第八章
Lan was deep asleep but her dream came from a computer. It was linked to many sensors and devices strapped to her body, the only things she wore this night. Her athletic and sexy youthful body was fully nude with no blanket on, perky white breasts rising and falling in a steady rhythm.
Several men and women share this dimly lit room with her, fully awake, but they were Bai Bi\u0027s scientists, more interested in her brain activities than in her body. Through the computer, they can make Lan see information they send to her and train her in her sleep. Their director, a man only known as the Professor, and Zhou, a young but prestigious security officer, both wore VR headsets to see from within the fight.
This time Lan was reliving her mission in Miss Luo\u0027s mansion, fighting each of her opponents again and again with new variations to see how she would adapt.
The scientists have gathered all the information they can about Miss Luo and her bodyguards, from their own video records taken from the mansion to police reports on previous arrests of some bodyguards. The nine young women themselves were also used reference material, because after their corpses were stored in a Bai Bi lab, they were all carefully measured and filmed. This means Lan can fight their digital copies, with the same muscle strength and fighting style, and other Petals can also use the same data to train.
Lan\u0027s opponent tonight was Mikala Forrest, a wrestler who joined a criminal organization founded by an old friend of hers. Born to Japanese and American parents, she was also called Mika when she was in the underground wrestling world. Another member of her organization called Jocelyn was also killed that day, but their bosses have not caught the news yet.
Mikala gave Lan a good fight, but Lan was able to outsmart her and kill her without wasting too much time. On the side of a giant screen beside Lan\u0027s bed, there was a picture taken of Mikala\u0027s muscular dead body in the lab, stripped clean and every injury marked out. Taking up most of the screen is a simulation of Lan and Mika\u0027s fight.
Lan saw Mika alive, in the same exposing clothing as the time they fought, tanned skin shining under the bright sun again. For Lan, fighting and killing enemies in her dream was normal, and she even told the scientists this kind of training is like saving the best fighting game levels to play again.
This time there was no on else at the training sand pit and she had no sword, so Lan decided to take the wrestler head on.
Lan jumped at Mika, crouching low as she landed. She knew the wrestler\u0027s weakness was the legs under the heavy boots. However, she could not expect Mika immediately making a kick at her.
Lan stood up and dodged back, Mika followed. She was just as quick as Lan, and Lan was able to smell the herbal oil on Mika\u0027s skin again.
Subconsciously, Lan licked her lips at the aroma. They kept chasing each other, but she wanted to get close no matter what, not just for winning this fight.
Lan\u0027s eyes kept focusing on Mika\u0027s impressive ripe breasts under the bandage tube top. Her instinct as a fighter was against doing so, but Lan could not control herself the way she wanted today. Whenever she looks up from Mika\u0027s tanned cleavage, she would notice the wrestler smiling, giving back her attention.
Lan tried to look down instead, to find another chance to throw Mika off balance. She had to shake her head to stop her mind from imagining the warmth and smoothness of Mika\u0027s oiled abs. Inside her mind where the scientists could not see a simulation of, Lan was hungry of going forward, to start massaging Mika\u0027s abs and continue all the way down.
She made a wrong step, and Mika grabbed onto her left arm. The larger girl grinned, pulling her down and locked tightly onto her shoulder.
Lan\u0027s mind was a blank. The scientists watched the computer\u0027s interpretation of Lan\u0027s dream patiently to see if it had ran into an error or if Lan had met a problem she couldn\u0027t solve, the first time since this mission was replayed.
In fact, Lan was overjoyed to feel Mika\u0027s skin on her own. It was a different feeling from the loving touch of Hui or other Petals, and more exciting than an embrace of a Bai Bi client. Not even Zhou and the other adopted sons of Shen Long gave her this feeling. It made her heart rush even faster than the night she and Hui spent with Y after they just survived an assassination together.
