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Sarah
Connor watches her son as he does his homework. They'd been in the
year 2007 for only a couple of days now. Yesterday she'd gotten home
from a trip to the store for food and a few clothes for her and
Cameron. She just can't bring herself to buy her son underwear. To
her surprise, she'd found her son wearing the indescribable aura of a
man who'd just gotten some. However, the only one around was the Tin
Miss. John had said she could eat, but could she possibly.... The
human woman hides her frown as she sees the young man in question
cast another surreptitious at the cyborg. She mentally nods to
herself as she goes to her stash of money she had 'acquired' through
means best not discussed and pulls out enough cash to allow her son a
good bit of shopping. The mother walks back out to the main room and
says, “John, honey, here's some money. I didn't get you much
clothing yesterday. Why don't you go and get yourself some stuff for
school.”

The
young man eyes his parental unit suspiciously, noting that she'd
excluded Cameron. He sighs mentally as he stands up. Apparently his
mother wants to have a few words with the other female and wants him
out of the way. “Sure mom, I should be back in an hour or
two.”

She
smiles at him, “That should be fine honey, don't forget to take
a 9mm with you.”

He
smiles and shakes his head slightly as he steps into his mothers room
just long enough grab the pistol. He shoves it into his belt behind
his back and pulls his shirt down to cover it before kissing his mom
good-bye.

The
older woman schools her face into a stern mask before turning to face
the Terminator. She eyes the female's soft brown hair, her 'handful'
breasts, her soft lips, her long legs, and her tight ass. Sarah
feels the old stirrings once more. She'd left Charlie several days
before she'd met up with Cameron and combined with the stress of the
move and their sudden jump into the future, she's not had the chance
to get laid in a week. Before she'd gotten locked up in the mental
hospital, Sarah had considered herself a strict heterosexual.
However, being locked away from all pleasant male contact makes a
woman reassess her priorities. She'd been bull dyke in her ward
until they'd thrown her into iso. She says, “So, are you and
John getting close?”

Cameron
looks at the human woman for several seconds, determining the purpose
of this conversation. “So far I've only sucked his cock once.
I look forward to when he bends me over the bed and fucks me good and
hard.”

The
human just looks at the other for a second, stunned at the raw
brutality of the admission. Finally she says, “And why are you
doing this?”

The
cyborg stands up and faces the dark haired woman, “Because I
was ordered to by General Connor. He felt that by having me serve
John as I served him it would lower the chances of John getting
injured or killed.”

The
mother in Sarah instantly takes a back seat to the Resistance
fighter, “What you do mean by 'lowering the risk'?”

“Your
son is, at present, a normal, healthy, hormonal male. He would soon
start expressing an interest in females regardless. By having me
serve him, General Connor intended to remove the need for John to go
looking to outside sources for pussy. If he did go looking, he could
catch any manner of sexually transmitted disease, severely anger a
father, or even bring home a non-reprogrammed Terminator. That
precludes the danger any woman he formed a lasting relationship with
would be in. In addition there is the fact that she would be a
security weak point. Someone outside of our group who John can
normally be found with plus if she were taken as a hostage by a
Terminator, he would not be as rational where she is concerned.”

The
elder Connor nods her head in understanding, “And did the
general give you any orders where I am concerned?”

“No
he did not, but I suspect that was merely an oversight of his.
Seeing you as his mother, not as a woman. Thus he does not realize
your need for intimacy. If you wish, I am willing to serve you in
the same manner in which I serve John. With certain proviso's.”

Sarah's
eyebrows go up, “What sort of 'provisos'?”

“Simply
that John's order supersede yours, especially in the bedroom. If you
give me an order that is at odds with one John has given me, I can
refuse to obey it without punishment.”

“Punishment?
What sort of relationship did you have with General Connor?”

“He
was my master and I was his slave. His personality is present in
John so I expect he will soon take advantage of my offers.”

The
human woman's grin becomes predatory as she says, “So, you are
willing to be my little sex slave?”

Cameron
looks down submissively and folds her hands in front of her, “Yes
mistress, I am.”

Sarah's
grin gets just a touch more pronounced as she says, “Strip
bitch!”

In
a matter of seconds, the cyborg is naked and her bald crotch
completes a very arousing package.

“Get
on your knees and kiss my boot you little cunt!” As the
Terminator complies with her order, the female Connor feels a rush of
power as she has one of the very beings that has hounded her for the
last sixteen years at her feet, paying oral worship to her muddy,
dirty combat boots. As the bitch is licking the grime of the day
aways, Sarah grabs the buckle of her belt and undoes it. “Bitch,
untie my boots with your teeth. Don't harm them either!”

Cameron
raises her head and takes the boot lace between her teeth, being very
careful about how much pressure she exerts as she pulls back to undo
the lace.

Sarah
heels off the first boot as the Tin Miss unties the other boot. She
can smell the stench of her own feet clearly, the result of wearing
black leather boots in the heat of southern California, and can only
imagine what the cyborg's sensitive nasal receptors are enduring.
Once both of her feet are exposed she says, “Now bitch, suck my
toes nice and clean.” She sits back on the bed and angles her
feet up so her latest command can be obeyed.

The
Terminator meekly lowers her head to her to her mistress's feet and
inhales deeply, the horrid scent further moistening her pussy, before
taking the first appendage into her oral cavity.

The
human woman feels another spike of pure power as she feels the long
forgotten feel of a tongue on her toes. She hooks her thumbs under
the waist band of her trousers and panties. As the brunette moves on
to the next toe, Sarah raises herself onto her elbows and pushes the
garments down, past her ass. She says, “Lie on your back on
the floor bitch!” As her order is obeyed, she comes to her
feet and lets the black leather pants pool on the floor before
reaching down and stripping off her solid powder blue panties. She
grins evilly as she steps over to where the Tin Miss's head is and
stands facing her feet. The dark haired woman rapidly lowers herself
to her knees. Sarah grins manically as her knees dig into the carpet
of the floor, and she relishes the rush of power as she feels the
cyborgs nose press into her, likely, very fragrant ass crack.
“Alright bitch, get to licking me. I want a good, strong
climax well before John can get back.”

Sarah
Connor moans deeply as a tongue gently pierces her folds for the
first time in far, far too long. Her back arches as Cameron's tongue
manages to find her G-spot. She grins for a moment as she sees the
Tin Girl's hands move towards her own crotch, “Get your hands
back at your side cunt! You don't masturbate without permission!”

The
cyborg inhales sharply, and has a minor orgasm as a result, as she
snaps her hands back into the position her mistress demands.

As
the human woman feels the bitch's nose rub against her asshole, she
screams out a loud climax. She collapses to the side as her head
spins. She manages to maneuver so her back is against the bed as she
pantingly tries to recover. She eyes Cameron, who has yet to move
from her assigned position and smiles to herself, seeing much
potential for fun in the obviously very submissive cyborg. After a
few minutes, Sarah has her breath back, “Bitch, go take a
shower and clean up. Don't mention this to John unless he asks about
it or I instruct you otherwise.”

The
naked brunette rises to her feet and looks at the other woman square
in the face, “I shall keep quiet, for now.”

The
female Connor can only wonder what that comment means as she tries to
figure out how this whole relationship is going to work.

A/N:
Until next time.
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