Chapter Four

Cyrus

My eyes soaked in Kouvr in all her naked glory, kneeling before me. A collar was around her throat, a chain resting on the desk, and her hands were tied behind her back, perfectly knotted by me.

My cock stayed hard the whole time I was knotting her with a red rope. And she enjoyed watching it, eyes glued to my bulge. Even now, she stared at me hungrily. Those beautiful brown eyes looked up at me through her lashes.

“You look so beautiful down there,” I muttered, cupping her chin.

“Thank you, baby. Sit back and relax. Let me take care of you.” Her eyes dropped to my hard bulge.

I sat down, careful of where to sit in real life. My hands moved to my jeans, slowly unbuckling them.

She moved close between my knees and I wanted to finish right there. This was all I ever wanted. Kouvr on her knees, looking at my dick so hungrily.

When I got them down and freed my dick, she extended her neck and took the tip right into her mouth. My suit warmed up at the touch of her hot mouth. A moan escaped my throat as she sucked, tongue running over the tip.

Her eyes looked up at me as if to see how she was doing.

“You’re doing so good, baby,” I encouraged, reaching and fisting the back of her hair.

She felt so real, even as she took me deeper into her mouth.

My fist tightened, pleasure rushing through me. “Holy fuck, Kouvr.” My head dropped back, and my hand followed the movement of her head.

Up and down. Sucking my dick like it was a lollipop.

What would her real mouth feel like? Would we even get to the point of her being on her knees for us? Nerves rushed through me, and suddenly, I couldn’t think about the beautiful virtual reality girl sucking on me.

Kouvr pulled back with a pop . “Is something wrong baby?” Of course she felt that. This suit was designed for me to feel and for the game to feel me, adjusting to the way my heart beated.

I swallowed my nerves and shook my head. “Just a lot on my mind.”

She shifted on her knees. “You know what helps me take my mind off stuff? Gaming. Play some games, baby.” Her eyes moved back to my dick, and I knew she planned to keep sucking, even though I would be playing games.

Heat rushed through me, and I reached for the remote on the table. The system started up with a push of the button and the screen changed to a COD one-fifty.

Her mouth was on me when the game started, and I let out a whimper. I wanted to be in the back of her throat, pushing myself further down. As the game searched for real-life players to play multiplayer with, I sat forward, grabbed her collar, and pushed myself down her throat.

Kouvr gagged. Her throat walls spasmed all around me.

A moan caught in my throat just as the game started its loading screen.

“Deeper, baby,” I told her, needing both hands for the controller.

She muffled a “mhm” and began taking my massive dick as far as she could go. It touched the back of her throat, throbbing.

“Just like that. Such a good girl.”

She moaned on me, pulling back. Saliva dripped between us, but she didn’t keep her mouth off me for long. I was down her throat again, deeper than I was before, and she held me there.

The game started, and for a moment, I couldn’t even think of what to do.

She pulled back, spit dripping from her lips.

I moved my player in the game, but when she went back down, I felt my balls tighten.

Please, let the real Kouvr be this fucking good at sucking dick.

“Get in the game, Dirty Sprite.”

My eyes moved to the screen as one of the players said my gamer name. I died way too many times already, being in a small, fast-paced map.

Even with the game system I was on, I could also use it to join the lobby of the game I was playing. Game inception was a still a weird concept that my team just figured out.

Game Kouvr’s head was bobbing, and my character kept fucking dying. Her mouth sucked, spit dripping right onto my balls.

I couldn’t focus. How could anyone with that beautiful girl between my legs?

I looked down and saw she was looking up at me, pushing me as far back in her throat as I could go.

Eyes rolling closed for a second, I threw the controller to the side, grabbing her neck and pushing her further.

Her whole body gagged, but I didn’t care. I gripped her hair and the chain she was connected to and used her mouth. Watching her trying not to puke on my dick made my balls tighten worse.

“Please,” I begged as if she was going to stop.

She wasn’t programmed for that.

My head tilted back, and all the sounds around me drowned out.

“Kouvr!” I moaned, slamming her head down further. My hips bucked over and over until I couldn’t even move. My cock stayed down her throat, twitching until cum finally shot from it. I let out a long moan, groaning sharply at the end.

The moment I let go, she pulled back, gagging and cum flowing from her lips. It dropped all over her beautiful, round breasts.

“Fuck, are you okay?” I asked.

Her eyes moved to mine, a small smirk on her lips. “Perfect. Thank you for that, sir.”

I sat back, chest heaving and skin slick with sweat. “You’re fucking welcome, beautiful.”

Kouvr

My eyes examined myself in the mirror, towel wrapped around my dripping body. My curls were a bit wild, even wet, but they sat in a beach blonde mess over my shoulder. My chocolate brown eyes examined my ivory skin.

