The year is 2070. The COVID-19 virus never did go away. Vaccines were created but mutations evolved. Several more pandemic viruses sprang up. In 50 years the combined death toll for all things related to the virus, economic toll, military actions, indirect health cases and direct deaths, has reduced the global population by 2 billion people.

Tracy is a 20 year old girl in the anti-ers, a group of resisters that split from the formal governments of their time and formed their own “nation”, one without borders or formal structure. Live as you want, die as you ought was their motto. She was born an anti-er and she’ll die an anti-er. That was how it was, the way it ought to be. But she wasn’t like everybody else.

The global government bodies have come up with new technology to help with the spread of diseases of all kinds, according to them it can fight all COVID viruses and much more. Bio-engineered nanotechnology gobbly gook as her dad would say. He doesn’t understand it and don’t need to. He knows government conspiracy when he sees it. He should, he’s a leader of the anti-ers. They study conspiracies like a religion.

But Tracy does understand it. She’s also learned something else, something startling important and personal. Her parents are idiots. Nearly all the anti-ers are idiots. And it’s not just an opinion it’s truth, she has proof. Are her family and millions of families across the globe the product of a global conspiracy? Can she convince her family that they really are idiots? Can she convince anyone that there has been a conspiracy? And what can she do to stop it? She’s going to have to find out and fast. She’s got the virus and she either has to get onto the Nanobioinnoculator program and injected with the new technology within two weeks or she’s faced with possible death.

A story told in rhyme of a gumshoe detective and the client who is looking to find someone she hasn’t met.

She came in all black and blue,

The black was a dress that fit her like a sex starved lover,

the blue was her mood.

Me?

Me, I was the gumshoe she came to see.

She came for me to see red.

“I need you to find who did this to me,” she said.

Straight and to the point. Just like my hard on. Really, who

wears leather like that?

“What did they do? And can you afford my fee?”

Two questions. One word.

Yes.

The only answer I needed to know.

Then she parted her dress. Marks, red like rose petals in a line, down her back and across her butt. Her ass called to me. Neighing like a wild stallion.

Who was I not to answer the call of the wild?

“Those are some pretty heavy marks,” I said as I drooled, “the man that would mark such a canvas is a fool.”

Then the curtain dropped. Her dress was zipped back up.

“Just find him,” she said.

“Then leave him to me.”

I searched with information given to me.

She was at a party.

Then she passed out.

Then she awoke,

with marks given out.

I searched high and searched low

but enough about my mental state.

I found the answer she wanted.

I called her into my office.

She strode in on a pair of stiletto heels.

I wondered again if there were any way for me to get her off her feet.

I’m not the sweeping type but for her I’d find a broom.

“I got the info you wanted and more. You have what I want?”

“I’ve got the check”

“That’s not all that I want.”

“Just give me the information I need.”

“Just give me the check then.”

With money in my hand, at least on paper, I gave her a name then I gave her more.

“Here is the man who marked your skin.”

I made my announcement and then opened a door.

Then I got a surprise as she dropped to her knees.

“Master I am yours. Your marks on my skin caused my mind to leave. Subspace I entered by your hand. Take me as I am. Yours to do with as you please. Take me. I’m on my knees.”

They walked out hand and hand. All I had was the check in my hand.

Dames.

The next one that walks through that door remind me:

To get my whip.

Listening in (An erotic story that’s just dialogue)

Why is the set up so important? I mean why can’t we just enjoy the fuck and be done with it?

Because we want to know why they’re fucking. It’s less rapey that way. It’s a girl thing. Girls want the emotional connection. Guys just want to fuck.

Oh contrare …

That’s ‘au contraire’.

Whatever, I enjoy the set up just as much and I’m a guy. I’m sure there are plenty of guys that do.

Well you’re special.

Thank you. Wanta fuck?

I thought you’d never ask and just keep blabbering all day.

It’s blathering…

Shut the fuck up and pull that big dick out.

This big, thick 8 inch monster? You want to suck this?

I’ll take that as a yes. Mmm you do that so goood. Yeah swallow that thing girl. Mmm yeah.

Don’t pull too hard on my hair. I’m getting it done tomorrow. It mmmpph. Mmm mmmp mmm …

What? I can’t hear you with so much cock in your mouth. Fuck your face harder? Why thank you I think I shall.

Oooo look how those balks bounce off your chin. What was that? Thank you sir. It’s a pleasure to please sir.

Uhh. Uhhh. Mmm.

You’re a fucking bastard you know that right?

Get up off your knees and take off those jeans and loose the shirt and bra too.

I’m not wearing a bra. You should be able to tell by how saggy these things are.

I love your big boobs and they don’t sag that much. They look good by your knees. Ooo you can put that finger some place else missy. Go put on your fuck me shoes; the red ones.

Those ones don’t fit.

I know. Consider it part of your punishment along with the spanking you’re about to get. If you’re lucky your ass will match your shoes.

And if I’m unlucky?

Then your shoes will clash with your purple ass.

Oooo. Let’s throw fashion to the wind. Please Sir?

Then bring the whip with you. Oh and keep your legs straight and knees apart when you bend over to get your shoes. I want to see what I’m getting in later.

Yes Sir. Is the view pleasant Sir?

Damn tasty.

I love how your ass sticks out in your heels.

You always have been an ass man.

And you have always had an ass worth being a man for. Mmm yeah feels so good. Bend over hands flat on the bed. Mmm snack time.

Mmm. Mmmmm. That’s good eating there. But it needs to be warmed up.

One.

Two.

Three.

Ahh there’s a little color. Amazing the results the ole cat o nine gets eh? You okay there?

Yes Sir. Just getting started Sir.

True I am. 20? Nice round number don’t you think?

Ahhh. Yes Sir. If it pleases you Sir.

See already compliant.

…

18

Ahh!

19

Ahh!

20

Ahhh!

Mmmmm nice and red. Ssss feel the heat from your buns. Yes squeeze that ass. Sooo good, sooo hot. I’m going to fuck you hard baby. You did good. Always good for me sweet one.

Thank you Sir. Please fuck me. Please fill my hot pussy with your cock. Make it your own.

Ahhhh yesss. Uhhh.

Mmm. Unnn. Uhhh. Mmm nnnn nnnnn nnnn.

Ohhh. Yess. Harder. Oh God. Ohh yess. Nnnnmm.

Uhhhh. Turn over and lie on the bed. Hold your knees. Yeah just like that. Look at that pussy.

Ohhhh. Yes eat my pussy John. Oh shit. Yeah. Right there. Right there! Ahhhh. Yess yess. Oh shit your finger … going to. .. Ohhh your tongue too … I’m …. Ahhhh!

Yes gonna fill that pussy up now. Oh fuck yeah. Hot and wet, feels so good. You feel so good baby. Uhnn uhhn. Uhhn! Ohhh yeah.

Fuck me baby! Uhh. Fuck your pussy. Fuck me!

Uhhn! Uhhn, uhhn, uhhn uhhn uhhn! Ahhhh! Yeah! …. …. Ohhhh! …. Yessss.

Mmm such sweet kisses from such an evil man who made my ass sore.

And fucked you inside out.

Haha. And fucked me hard.

Uggg get off of me. Don’t lie on me like that. You’re heavy. John. John! Hahaha. Oh for fuck’s sake.

Don’t you want to cuddle?

Oh my gawd, you are special.

And don’t you ever forget it baby.