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Helpdesk (mc, hyp, mast, fd)
Copyright 1998 by Chew Toy (wellgnawed@hotmail.com)
WARNING: The usual disclaimers and warnings
apply. The characters in this story have sex; if that offends you
or for some reason you are Not Allowed to read about such things,
stop now. The events in this story might not be moral or even
possible; the point is to give you a hot fantasy, not a blueprint
for life.
*********
"Help desk."
"Hi, I... wow, you have a nice voice."
"Thanks. Can I help you with your problem?"
"Really sexy and low."
"Thank you. What's your problem?"
"Oh, yeah-- sorry. Um, I'm having trouble with my computer."
"What sort of trouble?"
"My email won't work."
"You can't get email?"
"Well, no, I can get some email, but not all of it."
"What do you mean, not all of it?"
"It won't let me read my messages!"
"How do you know that you have messages?"
"It says I have messages, but it won't let me read them!"
"What happens when you try to read them?"
"It won't let me!"
"Hang on. What sort of mailer are you using?"
"The computer mailer."
"Ok, but what's the name of the software?"
"How would I know that?"
"If you have the program running, it should be at the top of the window."
"Where it says 'FooMail 3.7'?"
"Yes, that's it. Ok, under that it says you have messages? How many?"
"Just one."
"Ok, there should be a button marked 'Read Messages'. Click on that, and
tell me what happens."
"It says it can't."
"What exactly does it say?"
"It says 'Skipping 1 message(s) with attachments.... no messages read.' Oh,
hey, my friend tried to send me a gif file, could that be the problem?"
"It could be. Did you try telling it to accept mail with attachments?"
"It won't read it! It keeps telling me it won't!"
"Ah. Say, did you say this was version 3.7?"
"What?"
"You said 'FooMail 3.7'"
"Oh. Yeah."
"There's a problem with this version with attachments, but there's a patch.
You can download it over the web. Can you bring up a web browser?"
"Is that like Netscape?"
"Yes. Give it this address: www.misc.edu/users/ssha/sp.html"
"Ok... it's loading something... there's a big spiral."
"Yes, it shows that while it's downloading, so you don't get bored. It's a
big
file, so while you're waiting you can watch the spiral."
"Watch the spiral?"
"Yes, it's meant to catch your eye. Isn't it pretty? But it also shows how
the download is going, so it's important to watch it very closely. Do you see
the place in the center where all the lines seem to vanish? Like a hole in
the middle, pulling everything into it?
"Yes..."
"That's the part to watch. If you pay close attention to what's happening
to the lines as they get pulled deeper and deeper into the spiral... drawn
irresistably into the spiral... sucked in deeper and deeper... can you feel
how they get pulled in?"
"Yes..."
"Yes, it's a very strong pull, isn't it? You can just feel how it draws
everything in. How it pulls in your eyes and your attention and sucks you
deeper and deeper... listening to my voice as you fall deeper and deeper...
so hard to resist the pull of the spiral, isn't it?"
"Yes..."
"Yes, it's impossible to resist. You just stare deeper and deeper and
listen to my voice... listen to my voice and follow my instructions...
following all of my instructions. You will do what I tell you now, won't
you?"
"Yes..."
"Yes, that's very good. Now I want you to look at your mail program. Do
you still have it open?"
"Yes..."
"Do you see the button at the bottom marked 'Accept Attachments'?"
"Yes..."
"Is the box next to it checked?"
"No..."
"I want you to click on that button. Do that for me now."
"Yes..."
"Good... very good. Tell me, do you like my voice?"
"Yes..."
"Feels very good to listen to my voice, doesn't it? Does it turn you on to
listen to my voice?"
"Yes..."
"Are you touching yourself?"
"No..."
"Why not? Is anyone else there?"
"No..."
"I want you to unzip your pants and stick your hand in them now. What kind
of underwear are you wearing? Briefs or boxers?"
"Boxers..."
"Good. It's easy to stick your hand inside them, isn't it? Are you
touching yourself now?"
"Yes... oh..."
"Are you hard for me?"
"Yes..."
"Good. Pull your cock out so it sticks straight out in the air for me. I
love
to see a hard naked cock poking out in the air. And I love to watch a guy
jack off, knowing that he's thinking about me. I want you to come for me
soon. Can you do that?"
"Yes... oh, yes..."
"Good. I want you to know how good it feels to call the tech line, while
you come for me. I want you to remember how good it made you feel, when you
called this number. It feels sooo good, doesn't it?"
"Yes... yes..."
"Yes, I can help you with *all* your problems. It's amazing how many
things can seem like problems, when you want to call me. How you can get so
stuck on any excuse to call this number again... and again... and again.
Ooh, you're so close, aren't you?"
"Yes! Oh..."
"Yes. Remember how much you *need* to call this number. So much that you
don't need to remember anything else. The details don't matter... it's so
fuzzy, so hard to remember, when you're so hard for me, so close to coming.
Come for me. Come and forget. Everything except the need to call. The need
to call this number. Come NOW."
"Oh! Oh... oh... oh..."
*Click*
"Hah."
"Hah? Must have been good. Hey, Sash, thanks for covering the phone for me
while I took a wizz."
"No problem. Oh, and Gary, remember how pissed I was at you when you
puked on my best leather jacket?"
"Yeah?"
"Forget about it. I shouldn't have gotten so mad. Consider it water under
the bridge."
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