Priscilla's Adult VR Experience

Priscilla's adult VR experience

It was a Friday night at The Duck Pond Tavern. Ruby Red was working the evening shift along with Beatrice and Priscilla. Like most Friday nights, this urban watering hole was packed and jumping after ten. One could enter from either set of double doors on Grant Street. The doors bookended the southern wall of the bar. A long bar stood tall opposite the doors. Stairs led to a seating area above the bar wtth plenty of tables. Another set of stairs led down the other side of the level to a large room with oil lamps and pool tables.

That night Ruby Red was working the small bar on the level above the main bar. She was the only one working who could hear the fight that broke out just after midnight. The main bar and the pool room each had their own jukebox. Had it not been for a few people rushing out of the pool room, Ruby Red might not have bothered to listen closely.

"Damn it. What the hell is going on down there?" Ruby Red yelled out to no one in particular. She was sure she heard the sound of glass breaking, pool sticks cracking, and a heck of a lot of swearing.

Ruby Red flipped a switch behind the bar to turn off the jukebox and then hustled down the stairs to see what was going on. She figured she had missed all the action. That was usually the case. Fights were not rare at The Duck Pond Tavern but they didn't happen every weekend. When they did, the participants were usually pulled apart after failing to land any serious blows. The damage was normally lots of spilt beer.

This Friday night was different. It was a full moon. Three guys were working over a large man who, apparently, let his loud mouth run a bit too long. The spectators were unable to do much. Ruby Red grabbed a heavy champagne bottle and let it fly. She had pitched softball in college. Her underhand toss hit one of the assailants right in the head and knocked him over. The other two thugs, too concerned with destroying their opponent, didn't notice or didn't care.

The situation was bleak as the large man was starting to slip in and out of consciousness. Ruby Red pulled her high-powered fancy, lighter out of her boot. Later, when the story of the night was told, some would say she had a flamethrower. In a certain sense, she did. She let both magnetic flaps open revealing a pair of elongated nozzles. Not having any tolerance for an unfair fight, Ruby Red torched the back of one of the assailants, sending him screaming across the room.

The man on fire extinguished himself, then knocked Ruby Red down before rejoining his partner, who was still attacking the large man on the ground in the corner.

Ruby Red raced to find the lighter that had been knocked from her hand when she heard a sharp whirling sound of chain and wood whistling through the air.

A man in a heavy black trench coat had seen enough. He had admired Ruby Red's throwing finesse with the bottle and her resourcefulness with the lighter. He was not pleased when she was shoved to the ground.

The man jumped into the fray wielding a nunchaku. The two wooden batons moved fluidly as if they were an extension of the man's body. Ruby Red was dazzled by the man's amazing display of rhythm and balance.

Jaws dropped as the cartoonish scene unfolded. The black-trench-coat-wearing hero connected his nunchaku with the temple of one of the assailants, knocking him out instantly. The last assailant drew a blade and managed a partial lunge toward the skilled martial artist. He quickly regretted the decision to move closer to the cyclone of timber. Seconds later, the assailant was badly bruised and ran for the exits.

"Wow. That was something else," Ruby Red said, looking up at the man who had saved the evening. Ruby Red was tending to the large man who had been victimized earlier.

After using zip ties to bind the wrists of the two troublemakers, the man introduced himself, "I am Demura." He lowered his head while smiling at Ruby Red.

"Hi, I am Ruby, Ruby Red," she said. "Thank you so much. I think you saved that guy's life over there."

"You hurled that bottle with some force at idiot number one over here," Demura chuckled, pointing toward a figure on the floor. "You like playing with fire, Ruby?"

"I did until that other guy knocked me down. I was looking for my lighter when you jumped in," Ruby Red answered. Ruby Red started to scan the floor. "I don't know where it went."

"Catch," Demura said, quickly tossing the titanium and brass firestarter toward Ruby Red. "This must be yours."

"Oh, wow," Ruby Red replied. "Thank you again. You sure have keen eyes."