The Professor noticed Lan\u0027s sudden change in heart rate, but he did not take it very seriously. The system was advanced but not stable, if anything went wrong the scientists would stop it and try again later. Zhou was more concerned because he knew there was a lot of data received by Lan, such as images of Mikala\u0027s simulated body, detail pictures of the wrestler\u0027s real body, and audio recordings taken from the mansion phone. There could be too much information for the human brain to understand.
Lan told herself to give in to her desire. She moved her head forward, pressing her lips on Mika\u0027s exposed arm, and greedily took in the taste of herbal oil. She did not pay any attention to the fight anymore, she knew the wrestler would let her enjoy.
Mika\u0027s grip loosened at the touch of Lan\u0027s lips. Her muscles stopped being tense immediately, her whole body shuddering. Lan heard the girl faintly moaning.
Lan pulled her left arm out and wrapped both around Mika\u0027s back. Then, she moved her head all the way to Mika\u0027s neck without lifting up, her tongue drawing a line along the way, resting on Mika\u0027s throat finally. Lan just stayed in the pose without a care, satisfied at the hum inside the wrestler girl\u0027s throat becoming stronger.
\"No... Please don\u0027t...\"
Mika begged Lan. Her muscle were not resisting, so Lan moved her kiss upwards after hearing this. Lan briefly stopped on Mika\u0027s left cheek, then finally moved onto her mouth.
Mika\u0027s mouth was still open. Her tongue tried to back away at first, but soon connected with Lan\u0027s. They kept the kiss there for what felt like an eternity to Lan.
Lan felt Mika\u0027s hands on the skin of her back, exposed by her minidress, this time they were gentle and soft. They stayed there like Mika had no idea of what to do next. However Lan had an idea, her hands were already in place and it was something she had always wanted to find out.
Lan pulled at the knot on the back of Mika\u0027s bandage tube top, dug at it with her finger nails, but trying to not hurt the wrestler girl.
Mika backed away from the kiss at this, and Lan hurried to move her hands away but still would not let this moment between them go.
\"It\u0027s fine... You just wait, okay?\"
Mika spoke again and flexed her muscles. The tube top was loosened enough by Lan, it came off very easily. Lan first felt the touch of Mika\u0027s hard nipples before daring to look down. The wrestler\u0027s tanned breasts were just as shapely as when they were bound.
\"I... Let me... Please!\"
Lan howled and bowed her head down, burying her face in Mika\u0027s cleavage. At the same time her hands fully pulled back, caught Mika\u0027s hands, and pressed them onto the minidress\u0027 sides. Mika\u0027s touch now felt burning hot on Lan\u0027s skin, but Lan still waited for Mika\u0027s fingers to move under the silk and onto her breasts to start her own joyful humming.
Finally, Mika\u0027s thumbs pressed on Lan\u0027s nipples.
\"Aah!\"
It was like electricity running through Lan\u0027s body, she shudders and twitches, loosing all control. It was a feeling Lan did not know she lived for.
Computer charts showed every sign that Lan was having an orgasm. Her womanhood was also visibly gaining moisture.
The scientists did not expect this, and neither was Zhou. He grew up with Lan under Shen Long\u0027s watch, and the company was not against intimate bonds between Petals and specialists like him, in fact, he was encouraged to offer sexual tension release to Petals. Although, right now he was not jealous. He was extremely alarmed about Lan\u0027s safety. What if the system gives her a heart attack?
The Professor told him to stay and watch.
Lan recovered from the first climax fast thanks to her Petal body. She found herself lying on her back, Mika on top of her, with a passive and almost submissive smile. She reached up and slid her hands up and down along Mika\u0027s toned back, in the end resting on the edge of the muscular girl\u0027s triangle wrestling pants.
Mika nodded and shifted, giving Lan a hand to pull it down. She wasn\u0027t wearing anything underneath, but the neat shave added to her healthy and tomboyish look.
