Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consentual or reluctant sex.
The #metoo movement is helping to right many wrongs in our society, but it is also making it much more difficult for men and women to interact, especially in flirting or casual pickup situations. But modern technology is always ready to offer a solution to any problem.
This is a story of a reluctant-style gang bang. All characters are over 18 and all actions are completely consensual.
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WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life.
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Janet Bryce felt the pendant on her necklace vibrate slightly and she knew that they were near. It still wasn't too late to stop this. All she had to do was press the panic button on her watch or say aloud, "Sisi, cancel." She could also bring everything to a stop by just repeating the word "cancel" four times. But instead she just took a deep breath and kept walking. She could have said, "Sisi yes," but she didn't have to for things to move forward.
There were several commands which the watch would respond to, all of which began with "Sisi." Sisi is actually a girl's name in some African countries, but it is also CC which is short for Completely Consensual, one of the fastest growing apps in the western world.
Sisi technically isn't an app since it operates only on proprietary CC equipment. There is always a watch, slightly smaller in the female version, though some men wear the smaller unit and some women wear the larger one. Then there is the necklace. For women, there is a choice between a pendant style which hangs on a small chain around the neck or a choker style which wraps around the neck with a thin, black or white, elastic band that closes with Velcro in the back. For men the pendant chain is slightly thicker and more masculine. The choker style is also larger with a thicker band. Again, some women wear the men's version, though on a woman, the man's choker pendant looks very much like a dog-- or slave-- collar.
Sisi was an entrepreneurial response to the crisis created by the #metoo movement. Yes, there had been excesses-- on both sides-- for decades, if not centuries, but the crushing weight of so many great men-- and a few great women-- being brought to account for their sexually abusive practices caused a quantum change in the way men approached women... and in the way women approached men. Mostly it was a good change, but there were also some serious negative changes.
Men were afraid to speak to a woman in public. A compliment, intended to perhaps be an opening for conversation, could be misconstrued and posted on social media along with the man's picture and the word "creep," or worse "predator." Men were so afraid of unwarranted retribution that it was to the point that many pretty women were sitting alone in bars and had to buy their own drinks. And many horny women often went home alone or with the girlfriends they came with.
Enter "Completely Consensual." You used your phone or a computer to load your preferences for the night. There was no swipe left or swipe right. You indicated what type of man or woman you were looking for and what kind of sex you desired. Then if someone who met your criteria was near, your pendant buzzed slightly. If they were very near, as in alongside you, your pendant gave a green glow to indicate that things could proceed. It also glowed red if someone who did not meet your criteria was next to you. Both parties could see the other's pendants. There could be no misunderstandings. If either changed their minds upon seeing the other, they could hold a button on their watch while saying, "Sisi, yes," or "Sisi, no," and change the color displayed for that particular person. With Sisi, everything would be Completely Consensual. Some bars were even advertising "Sisi nights" where a watch and pendant were required for admittance.
Janet was wearing the female version of the Sisi watch, but the male version of the collar. On her it did look very much like a slave collar. Janet was not a slave to anyone, but she was a slave to her need for sex. There had been a time when all she had to do was go to a bar and look available. She knew that her drinks for the night would be free and she would be going home with some hunky and virile man. Some evenings, she would even have a quickie... or two... in the back of the bar or the back of a car before settling on her choice for the evening. But recently, men have been avoiding her as they have been avoiding all women. And regardless of how much you paid for it, a vibrator was not the same as a man... or a woman.
She wasn't yet to the point of standing up in a bar and screaming, "I need sex," but she was very close such drastic action when one of her girlfriends showed her Sisi. The pendant and watch were a tad expensive and the monthly service fee was well beyond Janet's budget, but if you agreed to "unmask" your security footage, the devices were much cheaper. And if you agreed to "non-altered" distribution, they were free.
The pendant acted as a body cam. In case something happened, you were secure in knowing that your blind date's face was recorded on Sisi's security servers. Of course, with two body cams recording-- actually four since the watches also recorded-- with four body cams continuously recording, a lot more than faces ended up on Sisi's servers.
If you agreed to have your security footage unmasked, that meant that Sisi could use it, along with AI modification of your face, to create videos which it sold on the net under several different names. There was always two green dots in the bottom corner of the screen indicating that both parties had agreed to the unmasking. If either-- or both-- parties had agreed to non-altered, the green dot would be replaced by a green dash. Green dash videos were, of course, for the premium channels only. And double green dash videos cost even more. Janet was wearing a free pendant and paid nothing for the monthly service.
She had used it twice before, but somehow those two encounters did little to relieve her sexual tensions. Both men had been sweet and handsome and virile and had taken her to orgasm. But she wanted to be fucked senseless, not made love to. She hadn't realized that for her that quickie... or two or three... was a necessary part of a full sexual release. She needed multiple partners.
