The Auditors (standard:science fiction, 2586 words)
Author: Andrew R	Added: Jun 12 2002	Views/Reads: 3492/2261	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Sexual Obsession. Kirsch can't get enough of Sally, but he has to be objective, he has a job to do. What he keeps wondering though is why can't he get the tele viewer to tune to anything other than sex channel 603.

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air of vicious aggression.  Kirsch felt a cold sweat drench him; he 
shivered with fear.  He decided to risk moving, sneaking away whilst 
the meat monster was looking the other way.  Kirsch stood up and tried 
to prise his way around the back of the bin as quietly as possible.  A 
painful scraping sound echoed down the suddenly quiet road as Kirsch 
desperately tried to fit through the gap.  Slowly Granite face turned 
around and stared at Kirsch with dull, unblinking eyes.  Kirsch froze, 
prized between the wall and the portabin; Granite face looked strangely 
babyish face on, Kirsch thought, as the realisation that he was caught 
set in. 

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In a darkened room, lit only by the luminescence of the view screens,
Auditor one coughed.  Auditor two had been staring at the screens in a 
trance for the last ten minutes. "It's time," he said.  Auditor two 
turned to look at him and nodded grimly.  The two men had pale, almost 
albino skin, with thinning dark hair and cold expressionless faces that 
marked them out as being something not quite human.  Their species had 
ceased being considered human twenty six generations ago.  Genetically 
they had the same DNA as humans, the difference was that sometime in 
the past someone had changed the switches in their genetic coding.  The 
Auditors species had been engineered so that their emotion centres 
where turned off.  It was done to provide the ailing planet siders with 
a new willing workforce who could be cold and analytical when needed, 
had a penchant for methodical work, never got tired and never 
complained.  At least, twenty-six generations ago, that had been the 
plan. 

As Auditor two stood up, auditor one fixed on the view screen of the
inmates they were going to see.  Section SO, cell 3a.  The middle row 
of view screens were all for the Sexual Obsession block.  The row 
bellow was a mix of SM, Sado-Masochists and BF, Bestiality Fetishists.  
Sexual Obsession was the largest division of the institute, forming the 
bulk of the material for the channels timetables, but the row above, 
GS, Gender Subversion, was also very popular. Orbital station one held 
over sixty cells for Sexual Perversion Patients.  They had moved off 
planet nine generations ago, after the great revolution.  It had been 
an agreement of the peace treaty with the humans.  In less than a 
generation the Auditors had made a proposal to the planet siders that 
would mould the govern ship of the planet for generations.  They 
offered to remove all the humans who had genetic flaws of a sexual 
nature.  It had been the bugbear of a particularly zealous governor 
general at the time. 

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Kirsch looked around the room.  It was bare apart from the desk with two
chairs, placed in the centre of the room.  There was a camera in the 
top corner of the room, near the door; Kirsch could sense them watching 
him.  They were making him sweat, he knew.  He didn't know why they 
didn't just get it over with, he was caught and the sentence was death, 
three strikes and you're out, that's the law.  The lock in the door 
clicked open, Granite face looked at him with his baby face, one of the 
suits stood behind him as if he needed a barrier to protect him from 
Kirsch. "Would you like a coffee Mr Kirsch?"  Suit walked in and sat 
opposite him, he gave Kirsch a reassuring smile.  Granite face walked a 
pace into the room and shut the door behind him.  He loomed silently 
behind suit.  Kirsch glanced nervously at Granite face. "Oh don't worry 
Mr Kirsch, Lionel is here for my protection more than anything." Kirsch 
laughed at the idea, feeling strangely at ease with suits gentle 
manner. "We have been watching you, Mr Kirsch, for a long time."  Suit 
put his hands together and gave Kirsch an enigmatic smile.  "You 
needn't look so worried, I have a proposal for you that I think you may 
find very interesting.  You are just the man we need." 

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The couple in cell 3a fascinated Auditor one.  At that moment they were
both sitting staring at the wall.  Their room only had a sofa bed and a 
table by the door.  The couple were both sitting on the bed, naked, 
staring at opposite walls. As a socio-scientist Auditor one took great 
interest in the decline in relationships of the institutions subjects.  
This couple had both been lured to the station under the same pre-text. 
 When they were arrested for sex crimes the planet side liaison 
division had convinced them that they were vitally important people who 
had been closely monitored for years to see if they had the right 
qualities.  They were told that their interpersonal skills were 
superior and the government wanted them to train counter intelligence 
agents.  Their job was to assess possible agents for their seduction 
techniques and social skills.  The prospective agents were supposed to 
be experts in gaining trust by assuming trusting relationships by 
superior social and sexual skills.  This was the story fed to most of 
the inmates in the SO block.  Every one of them convinced themselves 
that they were assessing their partner and that they were the ones who 
were in control. Because they were all genetic failures they couldn't 
help themselves, sexual obsession took over, providing Sex Channel 603 
with unlimited material. 

