Sunyi Ch. 03

Disclaimer: This story is science fiction, cast in the future. Any resemblance to characters living or dead is coincidental.

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Taunus makes his third visit to enjoy an hour session with Sunyi in the Internet Cybersex prison. As usual he first rezzes in the main lobby and is greeted by Sunsong.

"Hello, Sir Taunus, how are you today?" Sunsong asks.

"Me? I'm just OK," Taunus answers. "I have been thinking about that girl Sunyi a lot."

"Don't lose your daytime job," Sunsong warns jokingly, "you still have to pay your membership dues here."

Taunus chuckles.

"Follow me please, Sir Taunus," Sunsong requests. She leads him to Sunyi's cell. Through the door panel Taunus can see that Sunyi is kneeling, her legs spread far apart with a spreader bar. She has nipple clamps, chain, and weights and a clitoris clamped with dangling weight. She is also gagged and blindfolded. She is clearly uncomfortable.

"Here is her key," Sunsong hands a brass key to Taunus. "Do not leave her totally unrestrained. Should she get out of her cell and try to escape, you will be charged extra for her recapture fee!" Sunsong grins.

Taunus wonders if this is all role play or if there is some more sinister element present. Sunsong watches Taunus unlock the door and enter Sunyi's cell before departing.

Taunus first removes Sunyi's blindfold. She looks up with pleading eyes. Then he removes her gag. Sunyi moans.

"Do those nipple and clit clamps hurt, Sunyi?" Taunus asks.

"Yes, Master," Sunyi replies. She wiggles and writhes in pain as Taunus works to remove them. He then goes behind her and unlocks her wrists from her ankles. Then he cuffs her hands behind her back as Sunsong instructed before unlocking her ankles from the spreader bar.

It surprised Taunus to discover that Sunyi suffers a jolt of pain as the sharp teeth of the clamp are removed. Taunus helps the girl to stand up on wobbly legs. He inserts two fingers into her pussy and locates her G-spot.

Sunyi moans with arousal. She remembers that Taunus has a premium membership. "Would Master like the real life film of a girl being spread, bound, and clamped?"

"Yes," Taunus replies. He is hoping that the total scene would be available for viewing. He then asks: "How long was a girl bound before I arrived?"

"One hour, Master," Sunyi responds, with a painful look in her eyes. "You may leave a girl bound again, if you desire, Sir."

Taunus frowns: "Not now," he retorts. He is miffed at the very thought of hurting a captive waif, small and defenseless. But dark, dangerous deliria foment in his Id. As he views the tape of the girl being prepared he is jolted from reality to Virtual Reality and back again.

Taunus's avatar cups its free hand under Sunyi's breast and kneads and massages them one at a time. It is unknown to him whether the character behind the avatar (behind the mask, the Greek persona) is, in fact, spread, sore, and swollen. Two fingers work her G-spot while his other hand continues to work her arousal.

Sunyi send an Instant Personal Message to Taunus telling him that she is masturbating in Real Life and begs permission to climax.

Taunus types back telling her to cum. She does so gladly. Many Masters enjoy forcing their girl into orgasm denial. A transducer in her butt plug ensures that she is truly having an orgasm or not. If she is not afforded permission to cum, as she approaches a climax the butt plug will administer a sequence of electric shocks. Sometimes girls will go for days constantly aroused without being able to climax. Such is the life in the Internet Cybersex Prison.

His hour passes all-too-quickly. Taunus leaves Sunyi with only her wrists cuffed behind her back. He observes that some clients of the prison leave their girls in painful, uncomfortable positions. Before departing the prison Sunsong approaches Taunus.

"Did Sunyi please you, Sir Taunus?" Sunsong asks.

"Yes," he answers, "Yes, she did."

"Good," Sunsong continues. "Girls who fail to please are severely disciplined. Do you have any special requests? Of course some animations have an additional fee."

Taunus has a nervous grin. "I had rather wanted to leash her and show her off at the public beach. Maybe let her masturbate, cum, defecate, and urinate in the pristine white sands. Is there an addition charge?" Taunus frowns.

Sunsong guffaws. "Not for that, Sir Taunus, not for that. You might visit the prison home page for additional inspiration. Newbie members often fail to explore all their available options in their haste to experience one-on-one interaction with a girl."

Taunus blushes and nods. Sunsong is a very sophisticated gynoid. At first she appears barely able to span the Uncanny Valley; but, as time progresses she seems to be tailoring her cognitive processes to Taunus. He cannot resist thinking that Sunsong is more human than machine.

Taunus reviews some of the blogs from the Internet Cybersex Prison. It turns out that a slave girl can be commanded into a large variety of positions and poses, in addition to being tied or chained. One of the most popular slave poses is the Nadu, a kneeling position with knees apart and hands palm upwards resting on the thighs. With feet also spread widely apart, the pose is the "Cutie." In a display pose, the girl leans back and exposes her privates.