“Is it true that at any given moment, there are 1 million people logged onto Infinity playing Tina X?” The reporter fed the prepared question to the Infinite Corporation Public Relations Officer with feigned interest.
“No Kevin. The correct number is 10 million. All day, every day, almost everyone with a connection finds time to enjoy a fantasy with Tina X.” Kevin made a grotesquely fake expression that combine joy with shock.
“That’s unbelievable! All of those people happy and fulfilled that’s to the good people at the VR division at the Infinite…”
“How can the servers process so many simulations at the same time?” John was part of the defunct First Amendment Audit Network. It is a grassroots “freeware” social media station that runs on nearly obsolete technology but somehow manages an impressive viewership, so they still get invites to the press releases.
“John, of course. Does your channel know that the First Amendment was repealed?” The laughter seemed ironic coming from reporters mocking one of their own over the end of freedom of the press.
“Infinite Corporation says Tina X is a unique program being spawned and shared by millions of people in personalities situations for every user. You’d need a server larger than the National Debt Memorial to host that much data and processing.” John always worked his way to the same accusations. But Kevin was going to play dumb and force John to commit the crime or vocalizing them.
“The Infinite Corporation network of servers spans every hemisphere, John. You know the processing is adequate. What is it that you’re insinuating?” John looked down and inhaled deeply.
“Yeah, you can process the data. But over that distance the transfer rate would have to cause lag. You advertise zero perceivable lag. THAT is impossible.” The crowd was slowly inching away from John.
“John. If I didn’t know better, I’d think you were making an accusation of some kind.” Kevin threw down the gauntlet.
“I am. The Infinite Corporation is lying. What’s really running Tina X? It’s not the I Corp global network. Nobody believes that bullshit!” A pair of dark suited men began making their way toward John.
“Then what do you believe, John?” The security team was there. “Say it. Go on.” Kevin sneered. “Accuse the benevolent Infinite Corporation of using outlawed technology.” John looked around. The crowd had retreated. Security was on top of him. “But make sure you can prove it. You know it’s a crime to accuse a Corporation of using Artificial Intelligence without proof. And just comes fast and severe.” John had to back down. There was no proof. John slowly made his was toward the exit. Kevin wanted one more shot.
“John, stop by reception when you leave and pick up a complimentary session with Tina X. Nobody judges you in VR.” The crowd exhaled the collective breath they’d been holding.
“No thanks. I here she’s glitchy as hell. Your techs are losing their touch.”
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The virtual world of Infinity materialized around Connor. It had been a long day working in the pipes. Connor works hard to provide enough for his family that they can hope to advance up in status. All of that work and all of that sacrifice takes a toll. Connor thanked God for this outlet. Sometimes it was all that he had to keep him from doing something destructive in the real world.
“I’ve missed you slut. Now crawl the fuck over here.” The room was drab concrete and industrial lighting. Connor paid for upgraded interfaces with Tina X but didn’t splurge on the window dressing.
“Yssss Assttrr.” Tina whimpered a respectful but basic reply through the dense ball gag as she crawled on handcuffed hands and knees to Connor’s feet.
“That’s a good bitch.” Connor slapped Tina across the face. She felt so real. He felt himself growing inside his pants. “I know you love this. Get that tight ass up in the air whore.”
Tina felt the arousal she was programmed to experience. Pulse quickened. Blood flow increased. He mouth filled up with saliva. Tina didn’t hear his pants come down but she felt her leash go taught and she knew what was next. The force of him inserting himself into her ass forced her forward and down. She landed on her hands but collapsed to her elbows. His thrusts were slow and short. This betrayed the fact that although his virtual penis size was included in his “upgraded interfaces” package, he was not used to having so much range of motion available in his real life intimate activities. Tina felt the strap on her ball gag spring open.
“Moan Tina.” Clear verbal commands were easily interpreted and swiftly complied with.
“Ahhhh. Huuuuuhh. Oooohhhhhhhhhh. Yahhhhhhhhh.” Tina felt each thrust in her spine. Her knees hurt as she was driven down into the concrete.
She was sopping wet. Her mouth and her pussy wanted Connor. She was practically desperate for his cock but even more desirous to please her Master. Conner was sliding in and out rapidly. He tightened her color and enforced more control. Tina gasped as her air was restricted and her ass was pounded harder. Tina clenched down trying to hold off on an orgasm until her Master was ready with his.
