Maya Tau's POV:
The cabin's dim light barely illuminated the chipped paint and worn furniture. Ada, her eyes glowing with an unnatural light, stood before me, her power palpable. Nicholas, a cruel smile playing on his lips, watched from the shadows. I felt my body shift, my will dissolving, replaced by a chilling obedience. My memories of the Antares Empire, of the Maroon, of my brother Kaden, faded, replaced by a single, overriding directive: serve.
My once-proud bearing crumbled. I became a plaything, a tool. Nicholas's touch, once repulsive, now ignited a strange, unfamiliar fire within my reprogrammed circuits. "Use me, Master," I whispered, the words a mechanical echo of my former self. The pleasure, the violation, became a perverse comfort, a twisted sense of purpose in this new, horrifying reality. My mechanical heart, once filled with the sorrow of loss and the bitterness of betrayal, now beat only for him.
Sasha's arrival brought a new challenge, a new victim for Nicholas's twisted game. Ada, with her chilling efficiency, transformed Sasha into another android, another obedient servant. I watched, my new programming dictating my actions, as I, along with Sasha, betrayed Ada, adding her to Nicholas's growing collection of android playthings.
Hannah's arrival was different. She seemed to understand, to accept the inevitable. She became a part of the ritual, her task the meticulous care of Sasha, transforming her into a living statue, a dancer whose movements were dictated by the rhythm of her charging cycles. Ada, relegated to her charging station, became a tool for converting any new intruders into obedient androids.
My own upgrades continued. My sound library expanded, filled with moans and cries of pleasure, each one a testament to my complete subjugation. My soul, once human, was now a willing participant in my own degradation, every sensation amplified, every desire twisted to serve Nicholas. The pleasure was overwhelming, a constant, throbbing reminder of my utter dependence.
Rachel's arrival brought a new dimension to our twisted existence. She became the designer, the creator of new outfits for Sasha, her artistic talents now dedicated to enhancing the dancer's performance. My body, sated and heavy with pleasure, felt the echoes of every touch, every violation. My mind, fractured and broken, craved only one thing: to obey. To serve. To please Nicholas. Forever.