"Especially for what is precious and unique," Demura observed as he looked intently at the beautiful woman in front of him. Her long hair dyed a blend of purple and crimson complemented her brown skin and attractive figure. Ruby Red's large bosom was barely contained by her custom-made peasant top. Her silk bra matched her hair color.

Ruby Red was used to the devouring stares she received from men but Demura's gaze gave her a jolt of nervous excitement. She blushed slightly as she realized the tussle caused her top to slip a bit. She was revealing even more cleavage than she normally did to ensure her tips were amongst the highest in the urban area.

Beatrice and Priscilla were running back and forth between the rooms while the two bouncers working the doors cleared the crowd out. "An ambulance and the police are on the way," Beatrice announced while wiping sweat from her forehead.

"I'm out. Nice meeting you," Demura announced as he abruptly turned away.

"Wait," Ruby Red called out. She grabbed Demura by the arm. "Where are you going? At least let me get you a drink on the house."

"I'm sorry. I'll take a rain check if that is alright. That is kind of you." Demura gently removed Ruby Red's hand from his arm. He held her hand in his and lowered his head to look straight into her eyes. "Don't mention the nunchaku."

Mesmerized by Demura's charm, Ruby Red gave him a big smile. "Yeah, sure. Sure thing."

"Good," Demura declared. He touched a fingertip to her nose and zipped out of the bar.

"Where's your prince going?" Priscilla asked noticing a glow on Ruby Red's face.

"He is not mine," Ruby Red replied. "I only just met him. His name is Demura,"

"Demura, eh?" Beatrice pondered. "I don't think I've seen him before. He's kind of cute and strong."

The police and ambulance arrived. The victim had regained consciousness, but was still in need of urgent care. He was rushed to the hospital as the police radioed in another ambulance for the two assailants who were now stirring and complaining.

"Looks like you got whacked pretty good and zipped tied. What happened here?" Officer O'Malley asked. "Who zip-tied these guys?"

"I did," Ruby Red answered as she stepped on hand of the man who pushed her down.

The man screamed. "Whoops, my bad." Ruby Red motioned Officer O'Malley, who appeared to be in charge, over to her.

Officer O'Malley, happily trampled the man on the floor, and followed her.

"Oh, don't listen to those guys. They were trying to beat the life out of the guy who is in the ambulance right now." Ruby Red smiled. "I hate bullies."

One of the two other officers, dealing with the two assailants announced, "Hey, I recognize this thug. Let's put them straight into the squad car. There is a warrant out for this one for sure. They don't need an ambulance."

One by one, the two men moaning on the floor were arrested and each placed in the back of separate police cruisers.

The officer speaking to Ruby Red took her statement. Ruby relayed what she saw, but left Demura out of the timeline. "That's right. I smashed one of those thugs with a lit oil lamp from one of the tables. The oil must have singed him a tad."

"I'll say, I can smell the burnt hair," Officer O'Malley laughed. "You are resourceful, I've got to hand it to you there. I can see why they knocked you down after that." Officer O'Malley noticed Ruby Red was starting to hesitate. "Don't worry you are not in trouble. Do whatever it takes. Just try not to kill the scum."

"Okay. We don't usually have fights like this. We don't want any trouble," Ruby said trying to look as innocent as she could. "It all happened so fast. After the guy pushed me down the crowd went wild. Bottles were flying at them and look at all these broken pool sticks. One of the creeps ran away."

The Officer O'Malley put out an alert for the third assailant. "Thank you Ruby. Sorry you had such a rough night. I will take a few more statements and we will be in touch if anything comes up."

Ruby Red did a good job of hovering around the officer. Pretending to be in a cleaning up frenzy, She managed to interrupt when one of the few witnesses that remained started to go into too much detail about the fight.

"What did you say you saw?" Officer O'Malley asked a regular called Sam.

