lion, eagle and snake."

"So?" Jack shrugged. "There's no such thing as a Chimera."

"Not in real life, no. But one could be constructed. As a robot." The man said. Jack froze in place. He was beginning to realize just how much he was going to hate this fucking park. "There is one in Roman World. It's supposed to be tame and easily conquerable by the 'hero' that wants to save a damsel in distress. But now that everything's gone haywire, it has apparantly grown a will of it's own. And it's own power."

"Why does Big Red want to find a Bellerophan? She's in another world."

"She's a bounty hunter. She goes for the biggest prizes. She wants that beast's head. And she needs the mythological hero to defeat it."

"That is stupid." Jack shook his head. "And that's why we're all here?"

"Yeah. She tests us with her best girls. Sexually."

"What? Why sexually?" Jack asked incredulous.

"Live or not, they are still fembots. Sexual stamina equals power to them. Those who have a sexual mastery are gods to there girls." He shook his head sadly. "So far, none of us has been able to meet her requirements. And we have all been...punished." At these words, all the men shivered. Jack didn't like the sign of that. He was about to ask for elaboration when the jail cell door opened up again. The two fembots from earlier were standing there, one holding a whip and the other holding a collar.

"Time to go, cowboy." The blonde fembot smiled. "Let's see how well you ride."

"Yippee-ki-yay, motherfucker." The brunette giggled and approached Jack with the collar.