"Now that you're my person, I can let you know more about me," Fade said before showing them his empty hands and creating a bullet right in front of them, "I have the ability to create things." This caused a look of shock to cross the women's faces. "Is this how you made the gun?" asked Claire. Fade just nodded his head to her. "I also have something else you girls might find more interesting," replied Fade before leading them to his roommate's room, where they kept the food replicator. Looking at the strange machine with a confused look on her face. Fade said, "This is a food replicator I made using my ability. All you need to do is tell it what you want to eat, and it will appear," Fade explained. With a doubtful look on her face, Claires bulky friend walked forward and said, "A pitcher of ice-cold beer." A moment later a pitcher of beer appeared on the tray in the replicator. She walked up and took the pitcher, before taking a sip. She showed a look of surprise for she began to chug the beer. "Hah, that hit the spot," she said after chugging it down. Claire then went to the machine and ask for Foie Gras, eat the steak a pleased smile appeared one her face. "Eat as much as you want, we can continue our talks afterwards," Fade said waving the other women toward the machine.
They continued to eat for a while until they were full and fell asleep where they sat. Fade did not bother them as he now could kill them thru the nanites if they tried to betray him. So, Fade retired to his room, sitting on the bed and thought about how pleased he was with the versatility of the nanites considering how small they were. That was when he thought about increasing the nanites to use them for construction instead of spending so much energy creating human sized robots. He decided to make them the size of spiders, and succeeded in making two before he ran out of energy. Thanks to his technomancy the nanites gave him, he could sense a connection with these new machines, so he then ordered them to go out and absorb abandoned vehicles so they could replicate. He also ordered them to gather the cities supplies into a single hiding location and protect it for him until he needed it. Just because he had the ability to make anything, does not mean he wanted to waste energy on less important things.
A few hours later Fade could hear the women talking so, he walked out of his room to confront them. They became silent when he entered, looking around at them he noticed that some had a strange look on their face. "It's true, you need a stick and carrot method to make people submit willing," Fade thought to himself with a sigh, since they swallowed the nanites he knew every thought that crossed their minds, he just didn't waste time monitoring them. "I know what you are thinking, you want to overpower me and then monopolize the food replicator. I think you need to be taught who is in charge here," Fade said before choosing two women that supported the plan of killing him and taking the machine for themselves. He took control of the nanites in their body before forcing them to choke each other. "What are you two doing? Stop it," Claire ordered them as the bulky got up to separate them, but Fade froze them where they were and made them watch her friends choke each other to death, while unable to say or do anything to stop it.
As Fade released his control over the women, they collapsed to the ground, some of them sobbing uncontrollably. Claire and her bulky friend glared daggers at Fade, clearly displeased with his actions. "What? You don't like? You think I'm cruel? Anyone ready to kill has to resolve themselves to be killed in turn," Fade retorted, meeting their glares with his own cold stare. "You think you can make a plan to kill me and there wouldn't be any consequences? Then you're not as smart as I thought. I've fed you and given you a chance to escape the fate of being nothing more than playthings for men, and instead of being thankful, you try to take advantage of me. Give me one reason not to kill you all?"
Fade's words sent a wave of guilt through some of the women, while others remained in shock at the gruesome scene they had just witnessed. Claire, feeling responsible for their predicament, dropped to her knees in front of Fade. "It was my fault," she admitted. "I take full responsibility. All I ask is that you spare the others."
Looking down at Claire groveling at his feet, Fade reached out and pinched her chin, forcing her to look up at him. "No, I will leave you in charge," he said, his voice cold and calculating. "And from now on now, whenever they step out of line, I will have you personally torture them to death with your own hands. So, I suggest you keep them in line, understood?"
Fade's words hung in the air, heavy with the threat of violence and the promise of control. Claire nodded, her eyes filled with fear and determination. She knew that she had been given a second chance, but it came with a heavy price. From now on, she would have to ensure that the other women obeyed Fade's rules or face the consequences of her own hands. The room fell silent, the tension palpable as everyone waited to see what would happen next.
