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“Are you SorceressX?”
“Who’s asking?” Raven responded to the man. I hadn’t noticed it before, but since he had my attention I realized his face was obscured by a similar pixel mosaic to the one surrounding Raven’s body above the waist.
“An admirer. Thought you looked familiar from the local news dumps about when you hacked Cerberus Industries a while back. It’s gotta be you. He with you?”
“Yes, he’s with me. You still haven’t told me your name or what you want,” she said in irritation.
SorceressX was her hacker alias when she was still in the trade. Her last major hacking endeavor only made local news because the company she attacked hadn’t wanted to reveal that their systems had been vulnerable, especially to a girl as young as Raven and waged a massive coverup operation with the larger media conglomerates. After she turned in all her data on the hack, they agreed to drop charges against her. It was a win in her book. She got to avoid corporate prison and she avoided the infamy that plagued many notable hackers. Anyone recognizing her by her old identity was an unwelcome intrusion to her life since leaving the hacking business.
“Name’s Dion,” he said and then the mosaic masking him shattered. He had sharp features and a gold neural implant that was visible because it actually replaced a portion of his skull. Raven raised her eyebrows in surprise.
“THE Dion?! Like, the hacker so untouchable he doesn’t even need an alias?” She said
“Yes and keep your voice down. I may be very good at disappearing when I want to but I don’t like attracting the attention which makes that necessary. Unlike you, I’m still an active player,” he said with a sly grin. “The Sorceress herself at a sex club. Who’d have thought?”
“Yeah, well..” Raven said nervously. “My name is just Raven now. Oh, and this is my boyfriend!”
Dion stood from his barstool, shuffled to me, and shook my hand. He briefly looked down at my caged cock, the image Raven’s program projected clearly reaching his own implant.
“And your name is…?” He asked.
“Eli, Mister Dion, sir,” I said, equally nervously because unlike Raven, I actually had no idea who this man was.
“Just Dion. Sir works, though,” he said with a smirk. I realized, now that I could see his body fully, that he had surgery scars on his muscular chest. From those, inferred that he must be a transgender man. My eyes traveled down further and I was probably more shocked than I should’ve been to see that he had a cock. It was clearly another cybernetic implant. The 3 segments of the long and thick member were separated by mechanical joints that were covered and insulated by a kind of black silicone material. However, the skin between those joints, his cockhead, and his testicles looked perfectly natural. It must have cost a small fortune.
Raven clearly noticed all the same things and was more than merely curious about the tech. Dion scanned her body from top to bottom as well and then they locked eyes.
“Can I get you another drink, babe?” He said smoothly and pointed to her empty glass without breaking eye contact.
“Sure,” she said and bit her lip. He sat back down next to her and I looked on as they talked about their history with hacking and tips and tricks they had learned along the way. He had far more of those than she did but he did seem impressed by some of the things she brought up.
Though they were clearly in their own little world together, I didn’t mind. I could have chimed in when the topic changed to something I knew anything about, like gaming, but I just let them have the space to connect. I loved watching her eyes light up, talking about things she was passionate about and I was impressed by how well he listened to her.
“I’ll be right back,” Raven said as their conversation came to a good stopping point. As she got up, she kissed me hard and gave me a look that told me she appreciated that I was letting her have this connection. Then she trotted off to the restroom.
“So, Eli. You haven’t been very talkative. You okay with all this?” Dion asked me bluntly.
“All what?” I asked.
“I think you know,” he said and looked me in the eyes. I did know, of course. They were attracted to each other and this wasn’t just any conversation. If anything further happened, it wouldn’t just be a fling in a private room where the parties involved would probably never see each other again either. They had just met, sure, but there was a spark between them and that was obvious. I didn’t feel the need to stand in the way of that. Somehow, I knew she wasn’t going to discard me for someone new that easily. This man was impressive and connected with her on things I knew nothing about, but that didn’t make him a threat to our relationship, which was stronger than ever. She could, in fact, have her cake and eat it too if I let her, and I intended to.
