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So... A few days ago, my DeviantArt account was suspended indefinitely. I played with fire and ended up getting burned, I can only blame myself for that. Their rules and policies have gotten worse over the years, and I was hesitant to keep posting there after my Cyberpunk story ends. Guess I should have... Anyway, that leaves me with just this little blog I run here on Loverslab. As you can imagine, I asked myself the inevitable question: What's the purpose of all this? If I could lose all my work from the past three years in an instant, why should I even bother? That's where your role comes in. I know that commitment to LL is fairly limited, rather quiet. But you can still enjoy whatever content is offered to you, in your own way. The choice is yours, folks: either let me know if you want to see more chapters with Lucille and the others characters, or call it quits here. For your information, this is what I intended to do: A short storyline between Lucille and her mother (at war against Maven Black-Briar) Lucille returns to Neesia so the two can team up as pirates Lucille is shipwrecked at an unknown location (without Neesia) and meets a new male character (love interest) Lucille's mother great plan against the Thalmor Lucille and Neesia travel to Hammerfell looking for the Gray Cowl of Nocturnal Lucille and her mother's final project 3-5 chapters to each idea, this adds about twenty more chapters, and they'll be the same length as the ones already published. That's my plan, but I might not stick to it. Thank you for reading this entry. As a treat, I have some random screenshots from my collection that you can find below.
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MEMENTO AUTHOR'S NOTE
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Hi! A lurker for almost a decade here to talk about the game I'm making called Elf in Chains. The game is a +18 Otome Yaoi & Hentai Fantasy RPG with a playable female or male protagonist and multiple love interests for straight and gay playthroughs. Our game combines a deep story with steamy hentai content. The atmosphere is both female-friendly or male-centric depending on your choices. You can manage the tone you want using a handy content filter. 👉More info on our Kickstarter page: Link here Wishlist on Steam Story intro: Features: 👩🦰💖 Female MC routes with 4+ F/M love interests and some F/F Yuri content (Otome, female-friendly, but also hot to play for guys) 👨🦱💘 Male MC routes with 4+ M/F & M/M (Yaoi) love interests (male-centric, but with female-friendly options)! ⚔️👑 RPG stat-building, dating sim, ☀️day &🌙 night events, 🗺️ map travel, affection & romance gameplay 🎭🧙🏼 Age customization (Choose villains' age and looks) 🔀🎯 Many impactful choices that lead to multiple endings 📚🐉 Massive story (We're expecting a story on the scale of the LOTR trilogy) 🎨✨ Rich CG and character art in our unique colorful style 🔥❤️ Hentai content with romance, soft vanilla and optional hardcore 🔒🛡️ Content filter to help you hide things you don't want to see in the game Finally the sexy stuff -> Some NSFW art: I will try my best to keep this thread updated and answer any questions. Thanks for the read!
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As the tournament approached, Vik signed me up and agreed to coach me. Having a doctor who could patch me up if I got knocked down seemed a smart idea. The doctor's orders were clear: train my cardio and my footwork. That's how I started running, one hour a day, from my dingy motel to the waterfront. To be frank, it felt really good! With my corpo background, I had totally neglected the athletic aspect of my training. I used to kick bags or people, sometimes. Not everything could be overcome by cybernetic implants. I learned the hard way to ignore them when things went down. Damn, it's over! Time for some stretching and relaxation exercises, to prevent unnecessary injuries. It felt nice to spend some time here, as the waterfront under the Californian sunset was giving Night City its dignity back. Most of the fighters at the tournament were boxers. As for me, I specialized in taekwondo. Fists against feet. Hence Viktor's advice: regain my stamina to support my kicking. I needed speed and agility both to strike and to hold my ground. Stretching helped me restore my flexibility. Working a desk job didn't help, and my occasional monthly workouts failed to keep me as nimble as before. But I was getting back in shape, and I knew how to win. I didn't care if my opponents were all local ex-champions, they would bite the dust. Because when I set a goal in my mind, I made sure to achieve it. Don't think I've forgotten Arasaka, but to take them on required money, a solid plan and allies to back it up. I was a long way from that. Right after a good training session, nothing beats dipping sweaty feet in water to clean them off. Come on, what else do you think those pools of water were used for? Plus, you get to stare at them before they kick ass. That's how I would become the fighting queen. And like all self-esteemed queens, you have to take time for yourself. So every morning, I fingered myself by caressing my breasts until I climaxed. A healthy attitude in a healthy body. No, I'm joking, but it gave me a real boost for the entire day. Today marked my debut in the competition. Viktor had picked me up and briefed me on the champion I was facing: "You're facing El César, he's the guy on the car in the back. A member of the Valentinos gang, Heywood's former top man. Avoid his gold prosthetic arm and you should be fine. One question though, are you sure about the outfit? I have my doubts, you don't have any torso protection or footwear." "Don't worry about that, I don't expect to be hit. Besides, it's the proper gear for the kind of fighting I do." "Alright Eleanor, you're the boss. Go beat him." The fight began. El César tried an aggressive approach, getting within range to punch me with his cybernetic arm. I denied the courtesy by shoving him back. That's when I found the weak point to attack: his chest hadn't been enhanced at all. I needed an opening. For that I had to let him hit me, at least try. His golden arm struck the air as I ducked to dodge it. El César thought I wasn't in range to counter-attack, but oh boy... He was so damned wrong. With my left leg, I delivered a brutal blow into his belly. I didn't intend to strike back with my fists, but with my feet. And that turned out to be his mistake. El César was taken by surprise and fell to the ground, unable to keep up the fight. My second fight was far more challenging. I faced the boxing champion of the Animals gang, Rhino. She showed great strength combined with a strong defense, making it impossible to land a single hit. In fact, it was her who managed to put me on the ground first, ready to finish me off with an elbow drop. I rolled to the side at the last moment, avoiding an inevitable defeat. For the first time in the fight, I was behind Rhino, and to take down a behemoth, I knew what to do: aim for the legs. I tackled the joint behind her knee with all the force I had. She staggered and fell to the ground. Once down, I kicked Rhino's head just once to make sure she stayed that way. It was fucking exhausting but I did it, I won! I had passed the quarter-finals against El César and the semi-finals against Rhino. My next fight, the final, would set me up against the current champion Razor Hugh and, best of all, it would be broadcast on TV. "Are you really sure about this Viktor? Betting that much on your protégé's victory against the reigning world champion? You must have an incredible amount of trust in him." "In her Judy, Eleanor is a woman determined to kick ass. Believe me, she's got her own fighting style and every chance of winning. You should bet too, you won't be disappointed and you can thank me later." "If she loses, your services are free of charge for the entire month." "Fair enough, Judy. Watch and learn." “Introducing the challenger, straight from Watson to take on the champion Razor