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done so many times before. She’d led a life and understood the world and what it held.
    Although she was certain many thousands of people inhabited this space station and billions more roamed the galaxy, she only knew one person, the female nurse who’d bid her welcome and explained that, as a newly created woman, she had one reason for living. Her master. After the impending procedure that’d been thoroughly explained, he would take her away.
    “Be patient.” The nurse’s tone was bland. Neutral. The woman in a lab coat leaned over her and painted liquid on certain parts of her anatomy. Though told this was accepted, wanted, by her master, she futilely tugged at her arms to cover herself as a small tool touched her lips, her nipples and between her thighs with external wipes of a frigid, slick utensil. A gust of liquid from another device penetrated between her vaginal lips.
    No longer floating in a numb state, she grew hot and wiggled against the cold padding beneath her. She prickled with a blush. The seconds stagnated, lingered, stretched to an unbearable length. The lone sound in the room came from her own agitated breathing.
    “I don’t understand,” she whispered.
    “Be patient. You will be fulfilled, given purpose, in a matter of moments.” The nurse finished the ministrations by placing a snug band around her neck.
    Before she could loosen her tense muscles, the door in the room slid open. A man walked in.
    She sucked in a breath. Her master was beautiful. Gold-highlighted black hair curled at the edges. Stubble thick on his lean, defined face, he had the appearance of an elegant aristocrat. A dangerous curve angled his brow over dark brown eyes. He ignored the nurse and came to her. His languid stroll showed the masculine perfection under the silky blue suit, loose and clinging to a muscular torso and strong legs.
    Cognizant for barely an hour, she understood his sexual predation and her role to serve his craving. His expression, hard and sensual, left no doubt.
    Her stomach tugged. A sense of familiarity and longing assaulted her, and a luscious burn started from her lips and ended, fevered, between her thighs. Moisture pooled there, and her body tingled everywhere his gaze rested. Standing at her feet, close enough for the soft fabric of his breeches to tickle her toes, he evaluated her. Quiet, but with seeming motion, he vibrated as if he never stood still. From head to foot, he lingered, touching her with his dark expression and a slight upturn at the corner of his full red lips. High on his sharp cheekbones, a light blush grew to give him a wild, savage look to match his slightly glazed eyes.
    A deep, husky command to the technician broke a strange spell between them. “Let’s get started. She pleases me.”
    A little thrill shot through her, and she twisted her wrists against the restraints. She pleased him. For the first time, she smiled, the motion stretching muscles that seemed little used.
    Looking him up and down, the nurse stood next to her master and handed him a small round container. The formally stoic tech smiled.
    “Her memory and body have been wiped clean. The procedure is easy. The white paste on her hands and erogenous zones needs to be programmed with your DNA and linked to her collar. If anyone besides you touches those zones, her collar will react.”
    The nurse rattled on. “This lubricant is a nanobot program for you to insert in her vaginal canal with your penis. Your sperm will carry the bots further into her reproductive organs to complete the programming. Then she’ll do whatever you want, when her necklace is tied to the command bracelet.”
    The nurse cleared her throat and stared pointedly at his groin. “Most ask me to apply it. If you’d like…”
    “No thank you, ma’am. You explained everything before. I’ll handle it from here.” His answer laced with steel cut the nurse’s smile from her face. The nurse withdrew to her console.
    The next few moments