It falls to pieces

“Tell Kara and these other bitches to back off,” the mysterious girl yelled. “If they make one step toward me, you’re dead.”

The girl was surprisingly strong, but even if I could break free, I’d be dead before I could do anything. “Girls, now is not the time. Back off like she says.” I said while wincing from the pain of the barrel against my head

From behind me, Kara yelled, “Sir, that is my sister.”

“Yeah, I gathered that already, but thanks,” I replied bitterly.

“Sounds like you have me at a disadvantage on that front,” Kara’s sister replied. She made a point to shove the gun harder into my skull to remind me of my more critical disadvantage. “I do know what you are, though… You’ve eluded MKU for quite some time. It’s pretty fucking funny you ended up brainwashing about the only girl in the world that is a sister to one of the people hunting you.”

“I don’t know…. Oww fuck!”

“Shut up; I’m not listening to your fucking lies,” she spat as she slapped my head with the pistol. “Every bike lets off an unmistakable electrical emission when it’s used. Even when a smarty pants like you deactivates all of the transmitters. You’ve got to be really close to read it, though. I snuck a sensor in on the back of your new Asian slut’s dress when she walked by me earlier. Imagine my surprise when my equipment lit up like a Christmas tree half an hour ago.”

I stayed silent; there really wasn’t much I could say. She had me by the balls. My only hope was that she’d make a mistake.

“I have a deal for you, and you’re going to take it, or you're going to die, so it should be an easy choice…” She said. “You show me where the bike is and give me the passcode so I can fix my sister, I let you go, and you run far, far away, and never come back. You also need to order these other bitches to not call for cops or help. If the cops show up, you’re all dead. MKU doesn’t like when cops get involved.”

We both knew the deal was a lie. I was dead one way or the other, probably after being waterboarded in an MKU safe house or something. Time is time, though, so I agreed to her terms and commanded my girls to sit tight and not make a call.

I started leading her the longest way possible to the dungeon. Like I said before, time is time. “So, can I at least know your name?” I asked.

“It’s Kim, and don’t you start with the small talk, you fucking creep.”

It seemed my supposition that she looked kind of like Kim Possible was somewhat prophetic.

“Alright, fine, but one last question. Why the hell are you involved with MKU? You clearly seem to have a distaste for them.” I questioned her.

We finished our journey through the gym, and we were in the main hallway. For once, I wasn’t excited to bring a girl into the dungeon.

“I was a **** to one of their customers until he got bored of me.” She angrily recounted. “Paying MKU customers get to send off their ex-slaves to be deprogrammed by one of the three higher-ups with a so-called admin chip. Once deprogrammed, our minds are convinced that everything we did was normal. We are then reprogrammed and put through physical training to essentially become company mercenaries or sleeper agents or some shit. They give us a bunch of money, and we have standing orders to seek out any people who dig too deep in MKU files, or idiots like you who manage to steal their tech. I haven’t had direct contact with the MKU bastards in years, but they know my programming still stands. They occasionally send out bounties for us to look for. There’s a huge bounty for two stolen bikes on the east coast. I know yours is one of them.”

I hesitated at the door to the dungeon, but I knew there was no other way. I put my hand on the scanner, and she pushed me through the heavy steel doors. If I could just find a way to get out of the room without being shot, she’d be stuck in there without my biometric passkey. Surveying the room, I could see no possible distraction that would buy me the time. I wasn’t going to get the gun from her, especially with her mercenary training…

She pushed me towards the bike and said, “get on.”

“No, no, I’m not letting that thing touch me. This wasn’t part of the deal.” I stated pleadingly.

“You sure didn’t mind when you put my fucking sister on it!” She yelled and whacked me with the pistol again. I could see stars from that hit.

“Get on it, or you’re dead.” She stated plainly.

I held up my hands and begrudgingly obeyed. “What are you going to do to me?” I asked.

“Oh, don’t worry, I’m just going to make sure you don’t cause any trouble for any women ever again,” She said with a terrifying toothy grin.

