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Saints in Cyberspace	By : DarkWolves Category: +S through Z > Saints Row Views: 20670 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 3: Virtual Life

Kinzies lips pressed against Briannas, quickly stifling any mumbled attempt to resist. Despite her novel attempts at protest Brianna quickly felt herself becoming swept up in the moment and eagerly returning Kinzies embrace. Brianna could feel the scurrying fingers of her smaller partner descending down her front, the strands of her elegant corset unravelling.

“What the fuck?” Brianna asked as she felt the final tie of her corset was released.

Kinzie failed to reply. Her hands retreated for the briefest of moments, merely allowing her to pull her glasses from her eyes and unclasp the bun of her hair before her wandering fingers returned to her companions’ torso with renewed vigour. With almost childlike wonderment and curiosity she sought out the seam of her partner’s corset, slipping her hands betwixt the two separated halves of her gang leader’s elegant corset to feel the soft skin beneath. Having gained her entry point Kinzies hands swiftly caressed and touched at any patch of bare skin she could dare to reach. Her fingertips quickly became devious, ticklish shivers chasing up her spine at the touch of Kinzies fingers. The once proud and extrovert gang leader soon found herself at the whim of the self confessed societal outcast. While her prey was distracted Kinzie forced her partner back to press her ample buttocks against the corner of a crate of Saints Flow. Kinzies dexterous fingers unclasped the buckle of her jet black combat pants with minimal effort.

“Now how about we give this a try” a wry smile creasing her lips out of nowhere Kinzie suddenly produced a large dildo, Saints purple of course, its size overshadowing the length and girth of her forearm. “I call this one ‘The Admirals Daughter’, it feels great, and I’ve used it plenty so I should know” Kinzie teased the wide tip against the crotch of the black pants. “And I’m going to shove this right up your-”
Ding dong

The sound of the door alarm was accompanied by the thunderous roar of the warehouse shutters rolling open seemingly of their own accord. Kinzie was quick to her feet as she scrambled to the bank of monitor screens on the far side of the room. Her fingers a flurry on the keyboards the screens flashed in anticipation of the screen she was searching for. Her hands eventually fell silent upon the keyboard, her eyes locked upon a single screen amongst the flood of flashing lights and sounds assaulting her senses.

A trickster’s smile came to her lips. “We have company; it looks like someone else has come to play”

Neglecting to elaborate further Kinzie bolted from her seat and scrambled to the far edge of the entrance to her sanctuary. Brianna followed suit, fighting to keep her pants from descending around her legs. Brianna stared across at Kinzie, ‘What are we doing?’ she mouthed beneath her breath.

“Kinzie, are you here?” the sound of approaching footsteps forced them both into silence. A shadow cast across the entrance in anticipation of an approaching-

Kinzie leapt out of cover and tackled the person the moment they dared to present them self. Brianna quickly followed behind her as the fray descended into a flail of limbs as each fought for dominance over their aggressors. In the end a clear victor emerged.

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“Well this escalated quickly” once their quarry had been secured both Kinzie and Brianna were quick to drag their them deeper into Kinzies sanctuary, securing their arms to the VR chair with some spare cabling Kinzie had around her Sanctuary.

“What should we do with her?” a devious glint entered Brianna’s eye, sending a cold shiver down Viola De Wynters spine.

“We could do her makeup” Kinzie mused.

“Not my face” Viola said flatly.

“Or we could style her hair” Kinzie said.

“Don’t touch my hair” Viola repeated her protest with ever growing fear seeping into her voice.

“Or we could re-style her wardrobe” Kinzie offered.

“Ok, you can go back to the face” Viola said.

Brianna shook her head dismissively, pinching the tip of her nose betwixt her finger tips as she watched the situation unfold. “Kinzie, why don’t we just fuck her?”

“Oh yeah” Kinzie remarked flatly. “We could do that”

“Why don’t you go high and I go low?” Brianna asked, a smile creasing her lips.

“Oh, sounds like fun” Kinzie said with a smile.

Kinzie stepped forward, climbing on top of Violas seated lap, her arms wrapping loosely around Violas shoulders. “Hello Viola” Kinzie smiled in an unsettlingly cheery tone.

“Hello Kinzie” Viola replied sheepishly with a cocked eye.

“Umm. What should I be doing?” Kinzie asked, breaking the stale silence which loomed between them as they each started serenely into each other’s eyes.

Brianna, ever busy undoing the clasp of Violas leather pants, begrudgingly raised herself to respond. “Just do something already”

Kinzie accepted her leaders order without question and finally settled upon her first course of action. “You can have a try sucking my boobs if you want”

Kinzie reached up to hold the zip between her fingers, trailing it down her front towards the nape of her stomach. Clasping the separate halves of her hoodie in her hands she whipped the two sides apart, revealing her voluptuous chest to Violas gawping eyes. Kinzie leant forward to press the valley of her cleavage into Violas face, muffling any attempt at protest as Viola reluctantly began to suckle at Kinzies nipple.

“You’re pretty good at this” Kinzie mused, caressing Violas hair like a mother cradling her child. “By the end of this we’ll know so much about each other, we’ll be like sisters”

Rapidly Viola bit down hard on Kinzies pert nipple, eliciting a sharp shriek of surprise drawing a sharp strike of Kinzies hand against the top of her head. “Hey, a girl needs to be gentle”

“Sorry, my fault” Brianna spoke up. “Things are getting saucy down here” Brianna buried her nose deeper between Violas legs, she could feel the woman’s thighs quivering and tightening around her as she climbed ever closer to the final embrace. Viola reached out to clasp for support, clutching the arms of the chair, a metallic click.

The room suddenly erupted in the gentle hum of whirring motors. “What is that?” Viola asked.

The three women begrudgingly ceased their shared copulation as they watched their chair begin to spark and whirr with flashes of light. “Oh, son of a bitc-”
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