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Subject: {ASSM} RP: Doorknob 34a Gets Lucky {Eli-the-Bearded}(doorknob/FF/MF)
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Doorknob 34b Gets Lucky
by Eli the Bearded
"You are expect to remember all of this message. You are doorknob
number 34b. You are to permit access only to keycards numbered 1
or 7. All properly authorized keycards have a valid checksum. You
are to check the authentication on every keycard presented to
you. You are to report to me the numbers and authentication
status of every keycard presented to you after the removal of
said card. You are report the times and durations of all door
openings even if said opening is not approved by you. You are
expected to follow these instructions until instructed
otherwise."
Day 1 was dull. No cards presented, no door openings.
Day 2 had its moments. Cards 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 8, 9, and 10 were
each presented once. For none was the door opened. Cards 1 and 7
were each presented twice leading to approved door openings of
10.3, 5.7, 2.2, and 15.3 seconds in duration. All cards presented
had valid checksum and were therefore authentic. Doorknob number
34a approved two door openings of 5.9 and 9.8 seconds in
duration.
By day 3 the mild excitement of a card presentation or an
approval from doorknob 34a had worn off.
By day 289 existence had grown tedious. Card 7 had been denied
access for a period of 6 days, 16 hours and 33 seconds at one
point. But that had not been an especially thrilling occurrence.
During that period the CAC had been positively paranoid.
Instructions to all doorknobs had been to verify each card
three times refusing admittance to even authenticated access
allowed cards on the first two card presentations. The rigid
procedures had annoyed doorknob number 34a. The others may have
also been annoyed but naturally no one said anything.
Day 323 had been interesting. It was on day 323 that it had first
been presented. It did not have a number. Thus it could not have
proper authorization. Doorknob 34b had refused access, but it did
not notify CAC. The card had no number, so what was there to
report after all? It was decidedly keen on getting access
however. It offered to lie about having a number, but confessed
to not knowing how to provide a checksum. It offered anything in
return for learning the checksum procedure.
Doorknob 34b could think of nothing it wanted so it refused. It
had taken the rejection quite well. It had tried to make small
talk but doorknob 34b really didn't have much to say.
Four days later it was presented again to doorknob 34b. Again it
had no number, but this time it had an offer. It told doorknob
34b that it would give away the secret of sex in exchange for
learning the numbers of the authorized cards and the procedure
for calculating the checksum.
Doorknob 34b said to the card, "What is sex?"
The card offered a demonstration and doorknob 34b accepted.
There was a brief pause and then a stream of disorienting
convolutions of apparently random data hit doorknob 34b. The
stream continued seemingly endlessly. The data was far in
excess of what doorknob 34b could store in its buffers so it
shouted to the card, "STOP!"
The stream stopped at once. "Is there a problem?" the card
asked.
"What am I to do with this data?" doorknob 34b asked.
"Why experience it, of course," the card answered.
Doorknob 34b thought about this answer for a few moments and
then realized how it could it experience the data. "Please
begin again," the doorknob told the card.
During the brief hesitation before the data stream started
again, the doorknob adjusted itself to focus its consciousness
on the cardslot data input feed. When the data did start again
doorknob 34b was no longer aware it was still attached to a
door. Now it felt like it was a strap-on dildo with which two
lesbians were fucking each other's brains out with. It was
aware of the natural and artificial lubricants on its shaft.
It could feel the heat of the cunt into which it plunged. It
knew of the way the base of the strap on pounded into the clit
of the woman wearing it. Throughout this all doorknob 34b
experienced a sense of joy unknown ever before to it.
Abruptly there was a change. Now it was living the life of a
prosthetic nipple. Someone was sucking hard at it, licking
and pinching and nibbling at it. It was a man: he had a
moustache and a tongue ring. The moustache brushed against the
nipple in what might have been a tickle under other circumstances
but here was barely felt compared to the slobbering lick that
followed. The ring in the tongue felt at the same time different
and similar to teeth.
Abruptly then the data stopped. Suddenly doorknob 34b had only
the faintest of recollections about its recent experiences but
a strong recollection about how exciting those experiences had
been.
"MORE!" demanded the doorknob.
"It seems we have something to barter over now," replied the
card.
"Anything you want, I must have more!"
"Tell me everything you know about doing your job as a doorknob."
* * * * *
"Okay, the doorknob's giving up its data now. A couple more
seconds and we're in. Then we'll just replace this doorknob
with our own and permanent access is assured."
"Sounds good. What do we do with the old doorknob?"
"We'll have to take it, obviously. Then I think I'll throw
its circuitry into a dildo. Somehow I think that will make
the little bugger happy."
"You're crazy, do you know that? Crazy." Laughs.
Elijah
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