The Found Phone.

[Five_Inch_Heels]

Or tablet, notebook PC, whatever.

You find a device, you are able to get into it and find all sorts of fun pictures and maybe some stories. But no names, addresses or other identifiers. The Private Dick in you decides to dig further and becomes determined to find the owner.

What kind of hijinks ensue?

 

[OnlyHappyEndings]

MC buys an abandoned storage locker on a whim. Contains some interesting items, some mundane. MC finds an old medium format camera and, again on a whim, sends the film to a lab that can develop it.

Well, the film has spicy images of a woman in a state of duress. The authorities are called and the woman is identified as a dancer/actress who disappeared some time ago.

MC is questioned and while not flatly accused, is still a person of interest. MC decides that the best course is to try and solve the mystery, plunging into a world of seamy and dangerous adult entertainment, starting by researching the people who rented the storage unit.

 

[KindredFlame]

Interesting concept, strange there are no contacts in the phone. Could it be some other device. Maybe an old style Palm Pilot or something?

 

[KittyOfSteele]

Hmm...

Both my PIs would look outside of the focus. If we're talking about modern devices, taking a look at the metadata on pictures and videos is a piece of cake, especially if it is a phone that had the GPS enabled / the option of putting in the coordinates in the metadata when the pictures were taken. If there's no useful metadata, they'd fully go in into stuff like what are they wearing, how do they sound like, how do they look like, is it possible to see something in the background, can they be geolocated. Anything to narrow it down so that they don't have to print out a screenshot and go all over the city going "have you seen this people?" with every passerby.

Stories can give further context.

The same would go for older devices, minus the cookie crumbs. I'd say digital breadcrumbs, but the coding of my milennial brain can't negate nerd puns.

As for hijinks... I don't know. Both of my PIs are unhinged enough to even use sex as a tool for investigation. If they're working together on this, that is going to bring up some tensions because they are friendly rivals. There's certainly at least one person with a gun whose intention is to keep these things under wrap, and probably thinks of the PIs as thieves or extorters rather investigators looking for the owner of this. It could also be a trap set up by a mob. Hell, the girl in the pictures might be mafia princess in the nude, or a hooker who knows too much. At this point I just stopped being an erotica writer and went full on Raymond Chandler on this.

Now I'm thinking about either of them, or both, finding something like this in the middle of a case, and dealing with more crooked individuals instead of the original one. Or somehow linking it to the original, even if they originally had nothing to do with it.

 

[KindredFlame]

You are obviously an tec expert of some kind. I thought an older device might just negate the no names aspect.

 

[Five_Inch_Heels]

Some people keep secondary devices for private things and make it a point not to have contacts on it.

 

[KindredFlame]

Very true. Never thought of that idea

 

[KittyOfSteele]

There is one identifier that smartphones have if they're on Android or iOS: the email account. It could be a bogus email, but at least Google is hardening restrictions on people making another Gmail account.

 

[StillStunned]

How about a digital camera with the memory card still in it?

 

[Husky_Embrace]

All contacts are stored on the (e-)sim. The phone is wiped from a distance, but it didn't go well. Only the sim and a few other data is removed.

The unlock screen stares at our protagonist, and they notice a "V" in the dirt on the phone. It is the unlock code! It opens to the treasure trove of pictures, videos and feeds.

The things the phone owner read and listened to are exactly our protagonist's taste. They feel a spark with someone they haven't met.

The pictures often feature a cute person, who they assume is the owner of the phone. They can recognise landmarks, and start going there. It is a facination, part of them hoping to meet someone who is on their same level.

It becomes an obsession, going through loads of data, looking at their stored pictures, metadata and other. Who is this person? Why are they so damn cute? Can they meet and hit it off?

Then things change. There is a secure folder. They've not opened it for a pretend privacy. They do open it at a moment of pretend weakness. In truth their drive to know more is too much to bear.

Is it another V to unlock? No. It isn't. They should not pry. They put it away.

But maybe...? They try an upside down V. It works! The secure folder opens.

