Mr Erlborough stared at the robot. It was unimpeacable from every point of view. A perfect human immitation. The technician of Androids Inc. made his last preparations fumbling into what would be the private parts of the android if it was real human. An expression of annoyance was drawn on the android's face, in exactly the same as on a human one.
"They have even made a provision for this", thought Erlborough with admiration.
"Ready, sir", said the technician.
Mr Erlborough gazed at it with obvious approval.
-It is really perfect. Technology has really advanced a lot. If I didn't know that it's an android, I would have mistaken it for a real human.
“No matter how intensely you will go through it, sir, you won't find any difference from a human being. We have fabricated organic implants in our labaratories which were used for its skin and flesh. So, it isn't an immitation but real skin and flesh”.
He paused for a while leaving the effect of his last comment affect Erlborough's imagination accordingly.
"And it's not expensive at all", he continued. "If one just ponders about all the problems we have to face in a daily basis with all this unemployed scums demanding limitations of our production, it's almost free!"
He sighed and inhaled a huge puff from his cigarette.
"Anyway...I'll show you how it functions".
He approached the android and slapped it hard in the face.
The android -it had the body of a young girl with perfect features and a really pretty face surrounded by long black hair- was jolted, its head shaken from the strength of the slap.
"Order, master", it said, with a mellow, submissive voice.
“As you can see it's very simple. It obeys any order, provided it is accompanied by a slap. I have to warn you nevertheless, that you have to be extremely careful. Any damage on it will mean a fine which will be over 1.000.000 $”.
Mr Erlborough stared at some saliva which decorated android's lips after the slap. Really perfect. Extremely realistic. Surely, it worthed every cent of its price.
He sighed, patting his big belly.
"It's a pitty that you can not sell it. It is really perfect".
The technician drew a last puff and the ordered with a slap the android to extinguish it in the ashtray.
"Unfortunately sir it's the only model for the time being so we can not assign it to you exclusively. You can use it for 10 hours maximum per day. Then it has to return at our laboratories".
Erlborough nodded and signed the 2-years contract. Then he cut a cheque for 10.000 $ as the first instalment.
The technician placed the cheque and the copy of the contract into his pocket and cleared its throat.
"And something more, sir. Although the android is a perfect copy of a real human being and it's able for this, I have to make clear that any sexual contact is strictly forbidden. It would cost you a fine of 1.5 million as it would be destructive for this model".
There was a flush of red in Erlborough's face. "Of course. Who do you think I am?"
The technician smiled at him compassionately. "I'm sorry, but I had to mention it for typical reasons. Of course we know that we shouldn't expect something like this from you".
He stepped forward and smiled again stretching out his hand.
"So, goodbye. You'll see you won't regret it. Don't hesitate to call us if there is any problem". He licked his lips and added. "And don't hesitate to punish it provided you won't cause any damage".
Erlborough shook his hand and then stared at the technician as he was departing. Then he turned and peered at the android. It was very pretty indeed. The perfect servant. He took out his belt and whipped it once at its buttock.
"Go and prepare a coffee", ordered with a voice full of power and dominance.
He gaped at the tiny motions of her tight buttock -its buttock he corrected himself- as it was going to the kitchen. He felt his willy hardenin. He took a look at the manual to get sure that whipping was allowed, and then he imagined how he would do it. He was almost about to come but kept himself for later.
Just for a momment he felt a slight feeling of guilt, but he throw it immediately out of his mind. He would never do it in a real human. He was famous for his strict ethical code. But it was just an android.
Technology was at such an advanced stage that robots not only replaced humans, but they were even better than them. In his case, for instance, he could never have found a more obedient and submissive servant.
And just think about it, there were still idiots who were against the robots. Unemployment had reached extremely high levels, they were hungry they said. They were just inept, incompetent shits. If you worked hard and insistently, there were places for all. Take himself for instance, he started with the small industry of his father and now he controlled the 15% of U.S. production of paper. Why hadn't any robot taken his place as well? Because he was no lazy sod, that's why.
The android brought him his coffee, interrupting his thoughts.
"Here you are", it said.
He slapped it, then made it bend on its kness and whipped it with his bolt 3-4 times.
"Be more polite, you impudent scum".
It stood on it's legs and presented his coffee again.
"Here it is, sir" it said.
He took the coffee and sipped .
"Mm, nice one. Good girl. Now I'm gonna read my newspaper and you gonna prepare the food. There are steaks in the refrigerator. Prepare them with potatoes. Take care that it will be tasty otherwise I'm gonna whip you again, you know where. And with your pants down this time. Understood?"
He whipped her once more at her thighs to make it sure she did and then he redrew himself in the living room. His pants could hardly cover the small hill between his legs now. He decided to whip her anyway when the food would be ready.
The android went to the kitchen walking slowly. As soon as it got inside it took a look behind its back and run towards the telephone. It dialed a number waiting impatiently for the familiar voice.
"Andy? It's me Marian. Yeah, I'd already started. But I don't think I can stand it. It's far worst then I was expecting. He is a wicked fucker, a fat perverted pig who hits me all the time. It turns him on. Steve, this arsehole from the technical department had put his filthy finger inside of me, pretending he was doing checkings".
Tears of indignation crawled at her face. She heard the voice from the other part of the receiver trying to retain her sobbing.
"I fuckin' know it that we fuckin need the bloody money. But Jesus Fucking Christ, you can not imagine how it is. I don't think I can stand the bastard not even for a month. And I have 2 years contract with Androids Inc. What about you? Found anything today?"
Her face gloomed as she heard the reply.
"Anyway, I have to hang up now, maybe he hears me. Love you".
She hanged up and wiped her tears. She couldn't help remembering all the hopes they had shared with Andy when they saw the advertisement: "Young, presentable girl, wanted for career in a big company". Career. She wished them a slow death, from cancer preferably.
She opened the fridge and took out the steaks. It was real meat. She had never tasted any in her whole life. And that bastard ate it everyday. If only they wouldn't need the money so desperately she would cut his throat with her own teeth.
She started to peel the potatoes. She had to be carefull. She had to take care so that the bastard wouldn't take the chance to punish her.
She threw some origano and salt on the steaks and put them in the oven. Her stomach was tight from hunger. The worst part was that she wasn't supposed even to taste the food. Androids don't eat, nor get hungry....