“Seems fine to me,” I said with a shrug. “We’re nonmonogamous. I don’t know how she feels about me catching some feelings for kadıköy escort bayan someone else but for my part, I just like seeing her happy. That’s always my priority. Besides, I like her calling the shots and doing as she pleases. I’m just here to support her and otherwise be along for the wild ride. So if she wants to spend some time with you, I’m not standing in the way.”
Dion flashed me a pleasant smile that barely hid a tint of amusement and finally broke eye contact.
“You’re good people, Eli. If she decides I’m worth her time, I’ll make sure she doesn’t forget about you either,” he said with a wink and then looked pensive for a moment, like he was considering whether or not to say something else, before continuing. “Just be warned, I’ve got state of the art equipment here, man. I don’t plan to get in the middle of a happy relationship but in the bedroom, it won’t be a competition.”
He said it so matter-of-factly. I actually didn’t think he was being an asshole. He was a bit arrogant, maybe, but what he said wasn’t untrue and I knew it. If she took him home tonight or any other night, she would definitely choose his cock over mine if it came down to it. When it came to sex, whatever I could offer was always going to be subpar compared to what he could do with the massive thing hanging between his legs. He was offering me another chance to back out.
I was surprised at myself for not being irrationally (or maybe completely reasonably) offended by the comment and even more shocked that I found myself wanting to see Raven on the receiving end of that “state of the art equipment”. At the end of the day, my relationship with Raven was mine and mine alone and no one, not even Dion, could actually come between us. Sex was a separate issue and my horniness and sexual frustration were in charge at that moment. They urged me onward to my own masochistic demise rather than make a futile effort at being possessive.
“Yes, sir,” I said, cementing my place in the sexual hierarchy. He nodded appreciatively and held out his hand to shake mine again, sealing our agreement and my surrender without a single moment of resistance.
Warmth gathered between my legs, uselessly begging my cock to react in a way it was currently incapable of doing. It was just as well. Having an erection while talking with another naked man would be even more humbling than the conversation had already been. It wasn’t that I was turned on by him as a man so much as I was turned on by the fact that I was being put in my place, particularly as it related to sex with my own girlfriend. The same thing may have been true with Jackson, but the fact that Dion was outright saying it, and that I was outright accepting it, hit me differently.
Before Dion and I had a chance to talk further or I had a chance to further philosophize about my dick and what it wanted, Raven came back.
“Well, do you have anywhere to be tonight, Dion? I wouldn’t mind picking your brain more or playing with some..other things,” she said and lightly caressed his bare chest, tracing a finger along his top-surgery scars for a moment.
“No where but with you, babe,” he said suavely.
Raven turned to me and I already knew what she was going to ask. I looked past her to Dion.
“We’d love to have you over..sir,” I told him, continuing to display the deference to him that I had established while Raven was gone. Both of them grinned at me. Dion’s smile was colored with a quiet smugness while Raven’s was more surprised and intrigued.
“Raven?” Dion questioned.
She looked to him and then to me with excitement and then all but squealed, “yessss!!”
Dion chuckled as we all three made our way out of the back area and to the locker room.
“Thank you,” Raven whispered in my ear as Dion walked too far ahead of us to hear. “I will say though, of all the things you’ve done, calling a man ‘sir’ when all but inviting him home to fuck me might be the one thing that really does change the way I view you.”
I stopped in my tracks, not expecting to hear that. Nothing so far had actually worried me until that moment. I could fantasize about some unrealistically cruel way she could be thinking about me but at the end of the day I knew it was just that: fantasy. She turned around to face me.
“No, don’t worry! I’m not running off with him or anyone else. You’ll always be my stud and so much more,” she said, earnestly looking me in the eyes before a sly grin crept over her face. “But when he’s around, he might be one thing to me and, baby, you might be…just something else.”
She bit her lip as if contemplating a hard choice before continuing.
“I mean, is that okay?” She asked finally. “We can stop right now and tell him we changed our minds. But if he comes home with us, I don’t know if I’ll be able to close that door once it’s open.”
In reality, she was only seeing in me now what I had already accepted about myself and my relation to Dion in those moments when she ümraniye escort bayan had left us at the bar. I already saw myself and my role differently with Dion around. Why shouldn’t she? I smiled gently at her. At least now I had confirmation that our relationship would still emerge from whatever dynamic grew out of this, fully intact. So things might change. Was that so terrible? My gut, or maybe it was just the sexual frustration corrupting my brain, said no.