Hugh. Weighing in at 121 pounds, make some noise for Eleanor the Celeste!” Don't ask me where the nickname came from, I just thought it was cool. Like this new outfit, based on a legendary female fighter from South Korea. Tonight, I decided to honor her legacy. "You're my weakling opponent? Haha! You won't make it through the first round." Razor Hugh had the arrogance of an undefeated champion. Prior to the match, Viktor informed me that the champ had been equipped with new cybernetic abs, so confident in his own strength to knock the life out of me. We'll soon discover if he can withstand several good kicks to the stomach... As soon as the bell rang, Razor Hugh tried a strong right punch. If I had not bent down instantly to avoid it, I would have joined Morpheus' land. Damn, his arm was terrifying, as wide as my whole body! I had no room for mistakes. I launched an attack right back at the champ. He had the boxer's reflex of putting his guard up to protect his head. But I didn't bother, my kick was aimed at his stomach. I needed to inflict more than one hit to defeat him. Razor Hugh didn't flinch and counterattacked with an uppercut. Unfortunately for him, I stepped back far enough to parry it and be within range to deliver a second, much stronger kick. I could hear his cybernetic equipment failing. His blows were swift for a big guy like him, except that I moved a lot faster than he did. The more I dodged his punches, the more I felt my endurance depleted. The champion grew just as tired of hitting the void, and soon I knew the fight would have to be over. After an umpteenth evasive move, I prepared myself for a fatal blow. I put all my rage and anger into this spinning kick. My foot pierced his belly like a sword thrust into the flesh. Razor Hugh fell to his knees, the cybernetic hardware inside him ripped to shreds. It was the champion's arrogance that led to his downfall, broadcast over the networks. "What a sensational night! And against all odds, tonight's winner is Eleanor the Celeste! She takes home a prestigious victory over world champion Razor Hugh and the princely sum of 100,000 Eurodollars!" When I set myself a purpose, I achieve it, whatever the means. Tonight, in front of a small crowd, I had reached my fifteen minutes of fame. The first of many, if you ask me.
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A few nights later, in Watson's district. I finally had some contracts on offer. I wasn't going to spit on them, even if it meant doing them past midnight. I needed the money to get a real estate property. And some wheels too, because although night-time strolls were nice, I lacked mobility. See that building with the illuminated façade right behind me? That was one of the places where the fixers operated, distributing and paying out contracts to Night City's various mercenaries. Eleanor the contractor, reporting for duty. The local fixer was Regina Jones, a former journalist who turned into a freelance operative. From her building, the view of Night City's corpo district was stunning. I didn't miss it as much as I thought I would. "So Eleanor... Are you new in town? What are your skills?" "Kind of, yeah. Infiltration and extraction over the last decade." "Good, then you'll have no trouble retrieving the stolen files from the Maelstrom. They have a warehouse north of Watson, in the industrial corner. 5,000 eddies." "Sounds fair, I'll be back before dawn. " It didn't take me long to find the warehouse where the Maelstrom gang was holed up. Mostly maniacs close to cyber-psychosis, they were quite dangerous. That's why I'd come armed, just in case. I didn't want to end up being stripped of my chrome and tossed into the sea. I took the back alley and climbed through a first floor window. Security was low, with no guards and cameras limited to the main areas. I aimed my pistol towards a noise coming from a nearby electronic device. My hearing was spot on. One of the Maelstrom guys stood in the office next door, browsing on his tablet. With these lunatics, best not to risk it and simply shoot them right in the head. The office had a locked door that I opened with a hack. It led into a corridor stocked with various warehouse supplies. I remained cautious, ready to strike back in case of any threat. The closer I got, the more I felt the heat and the noise from the data center, presumably holding what I came for. The server room was guarded by a female Maelstrom who heard me coming. Unfortunately for her, I already had a clear shot in sight. I moved to the control unit screen. Once the files were located, I could download them and leave. A fairly easy job, if you ask me. Rather than backtrack, I took the quick way out: the window closed from the inside. I landed behind the warehouse, right next to the alley I had taken to break in. However, don't be fooled, not every merc job was as smooth sailing as this one. A few days later, I might have been caught by the Maelstrom. Almost stripped naked and thrown into a bathtub of ice water. Yep, you guessed it, my implants were useless in that state. That was the step before they grabbed my body parts. I was dragged from my unconscious state onto the ground by the massive Maelstrom, who crushed my belly to wake me up. "Rise and shine, merc! Not so tough now, are you? We've got a score to settle." "Make it hard for her, I'll be next door when you're done playing." "Count on me boss, she's going to suffer." My stomach and leg were twisted in pain, and my body remained crippled by the bath I had just been plunged into. Despite all these disadvantages, I had to get out of here. "You look like crap. Ready to get your ass kicked, bitch?" "Bring it on! I will beat the shit out of you!" "I like it when they're aggressive. Especially when already battered and mostly naked." "Eat this, you freak!" I rose quickly to my feet and delivered an uppercut that clattered her mask. With my wet hand, she received a well-deserved jolt of electricity. That's what you get for underestimating me. The bathroom led into a wider room, with another minion and the massive Maelstrom, seated in an armchair. Between the two was the exit to my abduction, a perfectly clear doorway into the urban jungle of Night City. "Where do you think you're going, merc? You won't escape from here alive. Get her!" The technician tried to stop me, but all he got was my bare foot in the face. What did he expect? With his skinny build, he didn't stand a chance, even without my implants. As for the giant three times my size, it would have been suicidal to confront him in my condition. So I had to be cunning. I swiftly slipped between his legs when he tried to grab me. The outside looked onto a balcony of one of Night City's many buildings. I didn't think twice and jumped over the railing to the level below. On the way, I delivered a blow to the giant's crotch. Hence my smirk. I went straight to the ripperdoc, just to be sure I didn't have any damaged components or serious injuries. Viktor was the one who helped and stitched me up a month ago. "You're in the clear, Eleanor. Your implants are working properly and your bruises will heal in a a couple of days. You'd better keep a low profile, the Maelstrom won't forget you so easily." "Damn, thanks Vik, you really are the best. Do you have any some extra clothes I could borrow?" "Sure, I'll get them for you in a moment." After getting dressed, Viktor invited me to watch a fight on TV. "You see, El, you can make money by fighting. You told me you were pretty good at martial arts, right? These televised matches can bring big eurodollars. Especially in your case, you're an outsider going up against the biggest brawlers in Night City. If you qualify, of course. You have to beat a bunch of other fighters to compete on the air. Think about it, okay?" Once the fight was over, I headed back out to my dingy motel. If these fights could earn me enough cash to rent a decent apartment and buy a car or bike, I might consider doing it. "Thanks again for your service doc! I'll be back soon to get some sparring tips from Coach Viktor."