"Yes," Claire said as a look of fear crossed her eyes. "Yes, what?" Fade asked. A look of helplessness showed on Claires face before she said, "Yes, master." Pleased with her subservience, Fade patted her on the check. "Good. You will rest here today, tomorrow you will go and take control of this complex. Expel all men, kill those who resist. If their women want to leave with them, let them, those that don't die outside will come crawling back," Fade said laying out his plan for them, "Claire, go wash up and then come to my room, I will start with you tonight." With everything settled, Fade went back to his room to wait for Claire. That was when Stephanie stepped forward and led Claire to the bathroom to help her wash up. She couldn't help snorting at these women's actions thinking that they deserved what happened to them, Fade wanted to help them, but they just spat in his kindness. Stephanie was fully aware that without Fade she would've dead by now, if she did not become a plaything for the men outside. So, she gave herself willingly to him, and was completely subservient to him since the alternative would be too terrifying to think about.
"Fade might look ruthless to you right now, but he is only like that to people he doesn't trust. He is actually very kind and caring. He uses his ruthlessness in order to keep the things he treasure's safe from harm. If you whole heartedly submit to him, you will live a better life than before the apocalypse. But that decision is up to you," Stephanie said to Claire as she helped her bathe. The warm water cascaded down Claire's body, washing away the dirt and grime from the harsh world outside.
Claire looked at Stephanie curiously. "What about you? What makes you so trusting of him?" she asked. Stephanie sighed, her eyes softening as she recalled the fateful day they first met. "He saved me on the first day, took me in and took care of me without ever asking anything. As I saw what was happening outside, I knew that I needed someone I could trust to protect me. So, I willingly gave myself to him. I don't expect to keep him to myself, my only worry is losing his trust and being forced away from his side," she explained.
They finished bathing in silence, their thoughts heavy with the weight of the world around them. Claire looked at Stephanie with newfound respect, seeing the strength and resilience that had drawn her to Fade. She knew that she had a difficult decision ahead of her, but she also knew that she couldn't face the world alone anymore. As they entered the bedroom, the sound of their footsteps echoing off the walls, Claire resolved to follow in Stephanie's footsteps and submit to Fade's protection, no matter what it took.
The other women in the living room were initially horrified by the sounds of Fade pleasuring Stephanie and Claire. Their hearts raced with fear as they listened, unsure of what to make of the strange noises emanating from the bedroom. However, as the minutes ticked by, something unexpected began to stir within them. A feeling of excitement started to rise, replacing the initial terror with a newfound sense of anticipation.
As Stephanie emerged from the bedroom, her legs wobbled beneath her from the intensity of her orgasm. She looked around at the other women, her eyes filled with a mix of satisfaction and determination. One by one, she led each of them into the bathroom, instructing them to bathe thoroughly before joining them in the bedroom.
The women complied, their movements slow and hesitant as they stripped off their clothes and stepped into the warm water. As they washed themselves, they couldn't help but think about what awaited them in the bedroom. Fear still lingered, but it was now mixed with a growing sense of curiosity and desire.
Once they were clean, Stephanie led them back into the bedroom. The air was thick with the scent of sex and sweat. They climbed onto the bed, their movements awkward and self-conscious as they tried to find a place among the tangled limbs and heaving chests. As the night wore on, Fade was pleasured by each of the women in turn. Their bodies moved against his with a newfound confidence, their fear replaced by a fierce determination to please him. By morning, the bed was a chaotic mass of limbs and sweaty bodies, each woman covered in the evidence of their passion.
The women lay there, panting and exhausted, their bodies slick with love juices. They looked at each other, their eyes filled with a mix of satisfaction and trepidation. They knew that they had just experienced something truly transformative, something that would change them forever. And they also knew that they had no choice but to continue down this path, no matter what it might bring. For in this new world, pleasure and fear were inextricably linked, and trust was the only currency that truly mattered.