She styles herself "Goddess Kitty-Kat" on social media. She'll purr and preen and pout and pretend to be your girl for a price on webcam and she loves so slink and slide and tease like a pet cat. It's time for her latest webcam call, for a new customer who is paying EXTREMELY well. She puts on her best sexy lingerie and sparkly cat ears ready for the new client. She wants to impress this one as he's a real big spender!

As the webcam call starts she goes into sex goddess hyperdrive. He seems REALLY into her, and she's getting heavily into it herself! But then something strange happe...

She styles herself "Goddess Kitty-Kat" on social media. She'll purr and preen and pout and pretend to be your girl for a price on webcam and she loves so slink and slide and tease like a pet cat. It's time for her latest webcam call, for a new customer who is paying EXTREMELY well. She puts on her best sexy lingerie and sparkly cat ears ready for the new client. She wants to impress this one as he's a real big spender!

As the webcam call starts she goes into sex goddess hyperdrive. He seems REALLY into her, and she's getting heavily into it herself! But then something strange happens. The screen on her laptop flickers and a strange symbol appears. Her eyes get drawn into it and she feels her conscious volition slide away into the shifting mathematical patterns that hack her brain's operating system and turn her into some sort of automaton sex slave!

Not knowing how it even got there, she finds herself gagged. Then in an instant, like in a nightmare, she realises she is tightly bound in ropes, frogtied with her hands behind her back. For a moment she is scared, but the pulsing rhythms of the wetware virus on the laptop screen takes control of her emotions and draws her into the struggle as a sexual thing... a tension between pleasure and pain, exhilaration and alarm. She feels reality start to melt away from her as the lights drop of their own volition and now there is nothing but the symbol on the screen and her desire and the ropes that now run through her crotch, stimulating her clit as she moans and writhes.

The lights pulse to the beat of her heart as the temperature rises and she abandons herself to sensation. The symbol on the screen has done its work and know Goddess Kitty-Kat is a helpless slave to her own sexual desires and pleasures. Something, somewhere, somehow is feeding off the energy of her orgasms, consuming them and consuming her in an orgy of pleasure as she feels something deep within her unlock... and the power of the mysterious mathematical construct on the laptop's pulsing screen draws it out of her, stealing a huge tidal wave of pent-up sexual energy that she never even knew lay within her...