“Type in the code and activate the bike,” she commanded”

I crossed my arms in defiance and said, “No! I might as well be dead if you’re going to brainwash me.”

She glared back at me and laughed viciously. “Do you want to be alive and brainwashed, or would you rather die slowly from dozens of little bullet holes just far enough away from vital organs that you don’t pass quickly.”

This girl was NOT bluffing. Whatever training they went through certainly fucked them. I typed in the password. I still had a chance to get out of this.

“Good boy,” she said teasingly. “Now pedal!”

With my heart about to burst out of my chest, I made one last **** move. I lunged for the gun and pushed it above my head as she sent a bullet ricocheting through the reinforced room. I managed to press the magazine release button while fighting for the gun. It was too bad it had already cycled and loaded one more round. She faked me out with some sort of clever hand trick and got the gun back. I fell back onto the bike seat, ready to take the bullet. At least, I thought so…

All of a sudden, blinding pleasure shot through my mind… not pain. My leg had involuntarily pressed the pedal down. Electric shocks ran through my muscles and caused me to pedal one more time… then one more… then…

“Ha! Stupid son of a bitch!” I heard her laugh as my mind quickly faded.

My brain filled with pretty spirals from the screen as unimaginable pleasure stronger than any orgasm coursed through every nerve ending on my body. I thought, “Why am I fighting?” Then, it all went blank.

Kim pulled out her cell phone and attempted to call the MKU security forces. She hadn't made the call before because she wanted to have time to sneak her sister out first. She didn’t want her to suffer the same training as she did at MKU’s hands. She’d be able to mostly deprogram her on the bike even without the admin chip.

“Huh, no signal?” She said, then walked towards the door, “damn it, it’s locked, fucking bastard used a biometric lock on the inside too.”

She set her gun down and took a seat near the bike. “I’ll just have him open up after I destroy his mind,” she thought.

While the bike was cooking my mind, she started planning commands for me. She knew MKU would kill me eventually, but she needed me to suffer as much as possible for messing with her sister.

Before she could think of too many ideas, the bike dinged. “Ah, that must mean you’re ready!” I heard her say through the fog of the lessening pleasure.

“What was your name? Oh right! David, listen and obey.” She said with malice.

My heart pounded, my mind cleared, my legs sprung me off the bike. I knocked over the frightened mercenary and pinned her to the ground. “What? H-how,” she blubbered as she tried to break free of me.

“I had started writing a macro for me earlier today. I wasn’t done tuning it down, but fuck I feel good… you fucked up, Kim.” It was my turn to smile viciously now.

She had training, but I felt stronger and faster than ever. I easily lifted her onto the bike and held her arms behind her back as I reset the bike.

“I didn’t use a macro though!!! Let me go!” She started frantically screaming. She knew he couldn’t break her existing programming without an admin chip, but she did not want to be subdued by the bike again.

“I uploaded a 3D scan of my face. The bike knows me,” I replied after getting to the setup menu.

“That’s impossible! That’s an admin function for the General. None of the chips are missing?!” She said with panic.

“Well, one is…” I said. I should have kept my mouth closed because she flipped the fuck out and escaped my grasp. Kim sprinted for her gun. I frantically dove after her and grabbed her by the foot, causing her to face plant on the cushioned floor. She kicked, she bit, she clawed, trying to get away and shoot me. I realized I wasn’t going to win; I was losing strength, and she was a scrappy little fighter.

As my strength dwindled, I felt something hard press into my shin. “The fucking vibrator!!!” I thought to myself. I gave up one hand to reach for it. She took the opportunity to grab the pistol. Before she could aim, I faked trying to grab it, causing her to leave her waist ****. I elbowed her stomach and slipped my hand and the vibrator into her panties as it shocked the living fuck out of me.

She stood shakily for a moment with resolve in her eyes. I stepped back in fear as she aimed. I closed my eyes and heard a loud clang followed by a thud. My eyes opened to the beautiful sight of Kim lying on the ground with an open mouth and blank eyes.

I was bruised and bleeding from multiple bites and cuts, but she was mine now.