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Lunch
on Monday once more finds John standing outside the door to the
office of Vice Principal Phelps. He sighs as he raps on the wood.

A
quiet voice says, “Come in.”

The
teen sighs once more before he walks in to the office. Nothing in
the office has changed, except for Jessica. Today she's wearing a
pure black pants suit. “You wanted to see me ma'am?”

“Yes
Mr. Kemph, please come in and close the door.” After the young
man is safely behind closed door, she says, “Please have a seat
John.” She keys the intercom, “Melissa, I don't wish to
be disturbed for anything during this meeting, understood?”

A
soprano voice comes back, “Yes, Ms. Phelps.”

The
redhead clears her throat as she looks at her young lover, “So,
what happened Thursday?”

“We
both got caught up in the moment I think and I might have gone too
far due to being bored out of my mind for the entire day,”
comes the calm response. “Did I do anything you didn't enjoy?”

Jessica
sighs, “No actually. I'd almost prefer it if you had though.
I followed your orders down to the letter. When I got home, I
fingered myself to the most intense orgasm I've ever had by my own
hand.” She straightens up, “So, John, where do we go
from here?”

The
youth frowns, “That's mostly up to you. I enjoyed our time
together, as did you from all indications. The question becomes, do
you want to continue?”

The
redhead nods slowly, “Yes, I think I do Master.”

The
teen nods slowly, “Very well then, where do we go from here?”

The
woman swallows as she takes in the stern demeanor of her new master.
“If you would like, I can come by this afternoon and we can
discuss the matter in more depth.”

The
future general nods again, “We'll need be discreet, for any
number of reasons. You do realize there is no way you are going to
hide this from my mother?”

“I
know. How do you think she's going to respond?”

John
smiles, “With my mom, I can't even begin to guess.” He
comes to his feet, “So, is there anything else Vice Principle?”

The
woman straightens up, “No there isn't Mr. Kemph.”

The
teen nods, “Very well then, I shall see you this afternoon.”

*&*

In
Orlando Florida, school is just letting out for the day. A young man
of roughly fifteen is walking home. He has sandy blonde hair and is
wearing a white shirt with denim shorts. The youth is checking
traffic, looking for his opportunity to bolt to the other side.

The
young man's focus is entirely in front of him though so he doesn't
see the tall, well built man with a crew cut walk up behind him.
Thus the teen does not have any warning with the man pulls a gun from
behind his back and calmly puts two rounds though the youth's head.

The
man's face doesn't even twitch as he calmly walks away, his primary
mission accomplished.

*&*

Blissfully
unaware one of his best future lieutenants had been murdered just
hours previously, John walks into his current abode followed
immediately by Cameron. He casually scans the room and nods to his
mom, “Anything new?”

“The
news stations are all reporting on the domestic terrorist attack
Sunday morning. Looks like they swallowed the recording hook, line,
and sinker. You?”

“Had
a very interesting talk with Jessica today. She's going to be
stopping in later for a chat.”

The
human woman frowns, “Is something the matter?”

“Maybe.
Look, let's sit down before we talk about this.”

The
two humans sit down while the cyborg kneels next to her master.

“Alright
John, now what's going on?”

“You
remember those permanent relationships with human women that I
started my relationship with Cameron to avoid? Well, looks like I've
got one in the making with Jess.”

Surprisingly
enough, Sarah grins. “She seduced you while we were down in
Mexico, right?”

John
blushes rather pronouncedly, “Well, she tried. Things got...
complicated.”

The
human females grin turns outright lecherous, “Let me guess, you
put her in her place right? Now she wants more.”

The
future general tries, desperately, to muster his dignity. “Something
like that. However, I thought that the security risks with her would
be the same as with any other human woman.”

The
elder Connor is caught between a knowing smirk and pure pride, “I'm
glad you're thinking with your big head as much as possible.
However, there's one major factor that's different with Jessica.
She's already in the know. In fact, she's already got very good
evidence that we're not nuts. She also knows that if she starts
blabbing, not only does she put her own life in danger, she puts
yours in danger, along with the future of the human race, and her
Master will have to leave. All that combined means she's very, very
likely to keep her mouth shut.” Her expression once more turns
lecherous, “Except for when you tell her to open up that is.”

“MOM!”

Sarah
chuckles, “Sorry honey, I couldn't resist.” She suddenly
turns serious, “John, I'm not going to make waves if you want
to have a relationship with Jess. Honestly, I think it might do both
of you a great deal of good. She gets a stable man in her life and
you get someone to experiment with aside for the Tin Miss. This
won't add materially to the security problems. It also means you'll
have someone available to answer a booty call when I have to go out
of town for a few days with Cameron.”

