Ray was all in now. Not because he was interested in his creation, Only Furs, but because he wanted to find a way out of the simulation.
He knew that Priya was a powerful witch within the real world. All he had to do was unleash her power somehow. But until then he navigated her chats on the platform, and had to usually watch her streams as well.
Priya went by Priya as she was both exotic and wanted to present herself like that. She was a witch in the real world, but in the simulation, she presented herself as a werewolf.
This also had to do with her pubic hair. She seldom shaved it off and allowed it to grow in its natural state. This was because she thought men were tired of their partners' shaved pussies. She was unique and wanted to be renown as such.
Ray painstakingly watched the livestream. Not painstakingly because he was gay but because he had seen those scenes play out a hundred times already.
Priya rubbed her clit which couldn't even be seen due to all the hair she had. The viewer must have just rubbed one off but he wanted more. So he sent a message that he wanted a physical session.
Ray already knew who this guy was and he was a regular customer of Priya's. He would always want to be dominated by her.
So, Ray set up a rendezvous that night.
**
"Hi Harry." Priya welcomed Ray's boyfriend into her hotel suite.
The room was majestic but it cost nothing to Ray as he was a millionaire. Harry was there to recheck the cameras. To be clear this was not an extortion scheme. Ray and Harry needed to keep Priya safe from dangerous clients. The weirdos she could handle on her own. She knew how to fulfil their darkest fantasies.
"Hi James." Priya welcomed her regular customer at the doorway.
"It's Bond, James Bond." He always said this and he was always in a suited attire.
Priya never once wondered what his real name was even though he was tall and handsome, and most probably her type when she wasn't all dolled up and roleplaying.
James Bond liked to start the foreplay by going down on her. She was pushed gently onto the silky sheets on the bed. James licked her clit gently but increased his speed when Priya moaned. He didn't mind the pubic hair like most of her clients, because that wasn't what their partners, girlfriends, or wives had.
Next he reclined upon the satin sheets, his chest rising and falling with anticipation. His arousal strained visibly against his tailored trousers, but when Priya reached for his belt, he caught her wrist with gentle firmness.
Their eyes locked in silent communication before he guided her hips toward him, his fingers pressing into the soft flesh above her thighs.
Understanding his desire, she moved to position herself above him, her wild hair cascading down like a dark curtain between them as she slowly lowered herself onto his waiting form.
When they were spent and lying next to each other laughing. James suggested something new. "I want to try something."
Priya was exhausted but she knew she needed the extra dough. "What is it, dear?"
And she knew he was a submissive so she most probably had to do most of the work.
"Can I choke you?"
**
Ray choked on his ramen noodles.
He and Harry were in a surveillance room not far from Priya's suite.
"Did he just say he wanted to choke her?" Harry giggled.
Ray put down his ramen noodles cup on to the table.
"Whatever makes him hard, I guess." Ray said nonchalantly but deep down even he was excited to witness this transformation in James Bond.
**
Priya reclined upon the satin sheets, she was so used to being a dominant that it felt nice that she was on the submissive end for once.
James choked her gently. "Is that okay?"
Priya gasped. "More than okay. It's perfect."
His fingers tightened around her throat—gentle pressure becoming a vise grip that crushed her windpipe. Priya's eyes flew wide as oxygen abandoned her lungs. The room darkened at the edges. Behind James's placid smile, something cold and reptilian gazed back at her. This wasn't pleasure. This was murder.
The door slammed open, luckily it didn't take much time as the boyfriends had the keycard. They both easily manoeuvred James off of Priya, well at least Harry did as he was the stronger one of the two.
They threw him off the bed and onto the floor.
Ray took out James's wallet from his pants pocket. He seized all the cash which must have been in the thousands of dollars and threw the wallet back at James.
"We won't be seeing you again." Ray warned.
James looked like he was about to strike back, but when Harry lifted his muscular shoulders, James retreated and ran away exiting the room.
In all the commotion the boyfriends didn't notice Priya's coughing.
They sat next to her and the next thing they knew - Priya slapped Ray hard across the face.
"What was that for?!" Ray asked rubbing his cheek.
"I could've handled him." Priya said still gasping for air.
Harry didn't know what to say.