By Paul Di Filippo.
Read by Jonathon Sullivan.
At home, Little Worker could do pretty much as she pleased, as long as she was there should Mister Michael need her. At the office–and in other public places–she had to be more circumspect and diligent. Little Worker was on duty her, in a way that was more intense than behind the electrified fence and active sensors of the estate. (Once, one of the men at the Training School had said: “Little Worker, you are the most diligent companion I’ve ever trained.” The men of the school had been nice, in their stern way. But no one was like Mister Michael.)
Today, however, Little Worker’s mind was not on her work.
Rated X. Contains sex, violence, domestic slavery, and furries you don’t want to mess with.