Lan looked up pleadingly and held back herself for a moment, then tore her silk panties off herself from the side in one rough move. She ground her thigh upwards, pressing into Mika\u0027s centre. She moved her right hand to Mika\u0027s bottom, then placing her left on her shoulder to get into a sitting position together. Without the need of her to say anything, Mika put her hands between both their thighs.
Lan remembered Mika saying that the herbal oil she used was a good lube, even though back then she did not know what the athletic tanned wrestler girl was called. Now she can feel it for herself, although sweat and their own fluids must have helped too. Still, there was a coolness hard to find outside of the oil, when Lan\u0027s whole body was steaming hot and her minidress stuck to her skin.
The index and middle fingers of Mika\u0027s right hand went inside Lan with no resistance. However, when Mika was about to pull them back, she was not able to.
\"It\u0027s okay, Lan... I won\u0027t leave you...\"
Mika spoke softly. Her breath was picking up its pace, like the movement of her left hand in her own womanhood.
\"No! Mika! Mika!\"
Lan screamed, her hands moving across Mika\u0027s body with no sense in their movement. In the end, they held onto Mika\u0027s left hand. After a short silence, Lan\u0027s right hand took over the place in pleasuring Mika.
Now Mika had the permission to pull back and enter again. Her fingers went slowly, hesitated to hurt the petite girl at first, but followed Lan\u0027s pace soon. After that, the girls\u0027 moaning, their breathing, became a single rhythm.
Lan felt herself losing control of more than her lust and her body. She had reached a point where she was moaning and humming without inhaling any air, but she did not care anymore. She wanted to give in, she wanted to loose to more things, she wanted to lose.
Mika would not let her lose. The wrestler girl was satisfying her without any reservation, she was a pure source of vibrant happiness. Lan not only wanted Mika to her hers forever, but also wanted to give something to Mika back.
Lan wanted to give all she had to Mika, even her breath. Pulling her even closer, breast to breast, Lan buried her face on Mika\u0027s neck and pressed her open mouth there tight. Her tongue began drawing an infinite circle.
Suddenly, Lan felt Mika\u0027s finger went in much deeper than before, without pulling back. Lan\u0027s fingers however were completely gripped and immobile. Mika was at her limit.
\"Aah... Lan! Lan! Aaaaaaaah!\"
Mika\u0027s head bowed down, her body arched and slumped downwards in a climax Lan had never seen. As she moaned, her twitching gave her fingers still inside Lan\u0027s womanhood an unexpected motion.
\"Mika! Mikaaaaaaaaaaa...\"
This was all she needed. Lan collapsed onto Mika, like they were melting into each other. Their voices were already one, neither can pull out from the other\u0027s body.
When both their shuddering finally ended, they both lost all strength. Lan was the first to fall to her lef from her sitting pose, bringing Mika down with her, but she followed the wrestler\u0027s next unconscious move. They rolled off the wrestling sand pit together, onto the green lawn outside the ring.
Lan found her arms fallen away from Mika as they rolled, with no energy to reach back. However, Mika just grinned.
\"I\u0027ll be back, Lan.\"
\"I promise I\u0027ll be back too...\"
Then, Lan fell into real sleep.
In the real world, she was having an orgasm too. A sizable puddle already appeared under her bottom, and a stream was still gushing out between her youthful white thighs. Even her childlike face was betrayed by sweat and a strong blush, her moaning only starting to fall back into regular breathing.
The scientists were confused and embarrassed, but they were also relieved. Lan was not harmed from the experience, as all sign reads, it was only her mind making a holiday break for her from the material given by the system. If she was growing attached to the wrestler girl she killed, there are ways to make some use out of the situation, the Professor guaranteed but did not tell Zhou any details.
\"You don\u0027t need to worry. When she wakes up in the morning, you can give her sexual counseling if there\u0027s anything wrong. No, you should do it anyway, I will cover the write up.\"
Zhou was not interested in what the doctor said.
\"She doesn\u0027t need it. Just look at her, she needs a towel and all these things taken off her. Let her live with Hui, gve her some real rest, and real love.\"