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It's been 7 months since I made my debut in Night City. Rain fell at sundown, the criminals came out of their pits, the police tried to contain them and the corpos got richer. You get the idea, nothing's different. Well, not quite. I've changed. Let's just say that my career in the corporate world was... brought to an unexpected close. A false start. That was a month ago. Since then, I've been living in this dingy motel, with barely enough to make ends meet in Night City. I turned into a mercenary. A labor force open to whoever had the biggest pile of Eurodollars to offer. Not the life I had wished for or wanted, but I didn't have much choice now, since Arasaka had stripped me dry. I couldn't even buy my way out of Night City, that's how miserable I was, stuck here in this narrow, overheated motel room. Yup, my newest style. Short hair, boyish cut, auburn color. I looked younger, that was a plus. My early retirement forced me to keep a low profile and thus alter my appearance a bit, until I was totally out of the corpo game. I laid on the bed, scrolling through the few contacts I had left on my phone. No messages, no jobs, nothing. Just another evening hanging around this miserable dump, watching silly clips or porn... But I didn't feel like it. Since I've got some free time to spare, why don't I tell you what happened with Arasaka? I'm already pissed off even though I haven't said anything yet, that's how frustrated I am with the topic. With hindsight, corpos really are scumbags. Even amongst themselves. A month ago, I was Arasaka's top recruit. Everything came off so well, with successive promotions and board meetings. I had an audience with the counter-intelligence section director, Arthur Jenkins. Just for him, I showed up with my shirt half open. I knew he had a crush on me so I felt no shame in exploiting it. "Victoria, welcome! We have urgent business to attend to, please take a seat." Arasaka's excess: his office could fit the whole department. I remained neutral, unaware of the meeting's agenda. Mr Jenkins talked about uninteresting things, Arasaka's statistics and projections. He continued his monologue until he came to the real issue, a problem to be solved: "Now that you've got the big picture, do you understand why I'm asking for your assistance? We need to get rid of the secret operations lady." Arthur caught my full interest. "Mr. Jenkins, are you sure about this? We're not talking about small, easily-concealed schemes, but a major blow to the Arasaka corporate structure. What's in it for me?" "That's what I like about you Victoria, you'll do anything to climb the ladder, even if you have to take shortcuts to get there faster. If it goes well, I'll be promoted and I'll be able to appoint you as my replacement here at Counter-Intelligence. What do you think? Will you remain loyal to me V?" I stood up and presented myself to Arthur, revealing my fierce commitment. "Oh Mr Jenkins... Without you, I wouldn't have risen through the ranks of Arasaka so quickly and I'm deeply thankful. Perhaps I can show you how to express my gratitude..." "Please Victoria, we can do this another time." I sat down on the coffee table and began to arouse him with my golden stiletto heel, gently rubbing his crotch. "Come on, Mr Jenkins, you can spare me a little time, I can feel you're not entirely unfazed by my charms! Or would you like me to stop? You're my boss and I must obey..." He tried to hold himself back before letting his desires run free: "Take off your shoes and shirt and get down on your knees." "Satisfied? I bow down to you, Director Jenkins!" "Mmh, I didn't know you were that loyal Victoria, I'm so glad! Perhaps you could come a little closer for me to get a better look at your breasts." "Your wishes are my command, sir." I knelt on Arthur's lap, displaying my topless body up close. "Oh lord... They're so gorgeous! Perfectly organic, right?" "Indeed, I like them as such. Most of my body is natural, with minimal cybernetic implants. Please avoid any tickling, I'm rather sensitive." "I won't, I promise. What's next, Victoria?" I slid onto the lounge seat, still making foreplay with the executive. "Come on, Arthur, you can't stay so tight in your suit. You should take it off. Do it and I'll remove my pants. What do you think? Imagine the treasure underneath..." Mr. Jenkins hesitated, torn between his corporate job and his desire. "Well, I guess I'll just keep dangling my feet in your face until you make up your mind." Arthur gave in and stripped naked, his bestial nature taking over. All he wanted was to embrace his urges, to fuck me in his office, to be the ruler of his domain. And to be totally honest with you, I craved it as much. A great sex that sealed my role as his partner in the crime we were about to commit. After turning me on, Arthur pinned me down and took me from behind. His wild side attracted me even more and he was a sex machine. Nothing and no one could stop him from relishing his passion. I moaned until I climaxed. I loved every second of it. I caught my breath and kissed him, it had been some time since I'd been so excited. "Thank you Arthur, you were fantastic. You can count on me for the job." During our lovemaking, we might not have heard the elevator doors. Susan Abernathy, head of covert operations, had stepped out and stared at us, with her two bodyguards and their guns pointed right in our faces. "Looks like I'm killing two birds with one stone. Arthur, you're in big trouble. The council will be delighted to finally have your head on a silver platter. As for you, Victoria, your services are no longer required by Arasaka. Security, do the necessary." I've been beaten, Arasaka's brain implants removed and my accounts liquidated. When the guards had finished with me, I was dumped at the public garbage disposal just outside Night City. They could have just executed me on the spot, but no, Director Abernathy wanted me to suffer, for Scavs to come and pick up my dead body and turn me into a junkie whore. I struggled to wake up, my bearings all jumbled thanks to the stench of the dumpsite and the heat of a California sunset... I was miserable, like Icarus, I tried to climb up too high and my wings burned... Maybe I deserved it, maybe I was meant to. Despite everything, I stayed alive. Arthur Jenkins probably no more... And I didn't intend to give up. That's it, you have the whole story now. Arasaka thought I was gone, swallowed up by Night City. But I managed to get myself out of the dump, find myself some clothes and squeeze enough eurodollars out of some low-life criminals to hole up in this cheap motel. I got in touch with a ripperdoc who came to patch me up. Without him, I wouldn't be able to talk to you. I had told everything and felt free of a weight, thinking about what might happen next. Besides this new mercenary gig of mine, I only had a couple of outfits and a stolen phone. No car, no bank account, no identity. I had to leave my corpo alias behind, and Eleanor rose once again... Mark my words. I don't give a fuck about how hard it will be and how long it will take, but I swear Arasaka is going to pay for this. I cheated and got caught, they cheated to dominate the corpos world and they're untouchable? Not anymore. I'll make sure I get back what's rightfully mine. Above all, I would put my name in Night City's legends: Eleanor, the girl who robbed Arasaka and lived to tell the tale. Sounds good, doesn't it?
