In the near future humanity has designed many ways to combat a rising population and limited resources. One way is Digital Dominion. Your mind is uploaded into a fully functional computer generated world while your body is destroyed. Once inside you can live any life you choose. Digital Dominion is broken into various worlds including Fantasy, Circus, Small Town, Jungle and Cartoons. Assisting humanity are purely artificial beings known as NPCs. (Non-Playable Characters). To keep hackers out and the citizens inside in line the Dominion counts on the brave men and women of the internal police department Firewall.
"Our man's name is Garza," the captain announced to the assembled men and women.
They were the highly trained officers of Firewall. For those of you not in 'the know' Firewall is the security division for Digital Dominion. It is there sacred task to prevent the mental-digital constructs that took up residence in their from violating any of the rules. At least that's what the handbook I've been studying says. I have been in training for this day for months. I hadn't been out of the academy long when we caught the Garza case.
"Geoffrey Garza has been pushing AP_00337 all through out the Cartoon Zone."
AP_00337 was a temporary patch residents could upload into their code to simulate a chemical high. It was also dangerously addictive. Thus it was informally known as The Heroine Code.
"Intel has it he's running his outfit from Drawn this Way."
Drawn this Way was a seedy sex club for guys (or gals, no judging) to bang cartoon characters for cash. It was created by a coder with a thing for Jessica Rabbit. Over thirty copies of the curvaceous cartoon called the place home.
"We need to catch him in the act so Special Agent Rabbit is going in undercover."
A copy of Jessica Rabbit in a skintight blue police uniform stood up.
"She will service Garza's men, gathering info on his crimes. Each night we will download everything she sees."
The wholly computer generated people in Digital Dominion (referred to as NPCs) can transfer (or as they called it download) their files into a human brain.
"Don't the girls have to live in the club 24/7? How are supposed to download her unnoticed? The whole club is monitored at all times," another agent pointed out.
"The girls are allowed to keep young men as pets," Agent Rabbit answered, "my partner will be my pet until the end of the op."
"Partner? You haven't had a partner since the accident."
"Our rookie has been assigned to her."
Me? I was Jessica Rabbit's new partner?
"He will be locked in her room at all times. They will mask the download as sex. When we get what we need he will hit the panic button and we bust Garza."
The next day, as planned, he met Jessica one block away from the club.
"I'm really glad to be working with you ..." I started.
"Strip, now."
"OK."
I pulled off all my clothes. Jessica then locked a collar and leash around my neck. Then she stripped off her uniform, wow, and donned her iconic red dress.
"Come along pet."
She led me into the club. We, well she, sauntered past the crowd and into one of the bedrooms. She shoved me onto the bed kissing me passionately.
"They are watching us at all times. We can't fake anything. You are my sex slave. Who knows when you'll be set free. I suggest you surrender immediately. It'll make your new life much more enjoyable. Now let's break this cover in, we've got work to do tomorrow."
She ravished me for the first of many nights to come.
Week One
God I was so bored. I thought going undercover would be exciting. No, I just naked on a bed all day. The shackle on my leg attached to the foot of the giant bunny head shaped bed allowed me to reach the nearby bathroom and that was about it. There was no TV, no radio, nothing to entertain myself with. Not even Jessica's arrival could improve my day. She was a no nonsense woman who went straight to work each morning and proceeded right back at the end of her shift. Her prime concern was downloading her ocular files into me.
To cover this transfer from prying eyes behind the club's security cameras the exchange was done when we had sex. that should have been the highlight of my day. I mean I was having sex with Jessica Rabbit! Daily! The reality however fell flat. Her prime concern was the transfer. As soon as it was done so was I. So I got a little screwing and exactly zero orgasms. As soon as she finished we went to bed. Why? While I slept the data she downloaded processed as dreams. They could be read by an agent on the outside of the club posing as a homeless man. He was stationed right outside our room.
I watched my partner as she served drinks and flirted with the customers. I also had to watch her screw criminals to keep her cover. So yeah, torture. Garza was careful though. He only talked about running the club, never his criminal activities. It seemed my nightmare was never going to end.
Sunday the club was closed. Jessica spent all day in her room. She spent the whole day sitting in bed reading. She barely even registered I was there. Plus there was no sex, so there was that.
Week Two
Wednesday came and I finally got my chance. Jessica winced when she climbed onto the bed.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing."
"Come on, tell me."
"Why?"
"It's not like either of us have anywhere to go."
"It's my foot. These damn heels are killing me."
"Here, let me help."
"You'd do that?"
"Of course."
Hesitantly she placed her slender foot into my waiting hand. Slowly I began rubbing my thumbs in circles on the sole of her foot. I worked over the beautiful appendage. Soon enough she was moaning in pleasure at my touch. After about thirty minutes we stopped and began the download. This time however something strange happened. When we were finished she pulled me close resting my head on her breasts. She did this every night for the rest of the week.
When Sunday came Jessica went back to reading. This week however she had me message both her feet while she did. Now I have to admit I have a foot fetish so I was loving this. Maybe a little too much. I started sucking on her toes. We both tensed up. Then she relaxed and pushed her foot into my mouth. I worshiped them late into the night eventually falling asleep with one in my mouth.
Week Three
Once a month Garza chose his three favorite girls giving them and their slaves a day at the spa. Jessica was chosen. She was getting closer to Garza. Soon she would be able to gather the Intel we needed. That gave me a strange mix of feelings. On the one hand I was proud of her and her hard work. On the other it meant our time together would soon come to an end which depressed me. I couldn't think about that now. Now I had to help Jessica keep her cover.
Our first stop was the spa. The women sat around wearing nothing but towels sweating their cares away while we sat under those towels stuck to their skin by that sweat. If felt amazing. After a while Jessica began absent minded stroking my hair. I think I purred a little at that.
