Dark_Net / Part VI : Self Pleasure And Home Invasion

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Sixth chapter of Dark_Net! Twist! Pleasure and home invasion! I put lot of cool stuff in this chapter, which was the initial conclusion of the Dark_Net story when I originally started it, ten months ago… But I know what? I got an even cooler conclusion for chapter 7 & 8 ! And don’t forget to reply to my survey on the story!

[UPDATE 17.01.15] I rewrite some part to make the text cooler!

PART I PART II PART III – PART IV – PART V – PART VI – PART VII

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Sunday 8 November 2016 17:19,
Julie’s living room

Julie was facing her mysterious send by one of her anonymous fan. She discovered a black and classy box, with the word IRONGEARS, written in big, medieval, iron letters.Three shiny metal pieces were stored into. The first one was a hyperrectangle (The three dimensional version of the rectangle) crossed by two holes, each one of the width of a wrist. The other was a thin but solid metal loop crossing a ball just as small to be put in a mouth.  And finally there was a medium and rounded cylinder. Each one was equipped with a small interactive touch screen.

A handbook was joined with the package, but it was all in german. It was impossible for Julie to know the exact nature of this strange equipment.

She reacted like any digital native, jumping on her laptop, typing the IRONGEAR name on the google search box. Apparently, IRONGEARS  was a german bondage gears brand. They were specialized into wireless restraints, that can be locked or unlocked via a phone application. Fuck! This shit was a high class sex toy!

This present was  best way to continue the pleasant experience of this afternoon, thought Julie. Her parents were coming back tomorrow morning, the timing was just perfect!
Sunday 8 November 2016 20:59,

Julie’s bedroom

Julie closed all the shutters of the house, before making herself comfortable, wearing high tights with a black gothic nightdress. Her dressing finished, she started to set her new toys, peering each accessory with an application on her phone. The most important part was to ensure than the phone was properly able to unlock the metal handcuff.

Few minutes after she was lying on her a cozy bed, bound and gagged by her own will, with her high tech iron restraints. Her hands were bound in the back left to the vibes of her vribrator, set in a special mode, studied to bring the victim at the edge of the orgasm. Julie was in the haze, leaving the outside world for her a little death, sa petite mort.

On her phone, the IRON-app countdown was setted to end her self-bondage at 21:30. She had nothing to do, only relishing her own predicament.

 

Sunday 8 November 2016 21:27,
Julie’s bedroom

Julie was nicely waiting for her release in 67 seconds. She was in the cloud, feeling like a little princess again. Watching herself in her bedroom mirror, she thought how pretty and sexy she was. May be she should try posting again on Death Bay, maybe things will be different.

6, 5, 4, 3…

Her phone suddenly when black with a huge beep sound. she clumsily tried to touch the screen or go back to the main menu, but nothing. There was nothing more than a black screen with… a pixelated skull in the middle?

Her heart was beating strongly. She started thinking. She need to send a message to Amy. She hardly opened skype before doing the only thing she can do: leaving her a vocal message. She hardly started the recording of her message, moaning through her gag, desperately begging for help.

Suddenly the light went out, as the Internet connection of computer. Julie was now standing in dark, helpless and silenced. But this silence wasn’t long : some noises were coming from the ground floor. Somebody was in the house.

The shortcut in her mind was immediate : Boxxy and her kidnapping.

The DeathBay people had never been looking for a new princess, they were looking for a prey. The phone , the IRONGEAR, the blackout and now the home invasion, all these stuff were nothing more than a deadly trap.

How could she have been be so stupid?
Sunday 8 November 2016 22:01,

A backstreet surrounding Julie’s house

Julie was hidden between two smelly dumpster, shaking with cold in her ruined nightdress, in an alley of her block, still trapped in her inescapable restraints. Few minutes ago she miraculously escaped to her home invaders by jumping out her bedroom window and brutally landing on a bush.

Something broke the silence of the dark alley.

She was hearing a familiar voice, calling for her.

She recognized the voice of Amy.

Julie came out from her hiding, to land between the arms of her friend, crying tears of joy.

Amy silently hugged her, putting her right arm at the back of her friend neck.

“My Julie…”

The hand of Amy handled her ball gag, but she didn’t take it off. She was tightening it.

Julie wasn’t understanding.

“I so am sorry, Julie.” says Amy.

“I wish I could let go away, but that’s not possible now. Somebody has to be sacrificed.”

As Julie was moaning and struggling, Amy passionately kissed her ball-gagged and drooling mouth.

“I was loving you, Julie.”

Amy fixed Julie horrified face one last time before pushing her in the dirty trunk of the kidnappers car.

 

To be continued…

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