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Chapter 4

Mary used the service elevator. She would meet them at the room. They rode up in silence. Sarah was amused by the girl's summer job. She assumed that Reggie was a college student.

The elevator slowed and the doors slid open. They both gaped at what they saw. Sarah's blood ran cold. Across the hallway, she saw a blonde. She knew it was a blonde because of the blonde ponytail swishing behind her hooded head. The hood, as well as her entire body, was covered in black latex. It gleamed on her curves like a shiny new fender and cleaved to her like a second skin. A cruel black waist cincher sculpted her body into a dramatic hourglass ideal, and her ass cheek formed a pair of perfect rubber balls. Multi-tiered silver chains swung back and forth from her huge latex covered breasts. A chorus of violent hums erupted from between her legs. She jerked up her right foot and a hobble chain snapped tight. Her feet were trapped en-point in a pair of ballet boots.

A gloved hand extended beyond the elevator door. It gripped a leash that traveled back and up between the blonde's legs. The tip clipped to a silver clit chain that emerged from her latex covered, strapped sex.



Sarah felt a shiver run up her spine and the hair on the back of her neck stand up. Nothing in Guernsey Iowa prepared her for this moment. She could not tear her eyes away from the girl. A single strap sunk deep into her sex and formed a rubber camel-toe. The wet heat between her legs came as a complete surprise. I'm straight. I don't like girls, she argued with her body.

The girl's owner came into sight. She wore dark sunglasses despite being indoors, and her garish red lips took a drag on a cigarette. She tipped down her sunglasses and surveyed Sarah. She licked her lips as if Sarah was a tasty morsel. "Hmm, who are you?"

"I'm Sarah and this is my boyfriend Chaz." She primped her black locks. "We won a contest."

"I'm Lana Thorn."

Sarah shook Lana's hand; "Are you the same Lana Thorn that's president of 'Canyon Productions'?"

"Yes I am," Lana replied. Her eyes darted down to Sarah's breast and then her hips. Sarah averted her gaze only to focus upon the girl in rubber bondage. A shiver ran through her again.

She prattled along nervously. "...We are contest winners. Well, my boyfriend and I are one of the couples. The other one is already here ?"

"I see," Lana replied cutting her off.

Sarah shifted and fidgeted under Lana's intense gaze. She tried to avert her eyes but was shocked by Lana's attire. She wore an ultra tight, ultra erotic black leather miniskirt suit. With it she wore 'fuck-me' stiletto boots, black stockings, and diamond earrings. There was something about her that terrified Sarah. Her smile reminded her of a predator surveying its prey.

Chaz glanced at his watch and then read the floor indicator display. Lana and Adele entered the elevator. Sarah's eyes kept darting between Lana and her girlfriend. Up until that moment the strangest thing she ever saw was back home. Two bulls humped one night in a wanton act of gay, bovine sex.

Sarah forced a smile and asked, "Who is your friend?"

"Who?" Lana asked. Sarah pointed at the blonde. "Oh her, she's not my friend.

She's my ... slave."

"Your slave?" Sarah asked like a curious little girl.

"Her name is Slave Adele or simply Slave. She used to come to my club in the most slutty dresses imaginable. One time she was out on the dance floor wearing a glittery gold sequin mini-dress. Every time Adele wiggled her ass the light flashed off it. Every guy wanted to fuck her. I sent word and had her invited up to my VIP table. It's a private room up on the second floor. Only the VIPs get in there. By the end of the night, she was as you see her now."

"So you two are lovers?"

"Dear no," Lana chuckled. "She is my ... property."

"Oh I see." She did not see at all. She would never agree too anything like that. However, since Xor departed, slavery had returned to Earth.

They arrived at the 19th floor and the doors opened. Lana tugged on her leash. A muffled yelp came from Adele as she moved aside, making way for Chaz and Sarah. Sarah minced past Lana. When Sarah tried to squeeze past Adele, Sarah paused for a moment surveying the shiny slopes of the girls rubber clad body. Lana said, "I live in the penthouse suite. Why don't you come up for a visit?"

"That would be great," Sarah agreed.

"Excellent, then I will see you later," Lana said.

It was not until the elevator doors closed that Sarah breathed a sigh of relief. Their room 1909 was just down the hallway. Chaz glanced at his watch. It was late in the day, and he was eager to unpack. He wanted to change out of his wet clothes. The luggage cart emerged around the corner. Mary labored to push it through the thick pile carpet.

"I'm sorry it took so long, but the freight elevators run a bit slow." The petite brunette tapped on the condo door. Chaz entered first. As he passed by Mary, his eyes surveyed her and locked right on her breasts.

Carina sat on the small of Chris' back. She gave the crotch rope a powerful tug. The white rope snapped taut and creased blue silk panties deep between Chris' ass cheeks.