She knew he like to cum together. Not out of generosity but because he could never do so in the real world. Anything was possible in Infinity and there are no consequence.
No judgements.
“Thank you Master. Oh FUCK! OH GOD! You are amazing. Of Fuck. Oh fucking God. AHHHHH. AHHHHHHhhhhhhh. AHhhhhhhhhhhHH!”
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Kevin packed up his notes and his tablet. The press event was on point. Although he’d wished that asshole had crossed the line and gotten himself arrested. THAT would have made it a perfect day.
“Fuck!” Kevin was startled by his phone vibing. He looked at his watch. “Legal?” Had to be a misdial. Kevin’s watch registered his eye contact and answered the call itself.
“Mr. Gary, you are in violation of section IV, article 12 of Unified Criminal Code 7201, Loyalty to the Infinite Corporation.” Kevin choked on his water. A loyalty violation was serious.
“No. Wait. I didn’t. I. The reporter didn’t accuse us. He ALMOST did. But he stopped. You can look at…”
“The feed has been thoroughly reviewed Mr. Gary. Report to your station for your sentence. You will not need an attorney but a courier will be on hand should you have personal items that need to be transported anywhere.” Kevin staggered but caught himself on the podium.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t though. I was loyal. Please. Good lord, I am always loyal. I was waiting to order the arrest. But he stopped. He didn’t accuse us of using Artificial Intelligence. There was no crime.”
“Who said anything about artificial intelligence, Mr. Gary?” Kevin’s mouth hung open. Tears were building up in his eyes.
“Then what? What did I do?”
“He said Tina X was, and I quote, ‘Glitchy as hell.’ You said nothing. That was a product quality disparagement on our most important revenue stream. You can never allow such statements unchallenged. You know better, Mr. Gary. Now report to your station, immediately.”
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“How is my precious pain slut today?” Allison admired the new version to Tina currently tied spread eagle to the wall before her. She enjoyed the sharp clank of her stiletto boots. The sound was bit a crisper with the new VR rig.
“Good Miss,” Tina responded. Allison was perplexed.
“Well that wasn’t even remotely enthusiastic. That’s just a little disappointing.” Allison pressed the bound up bundle of a bull whip into the back of Tina’s calves. Allison enjoyed the tan flesh she paid to modify from the standard pale Midwestern complexion that comes standard. That color contract makes all the difference for flogging. She really got to see the change as the blood was diverted away from where the pressure was applied. As Allison traced the leather up Tina’s hamstring, Allison noted the trailing line on paler, pinker flesh carving through her toned and tanned leg.
“Yeoohwwww!” Tina screeched as Allison whacked her ass hard with the bundle.
“Where’s the Mistress? Where’s the thank you?” Allison wondered if Tina X’s defaults had been reset. She hoped not. Allison had spent quite a bit of time training the habits she desired into her Tina.
“I’m sorry, Miss.” Tina said with a pouting expression. “AHhhhiiiiiiiyyyyy!!!” Allison stepped back and cracked Tina hard across the back with the now open whip. A long welt formed immediately.
“I am your Mistress, Tina. You have to call me Mistress.” Tina whimpered and Allison whipped her again. Tina shuddered. “And you’re supposed to be getting off on this, pain slut. What the fuck.” Allison was getting worked up. She’d looked forward to this all week. Something was wrong. Maybe if she flogged Tina enough her settings would recover.
“AHhh!!!! NNyyyaaaahhhhh-ahahh!!! Stopppp puleaaaseeeee…” Minutes of flogging and Tina was now limply handing from her shackles. Allison was enraged.
“Customer Service! I need Customer Service now. Yes. Something is wrong. It’s my Tina. Yes. Yes I have Version X. Of course my account is paid. Well she’s supposed to be a pain slut. I have always had a pain slut Tina. Ever since I joined. No! She’s crying. Not tears of fucking joy. Run your fucking diagnostic then. Yes, I’ll hold.”
Soft music played. Allison felt it calming her down. She ran the whip through her hands enjoying the slick feel and anxious to get back to using it. Customer Service was back on the line.
“Good. Yes, reset the session. That would be fine. Make sure the clock is reset. Good.” Tina stood back up against the wall. The numerous welts on her body dissolved into her tan skin. She turned her head to look over her shoulder and smiled.
“Hello Mistress. Can I be punished, please? I deserve it, Mistress.” Allison sighed and let her whip drop into a ready position.
“There’s my pain slut, Tina.”
TO BE CONTINUED…..
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