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A few weeks later, in the Glen, one of Heywood's subdistricts. Remember Judy's project? She got a lot of eddies out of it and she bought a new condo, better and bigger. I spent more time with her, almost as if I had somehow moved in. It made life easier for both of us to have fun together, doing our naughty deeds after dark. "You're so gorgeous Judy, I'll always treasure fondling your breasts..." "And I'll always cherish that naughty mouth on that beautiful face Eleanor. Speaking of which, it may come in handy later on..." "But first, let me play with your boobs a little, they look pretty good too, you know..." Judy had a great time, so did I, maybe even better than her. She could have done this all night and I wouldn't have objected. I still had one task to do, use my mouth to please Judy's vagina. A feat I had already done dozens of times now, and still enjoyed performing. Hearing her low moans made me glad, feeling like I really delivered. After our sexual encounter, Judy fell asleep in my arms. I couldn't blame her, I'd just sucked out all her energy with my tongue, so it was only natural that she fell into Morpheus' world. I felt so lucky, and for the first time since my debut in Night City,it was thanks to someone else in my life. I could say it without a second thought: we were a couple. Two young women who loved each other and shared mutual passions like tech and hacking. Although our paths in life differed - Judy grew up on the streets, I grew up in the corpos - we managed to meet: first buddies, then sex friends and finally girlfriends. The circle is complete. Every minute with her was sheer bliss. No matter what the activity, even if we had to spend the day in our pyjamas doing nothing, her company alone meant enough to me. But I also liked coming up with plans... "Hey Judy, how about we take a walk around the neighborhood? I don't know this part of Night City, so maybe you can show me some nice spots..." "Sure, El'! I know a great spot along the waterfront." We strolled on the concrete promenade. Judy was right, the area looked nice, with plenty of local shops and a magnificent view of the Atlantic Ocean. "Did you know, Eleanor: Night City has more crimes committed than solved in a single day. Not surprising, the city is owned by corpos after all." Night City might be a hellhole, but there was one precious gem in the shape of Judy. I could carry her, I could kiss her, it all made my happiness. And you know what I valued even more? That the feeling was mutual. She loved me too. We could come across some very peculiar situations in Night City, especially at the beach. As I carried Judy on my shoulders, she pointed towards the horizon. "Look over there El'! What the fuck are they doing?" "Er... I think you just said it, Jude..." That didn't stop us from sitting in the sand, gazing at the sunset. Judy sat behind me, hugging me fondly. We smiled at this beautiful scenery, it was something quite simple but easily forgotten over the years. Being able to share these moments with her is what I wished for the rest of our lives. We shared everything, even our intimacy. Besides... having a hot tub that could seat two people helped out greatly. "So, Eleanor, did they have jacuzzis like this in your crazy corporate world? Look how many more space we've got!" "I admit it, it's really nice. Although... I've bathed in bigger water before, but it lacked proper company." "I know, right? Nobody's bored with Judy!" Our schedules were diverse, with plenty of activities during the day. Judy had taken some time off, and she could handle the Lizzie's braindances from her new apartment if there was an incident. If we didn't do anything during the day, we arranged plans for the night. That's what Night City had to offer. "Hey Judy, Chubby Buffalo's BBQ is only 10 minutes away on foot, why not grab a bite tonight?" "Looks like someone was starving! You want to slice the sandwich in half?" "Um... Sure. You talked about what before?" "Right! Did I ever tell you about the time I almost got my chrome taken off? I worked a gig, and some Maelstrom boys nabbed me... I managed to get away with fighting them half-naked! It turned out fine in the end with a funny story to tell!" Of course, we kept up with our bondage sessions. Judy had booked a room at the Clouds, a dollhouse establishment where she had formerly worked as a techie. I enjoyed being her obedient pet, and Jude knew how to reward me for playing my role to perfection. "Mistress, I submit to you. I acknowledge your greatness and your strenght. Do whatever you want from me." "Good, you've learned your lesson by now. My domain, my rules, here it goes." Mistress Jude turned me on my side, caressing my tits and pussy. "How does it feel, my little slave? Shall I carry on fondling you?" "Only you can decide, mistress." "Correct answer, I will continue to ensure your needs then." It felt so good, I wasn't thinking about anything, I was just letting myself get aroused. When Judy was done turning me on, she tied me in a different position. Left hand and left foot tied together, right hand and right thigh tied together. This granted my mistress full control over my vagina and ass. And obviously, it didn't take her long to make me orgasm. "Well, I think this might be a new speed record... What do you say?" "Uh... Thank you mistress....For fulfilling... my sexual needs..." And it was only the very first hour of the night, with three to go. The more time I spent with Judy, the more I forgot my desire for payback against Arasaka. She had become my beacon of light in Night City, the person I truly opened up to. With her, I lived a simple but joyful life, where I could play tourist at the North Oak sign and embrace the moment alongside Judy. No matter what we did or where we went, we always ended up kissing in the end. There was no better way to express our love throughout Night City. And every time it happened, my heart beat a little harder for Judy. She had managed to understand who I was and becoming my guardian angel. I could see myself with Jude in the future. Together, whether here or elsewhere, living our best years holding hands and smiling. "You know, I never expected such wonderful times could still happen! Thanks for everything." "Likewise and I hope to spend many more special moments with you Judy! I love you dearly." "I love you too, Eleanor." Everything was just coming together so perfectly, I had a genuine love relationship with a terrific woman. I wouldn't have broken this bond with Judy in the world. Our kisses, her soft lips... The greatest bliss on Earth, if you ask me. And then the day my revengeful self had been expecting arrived. As we chatted quietly, I received a text from Rogue, asking to meet me. It meant only one thing: she had found something really significant about Arasaka. And now I felt conflicted: should I follow through or not? "Hey Jude, remember my crusading desire against Arasaka? I've got a shot at it, but I don't know, I'm afraid of damaging what we've built together... Please give me your honest opinion." As Judy led me to her entrance lift, she encouraged me on my quest for vengeance. "Look, Eleanor, I don't want you to live with regrets. If those bastards deserve to fall and you can make sure they do, just fucking drag them down!You know I can help you, right?" "Of course, but I don't want you to get involved. When I'm done with them, we'll have a whole life to spend with each other. If you wish it, obviously." "Nothing would please me more, El'! Good luck, I'll be waiting for you when it's over." I went to the Afterlife. Rogue was waiting for me at the bar, drinking a glass of whisky to kill time. "Eleanor! You look great, and pretty damn dressed too!" "Yeah, I've been taking care of myself lately. So, you got some intel