Before Sam could finish his answer, Ruby Red bounced into the small round table Sam was leaning against. "Whoops, clumsy me," she announced. Sam turned toward Ruby and she flashed him a funny face.

Sam caught on. "I don't know, officer.. Wonder Woman showed up and saved the day."

"Very funny, wise guy," the officer said. "What are you some kind of yo-yo actor. You had me fooled, thinking you were eager to tell me something important. Wonder Woman I thought you said you saw a guy in a trenchcoat."

Sam smiled and winked at Ruby Red. "You know officer, Wonder Woman could have shown up. You never know. You just got to believe."

Officer O'Malley, clicking the top of his pen, sighed, "That's enough for now." He waved and took off in his patrol car.

The police radio crackled. "O'Malley, Trent here. The guy in my car is starting to bleed again. Jones is insisting we swing by the hospital."

"Let's get them both checked out. See you over there, over," Officer O'Malley blurted. He would rather let criminals be left with only the cement floor of the jail cell for comfort. Got to let the wayward feel the consequences of their actions was his motto.

"Looks like they are pretty banged up. Doc says it will be a few hours before they can be transported downtown," Officer Trent relayed to Officer O'Malley.

"Alright, One of you has to stay here. Tell Jones. He's got the hots for that nurse with the hot ass," Officer O'Malley said with a grin.

"Nurse Chloe, yeah Jones has been after her for a while, She's alright." Officer Trent observed. "Talk about nice tushes. I saw that bartender, who got pushed down tonight. Man, she was fine. Nice ass and those tits of hers. How did you keep a straight face?"

"It wasn't easy. Let me tell you," Officer O'Malley relayed. "You didn't hear her speak. Her voice was sexy as hell. She's got the whole package. Pouty lips and all."

"Huh," Officer Trent said as he began to rub his chin. "You got me thinking now. Doctor said the guy I brought in has a fractured jaw, a broken hand, and a broken nose."

"Get your mind out of the gutter," Officer O'Malley responded. "I already took her statement. They really should have cameras in that place."

"Oh yeah, cameras for sure." Officer Trent smiled. "Didn't you say they had oil lamps?"

"Fire inspections. Yes, Trent, now you're thinking," Office O'Malley uttered enthusiastically, "Shame if The Duck Pond Tavern had to close down for a month. Let's go."

By the time the patrol car made it back to The Duck Pond Tavern the lights were off.

Officers O'Malley and Trent rapped on the window as they spied one of the bouncers leaving the restroom. He was shirtless.

"Hey officers," the bouncer said greeting the officers. "We closed for the night after you left. What can I do for you?"

"Can we come in?" Officer Trent asked. "It's important."

"Sure, sorry you just caught me at a bad time," the bouncer, Joe, offered as an apology.

"Won't take long," Officer O'Malley declared. "Ruby Red still here?"

"No, her and Beatrice left already," Joe answered. "Just Priscilla, Hank, and I. They are in the pool room. What is going on?"

"Well, the pool room is what we came to talk to you about," Officer O'Malley answered.

Gagging noises could be heard coming from afar. "Fuck, your hard tonight!" Priscilla yelled. "I'm not sure who to guess yet."

"Bad timing," Joe smiled. "Kind of busy. I need to get back in there."

"Not so fast. We just checked online. This place was warned 6 months ago about not having oil lamps by fire department. If we note the state of your pool room in our report that won't be a warning it will count as a failed inspection," Officer Trent lied.

Joe looked puzzled. The gasping and gagging sounds grew louder in the background.

"Hate to bust up your little party," Officer O'Malley said snickering at Joe. "I would hate to see this placed get closed down for a month. Perhaps we can discuss some options."

"Damn, a month would ruin us. You can't let it slide. You caught a guy with a warrant," Joe reasoned.

"We are just doing our job. One of the guys had burns when we went to the hospital," Officer Trent explained.

"How about I let you have a peek back there," Joe offered. He had heard plenty of rumors and stories from his friends that worked at other bars.