Oh boy. It is a privacy nightmare of there ever was one. Spicy pictures and video's. When they go back further there are dark sex scenes. Is the phone owner in a relationship? Is this a one night stand? It is over a year ago. Though there were still more daring pictures. Is that for themselves? Were they sending those?

Eventually they meet. A chance encounter while running in the park? Maybe at the supermarket? They might've lived pretty close by, but just happened to miss each other. How the fuck do you react? I've seen you naked. I've invaded your privacy because I'm certain we will work together. Are you still in a relationship? I've seen you do stuff most people only share with their most trusted.

Do they hit it off? Can they stick the landing by knowing so much about the other? Casually mentioning a podcast, a concert or a preference for a certain food?

Will their own phone finally get some pictures they've earned, and not stolen? Will they make a video together?

 

[KindredFlame]

How about a digital camera with the memory card still in it?

I love this idea, maybe the photo on it are so intriguing that the person who finds it is erotically interesting in meeting the person who took such personal photos of so many. All they have todo is find them.

 

[Andreas_Kreuz]

What is so bad about having contacts? After all, the finder and owner must get into contact at some stage.

Maybe the finder recognizes some of the people in raunchy situations among the contacts. So the finder starts to call these people. This can lead to lots of fun encounters, and then a kind of "who knows what" game ensues.

 

[ChuckWolf]

I'm assuming that the Investigating Character (IC) is also turned on by the pics.

The IC is able to recognize local landmarks from the backgrounds of outside camera shots and/or the window views of interior camera shots, perhaps with the assistance of a tech person.

The IC goes to some of those areas hoping to see the people in the pictures, but their snooping has not gone unnoticed...

At some point the phone rings or a text is sent and the person on the other side instructs the investigator to meet at a bar (that happens to be on the bad side of town)

At the bar, the IC has a drink, but unbeknownst to him/her, the bartender/waitress has drugged their drink...

The IC wakes up naked as well as restrained in elaborate rope-bondage with pullies that allow the captor to position the captive IC in any physical position they wish. The IC is aware that their is an audience of shadowy people observing all this.

If the IC is male, his cock and balls have been tied with laces that will constrict around his manhood if it grows, preventing orgasm.

Turns out, this phone or the owner or the people in the pics are somehow connected to this elite and very secret, Eyes Wide Shut-esque organization of powerful and influential sexual dominants who are observing his/her predicament

The IC is/was REALLY in over their head.

The Elegant Hostess (in my mind, Helen Mirren-type, old or young) politely asks the IC about why he/she has the phone and who else knows about it?

The IC is silent.

The Hostess smiles, claps her hands and, upon that signal, a half-dozen Interrogation-Slaves descend upon the IC.

The Interrogation-Slaves are very-well trained in the erotic arts and use their talents to arouse and bring him/her to the edge of orgasm them (and/or tickle them with fingers, togues and feathers) and do this mercilessly until the IC finally breaks (either desperate to cum and/or needing a break from the unbearable tickling), telling the Hostess the information.

Satisfied, the Hostess tells the IC to pay attention to what the slaves do to him/her, as he/she will be joining them and this will be his/her first day of training. The Hostess nods and the Interrogation-Slaves bring the IC to a powerful orgasm and the story can end here or continue on with the IC's new life as a sex-slave and perhaps learning more about the mysteries involved in this scenario.

 

[Five_Inch_Heels]

Drugged?

No. Never.

 

[ChuckWolf]

Drugged?

No. Never.

Well, you write your story and I'll write mine.

EDIT: If a Mod feels that my premise breaks the rules of the site or stretches them, give me a heads up and I'll make the necessary changes.

 

[One_ping_only]

Some people keep secondary devices for private things and make it a point not to have contacts on it.

My wife and I used to have an older phone used just to take our naughty photos and kept it stored on said old phone which we ofc kept hidden in our drawer with her toys. No contacts or anything else on it but our gallery.

We kinda gave up on using it and just simply use our current device's hidden folders and whatnot instead.