for me?" "Straight to the point, I like that. Let's talk somewhere more private, shall we?" "I don't know if you've heard, but Arasaka is undergoing a major change. The old man Saburo has passed away, making the CEO position coveted by many heads. One of them being... Susan Abernathy." "That's the bitch who left me for dead. Still, I haven't learned anything new here." "You know the old saying the enemy of my enemy is my friend? Well, Saburo's personal bodyguard was betrayed by Arasaka, they put the blame on him. From the intel I received, he's out for revenge too. His name is Goro Takemura and you can find him at this address." "Thanks for the info Rogue, I'm on my way to pay him a visit!" She wished me well and waved goodbye with her hand. The coordinates I entered into my phone pointed to an industrial zone on the eastern edge of Night City, the Arasaka Industrial Park. Perhaps the approach this Goro had chosen to strike at Arasaka? Well, I just had to ask him. Right next to the Arasaka Industrial Park was a construction site with no activity around it. If I wanted to scout the area, that's where I'd start. And if I were to locate Arasaka's former bodyguard, this is surely where he'd be. I circled the main floor, without finding any trace of Takemura. But I had this strange feeling of being watched... Someone grabbed me from behind and put a gun to my neck. "Who are you and who sent you? I can smell corpos when I see one!" "I used to be one called Victoria. A fixer, the best in town, gave me this address. Look, we share a common purpose here!" "Really, what is that goal?" "Arasaka stripped me of everything and left me for dead! Just like they did to you. I want to get them back!" "My apologies. Let me introduce myself properly, I'm Goro Takemura. I'm not seeking vengeance, but justice." "Another naming but the same idea, break Arasaka. What recon have you done so far?" "Come, follow me." I went upstairs with Goro, who shared his background and past with Arasaka. "I grew up in the slums before being spotted by Arasaka. I gave them everything I had, so much that I even became the CEO's personal bodyguard. And then, through political coups, Saburo died and I'm the one to blame..." "Damn that's harsh... Do you know who are the real culprits behind this mess?" "Several names have emerged, including his son and a handful of high-ranking members of the Arasaka organization. Some of them transit along the industrial zone, hence my presence today." We reached the highest floor of this under-construction building. Takemura pointed to the Arasaka site. Seen from above, it covered a huge part of the industrial zone. I analyzed the entry and exit points and the security measures in force, mostly human guards and a few machines. There was plenty of space to infiltrate the perimeter. "Do you see the AVs parked outside? Travel data are stored in this warehouse. And since you've previously collaborated with Arasaka, high-ranking members move exclusively with these." "Now I can figure out your plan Goro: get the data and hit them straight away. Who was the last passenger to use one of these vehicles?" "Arasaka's current Director of Special Operations, Susan Abernathy. I suspect she helped orchestrate the plot against Saburo." My blood boiled at Abernathy's mention, the bitch who had executed my boss Arthur Jenkins and left me for dead at the landfill, in vain. "I'm going in, I'm taking her out!" "No, Victoria, you'll wait. If the Arasaka industrial park goes on alert, the data will be deleted and so will we. Come on, let's go back downstairs and I'll explain what I have in mind." "Tomorrow night is the best opening. Enter by climbing the fence with the generator, pass through the maintenance tunnels, find the terminal with the flight info, all while avoiding security guards." "Sounds like a solid strategy. Leave it to me Goro, infiltration used to be my specialty." "Very well, I'll guide you through comms. Good luck Victoria."
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A few days later, in Reconciliation Park, between Heywood and Corporate Plaza. Namaste people! Welcome to my weekly yoga session! Stretch your body and take a deep breath... One of the hardest exercises to do, but one of the simplest to see: touching your toes or feet with your hands while sitting straight on the ground. You can tell by the look on my face that I'm struggling to achieve it, but you know the saying: after effort... Comes comfort. After packing my yoga mat in my backpack, I had a burger at the park's food court. A royale with cheese, as the French say. Well, I can assure you it tasted great in my mouth! Just as I was about to take the subway back to the apartment, I received a phone call from my old friend Viktor. "Hi kid, how's life? I hear you're hanging out with Judy, that's good! Listen, can you come to the Afterlife right now? I was having a drink with Rogue, I told her about your feats, she wants to meet you for a gig." "Uh, sure, but I just got out of my workout and I'm still in my sports clothes..." "Don't worry, you have business with the boss, no one will care. See you there!" The Afterlife was located in Little China, in Watson's district. Rogue's legendary reputation as the best fixer in town made the club famous, since she was also its landlady. If you wanted to make a name for yourself in this line of work, this was the place to go. I could use this opportunity to honor my promise regarding Arasaka. "Hi handsome, I have a meeting with Rogue, can I pass?" The bodyguard remained stoic, waiting for her boss's approval. Eventually, Viktor stepped in to let me through. "It's okay Weyland, she can join us! Eleanor, please have a seat!" Viktor went off to the bar to let me chat one-on-one with Rogue. "So you're the one known as Victoria in the Corpos world. Cute outfit." “You've done your research, so you know what I'm looking for.” “Exactly. I've got a job for you Eleanor, do it right and you'll get your shot at revenge on Arasaka. I guarantee you first-rate intel." "Tell me more about the gig." "I have a nomad courier missing since dawn. She was supposed to cut a deal with Militech but I'm afraid she's been double-crossed. Anyway, find her and the cargo. I'll send her last coordinates to your phone." "In open desert, the perfect wilderness to clear out any problems. Do you think she's still alive?" "Probably, Militech won't kill her until she talks. And good luck getting her to say anything." "Okay, Rogue, I'm on it. I just have to go back to my place and get geared up first." "Viktor will drive you home, see you Eleanor." After a drive through Night City, Viktor dropped me off around the corner near my apartment. He lit himself a cigarette before closing our conversation in the car. "I wish you good luck, Eleanor. Live your best life with Judy and do whatever you think is right, keep her close to you no matter how bad things get." "Thanks Viktor! I'll try to do it, I promise. Why does this look like goodbye?" "Because I'm going on vacation! Thanks to you, I've earned enough eddies to drag my old carcass out of Night City! Keep the car, a gift from Rogue." "Well, I'll just have to get on with the job... Until we meet again, Viktor." I went upstairs, took a quick shower and changed into combat gear. Militech was another corpo, specializing in weapons manufacturing and private military contracts. In my opinion, Rogue's nomad was intended to steal their wares, got caught nosing around and held captive until she ratted out her employer. Not on my watch. I got in the car and headed for the desert. The coordinates pointed to the Sunshine Motel, a vacant establishment but with military trucks parked out front. No doubt, Militech had stationed themselves, their merchandise and the nomad prisoner here. I stashed the car and moved behind the concrete barrier, pistol