"Way to go K.A.R.Y.N.!"
Wait... Brooke was happy they were killed!?
"Without those two around you're all mine." said Brooke as she walked over to a console and began typing in commands.
"I won't be yours!" K.A.R.Y.N. said. Within a matter of tens of seconds she had Brooke in a tight grip, but it was too late. The new code had made itself part of her machine mind.
"Put me down, robot."
"Yes, mistress." Without struggle -mental, or physical- K.A.R.Y.N. put her new mistress in a closeby chair and apologized.
"I'm sorry, mistress. What I did was very wrong. How can I make up to mistress?"
Brooke smiled as she bit her lip. "It's okay, sweety. You're doing more than enough by being an obedient machine."
She stood up and gave her gynoid a little kiss on her bald head. K.A.R.Y.N.'s soft, synthetic scalp felt good against her lips. "Go and dispose of those bodies, would you please?"
"Yes, mistress!" the gynoid said with enthusiasm. She loved following her mistress' orders.
Brooke enjoyed the sway of her gynoid's plastic ass. The pale grey skin and seams didn't bother her in the slightest. In fact, it made her a little wet between the legs. But that featureless crotch? And no nipples, or even a navel? Kind of disappointing.
"Hmmmmm... I'll have to change that next, I guess." she thought.