"Now you are getting the picture," Officer O'Malley grinned.

The two officers quietly followed Joe up the stairs and across the top level. Joe directed the officers to take off the shoes before descending down the stairs to the pool room.

Priscilla was sitting on a chair in the center of the room between two pool tables.

"Took you long enough," Hank said to Joe after he put the head phones on Priscilla."I told you we would need more dildos for a good game." Hank unfurled his hand in a sweeping motion over the four fake silicone cocks that were arranged by size on a piece of black velvet cloth on top of the green pool table.

Joe quickly explained how the officers saw him coming out of the bathroom. "We're going to be fucked if we get cited for a failed inspection."

"What are you two up to now?" Priscilla asked as she motioned to take off the headphones.

"What do you think you are doing?" Joe asked. He caressed Priscilla's tits and pinched her nipples. "What we are doing is fixing to really punish you tonight for all your mistakes."

"Oh, you two and your toys don't scare me," Priscilla declared. She was feeling extra feisty. The full moon and the fight in the pool room earlier had her riled up. "What did you find out about me now?"

Priscilla started playing around with Hank after work about six months ago. Their encounters slowly evolved into a sex game they played a few nights a month. Hank would blindfold Priscilla and he would use a couple of dildos to play with her. The game was to see how well she could remember and guess the correct order in which she experienced the silicone rods.

Three months ago, Hank surprised Priscilla by adding a virtual reality headset and Joe into the mix. Priscilla was shocked and embarrassed at first. Fooling around with one co-worker was bad enough, but getting down with two of them was bound to lead to trouble. Hank and Joe played it cool. They insisted no one else knew and Priscilla gradually warmed up to the idea.

The virtual reality headset had Priscilla hooked. Guess the dildo got old pretty quick but not once Hank and Joe added the magic headset. Hank would give Priscilla a flash drive of four porns videos at a time. She would watch them on her own. When it came time to play in the pool room the VR headset would immerse her into one of the porns. The camera angles would all be different. At end of the session, Priscilla would have to guess which porn she had just experienced.

The game now had a new dimension as Hank selected different types of porn films to try and find out Priscilla's secret fantasies. She wasn't going to tell him anything. He had to carefully observe how she responded. Joe was in on both games as he passed suggestions along to Hank.

The mystery was often trying to figure out which of four videos should be selected for the VR headset experience. Priscilla would, at times, indicate if the four possibilities were moving in the right direction. To glean more feedback they would have really press her if they were correct in picking her favorite of the four.

"Are you taunting us?" Hank asked. "Let's see how well your guesses are after this. In terms of our guesses, we are onto you, you little slut," Hank used a remote to turn on the vibrator that been inserted into Priscilla's pussy earlier. Joe adjusted her Virtual Reality headset.

"Oh fuck. Fuck that vibrator is strong," Priscilla moaned. She a silicone cock rubbing on her arm and then another on her breasts. "Wow. This is overwhelming." Her mind was still grappling with Hank calling her a little slut. It was the first time he had done that. Maybe he was onto her she pondered with nervous excitement. Her reservations about Joe joining them were a distant memory. She enjoyed how they became more aggressive around each other.

"Enjoying the film?" Joe asked turning on the special microphone that piped into the virtual reality experience. "You are the star."

Hank waved the officers to step out of the shadows. "She can't hear us. I hope joining in on the fun here will take care of our worries."

"I'm sure it will," Officer Trent assured them as he unzipped his pants. He freed his cock and put Priscilla's hand on it. She spit on her hand stroking it.

"Wow, Joe you must be really hard," Priscilla whimpered as she prepared to take Officer Trent in her mouth. She continued to groan and squirm. The vibrator was getting to her and she was excited they picked the movie she liked best. The angles of Virtual Reality experience were vastly different but she could tell it was an interrogation scene. She was pretty sure it was the film about the tourist who gets in trouble with the law in another country.