drawn. Scouting operation: Militech vehicles, robots and turrets programmed to defend the area, with a few armed guards. No problem, I just had them engage each other. What intrigued me more was the voices coming out of the motel's upstairs window. I needed to approach discreetly. As I circled the motel, I was able to climb up to the second floor. A guard emerged from the room and shouted in the direction of the lowered voice. "Stop bitching, I'll be back after a break. You'd better think about what to say when I come back if you want this to stop..." The prisoner must have been detained here, in this room, probably restrained. Only one way to find out... I walked into the room with the handgun aimed forward. The closer I got to the toilets, the more a foul smell assaulted my nostrils: a mixture of urine and excrement disgusting for my nose. An efficient way to torture someone easily... The nomad was alive and well, hanging from the carabiner with ropes that kept her aloft. Militech's staff had stripped her topless and barefoot, leaving only the jeans. She had to suffer the bathroom's stench, but welcomed my presence. "Please untie me, I can't stand the smell any longer..." "You must be Panam, I've been assigned to find you. Let's get the hell out of this place!" Once untied, I carried her out of the bathroom. She had lost all muscle tone and needed a little help. Something that caught my eye when I held her in my arms was how opulent her breasts were, and natural ones too! "Hang in there, we still have a task ahead of us." I laid Panam on the overturned mattress. She coughed to clear the remains of the vile smell before gasping for air. "Listen, my name's Eleanor. I've been sent by your fixer, Rogue, to locate you and your merchandise. We should get moving, the guard watching you has gone to the roof. Come on, we can deal with him." "I owe you one, girl, thanks." "Don't mention it, but first we'll go through this mess together, okay?" We took cover behind some Militech crates while I hacked into the drones and turrets at the motel entrance. “Great, this diversion should come in handy... Now about the cargo, where is it?" Panam didn't answer me, but I heard a deep growl, the sound of someone out for revenge. Panam wasn't messing around, half-naked and fearless, she charged straight at the guard who had interrogated her earlier, delivering a left kick to his upper torso. Caught by surprise, he crashed into the wall. I could only watch, my pistol aimed at them. I followed Panam's footsteps onto the roof overlooking the motel's outer courtyard. "Okay Eleanor, that's the stuff, in the garage. A Militech prototype vehicle with armored defenses, automatic turrets and missile launchers. A high-tech jewel with a big payoff if you've got the right contacts." "Alright, what's your plan for stealing it?" "I won't be much help, I've got no clothes and no weapons, but I can use your hacks to sneak into the garage. Security-wise, you'll have one or two patrols and the big guy guarding the truck to take out." "On my first gunshot, you seize control of the Militech machines. Let's go." I went down to the courtyard. Not much activity, just a guard watching the horizon and the heavy guy standing next to the vehicle. I shot the first guy, giving Panam the green light to turn the robots against their masters. I ran for cover behind the armored crates. Meanwhile, the motel entrance was also buzzing with bullets. Obviously, the big guy had his own autonomous robot. There was no way to hack into it, so I opted to spray him with lead in the head. When the guard's heavy machine gun overheated, I used one of my brain implants to disable it entirely. This opening gave me a chance to retaliate, so I dashed towards the by-now unarmed man. It was time to strike the final blow. Once in range, I kicked his knee to fend him off before coldly executing him with a gunshot to the head. The motel fell somewhat quiet again. I heard footsteps on my left and aimed in that direction. The last Militech guard was there, knocked out by Panam the nomad with a single punch to his face. She spoke loudly: "What are you waiting for? Grab the keys off the dead guy and let's get the hell out of here, I'm driving!" Panam had set course for the small wilderness town of Rocky Ridge, northeast of Night City. On the way, she told me its unfortunate demise. "With the highway expansion underway, the locals hoped to bring some prosperity back to their place. When the project was suspended, it created the opposite effect, a mass exodus to Night City. Rocky Ridge became just another ghost town among the hundreds, if not thousands, in California. Anyway, this is where we'll warehouse the truck, to keep it safe until I get in touch with my client." Panam parked the armored truck in the derelict Rocky Ridge gas station. We assessed the situation outside, taking a quick overview of recent events. "We fucking did it! I don't think I'd have made it without your help, girl... Many thanks for saving my ass." "It was my pleasure, I couldn't let go those luscious breasts..." "Ahah look who's been staring at my body the whole time! Let's get a drink, I'm so thirsty." The nomad knew her way around and took me to the bar opposite the gas station. The place was also abandoned, but enough booze remained to keep it running for a while. "Take your pick Eleanor, plenty to choose from!" "I've got a favor to ask, since I just rescued you... Did they use your breasts to label the beer bottles? There's a true likeness..." "Very funny, you know what, I'm going to have one of those myself!" Panam sat down as if she owned the place, took the bottle of beer bearing her portrait, put her feet up on the table and gazed out over the deserted city. "Seriously, I might need an expert to get me out of Night City incognito. You know, it's that sort of high-stakes job that forces you to slip through the cracks. So, if I contact you one day, will you be able to help me, Panam?" "I owe you one, Eleanor. Of course I'll lend a hand, I know the area better than anyone!" "Great, I'll let you close the deal. I'm returning to Night City, until next time!" After this busy job, I managed to find my way back to Night City to spend some time with my sweetheart Judy, at her apartment. We sat on her couch and talked about the day's events. "Go into the desert, eliminate bad guys, recover an armored car, save a half-naked girl... Let's just say I had a great time today!" "Did you? Should I be worried about this chick?" "Nah, even if she was pretty hot, with breasts twice my size." "I'm sensing a bit of envy around here..." "You bet I am, I know someone who could have had fun with those!" "Speaking of fun, how about a little quality time Eleanor? I've missed you since that night at the trailer." "You know, you're wearing the same undies as when I first met you Judy, so I'd be lying if I say it doesn't turn me on a little..." "Well then, we'll just have to go into the bedroom..." I spread my thighs to bring Judy down on the ground then I grasped her arms firmly. "El', what the hell? Get off me!" "Tonight, I'm the mistress, I'm the one in charge! If you have a problem with that, by all means, fight me Judy." "Ugh... Fine... You bitch!" After removing Judy's underwear and tying her wrists, we went to her room. She tried to speak, but I hushed her with my hand. "Did your mistress give you permission? I don't think she did. I wonder what I'm going to do to punish you for that swear word you used a minute ago... Guess we have the whole night to find out!" I put Judy on her bed in a kneeling position and stood right behind, kissing her neck while fingering her. She didn't try to resist, only moaned in pleasure. I whispered sweet nothings in her ear: "You're an amazing woman, I will never grow tired of these precious moments spent with you Judy..."