The couple in 3a wouldn't be at the institution for much longer.  The
signs were there for Auditor one to see.  Irreparable damage was being 
done to their relationship; it was only a matter of time before all 
physical and emotional contact ceased.  As with all sexual obsessives 
they failed to make the required emotional attachment needed for a 
solid relationship; their relationship was firmly rooted in physical 
pleasure.  The couple were obsessed with each other physically, so much 
so that they could rarely say no, but they didn't actually like each 
other, they were incapable of making an emotional attachment. 

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Kirsch got up, he better get dressed, he thought.  Sally was already
putting her outfit back on.  It was almost time for their review.  The 
Auditors would be here soon and Kirsch would have to give his verdict 
on Sally.  Would she make a good counter intelligence agent or not.  He 
hated to think about it because he knew what the answer had to be.  How 
could he pass Sally when he found it so hard to like her?  In a strange 
way he thought he loved her, even though he didn't like her.  He just 
couldn't stop himself; every time he looked at her he wanted her.  In 
the last three months Kirsch and Sally had lived out the wildest 
depraved dreams.  Every fantasy he had ever dreamed had been acted out, 
every position thought of, every orifice used.  The best thing about it 
was the government sanctioned it, everything he had ever been arrested 
for and now he was being employed to do it.  He just hoped that after 
he failed Sally they would give him another student to assess. 

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Auditor one and two were late for their review meeting.  Auditor one
looked at his watch in annoyance.  They were late because one of the 
inmates in the SM block had gone too far again.  He had been obsessed 
with using razor blades as part of foreplay, this time it had proved 
fatal.  The clean up team were sorting it now.  The only comfort was 
that the viewing figures for that particular event had been a record 
for the Sado Masochism hour on channel 603.  They would be able to make 
millions with re-runs and by leasing the viewing rites to terrestrial 
channels.  The Auditors turned into the corridor of the Sexual 
Obsessives block.  They reached door 3a and unlocked the palm lock.  
The couple inside looked up at them expectantly. 

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The door to the room opened, Kirsch and Sally both looked up from the
bed at the same time.  Two figures stood in the doorway.  There was 
something strange about these people who called themselves 'Auditors.'  
Kirsch felt uneasy about working for such strange creatures.  They 
reminded him of the legends of the genetic wars centuries before, when 
a sub human slave race revolted against their human masters.  He had 
never been particularly hot on history but he seemed to remember that 
the humans won and the genetic freaks were wiped out, still there was 
something strangely inhuman about the two men that stood at the door.  
They wore black suits in the same style as suit and Granite face, but 
they looked almost albino, there skin was so pale.  They were both 
balding badly and had pathetic wipe over hairstyles in a vain attempt 
to cover it up.  The Auditors drifted into the room letting the door 
slide shut behind them. Auditor one looked at Sally, "Miss Grace, could 
I have your report please?" Kirsch whirled to look at Sally, then back 
to the Auditor who had spoken, "What report?  I'm the one who's 
supposed to give a report." Auditor two looked at Kirsch, "In good time 
Mr Kirsch." Auditor one, "Miss Grace please." Kirsch looked at Sally 
again.  She was sitting up next to him on the bed; he could see tears 
running down her cheeks. 

Almost whispering, she said, "Fail."  She looked guiltily at Kirsch, The
Auditor nodded, then they both looked at Kirsch. "Now Mr Kirsch, your 
report please," said Auditor two. Kirsch was speechless for a minute; 
his mind was racing.  He was the one who made the report wasn't he?  He 
was the one that had been sent to the institute to assess possible 
counter intelligence agents, wasn't he?  He looked up at the Auditor, 
not knowing what to think, "Fail," he said, thinking he still had a job 
to do, keeping his professional objectivity. 

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The Auditors looked down at the couple, it was as Auditor one had
suspected; they were nearly at crisis point.  Soon they would produce 
no viable viewing material for the channel, even the physical bonds 
would break.  He nodded at Auditor two and they turned to leave the 
couple on their own.  They would be under close review for the next 
month; if the situation continued to decline termination would be 
inevitable. 

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Kirsch seemed to stare at Sally for an eternity.  She just stared back,
they both looked stunned and shattered. "What the fuck is going on 
Sally?" "I was about to ask you the same question." "What did they tell 
you, when they brought you here?" 

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The view screens again.  Auditor one was watching the couple in 3a. 
They had talked for hours, going over possibilities, conspiracies.  
They still hadn't realised why they were here, they never would.  After 
talking the familiar behaviour pattern had set in again, they were 
naked, currently on the 7:30 live broadcast to 2.6 billion terrestrial 
viewers.  They would have to be watched closely though, in the 
experience of Auditor one realisation of an inmates situation often 
resulted in a brief honeymoon period, followed by the final 
irretrievable breakdown of relations, resulting in termination.  
Auditor one hoped it wouldn't happen this time though, he quite liked 
watching the couple in SO block 3a. 


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