The
young man refuses to say so much as one word was he feels his face
heating up once more.

The
Terminator quietly speaks up, “She's right Master. It would do
you much good to have her available. It will also help to cement her
allegiance to you in the future should it be required.”

John
sighs, not sure if he's relieved or upset, “Alright then, I'd
like you to sit in on the chat when Jess arrives mom.”

“Will
do honey.”

The
teen sighs, “In that case, I'd better get back to work
compiling and correlating the data we managed to steal.”

Sarah
says, “So, how's the hardware coming?”

“So
far so good. The parts and PC's we got were some of their best
outside of their R&D stuff. I'm still getting a feel for it, and
I'm not going to hook it up to anything that might be able to
transmit, just in case.”

A
bit over an hour later, there's a tentative knock on the door. John
grabs his shotgun as Cameron makes for the door.

The
cyborg looks through the peephole before opening the door, “Please
come in Jessica.”

The
redhead woman looks slightly nervous as she enters the house. “Hello
Cameron, Sarah,” she swallows nervously, “John.”

The
female Connor smiles, “Hello Jess. How are you doing?”

“I'm
fine. How are you doing?”

“I'm
good.” She laughs slightly, “Don't worry, I don't bite
outside of bed.”

Jess
laughs in spite of herself, “Thank you.”

John
says, “Have a seat and we can start our little talk.”

Once
the group is seated, with Cameron once more kneeling beside her
master, Sarah says, “Jess, I know you seduced my son, and as I
hinted at before when we talked, I'm alright with it. Let me say
right here and now, if you two want to develop a mutually consensual
relationship, I am happy about it. However, if you harm my son, or
endanger him, either Cameron or myself will kill you. Are you clear
on that?”

The
redhead swallows, “Yes I am Ms. Connor. I would never
willingly do anything to hurt John or put him in danger’s way.”

The
mother smiles, “I know, but I wanted to put that out on the
table now, just in case you wanted to back out.”

The
other woman smiles tentatively, “Thank you for the offer, but
there's no way I'm backing out now. Not until or unless my master
throws me out. Speaking of which,” she says as she straightens
up, “what did you wish to discuss with me Master?”

John
shakes himself out of his surprise induced stupor.

Seeing
her son's state, Sarah says, “John, may I speak for you?”

Somewhat
surprised, the teen silently nods his head.

The
dark haired woman says, “I believe my son wished to discuss how
much control you wish for him to exert over your life. For him to
assert complete control would be impractical on many a level, most of
them involving discretion. There's not only the worry about
busybodies to be concerned with, but the more time he spends with
you, especially if arranged through digital means, the more of a
target it makes you.”

The
Vice Principal smiles weakly. “The neighborhood I live in
pretty much precludes busybodies, especially once summer starts.
It's pretty upscale and most everyone minds their own business.
Also, even if someone did notice, the comments would almost all be
jealousy at me getting such a cute 'cabana boy',” she finishes
with a noticeable blush. “Even if he brings Cameron with him,
it shouldn't cause any extra commentary.”

Sarah
nods sagely as she processes the information. “That does help
things dramatically once school ends. Which is when?”

“A
week from Friday,” the younger woman says.

John
clears his throat. “Skynet obviously does not have a hard lock
on where you are. If they did they would flood the area with
Terminators. As such, it should be relatively safe to establish
discreet contact via email.” He scowls in concentration. “For
the time being, any relationship is going to have to be clandestine.”
He takes a deep breath, “For the time being, I can email you
what would amount to 'assignments' for you to complete. The problem
would be in providing the report and proof that you did accomplish my
orders.”

The
redhead swallows nervously, “I could call you into my office
for a counseling session. Your grades and the disturbances of late
that have indirectly involved you would warrant regular meetings.”

The
dark haired woman frowns, “What sort of 'disturbances'?”

The
school administrator smiles wanly, “Several girls have set
their eyes on my master. They've taken to... debating the matter
physically. I know he's not encouraging them, but I can use it as a
pretense to call him into my office.”

The
teen can almost read his mother's mind, “Mom, if you yank me
now it can't not be noticed.”

Sarah
puffs herself up ready to lay into her offspring before she exhales
deeply and seems to deflate, “You're right John. I don't like
it, but you are. For now, we can go with this plan. Once summer
comes, we can reevaluate the whole thing, including our staying in LA
if needed.”

The
future general nods, “We'll do what we have to do.” He
shakes himself suddenly, “So, where does that leave us today?”