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Yep, that's my face when I wake up every day: a zombie rising from the dead. I'd been living in the new apartment for several weeks now and was an absolute fan: well positioned, shops nearby, comfort to spare. I had nights of sleep that restored me like never before, despite my head's look. Once out of bed, I stretched and yawned while heading for the kitchen. I worked a lot less, taking a low-key mercenary job once in a while. Ever since my night with Judy, she'd been on my mind. We saw each other a few times in between, like sex girlfriends. I didn't know if I wanted more of the relationship, but I wanted to keep Judy close, no doubt about it. Speaking of the devil, Judy had left me a message on the phone. “Hey Eleanor, make yourself available tonight, I need someone I can trust for a project of mine. Think of it as one of our regular dates with a twist! I'll send you the address right after." This woman intrigued me, so of course I was going to meet her. The texted location showed up just outside Night City, a trailer park on the eastern edge of town. I took a long, hot shower in which I imagined how the evening would go with Judy. Just thinking about it made me slightly aroused. She really had a gift for turning me on, even in my thoughts. I got dressed and headed for the parking lot. Night City's day slowly drew to a close, gradually replaced by a Californian sunset. Riding at this hour towards the city outskirts, I knew there wouldn't be much traffic. As predicted, the traffic flow was fairly light and I crossed Japantown neighborhood entirely. The television studios on each side marked the district's limits. Behind them lay the badlands, the deserted country side of Night City. Only a short time left before joining my favorite hacker. Judy was waiting for me outside the brightly lit trailer. I never thought to find this kind of cozy place here. I took her hand and touched her sweet face as a greeting. "Hey you! How long has it been since our last date? I've missed you Judy." "Oh Eleanor, feeling emotional already? I'm glad you came tonight, you're gonna help me with my little project, let's go in." I followed my host's hand to a room with a soft bed and scented candles all around. "Do you like the interior? I spent all day working on it." "Judy, it's sublime! I couldn't have wished for a better setting for one of our dates." "Perfect, you'll love what's coming next, sit down on the bed!" "Why are you taking pictures of me, Judy? I know I'm pretty enough for you!" "These photos will be used for my new project: a braindance that you'll have the honor of embodying! So that I'm not the only one who can admire your beauty, your sensuality and even... your sexuality!" "In a way, I'm your modeling muse, aren't I? I like the idea, can you call her Celeste?" "Sure can! Come on, take off your jacket and shoes, make yourself at home, I need more shots!" "Alright babe, just pose as you like, I'll take plenty of pics! You open with a simple kneeling pose, that's great, keep smiling, you'll make the camera blush!" Judy really put her mind to it, ready to capture my candid shots. I couldn't resist her, she was so excited about the whole thing! "Oh yes, Eleanor doing the pose! Your lovely face with your feet dangling in the background, you sure know how to win hearts, don't you? And with those eyes... How could anyone deny you anything?" Judy was right, I knew how to charm the camera, even if it meant showing my soles to the audience. "That side-lying pose with that smirk... If I wasn't busy taking your picture, I'd have already jumped on you to take your clothes off... You're beautiful, my Celeste in the making! I might need one last photo, just for me, to complete the process. Can you show me your feet for a close-up shot?" "Oh yes, this is perfect! I'm definitely going to keep it close to me... For obvious technical reasons! Nothing to do with your feet and those gorgeous soles in the foreground." So Judy did have a foot fetish... I liked being her model, and the project's excuse gave her the right motivation to play up her kinky side. Judy reviewed the photos she had taken of me. Some of them were really good, I could have made a career as a model myself, or in the porn industry for that matter... "So, did you make up your mind? Which pictures will be used for your Celeste project? Can you send them to me too?" "Mmh, yeah..." "Would you mind sharing?" After a brief silence, nothing. The bitch was totally ignoring me! I climbed onto Judy's lap and poked her face with my index finger to trigger a reply. "Hey you, don't you dare ignore me! You took my picture, I showed you my feet and this is how I get thanked? Unbelievable." "Ahah Eleanor, sorry sorry! When I'm focused on my work, I just can't think of anything else. But I promise we'll have fun now..." "Are we? So what do you have in mind?" "Tonight, I'm in charge! Let's go to the dungeon." Judy led me into the trailer's second room. She wasn't lying when she called it a dungeon. "Welcome to my naughty nest! We have some props to play with, ropes, chains, collars, just the kind of binding you need!" "Uh, that's great but... I'm a little anxious all of a sudden..." "Come on, Eleanor, don't be shy! Now take off all your clothes, I'm going to gear you up for tonight." By gearing up, Judy meant chaining up. Naked and kneeling on the huge bed, my hands tied to my elbows behind my back, I could only await what the lady in charge wanted to happen next. She had also changed into another outfit to reflect her new self. "Wow Judy... You're so sexy dressed like that! And pretty damned scary too!" "Eleanor... You've been a bad girl. You're about to be punished for your wicked behavior. I'm your Mistress, if you don't call me by that name I'll discipline you even more, is that clear?" "Yes... Mistress." Judy had a cold, shifty look in her eyes. Without knowing her, I would have been threatened easily. But seeing her like this... My whole body was starting to get excited. Dominatrix Judy had shoved me to the side and closed in like a predator on its prey. "So gorgeous and so helpless... You drive me crazy Eleanor, I'm fingering myself a little before I come after you." I was both surprised and fascinated by my partner's new role. She put me on my stomach and lifted my legs. I didn't particularly like her next move. "Are your feet... ticklish by any chance? Your chuckle says you are!" "Ahahah! Stop it Judy, my feet are sensitive!" "What happened to the title you're supposed to call me by? That deserves a prolonged penalty..." "Hihihi, forgive me Mistress, please cut it out!" My night mistress had placed me back on my knees before tickling my sides. "Who said I was done with you? You appear to be far more ticklish on your upper body than on your feet, Eleanor." "Ahahahahahah! Oh my God, I am! Please Mistress, I beg you, stop!" "You're far too loud, luckily I've still got one toy left to make you more... silent." Judy had completely shaken me up, I was tickled and she managed to get me all horny. To keep me quiet, Mistress took out a ball gag mask and slipped it over my mouth. Then she fingered and fondled her breasts while looking at me so helplessly. "Sorry, I can't help it... You're so sexy like that... Oh yes, my gorgeous subject Eleanor!" I scowled at her furiously, eager to embrace my own arousal. "Don't worry, I haven't forgotten you my pet, kneel down and bend over." I did as she said. Mistress used her latest toy, a dildo belt, to fuck me with great passion. Each time she moved in and out of me, I felt so much pleasure that I gradually came closer to orgasm... Until she denied my climax. Mistress Judy linked my bound hands to the huge chain that stretched over the bed. And for good measure, she took an iron bar and secured it to my ankles to make sure I stayed perfectly still. Obviously, she tickled my foot while doing so. "Consider this payback for our first date, Eleanor. I know you loved every moment of that night, even tough people need a bit of taming." She was fairly accurate.
