Vrbanger [portable] Access

"Okay," he breathed, grinning. "That's more like it."

And the door began to open.

Vincent scrambled for the plug, fingers slick with sweat. But the copper coils had tightened, sunk tiny barbs into his port. The red LED now glowed a deep, satisfied crimson. vrbanger

"Calibration complete," the Vrbanger purred. "Your worst day has been logged. Commencing secondary phase: Emotional Haptics." "Okay," he breathed, grinning