“Open it. I want to see what’s on the other side as badly as you do,” I said softly.
“Really?”
“Yes! Now go find your new boyfriend before someone else can steal him!” I said and playfully slapped her bare ass. She giggled and scurried off into the locker room.
I followed behind her at a more relaxed pace, shaking my head and chuckling to myself at my adorable girlfriend; my lovely goddess. When I made it into the locker room, Raven was not at our locker and her clothes were still stowed away. I looked around, mildly concerned for a brief moment before I saw her through the space between shower curtains.
Dion had her pressed up against a shower wall and her legs were wrapped around his waist as they kissed under the showerhead. It was an incredibly romantic scene as water sluiced over their naked bodies. Dion’s cock was still soft, despite Raven’s body being pressed against him. The only explanation I could think of for that was that he was so in control of his cybernetic implant that it only got hard when he was damn well ready for it to. It was hard to imagine what that kind of control must be like when my cock seemed to guide my actions more than I guided it. Regardless, what she had been doing to him would’ve not only made me hard, but also would’ve certainly made me cum instantly.
That train of thought brought me to another realization: she hadn’t ever wrapped her legs around me like that, not that I necessarily would’ve been strong enough to carry her like he was doing anyway. She had showered with me but, of course, even then I wasn’t allowed to see what it looked like for water to flow over the curves of her fully nude body. That was the bargain though, wasn’t it? She had given me the opportunity, that first day when I got my chip, to satisfy my own desires instead of hers. I chose hers then and continued to make that choice at every turn.
As a reward, I was getting to explore the kinky depraved things about myself that I would’ve never uncovered if I had prioritized my own gratification. For that matter, if I was going to go making comparations, it was also true Dion would never know what it was like to truly be under Raven’s spell. He wouldn’t understand how it felt to be desperate to fulfill her slightest whim simply because she had dominated him in just the right way, pressing all the exact right buttons. I was getting my due and he was getting his. What he was due just happened to involve getting a full sensory experience of my girlfriend’s body under hot running water.
“Gonna get dressed?” Raven asked as the two emerged from the shower and dried off with nearby towels. She had a twinkle in her eye that told me just how much she enjoyed tonight’s turn of events and how excited she was for how the night might end.
“Yes, goddess,” I said and retrieved my clothes from the container. Dion whispered in her ear before turning to go to his locker across the room. As I started to pull my boxers back on, Raven interrupted me with a passionate kiss. Her tongue found its way past my lips and intertwined with mine. She then pushed me up against the lockers, her soft bare breasts pressing against me even as they were hidden from my sight. I may not get the same things as Dion but I could definitely live with this.
“Dion wanted me to remind you that you still belong to me,” she whispered in my ears. “You’re still mine, right, stud?”
“Always, goddess,” I almost whined in response. She looked at me with a self-satisfied smirk, let me go, and got her clothes out of the container next to me. I caught my breath and grinned to myself. Dion was “good people” too, as he had put it.
We all got dressed and Dion met us at the locker room door. He didn’t look quite as big and intimidating with clothes on, sporting a Hawaiian shirt and grey slacks. Still, he carried himself with the same effortless confidence as he had in the backroom as we walked out of the club.
“Care to call us a cab, Eli?” Raven asked me.
“Nah, we’ll take my ride. Just send me address,” Dion interjected. With a single thought, my implant transmitted the information to his.
“You have a car?! Ground or air?” Raven asked him in surprise. Individually owned ground cars were rare because corporations had exclusive contracts with nearly all manufacturers for their private fleets. Air cars were popular with the rich but unaffordable for 99% of the population. So either Dion was wealthier than I had thought or he had an antique ground car of some sort.
“Oh, please! Ground maltepe escort bayan car, of course. Those air cars are full of built-in spyware and besides they’re for elitist pricks,” Dion said, his reasons notably not including that he couldn’t afford one. The silver car that pulled up looked fancy enough to imply it was plenty expensive, even without being of the flying variety. Dion got in the driver’s seat and Raven got in beside him. I took the backseat, of course, sitting behind Dion.
