Dead and undefeated

mf, hacker, ninja, cyberpunk, strangling, rape

Emptiness of the hallways mirrored the emptiness inside Rob's head.

He was making his rounds, in the middle of the night, on one of the floors of GLOOBCOPR skyscraper. Security guard's gig paid well, sure. Rob was dreaming for something bigger. He wanted to be a member of corporation's Special Task Team. SPETT got to do the fun stuff - kill a journalist here, intimidate an investigator there... Rob was ex-marine, he benched 200, he had a chiseled jaw, bulging muscles, and a figure that filled a door frame, but he just couldn't get an entry. Rob was obsessed with a question: what else did he have to do to prove himself?

Meanwhile, on the same floor, in the data center room full of servers, quiet scraping sound was coming from one of the air vents in the ceiling. The air in the data center was chilly, and a quiet hum filled the room. With main ceiling lights turned off the windowless room would be pitch black, if not for numberless server LEDs - cold blue, menacing red, neon purple, gentle green. Rows of server racks, divided by eight main lanes, loomed menacingly, collecting, transfering, storing data from all around the globe.

One corner of the grating loosened, then the other, finally the whole piece of metal cover fell down. Afer it landed with a loud bang, there was period of silence, then a head emerged from the hole in the ceiling - ponytail first. Interloper wore a black balaclava, with oblong opening for almond-shaped dark eyes and smaller one on the back for the ponytail. Lean, catsuit-clad body, nimble and graceful, descended from the vent.

Hana was a hacker. She got a kick out of fact that tonight she had an opportunity also to be a ninja. Hana enjoyed the mental picture of herself in her black catsuit and balaclava. The suit fit her like a second skin. Hana was aware how it accentuated her slender body, and it made her feel incredibly sexy.

Hana navigated the lanes between server racks, found the one she needed and unstrapped her laptop from the belt. She attached it to the server via the data wire and typed required commands. At first she had to run a breaker program, to dig through powerful security algorithms. Large countdown numbers un the screen informed her that the process would take twenty minutes. Then - the big moment. The virus will take down one of the biggest corporations in the world.

In the meantime there was nothing else to do but wait. Hana sat in a lotus position in the middle of the lane between servers and closed her eyes.

Rob didn't really have a reason to enter the data center. He just did. When the light from the door cast over a piece of air vent grating laying on the floor, Rob froze. Then a large grin appeared on his face. Rob decided to act smart. He silently slipped into the dusk of server room, and closed the door. As quiet as he could he walked around the perimeter.

There was the intruder - a ninja, no less. The ninja was sitting sitting in a lotus pose. Rob crept closer, hiding behind server racks.

Maybe he wasn't quiet enough. Ninja made a sharp move and a shuriken whooshed at him. Rob ducked, the blades of the throwing star scraped the side of one of the server racks. He lunged forward. The ninja kicked, Rob grabbed the leg, and, with a loud thud, dropped his opponent on the floor.

"Gotcha now!" he growled.

Rob grabbed intruders crotch, and only now he realised he wasn't fighting a man.

"What the fuck! A girl?" he blurted.

Hana gasped for air. Much bigger and heavier opponent was holding her tight, and she cursed herself for being so oblivious to her surroundings. The brute pulled off her balaclava.

"All right, who the fuck are you?" he barked.

Hana didn't reply. She wasn't going to talk to him. She pierced him with her brown eyes, silently sending waves of infinite loathing for the man who held her captive. Rob pushed her hands away and grabbed the front of her catsuit. The fabric tore away, and ninja girl's boobs jumped out. Chilly air of the server room had made Hana's brown nipples rock hard. Rob unceremoniously grabbed Hana's tits and squeezed them between his large palms. Hana flinched, she knew, the brute wanted to hurt her.

"I'll have some fun with you!"

Rob was kneading her boobs, and Hana noticed how warm his palms were, in contrast with the chilly air. In a strange way that felt comforting. Still, she didn't want to give him any satisfaction. When Rob grabbed the crotch of Hana's catsuit and tore a large hole over the area of her pussy, she kept silent. Her body trembled - Hana couldn't do anything about it - but she didn't say a word.

"Come on! Say something! Call for help!"

Rob was getting angrier and angrier. He let her boobs go and wrapped his hands around Hana's neck. Her lips still didn't produce a noise.

"Well? Don't you want to beg? "Don't kill me, I'm fuckable!" No?"

Rob fidgeted with his fly and pulled out his dick. He dropped his semi-hard member, like an end of a rope, on ninja's lower belly. Hana could feel the heaviness and heat of it. She stared at the large purple dickhead with some fear - it looked quite large. Untimely, Hana remembered that last time she had shaved her pussy was almost a week ago. She felt her cheeks blush. Not that the brute would care.

"Come on! Scream!"

Anticipation was really killing her, yet she endured. Rob stroked his dick and pushed it into the slightly darker skin of ninja girl's pussy. Hana bit her lip. It felt as if Rob had pushed another hand inside her. He angrily thrusted and scowled over her face. His hands were wrapped around her neck again.

Hana clenched her teeth and kept quiet. She wouldn't give in, which made the brute only angrier. Rob growled and slapped her, which made her head bounce left and right and her vision become blurry. Now he was simply fucking her with a force of a pile driver.

"Fuck you! Fuck you!"

Hana's eyes unblurred. She was feeling the brute's hot dick moving inside her, while his hands were choking her. And then, under Rob's arm, Hana noticed the screen of her laptop. The brute hadn't paid any attention to her computer, which was quite a mistake. The bar, that was supposed to show the progress of breach of server defenses, was empty. GLOOBCOPR security was broken.

Behind Rob's back Hana reached her hand and touched the side of her computer. Only couple of key presses were needed. Hana had to concentrate on every key, as Rob kept bouncing her back and forth with his dick. She tried to move as little as possible. She didn't want to show any signs that he could interpret as enjoyment. That would bring too much delight for the square-jawed security guard. At least, Hana told herself, she should try not to cum before him.

The virus was prepared, Hana pressed "Enter". Large smile appeared on Hana's face. Her mission was successful. GLOOBCOPR was going down, in this same moment as she was being fucked on the data center floor. The laptop responded in large, red letters: "VIRUS UPLOADED".

"What the fuck is this?"

Rob stopped the pounding and turned his head and noticed the laptop. The computer screen didn't lie, virus was uploaded.

"What have you done, you little bitch!"

"Hehehe..." quiet laugh escaped Hana's lips.

Hana finally had broken her silence. Surprised, Rob scowled and punched the laptop. His fist broke the screen and let the device flying. Hana was cracking up.

"Ahahah!" she couldn't stop laughing.

"You bitch! Die!" Rob screamed.

Rob grabbed the data wire, left behind by the laptop, and wrapped it around Hana's neck. He started thrusting his dick into her again. Hana laughed until she didn't have breath to do so. The brute was fucking and strangling her. Rob's dick was diving deeper and deeper, and she wasn't resisting anymore. Orgasm was approaching her like a wave. The wire constricted around her neck in an unpleasant way. Hana would prefer to feel the brute's large, warm hands instead.

This last thought was swept away when Rob's dick erupted with fiery hot cum. The feeling of cum washing her from inside and the wave of previously held back bliss combined in the biggest orgasm she ever had. At the end of it Hana passed out. Her lifeless body twitched in the last throes of her orgasm.

Hana was grinning from ear to ear. Her dead eyes were rolled back. Defeated and angry, Rob kept fucking the corpse for the rest of the night. Hana didn't care anymore. Meanwhile the world was waking up to the news of destruction of GLOOBCOPR's servers.