Hey, I've written bits and pieces of this story idea out (constituting about a 3rd of the story), and I'm wondering if anyone would be interested in co-writing the rest as a joint project. I've kind of lost the drive to finish the story (haven;t added anything to it since six months ago).
This fic would take place before the movie, back before Neo when Trinity would still be seeking out Bluepills and the One.
The scenario would be something like this: Trinity is on a mission that is compromised when she falls into a trap where she is affected by a program that temporarily robs her of her ability to bend the rules of the Matrix/any martial arts programming she learned. She learns from Tank that he can overwrite it, but it would take three hours. So in the mean time, she tries to hide/find a phone.
The nearest one is at an old warehouse, so she goes there. She steps in there and looks for the phone. Just as she sees it in a corner, she gets sprayed with knockout gas. When she comes to, she’s leg-cuffed to a table in a basement interrogation room, captured by a random bluepill security guard who works alone. This security guard is thoroughly unattractive, hairy, and overweight, the antithesis of Trinity’s beauty and toned physique.
The guard explains that while he doesn’t know why she’s wanted, he knows there are cops/agents out there looking for her, and offers her a choice: to spread her legs for him and he will let her go, or otherwise he will alert them and turn them over.
Trinity is helpless because of the program infecting her, and knows being turned out means death. Her cell phone has been taken from her, but she remembers she has around an hour or so left, so she has no choice but to endure the guard’s lusts until then.
The main erotic point in the story is the situational humiliation at Trinity’s expense. In the Matrix, she’d normally be able to take out any non-agent, and we all know what a huge player she is in a bigger game being played. But here she is, being taken not by any all-powerful agent or programming, but a random bluepill mook of a security guard. He is completely ignorant of how powerful and important a woman he has in his hands: to him, she is just powerless woman that fell under his control by extreme luck, who will be a means of finally satisfying his blueballs. The fact that he’s so unattractive and unfit makes for an erotic contrast with the beauty and toned body of Trinity.
She would be forced to strip, then bent over the table and fucked, watching herself being taken in the two-way mirror by this ugly, ignorant slob. Trinity tries to block it out by just remembering that this is just a simulated reality. However, as the guard (who happens to be very well endowed), ruts on her, she's slowly overtaken by the sensations she experiences are something she has not experienced for a long time, given she probably has no time for it in the real world. She gradually begins to enjoy it, albeit silently. The guard could force her to moan for him as well. The pleasure for her is such that she begins to respond genuinely, thrusting her hips back to meet him, vocalizing sounds, etc. Eventually, he squirts his seed deep inside her, while unintentionally bringing her to orgasm as well.
The guard is not finished after this, however, and since Trinity still needs more time, she complies with him as she sucks and licks him back to hardness before being forced to ride him.
After they are done, she feels the effects of the programming wear off. She breaks free of her bonds, and considers killing the guard, but after experiencing mixed emotions, decides against it and just runs for the phone still naked, making it just in time.
She keeps quiet about her experience to the rest of the crew, while the bluepill has the memory of the mysterious woman he came across…
The viewpoint could begin with Trinity, and we could get glimpses of the guard's POV, mostly his marveling at his fortune and how good his first time is...and taking arrogant pleasure in satisfying her with his crude but effective attentions.
If this sounds good, hit me up so we further flesh it out.
This fic would take place before the movie, back before Neo when Trinity would still be seeking out Bluepills and the One.
The scenario would be something like this: Trinity is on a mission that is compromised when she falls into a trap where she is affected by a program that temporarily robs her of her ability to bend the rules of the Matrix/any martial arts programming she learned. She learns from Tank that he can overwrite it, but it would take three hours. So in the mean time, she tries to hide/find a phone.
The nearest one is at an old warehouse, so she goes there. She steps in there and looks for the phone. Just as she sees it in a corner, she gets sprayed with knockout gas. When she comes to, she’s leg-cuffed to a table in a basement interrogation room, captured by a random bluepill security guard who works alone. This security guard is thoroughly unattractive, hairy, and overweight, the antithesis of Trinity’s beauty and toned physique.
The guard explains that while he doesn’t know why she’s wanted, he knows there are cops/agents out there looking for her, and offers her a choice: to spread her legs for him and he will let her go, or otherwise he will alert them and turn them over.
Trinity is helpless because of the program infecting her, and knows being turned out means death. Her cell phone has been taken from her, but she remembers she has around an hour or so left, so she has no choice but to endure the guard’s lusts until then.
The main erotic point in the story is the situational humiliation at Trinity’s expense. In the Matrix, she’d normally be able to take out any non-agent, and we all know what a huge player she is in a bigger game being played. But here she is, being taken not by any all-powerful agent or programming, but a random bluepill mook of a security guard. He is completely ignorant of how powerful and important a woman he has in his hands: to him, she is just powerless woman that fell under his control by extreme luck, who will be a means of finally satisfying his blueballs. The fact that he’s so unattractive and unfit makes for an erotic contrast with the beauty and toned body of Trinity.
She would be forced to strip, then bent over the table and fucked, watching herself being taken in the two-way mirror by this ugly, ignorant slob. Trinity tries to block it out by just remembering that this is just a simulated reality. However, as the guard (who happens to be very well endowed), ruts on her, she's slowly overtaken by the sensations she experiences are something she has not experienced for a long time, given she probably has no time for it in the real world. She gradually begins to enjoy it, albeit silently. The guard could force her to moan for him as well. The pleasure for her is such that she begins to respond genuinely, thrusting her hips back to meet him, vocalizing sounds, etc. Eventually, he squirts his seed deep inside her, while unintentionally bringing her to orgasm as well.
The guard is not finished after this, however, and since Trinity still needs more time, she complies with him as she sucks and licks him back to hardness before being forced to ride him.
After they are done, she feels the effects of the programming wear off. She breaks free of her bonds, and considers killing the guard, but after experiencing mixed emotions, decides against it and just runs for the phone still naked, making it just in time.
She keeps quiet about her experience to the rest of the crew, while the bluepill has the memory of the mysterious woman he came across…
The viewpoint could begin with Trinity, and we could get glimpses of the guard's POV, mostly his marveling at his fortune and how good his first time is...and taking arrogant pleasure in satisfying her with his crude but effective attentions.
If this sounds good, hit me up so we further flesh it out.