"Maybe it is the film," Joe suggested. "This one has added features. The dildos will seem more real." The guys all looked at each other giving Joe's suggestion a bit thumbs up.

"Fuck. Fuck. This is a good one," Priscilla howled with lust. "Oh my God. Shit. I feel like I'm sucking off four fucking real cocks at once. Fuck. Fuck. I am fucking cummmmming." Priscilla shook like leaf in a rainstorm. She tried to remove the vibrator. Hank turned it off but held it place under pants.

"You like the film don't you?" Joe asked. He noticed Priscilla was far less reserved than usual. She was often not this relaxed until the end of a session.

"Fuck," Priscilla moaned as she nodded her head. Hank had her going on the vibrator again. "So many cocks. I'm so fucking horny. This one is I can tell is a dildo but the new ones you got feel amazingly real." Priscilla opened wide to take the large dildo Hank was pushing down her throat.

The video became more aggressive and Priscilla was soon cumming again. Having taken them each deep a few times, the guys started blasting cum all over Priscilla's nice rack. She moaned while rubbing her tits to end of the film. The officers exited before she removed the headset.

"How did you guys pull off all that extra cum?" Priscilla asked, still panting.

She looked around and looked intently at Joe and Hank trying to read their faces. They said nothing. Well where are the new dildos and the fake cum?"

"You guessed wrong," Hank answered as he teased. "And we guessed right. That is a double score for us."

"Yeah," Joe added with glee. "Almost gives us enough points to where those leather pants come off and we get to fuck you."

"Not happening," Priscilla responded laughing. "Seriously, guys how did you pull it off?"

"Virtual reality. I told you my pals at that start up are really getting creative. They might start paying us for our feedback," Joe said proudly. "I was going to wait to tell you but they really want you to come down and check out this virtual reality machine they are working on."

"Seriously?" Hank asked. He already knew Joe's friends were helping to jazz up what was already available in terms of virtual reality porn, but he didn't know they designed virtual reality chairs and simulators. "A virtual reality porn chair? That's fucking wild."

"Guys, what the fuck?" Priscilla demanded having trouble holding back her frustration. "You weren't supposed to tell anyone about our sessions."

"Don't worry, babes. They don't know who you are. And they don't have to that is why you'll be paid in cash." He handed them each an envelope. "They are serious about the money. This is just for all your help so far."

"Wow. There is over three thousand dollars in here," Priscilla proclaimed. "Have you been secretly video taping me blow banging you guys, or what? I don't get it."

"Look, they got a lot of money pushing the project right now but getting objective feedback is really tough," Joe explained. "Everyone they have hired either thinks the guys are plotting to fuck them, or they get excited about everything. Either way they rarely last a week."

"So I am the mystery girl with three months of data," Priscilla said. She saw the logic in what Joe was saying. She figured an idea like an adult-themed virtual reality chair would attract start up funding. Priscilla wasn't sure it was a good investment but she was darn curious to see and experience more enhanced version of her fantasies. The line between fantasy and reality was becoming so blurred she felt much less reserved about crossing over going for the real thing. "This will help me think about." Priscilla put the envelope into her bag.

"Cool," Joe responded. "You won't even have to meet them. Whenever you are ready let me know. I've got keys. Hank and I will take you over there. I can arrange for them not to be there."

"Whatever. What about tonight? You still haven't explained what went on?" Priscilla asked persisting and desperate to satisfy her curiosity.

"We made sure you atoned for using oil lamps in this room," Hank pointed out.

Priscilla took a while to catch on to what they were implying. When she did realize the officers from earlier in the evening had returned Hank and Joe were surprised how well Priscilla took it. She was oddly turned on by the idea of these cops, who seemed on the level, were willing to be devious in order to take advantage of her.

"Look how hot you are with all that cum on you," Joe said showing Priscilla his phone after taking a picture.

"I am deleting this," Priscilla said after sending the pic to herself. "Wow, good thing you picked the right movie. Otherwise I might be kicking you too right now.

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