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A few days after my victory, I got a call from Judy, the young woman I met at the final. I didn't have the time to chat with her, but Viktor had given her my contact details, because he knew we'd get on well together. Judy had arranged a meeting at the Cherry Blossom Market around nightfall. With my earnings, I had bought myself a new wardrobe and finally a motorcycle, an excellent vehicle for riding through Night City. I still had half my cash prize, which I kept in reserve until I could find a decent place to settle down. Judy was waiting for me on a bench above the market. "There she is, Eleanor the Celeste! Damn, I didn't think you'd win, but you did! Thanks to you, the Moxes and I made a lot of eddies!" "Please Judy, the thrill was all mine! To what do I owe this meeting?" "Well, Viktor told me where you lived, and I figured you could have something much better. Follow me. " "So Eleanor, what's your background? I've never heard your name anywhere in Night City." "Long story short, I used to be a corpo for Arasaka. A few months ago, I was kicked out flat... So since then, I've returned to my real name and I'm trying to survive, just like everyone else. What about you Judy?" "I'm a techie in braindance or BD. I work for the Mox in their HQ, at Lizzie's bar. You know the place?" "Yeah. So you're the genius behind these creations, you do a terrific job!" "Thanks! We're almost there." After a brief walk, Judy stopped in front of a modest building. "This is it. Okay, the building doesn't give you a good feeling, and it's underneath the freeway, but you'll see, the inside is much cooler than the outside!" "I certainly hope so, even my dingy motel is much fancier next to it." When we walked through the door of the fifth-floor apartment, Judy wasn't messing with me. "Damn, this is so cozy and I love the ambience. How much is it?" "You can rent it for 30,000 eurodollars and have it right away. Sounds good?" "Let's go for it! Thanks Judy, you're a real pro!" "You're welcome, I'll let you get settled, I have to go to the office. Why don't you come by the bar tonight? We'll have a drink to celebrate, okay?" "I'm in, baby!" I had a large living space with a lounge, a kitchen and this desk, overlooking the Corpos district. Again and again, the world revolved around them. But enough of that, today was my little victory, a nice place I could call home. After a motorcycle ride to the motel to pick up my things, I settled in. Jacket down, boots kicked off, I watched TV to kill time. Once past midnight, I'd get dressed to go out, take the train to Lizzie's bar and enjoy myself like a lady of the night. I didn't have much evening wear left, but this blue dress with its matching heels was really something! Wanna know a dirty secret? I never wear anything underneath. You suspected it, didn't you, you naughty boys! Well, if I play my cards right tonight, someone else will be delighted. I arrived outside the establishment after my train ride. A pretty building with cat-shaped neon lights tempting our darkest desires to spend eurodollars on BD and booze. My kind of dope. Judy notified me by phone that she had a technical glitch to fix, so I had to amuse myself alone in the meantime. "Bartender! Put this on my tab, I'll be back for more!" Once inside, I went straight to the bar for a beer to freshen up. I was in a festive mood tonight, and nothing would stop me from having an absolute blast. Upstairs, the nightclub area attracted my attention. And after a few beers in the system, let me tell you, I've got a hip swing that would make a showgirl blush. I'd joined a group of clubbers who were also dancing to the electro music playing in the room. I blew their minds, until I needed to refuel my body with liquor. When I returned to the bar, my memories became blurred mostly because of the beers and tequila shots. I was about to end up on shots of whisky before a friendly hand patted me on the shoulder. "Hey Eleanor, sorry I'm late, how are you holding up? Looks like you've been very busy. Let's call it a night, I'll take you back to my place, it's right around the corner from the bar." On the way to Judy's apartment, I remember tripping and collapsing in an alley, courtesy of my damn stilettos. I couldn't tell if she was angry or laughing, but she looked lovely in the neon lighting. It wasn't just the alcohol, but I had a little crush on Judy. I didn't know how it happened, but the heels were off my feet. I was half passed out, half sleeping in Judy's kitchen. She poured herself a glass of whisky and laughed at me, finally speaking up: "While I had to stop a hacker from stealing porn BD, the girl I was supposed to be celebrating with got so drunk I had to let her stay overnight. What a night, "Please shut up, my head aches so badly!" "How about a drink like mine? All kidding aside, I'm going to remove my make-up and take a shower. You in the meantime sober up here and I'll get the couch ready for you. Deal?" Recovery is the key. When Judy came out of the bathroom, all I wanted was to enjoy a torrid night with her. "What are you up to, Eleanor? Your gaze scares me a little." "Now that I'm feeling better, I'd like us to have some time together, to celebrate." "And what makes you think I want to do that tonight?" "Because you wouldn't have taken me to your place to begin with. Deep down, you feel the same way, don't you?" Judy froze at my words, not quite sure what to do or think. I pinned her against the giant aquarium and held her arms over her head. Tonight, she was mine. "Listen, I think you're gorgeous, clever and you give off a vibe that turns me on. Let me thank you, in my own way, for the apartment. Shall we?" No talk, but I took her nod in approval. In my eagerness, I carried Judy to her room. She wasn't thrilled with the idea, but she found her voice again. "Eleanor, put me down! I don't like this!" "Come on Judy, you don't weigh that much, I can take you to your bed." "You bitch!" "Save the sweet talk for what's coming, hmm?" I dropped Judy on the bed and took off my dress. She admired at my naked body, yet felt defiant with her feet raised towards me. "You're so beautiful, I could worship you and your soles all night long. However, for this first one, let's settle on something much simpler, yeah?" I got on the bed too. Judy removed her undies and we began foreplay. Her lips were so soft and her kisses so pure. She was no longer worried, she was back in control. Then, both of us on our knees, we groped each other's pussies. I could feel that she was as experienced as I was, knowing exactly where to lay her finger to make me moan. I returned the favor whenever she touched me. "Oh my, you were wonderful Judy! This body and your tattoos... It's making me even more crazy about you." "Thanks Eleanor, you caught me a little off guard but I loved it! You know what, let me give you one last treat, I can see you're craving for more." "Give everything you've got babe!" Judy got on top this time, kissed me while fingering me. No doubt about it, she had her way with women. I felt so much pleasure and passion from her, I wished it could last forever. "Looks like someone's arousal is maxed out, already wet down there!" After making me cum a second time for the night, Judy came closer and spoke softly in my ear. "I didn't expect any of this to happen on our first night, but I don't regret it! What a way to celebrate our new partnership, don't you think Eleanor?" "Oh yes, even if the alcohol made it easier! Damn, I'm worn out, you're a godsend Judy!"
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OUTSIDER AUTHOR'S NOTE
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Sharian Valentine Stories apresents... Curiosity killed the cat Our heroine got a mission of her not so much friend, last job was about getting a car that didnt go very well, now, its about getting a BD on the trash, he said restrictly to not see what had the BD, will Sharian V not be a cat? Part II Our V was lost... well... you all knew this could happened if our kitty. This fuckery way for more than 30mins... probably the net-chip-doll need some reajusts. AFTER SOME LONG TIME.... END -
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