Total Tech Power Exchange: Revenge on the Nerd

By Jocelyn Saragona

Silk Rope Kitty is a kinky cam girl selling her hottest solo scenes online. It’s competitive work, but she needs the money for that computer science degree. Her fit boyfriend loves to restrain her, and they love to be watched -at least on their own terms. When a stealth robot spies on their most intimate moments, the two confront the nerd who made it -an awkward vegetarian who needs to pull his life together.

Silk Rope Kitty won’t pity the guy, but she will extract tribute in humiliation, pain, and obedience from him. She’s never dominated like that before. Maybe a overpowering a random guy is just the thing to send her to the top list of the cam girl community.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jocelyn Saragona
• Release date: Feb 21, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463146033

Jocelyn Saragona

Erotic author for many years who loves taboo stories of futanari, tentacles, and mind control. Erotic Horror is what I love to share!Outside of that, I’m a college educated, intellectual, progressive advocating for everything from polyamory to UBI. I can’t get enough of this absurd universe. Other interests? You may see me at goth club, a ren faire, or kettlebell class.

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Total Tech Power Exchange: Revenge on the Nerd

Jocelyn Saragona

Copyright Jocelyn Saragona 2019

Published at Smashwords

Chapter 1

I rubbed the last minute lotion on my face until it glowed like a skin care commercial. I closed my bathroom window, but the sun had already begun its slow, and inevitable overpowering of my barely adequate air conditioner. I stepped naked and fresh out of my bedroom, makeup perfect and hair primed to fall in the right hot mess. Marc looked me over, then grabbed my shoulders and pulled me towards him. I giggled and kissed him. Marc touched me as he nibbled at my perfumed skin. His fingers made me wet as his knuckles crossed my clit.

Marc used pink rope this time, running the silken, waxy, fibers crossing my breasts, in endless loops around my forearms, tight layers around my ankles, and across my belly. I squirmed in my immobilization. His way with the rope always gets my mind soothed and lustful. At last, Marc tied the magic wand massager to my inner thigh and pushed its bulb to my soft lips. He pulled out a ball gag and I opened my mouth wide for my favorite toy. The gag was secured in my mouth, and I gazed up at Marc biting down on it. Then, I was whisked off my feet, and Marc placed me on the couch. I had insisted we do the scene on the couch and not my bed. The couch is plenty public enough, and that's what my fans can see.

Are you ready? he said. His handsome face was close to the tripod-mounted camera.

I muffled an affirmation through my gag. Marc held the wand's controller in one hand and raised three fingers in countdown in the other. The camera's LED shined a pinpoint of red.

Oh god, that first buzzing intoxicated me. I flexed my legs and hips against my constraints. My pussy grinded against the wand, getting wetter against the vibrations. My eyes stayed on Marc, who looked back with focus and fascination. I moaned in pleasure for him, and I sensed his pleasure as he increased the intensity.

The escalation triggered euphoria. Soon, my hips bucked against the inescapable massage. God, my back and neck craned in tension. My hair half covered my face though I still looked up to Marc, who only kept me squirming and searching for my climax. Marc knew me too well. He smirked and lowered the vibrator's intensity to a subtle almost nothing. Such a tease! I wiggled around that couch like a creature possessed in a desperate search for release I needed.

Marc liked to toy with me. I liked him watching me. But, fuck, I needed to come so hard.

He ramped up the intensity in a sudden spike. No, I hadn't been ready for it. I panted against my drool drenched gag. The massage turned into a rough ride. He controlled our scene, and me, completely now.

He glided up the intensity in a steady flow. I writhed, tensed against the pink rope, and then released in a breathy electric shuddering of an orgasm that seemed to have no end.

My eyes watered. I looked to Marc's sigh of satisfaction. He tapered down the intensity until the wand stopped. He paused the recording as I lay there.

Thank you, baby, I gurgled.

You're welcome. You were perfect, he said. His kind hands undid my gag. They slid under the rope and undid my bounds. Then he held me against him until at last he had to leave for his day.

****

After he left, I took a quick shower and threw pajamas on. I reclined on the couch after putting the camera away and tossing out the used rope. It was work time for Marc. He was probably already training some Pasadena soccer mom right now. I had work too. Filming the scene is only the first part, and I needed to get to it before the apartment got hot and made me cranky.

I had to adjust my mindset before editing my video. I opened my laptop to my e-mail. The daily coding challenge appeared in my inbox. The challenge's instructions had been simple enough. In python, write some code that would update some sql entries, then combine entries, and re-write to a new database. One. Two. Three. I broke the problem down and solved it in about forty-five meditative minutes with testing. I uploaded it and got my score for the morning as WinterF0xx. That's my stack account. I've earned points like most of my college junior classmates, and I definitely intend to earn more. Also, pro-tip here, no one questions your code contributions if you don't declare your gender.

I spent some time updating my other site too. You know, the one where people pay for the digital peep shows. Stupid laws were making it a little harder to share yourself on social media, so I couldn't rely on that so much anymore. I'd have to make some