Jessica
says, “Master, I am yours to command, always. What is your
desire?”

The
young man looks at the three women in the room in turn and slowly
nods his head, “Sarah, would you like to make use of my new
acquisition?”

The
woman is surprised by the offer, but she instantly sees that her son
is testing the obedience of his new girl. “Yes John, I would
like that a great deal. Thank you for the offer.” She comes
to her feet and addresses herself to the other seated female, “Come
along.”

The
redhead casts an apprehensive look at her master which he returns
calmly. With reluctance manifest, she rises and follows the other
woman.

John
watches his new girl’s butt for several seconds before
switching his gaze to his Bitch. His eyes lock on her lips and he is
highly tempted to have her blow him. He sighs as comes to his feet,
“Come on Cam, we've got work to do. The information from
CyberDyne's not going to organize itself.” He frowns for a
moment, “Or at least I hope it doesn't.”

*&*

Maria
Candice Lopez says several very profane words in Spanish as she
glares at her computer screen. After several seconds she sits back
and considers her options. Her business computer had decided to go
funky on her this morning. As is, nothing is getting done. She
growls in frustration as she considers her limited options. She's
already tried the few tricks she knows to get things back up and
happy. That means she's going to have to call in outside help, which
is not in this month’s budget. Her frown deepens as she
considers the likely repair bill. She sighs as she reaches for the
phone only to hesitate with her hand half an inch from the receiver.
“Maybe there is another option,” she says to the empty
room. “There's that new family that moved in a few weeks ago.
The sister said her brother was good with computers.” She
sighs, “What the hell, it can't hurt to try. He should be home
as this is a school night.”

The
woman quickly dresses for a walk though a less than pleasant
neighborhood, including her Glock. Running shoes, shorts, and a
loose tee-shirt complete the ensemble. She quickly jogs the few
blocks to the residence. She takes a moment to catch her breath
before knocking on the door.

&*&

Inside
the Connor home, John is trying, resolutely, to ignore the sounds
coming from his mother’s room when there's a knock at the door.
He instantly grabs up his shotgun while Cameron sticks a pistol
behind her belt before she goes and opens the door.

“Ah,
Miss Lopez,” the cyborg says, “come in. What can I do
for you?”

John
sees a Hispanic enter the house as his protector nods discreetly to
him, prompting him to gently lay down the gun. The newcomer's not
much more than five foot-four and very thinly built but he can see
that she's in very good shape. “Cam, who's this?”

The
Terminator smiles at her Master, “Oh John, forgive me. John,
let me present to you Maria Lopez, one of our neighbors. Maria, this
is John.”

The
shorter woman nods to the young man, “Ah, just the guy I came
to see.”

The
future general once more cuts his eyes to Cameron for a moment before
turning his attention back to his guest, “What can I do for
you?”

Maria
sighs, “My computer's giving me fits and your sister tells me
you're something of a wizard with the things. I was hoping I could
get you to come take a look at his.” She hastily adds, “I'm
willing to pay of course.”

The
teen nods, glad for an excuse to get out of the house, “Sure,
if nothing else I should be able to speed up the repair guys. Let me
leave a note for my mom.”

The
Hispanic woman nods, glad to see a youth thinking about his mother.

A
few moments later, after John surreptitiously slips a gun behind his
belt, the trio departs from the Connor home. They arrive at Maria's
place. The young man is shocked to see the place all but spotless.
He sits down to her computer and starts going through his repair
routine.

Maria
watches the young man before her and isn't surprised in the least as
her pussy starts to moisten. It's been so long since Miguel and as
she watches him, she can see that he's the very picture of firm,
commanding youth. For just a moment her mind slips into a familiar
fantasy, with John as the star. One of him 'taking advantage' of his
maid, her.

The
future general shakes his head as he types in the final commands and
sets the system to rebooting twenty minutes later. “Okay,”
he says, “you should be good. There was a bit of file
corruption that I cleaned up. You shouldn't have any future
problems, but if you do, just let me know.”

The
woman nods, “Thanks John. Now, how much do you charge?”

The
teen shrugs his shoulders, “Don't worry about it. The
challenge was enough for me.” Seeing her expression he grins,
“Consider this a demonstration. If you need anything in the
future, I'll take pay then.”

The
Hispanic woman knows true intransigence when she sees it, so she
merely nods. “I still consider myself in your debt though. If
you need anything, let me know.”

The
youth nods, “Alright. Come on Cam, mom's probly waiting for
us.”

Human
and cyborg make their way back to their current abode. John's not
too surprised to see Jessica's car gone. As they enter the house,
the young man's surprised to find a note telling him that his
mother's gone shopping. Somewhat relieved, John turns to the
Terminator, “Alright Cam, give. Now.”