Music filled the air in the bathroom from the speaker on the tub. I just took a much needed bath to calm me down.

Slowly, I started my self-care routine, putting products on my face and in my hair to tame my curls. This was my favorite time of the day, and I loved showing myself love through this form of self-care. After I was done, my skin was a bit red from all the products rubbed into it, but it was glowing. Closing my eyes, I rubbed lotion all over my exposed skin until I had to drop my towel to get all my chest and thighs.

An uneasy feeling washed over me.

What if I was being watched right now?

My eyes glanced to the huge window in my bedroom. I could see it from the bathroom, but the curtains were closed, and I knew no one could see through them.

I’m on the fifty-sixth floor. No one would be watching me.

I took a deep breath to ease the feeling inside of me. I picked up the towel and threw it in the hamper before putting on my robe.

Once I tied the belt on the robe, my phone dinged, interrupting the song that was on. I moved from the bathroom, feet slapping against my tiled floor as I went to the bedroom. I picked my phone up from the nightstand, seeing that I received an email from…

“Rusty Gamings…” I whispered. For a moment, I couldn’t remember where I heard that name before, but then it hit me.

With a gasp, I quickly rushed through my apartment, and into my office. The room still looked the same as the last time I was in it, though it had been a while since I’d been. I almost forgot about how beautiful and comforting it was to be there. Across from the large ‘L’ shaped desk with my pink PC on it was a huge bed that looked like a tanning bed.

But it wasn’t.

It was the simulation machine, Simu. It was a pod-like gaming device that immersed my mind into a virtual reality world. My consciousness would be in the game, feeling and experiencing everything.

Right under the machine’s name, Simu, was the name of the people who made it.

Rusty Gamings.

My heart pounded. Not only did they make the best gaming device, they had the most anticipated game coming to the machine.

ParaDise.

And they had just emailed me.

My heart was racing, blood pounding in my ear. I gripped my chest like my heart was going to pound its way out of my ribcage and right on the floor.

“I need to sit,” I said to myself, moving into the living room that separated my office and kitchen area and my bathroom and bedroom. I plopped right on the sofa, staring at the email.

It had already been two minutes since it was sent to me, but I couldn’t open it.

It was not unlikely that game developers and gaming companies messaged me, but it had been a while, especially with my absence. I felt like people had forgotten about me.

Yet, here I was with an email from one of the top gaming companies in the world.

My fingers covered my mouth.

What could they possibly want with me? They emailed me once to gift me the Simu machine. The Simu videos on my YouTube channels were a hit amongst gamers, and many of my viewers got the machine.

“I can’t breathe. Oh my gosh,” I muttered to myself. Did they want to send me something…? “Open it, Kouvr. Open it.”

It took a few moments of repeating that to finally open it. I pulled the phone away from my face, almost scared that this would be a spam email and be nothing. But I was already a part of the newsletters team for updates, and it wasn’t normally from this email.

Kouvr, you have been invited to play the beta of ParaDise.

That was all I read before I let out a squeal. I jumped up from my sofa, unable to contain my excitement. I was hoping to play it, but I thought I would have to wait a whole month until release day to play it and then buy it.

Now they were giving it to me for free?

I had to call my mom… but I paused. That sounded a bit sad. I really didn’t have friends; I only had my mom to tell stuff to.

I dialed her phone, and after a few rings, she declined my call. A gasp escaped me. Rude.

I sat back down on the couch, deciding just to tell her later when she called me back. After a quick, exciting dance, I read the rest of the emails explaining a time to get the key to enter the world and who would be there. It wasn’t like a beta team. The developers wanted to show me their game and for me to record it for my YouTube channel.

Do you accept this invitation? The last words of the emails taunted me as if I was going to say no.

Yet, I hesitated.

I hadn’t posted a video in a long time and yet, they still wanted me to be the beta and help them with marketing—as if all my subscribers didn’t know about this game. Everyone knew about this game.

Are they sure they wanted me?

I kept rereading the email, just to make sure it was addressed to the right person.

“Okay, calm down, Kouvr,” I said to myself. “They want you… They want you out of all the new famous YouTubers out there. Makes… total sense.”

Fuck it. I pressed the green button accepting their request. Throwing my phone down, I felt my chest tighten with excitement. It was only a few days away and I had to be prepared for this.

Cyrus

My heart finally stopped pounding in my ear when the notifications of Kouvr accepting the invite for ParaDise came back through. It took ten minutes and forty-three seconds. I was counting and even held my breath the whole time.

A hand clapped my shoulder, and I glanced at my friends. I could feel the excitement buzzing through the room, even without words. Smiles sat on our lips, and I knew what we were all thinking.

We were going to be able to play our game with our girl.

We had spent years making this game… just for her.