Naturally , Cirox was yet to meet with Dr Suzzie and give his feedback, Yen sparked a charge unexpected within Cirox,so whatever he had planned in his beautiful twisted sadistic mind obviously revolved around it,Cirox was planning has planned his scheme and put in place a plan that he sought to make millions and still play out his newly acquired fetish.
He arrives with Varrio at the Velvet circuit dressed in black and a little too excited.
Suzzie's bodyguards all Their frames are layered with composite plating over synthetic musculature, giving them a lean, predatory strength. Articulated servos whisper in their joints as they move with a predator's grace, again one of Suzzie's revolutionary inventions,
they are welcomed into the boardroom and Cirox begins his presentation.
"Let's be blunt. Your inventions here, the synaptic pleasure modules, the dermal sensitivity weavers, this entire suite of… experiential architecture, it's genius. It's the next decade of immersive interface. And it's rotting in this warehouse. Why? Because the mainstream markets are gate kept by ethics boards and shareholders who faint at the word "augmentation." The real market, the lucrative frontier, is controlled by the syndicates, the Yakuza, the Triads, the new-money cartels. They have the clientele, bored billionaires with dying empathy, seeking the ultimate thrill. They have the distribution. And they have no interest in sharing with an independent operator.
So, here is my solution,
Step One: The Raw Material.
My network has access to a consistent, disposable, and silent stream of labour: bond-criminals from the collapsed Euro-Reclamation Zones. Their debts are sold for pennies. They are ghosts. We offer them a choice: die in a debtors' pit or sign a new contract. A contract for a second life.
Step Two: The Transformation.
This is where you shine, Suzzie. We don't just give them new limbs. We use your technology. We automate them into masterpieces, We tailor them. Male, female, non-binary, customized to the most exquisite, specific tastes of the Tokyo elite. They become living sculptures of pleasure, powered by your synaptic systems. Your inventions become their nervous system.
Step Three: The Destination.
I have secured backing for a flagship establishment in Tokyo's Shinjuku sector,The Gilded Circuit. It will be the most exclusive, deniable club in the world. Our transformed individuals are the main attraction. They are the drink, the dance, and the dream. Varrio with his unique talents for logistics and… persuasion… will be the perfect assistant to manage the transition, ensure the material arrives smoothly, and that our finished products are compliant.
You, Suzzie, you will become our Chief Architect. Your workshop becomes our R&D wing. Every piece of tech in every one of our assets is yours. The Gilded Circuit is your live catalog. The syndicates won't just buy from you; they'll beg for licensing deals. We bypass the gates. We become the source.
In return, I get your genius, and Varrio's unwavering oversight. You get a global, shadow market platform for your life's work, protected and propagated by the very networks that currently lock you out.
We are not selling devices. We are selling baptized experiences. We are giving ghosts a purpose, the elite a new paradise."
Cirox lets the silence hang, his eyes shifting between Suzzie's calculated gaze and Varrio's impenetrable stare.
"And you promise equal profit share of all profits, yes?" Suzzie asks
"I that's your worry consider it done" Cirox confirms
Varrio on the other hand can't help but notice Cirox downplaying his influence on this plan, Ciroxs' scheme has new become obvious to him, he wishes to get Suzzie distracted when working on his new plan while Varrio studies and understands Her ways of working, he is displeased.
After the two agree on this deal, in comes their celebration
" if we are going to work together, we might as well share a drink or more if you'd like," she orders the bodyguards to let some of the girls in and there she was Yen in a perfect red latex bondage fit walking towards Cirox like a lover anticipating for some action.
Varrio notices his brother's excitement and the urge that quickly sets on him.
"it's a celebration Varrio have your pick brother, allow yourself to explore and maybe you will connect with the business more" Cirox whispers to him with a sinister tone yet very confident.
Varrio approached Suzzie and asks her timidly,
"are you partaking in the celebrations Doctor?"
of course, i only get wet for machines and when there's an audience, its a tsunami, meet Mai, she is tailored to fit you i promise"
Mai, very beautiful, youthful and masculine goddess approaches them on Suzzie's call,
Varrio is shy his body language giving away he is excited yet fully unprepared for whatever he thought was to happen,
Mai takes his hand and leads him out to get a drink and probably give him the time of his life,
"NO!" , says Varrio, He pushes her into an empty room and asks her to strip so he can lay his eyes upon her.
Varrio carefully inspected Mai's design she is strength carved into elegance, a beautiful harmony of hard lines and soft light, a perfect, self-determined becoming yet too sexy for him to ignore,
"What would you like me to do?", she asks flirtatiously as she reaches out to grab his dick bursting through his pants,
he doesn't stop her, he leans in and allows her to massage and stoke his erected penis and just as she pulls away, he insists
"Put in in your mouth gorgeous", she slowly grabs his waists and pulls him in
slowly steadily, sloppily giving him the blowjob of his life, he cries out and groans as she fingers him sensually , he likes this, he loses himself in her pearly tongue and he cums filling her mouth with his sperm, she allows him to enjoy his orgasm and proceeds to leave, and there and then Varrio understood that he too can curve his desired intent on any willing or smuggled person whatever twisted fetish he desired.
Varrio left on his own earlier than Cirox he needed to think, for once this scheme begins there's not telling what sexual desires of the world he can't or can fulfil to the highest bidder.