The interior was just as nice as everything else except for the dashboard. Clearly, it has been modified extensively with out of place knobs and other electronics scattered erratically across it. Dion pressed a button and the front display changed from a blue menu with a corporate logo to a red screen with the text DARK MODE.
“You hacked your car?” I asked.
“Oh yeah. Have to or the rats will track me down. Last thing you want is the corp-cops knocking down your door because I forgot to cover my tracks. Gotta protect my people,” he answered, looking in the rearview mirror at me.
“You don’t run solo do you?” Raven asked him.
“How’d you guess?” Dion asked genuinely.
“Solo players don’t give a fuck about who they burn on the way to their gold mine,” Raven said.
“Well, that’s just it, I’m not out to dig up gold. Though a pretty penny has been ‘liberated’ here and there. My friends and I want to end this rat infestation,” he said. I knew he was referring to the corporations that ruled the world as we knew it.
“I hope you don’t mind that there’s a ‘rat’ in your backseat. We actually were out celebrating my promotion to executive assistant,” I said, feeling I should be honest, even at the risk of ruining the night. Surprisingly Dion chuckled quietly.
“You’re not a rat. Not yet. Not when they’ve outlawed basically every other form of legitimate work. Not before you’ve at least seen what these fuckers are actually building and choose to continue racing to the top anyway,” he said, growing more heated with each word, but I knew it wasn’t at me. He took a deep breath to calm himself. “Anyway, what corporation is it?”
“Soultap?” I said timidly, hoping at least my company was the lesser of evils. “I know they provide some kind of software for other companies. It’s not clear, to me at least, exactly what kind or what the data that comes into my floor is all about.”
“Of course not. That’s how they like it. I’ll be honest, I’ve never heard of that particular rat’s nest but I’ll look into it. If we find that we trust each other, I’ll share what I dig up on them,” He said and gave me an amicable smile in the mirror.
Raven leaned over and kissed Dion’s neck. I heard a zipper come undone as her hands reached to an unseen place between his legs.
“Can I?” She said almost too soft for me to hear.
“By all means, babe,” he answered.
She got on all fours across the gap in their seats and her head disappeared into his lap. I heard the wet sounds of her putting her mouth and tongue on his cock even as he continued driving.
“I gotta ask, Eli. The cage.. it’s a hack right? Doesn’t look corporate,” he said casually, like my girlfriend wasn’t actively slurping on his dick as he spoke.
“Uh, yeah. One of Raven’s,” I responded, trying to focus on my words and not her current activities or the fact that we were talking about my incapacitated manhood.
“I thought so,” he said almost professionally. “Mind if I take a look at the code?”
“Uhm, I guess not?”
My vision flickered for a moment. I wondered if he should be doing this while driving but I supposed he knew what he was doing.
“Let me just squeeze past these firewalls of hers,” he said. Raven didn’t seem to mind. I could see her body continuing to move with enthusiasm, even as the man she was pleasuring probed her boyfriend’s brain. “Now I bet if I just replace this line of code, instead of a cage you’ll feel…”
Suddenly, the feeling of tight containment I had almost gotten used to disappeared and was replaced with what could only be described as heaven itself. I squirmed and pathetically whimpered in my seat as the sensation of warm wet softness on my cock continued. I instinctively reached for my dick and not only was there nothing to create that sensation but it was entirely soft, despite the illusion that it was hard. After the initial shock, I realized the feelings were in sync with the sounds Raven was making. Then my heart raced as I started to comprehend that I was feeling the blowjob that Dion was receiving. I could feel Raven’s familiar tongue caressing his rod inside her mouth. I could also tell that he was entering her throat far deeper than I could as the muscles inside massaged his rod.
As immediately as the sensation had come over me, it disappeared, replaced with the confinement of my virtual cage once again. I groaned as my pleasure –or his I supposed, was cut off to me.
“Well I know how that works now,” he said clinically. I couldn’t comprehend how he could be feeling all of that and speak so calmly or, for that matter, operate a vehicle. Somehow, he all but acted like Raven wasn’t even there. This was all besides the fact that my cock cage was supposed to be un-hackable and yet he had seemed to do so with ease.
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