"Mmmnnn," Chris mewed into a fat black ball gag that filled her mouth. She squirmed and kicked her legs. Light flashed off the silken panties arching across her ass cheeks and garter straps tugged at her nylons. White rope contrasted the sheer black nylons that sheathed her legs. It dug into her flesh and pinned her legs together.

Chris twisted her body. Large breasts now filled out the cups of her blue satin bra. She pulled on her arms once again. Rope bound her forearms together behind her back in a double hammer lock. She looked through long black tresses that piled up around her head. She saw Carina's white ass cheeks with a black thong sunk deep between them.

Carina grabbed Chris' ankles and bent her knees. She looped the rope around her ankles and tied it off. Now when Chris kicked her legs, she dug the rope deep into her slit.

Carina picked up a remote control from the bed. She pressed a button. "MMNN," Chris yelped and bucked. A dildo in her vagina and plug in her ass roared to life. Carina gently touched Chris' ass cheeks. They vibrated beneath her hands.

Chris watched as Carina moved to the side of the bed. From off a stand, she picked up a NCVR headset. "Let's just finish your transformation."

Chris glanced up at the window and then the door. "Mmnn," Chris mewed and struggled to free her arms. The headset rested upon the crown of her head. Her eyelids began to flutter and then closed as if falling into a deep sleep.

Carina crawled off the bed and grabbed a cigarette from a pack. Placing it between her lips, she lit it and stared at Chris. The changes were in the final phase. She took a long drag and blew a jet of smoke at the ceiling. Holding the cigarette straight up in her right hand, she licked her lips as her gaze fell upon the girl's silk covered ass cheeks. A red ember burned at the tip of the cigarette and within her soul. "There we go. Lana will be very glad to meet you."

Carina did not bother to dress. She needed a drink. She exited the bedroom, circled around the walkway that bordered the living area down below, and then danced down the steps.

The front door opened and the bellhop entered. Carina pinched the smoldering cigarette between her fingers and held it up into the air. Chaz's eyes locked on Carina. A pair of fleshy melons filled out her underwire, black satin bra cups. She stood with her legs crossed. This focused the eye the high arc of her V-shaped black satin thong. Black satin garter straps divided her white thighs and tugged on black nylons. "You must be the other contest winners. My name is Carina."

Sarah scrunched up her nose and sniffed. She had no desire to see another girl in her lingerie. Mary pushed the cart into the living room. She then dutifully began to unload it and place the bags in the spare bedroom. "I'm Sarah, and this is my boyfriend Chaz."

"Hey," Chaz mumbled. At seeing his mouth agape, Sarah elbowed him in the sides. He snapped his mouth shut and strolled into the living room.

The condo was spacious as one might imagine. The entire living area was designed to be open and spacious. The living room was fully furnished with comfortable sofas and chairs. A NCVR gaming lounge lay across the room. The kitchen had a pass-through countertop and a dining table sat to the right just beyond it. A massive glass window provided a commanding view of the valley and mountains beyond. The entire resort was set in a valley, surrounded by mountains. By this late hour, the streets were lit and the light from homes dotted the hillside.

"These are your two keys." Mary set the plastic cards on the round breakfast nook table. "The kitchen is open day or night. If you require anything, just let the front desk know, and it will be provided. Is there anything else I can do for you?"

"What? Oh, no. That's okay." Chaz flopped down onto the sofa. "We just want to change and take it easy. We were on the road for a long time."

After the bellhop departed and closed the door, Sarah strolled around and asked, "Who are you, and where is Chris?"

Carina sat down on the sofa and crossed her legs. "I'm working with Chris. He left this morning and mumbled something about following a lead. Jackie sent me to lend a hand. I'm supposed to assist you with background and logistics."

Sarah nodded and dumped her purse on the lamp stand. It was a common practice. She was actually a bit surprised Chris was meeting them in the first place. He loved to hog the spotlight. "So tell me what you found out so far."

"Lana Angelica Thorn, birth date unknown, age unknown, ethnicity unknown ?"

"So you struck out," Sarah interrupted.

"Not true," Carina replied. "I found out that she is an incredibly private person, and she has a bondage fetish."

"I met her on the elevator. What a freak! She had some girl all tied up in rubber."

"Rumor has it she offers private fetish realms. Participation is by invitation only. One needs to know someone to get on the list. She has a high cash flow from public NCVR services. Her online servers are located across the world. However, several of them are located right here in this hotel. As to her headquarters, I've seen CIA facilities that aren't as secure. No one gets in or out without proper ID."

Sarah licked her lips and nodded. It made sense. Many countries criminalized such fetish VR programs. It was a server she might rather keep secret. There was no way she would risk a hacker gaining access.

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