The
cyborg gives her master an odd look, “What do you mean?”

The
future general gives his bodyguard a cross look, “Cam, I can
recognize your signature when I see it, especially after how much we
had to work together on the progs for the raid. Now, right now, I'm
inclined to trust you, please don't mess that up now. I know it was
you who messed up Ms. Lopez's computer.”

Cameron's
eyes suddenly glow a pale blue just before one of the computer
screens kicks to life.

John's
eyes move to the screen and he sees a picture of Maria, roughly forty
years older perhaps, but still recognizably her.

The
cyborg says in a disturbingly unemotional voice, “Maria Candice
Lopez, current age twenty-seven. Head of Intelligence attached to
General John Connor. Specializes in human intelligence. Formerly
primary field operative for John Connor, specializing in Wet Work.
Currently owner of 'Maids in a Minute'.” Her eyes quit glowing
though the computer screen stays the same. “As part of my
duties when assigned to protect you, I was given a third tier
objective to facilitate the recruitment of your primary staff members
if it could be done in a discreet manner. I met Miss Lopez last week
in a meeting arranged to appear casual. We exchanged greetings and I
informed her that you were exceedingly good with computers.
Information gleaned from the future Major Lopez indicated that she
only developed any major technical skills after Judgment Day. While
you and Miss Connor were recovering from our raid on CyberDyne, I
went and remotely sabotaged the business computer of Maria Lopez
which is located in her home. This action was taken in the hopes
that she would contact you for aid in repairing it in order to save
herself much of the expense of having the repairs done
professionally.”

The
future general is scowling as his protector finishes up her report.
“Cameron, I am very unhappy that you would take these actions
behind my back. Do you have anything to say in your own defense?”

“I
acted as I thought best. This introduction provides an 'in' for you
to approach her that would not have been available previously. It
was my estimation that if you appeared unknowledgeable about her
plight, she would not suspect that you had anything to do with it.”

The
young man nods slowly, processing the Byzantine logic. “Very
well, I can accept that your actions were taken with the best of
intentions.”

Cameron
nods silently, recognizing the posture of her master trying to make
an unpleasant decision. Given the circumstances, a decision she's
unlikely to like.

John
nods again, “I understand all that. However, you still need to
be punished for going behind my back on this matter. How did your
previous master punish you?”

The
cyborg bows her head, not surprised at the pronouncement. “On
the few occasions when he felt discipline was required, he would
administer either a spanking or a belting depending upon the severity
of the infraction. Normally on my bare bottom.”

The
teen nods and says, “Come with me Bitch.” He leads the
Terminator into his room and closes the door. He hardens his
expression as he turns towards his submissive, “Strip naked,
now.”

The
cyborg had merely been awaiting the order and thus is bereft of
clothing in seconds.

The
young man smirks as he once more takes in the naked form of the
female before him. He nods to himself before saying, “Bend
over the foot of the bed Bitch.” As his command is being
carried out, he undoes his belt buckle, pulling the leather item out.
He folds his belt in two as he steps behind Cameron. He takes a
moment to appreciate her cheeks, promising himself that he's going to
take her soon.

The
cyborg screams out in pain as the implement strikes her flesh for the
first time.

John
is hard as a rock as he sees the red splotch appear on Cam's butt.
He rides the rush of power with another blow. He relishes in the
thrill as he hears her scream. He rather forcibly reminds himself
that this is supposed to be punishment for Cameron, not therapy for
himself. With that thought firmly in mind, he brings the belt down
eight more times on the female's ass. He drops the belt and reaches
out to grab a handful of his bitch's hair. He half-drags her across
the room to where his chair is.

Cameron
realizes her master's intentions and begins to undo his jeans as he
pushes her to her knees.

The
young man smirks as the cyborg pulls his pants and boxers down. He
sits down in the chair and pulls the Terminator's face towards his
crotch. He moans as she engulfs his crown with her mouth. He
releases the handful of hair, only to grab her head with both of his
hands.

The
cyborg lets her master set the tempo, submitting completely to his
desire and letting him use her body as he would.

Roughly
a minute later John growls as he slams Cameron's face into his
crotch, burying himself in her throat. He shoots his load directly
into the cyborg’s stomach. As he recovers, he releases her
head, surprised that she doesn't move. He lays a hand on top of her
head and gently pushes her off. The teen pulls up his pants and
says, “Get dressed. We still have more work to do and I don't
know when mom'll be home.”

A/N:
Until next time.
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