Hunting a Monster:- A Cyberpunk 2077 USB Story

[Stormtrooper1990]

That does sound like a fun interesting variation. I could imagine the infiltrator for a bit of fun pinching a guard but not enough to knock her out right away. Like you said, she's paralyzed and unable to resist, completely at the infiltrators pleasure. Then the infiltrator strips her as she sits there, talking to her perhaps cheekily commenting on her underwear choices or having peaks at her assets caressing her. Just a little bit overwhelmed the guard then slumps unconscious, in her chair as the infiltrator puts on her uniform.

I have also thought it could be a fun concept where it is used as a interrogation method. The intruder could pinch enough the paralyze the sentry but then reduce the pressure enough so that she can speak. The infiltrator could tell the woman that she could use the pinch to cause death but if the woman answers her questions she will let her live. The woman then obediently answers the questions and when she is done the infiltrator increases the pressure enough to put her to sleep.

There is a scene kind of like that in a sentry story posted elsewhere on the Board. Here is the section:


For now, it was time to silence a sentry.

With the speed of a cobra Abbie snuck directly behind the young
bodyguard, her black lycra bodysuit and leather boots making zero
sound in the basement's stillness. Her hand pressed a nerve on the
young girl's neck just hard enough to stun the unknowing employee.

"Ungh" the girl said softly, and collapsed against Abbie's chest.
Abbie tilted her head back, smiling as she viewed the sentry girl's
face. Her eyelids halfway shut, eyes almost crossed, breathing still,
a slight trail of drool escaping from the left side of her lip.

"I'm not going to kill you, love." Abbie's sweet voice whispered.
"That is, if you cooperate. Do you understand?"

"muhg...muhh...uhhhnnn.....yess...yes'm" the girl barely managed to sigh.


"Good. Now give me the location of the rest of your night shift, as
well as your mistress' bedroom."

Abbie loosened the grip a bit, enough for the girl's speech to restore
itself ever so slightly.

"Th..there's five of us." the barely legal soldier murmured. "One is
in the kitchen. One in the living room. And...two.."

There was an uncertain pause from the drained sentry.

"Yes?" Abbie whispered. She showed her impatience by adding a little
pressure. The girl gurgled in silent pain and continued.

"Two of them...Sandy and Kelly. They...they're lovers. Mistress
doesn't know this...they are in the pool area. Swimming they
said...but really...they're..."

"No need to finish." Abbie smiled, imagining the sentry girls
ignoring their posts while frolicking naked in a pool. She smiled at
her luck. Those two would be easy, and fun.

"Please." the girl muttered. "Make it quick."

Abbie shook her head. "Silly girl. I told you I wasn't gonna kill
you."

With her free hand, Abbie reached into the small satchel strapped to
her belt.

"But I can't have you getting in my way."

Abbie produced a small needle-free syringe, pressing it softly against
the girl's right temple. She pushed the plunger down slowly,
releasing a slightly diluted form of the anesthetic etomidate into the
girl's carotid artery. Having experienced the effects herself, Abbie
knew the sentry's following 10 seconds were comprised of a painless
feeling of euphoria, followed by a sudden warmth that spread to every
extremity, a sensation designed to draw the victim away from the fact
that her eyelids were closing like a vampire's window blinds.

"Mmmmmm.....uhhhhhhhhhnnnnn...*" were the young girl's final sounds as
she sighed, falling asleep against Abbie's shoulders. With
conditioned strength, Abbie picked the girl over her right shoulder,
feeling the sentry's limp arms brush by her own buttocks. Abbie
smiled as she caressed the blonde sleepyhead's ass, spanking it softly.

"Naughty girl."

Now that does sound intriguing and very sexy. After all, the threat of bodily harm instead of actual bodily harm is the most effective form of interrogation. Of course the sentry as no idea that the pinch is non-lethal, but she doesn't need to mow that.

I can picture a scene quite like this; the lone cute guard is busy getting horny looking a picture if her girlfriend, when the infiltrator drops drown behind her. She quickly pinches the guard but just enough to paralyse not knock out and wheels around the chair. "W-what?! Who are you? What have you done to me?" The infiltrator straddles her. "That's not how this works, babe. I will ask the questions and you answer. If you cooperate then you can go home to hold your piece of poon. If not..." she grips the woman's throat and squeezes for emphasis. The guard nods and answers the questions. The infiltrator then says "Thanks, honey. Now time to send to sleep and get you naked." The guard starts to whimper. "W-what?! I thought you were letting me go..." The infiltrator giggles. "Sorry babe, I lied. But hey at least you can go home to your girl tonight, you'll just be a bit late home is all. Nighty night." She pinches her then strips her down before injecting her with a sedative to keep her under.


I remember this! This is one of those very sexy Abbie stories that we talked about before. I love this scene it's just so sexy how Abbie takes the cute guard down and makes her talk before jabbing her with a sedative and cheekily slapping her butt. Such a perfect sentry take out, if only she took the cuties uniform but still it's wonderful. And great inspiration.

[meditions142]

I remember this! This is one of those very sexy Abbie stories that we talked about before. I love this scene it's just so sexy how Abbie takes the cute guard down and makes her talk before jabbing her with a sedative and cheekily slapping her butt. Such a perfect sentry take out, if only she took the cuties uniform but still it's wonderful. And great inspiration.

It really is an amazing story. I have to say the next scene in the story is possibly one of my favorite sentry scenes in any story I have ever read. And on top of that while the uniform is not stolen the sentry's uniform is partially removed.

I really like the way Abbie actually intentionally puts the sentry to sleep slowly. And, while not a pinch, Abbie uses those good old neck nerves to excellent effect.

Here that scene is:

The redhead was still staring out int the gloom when a reflection
appeared in the window. It was the movement more than the image that
caught her eye, Abbie's black suit making her almost invisible in the
glass. The sentry moved to turn around.

Abbie didn't let her. A quick, precise knife-hand blow to the base
of the woman's neck elicited a startled grunt before the sentry
slumped backwards against Abbie, moaning softly and incoherently.
Abbie gently ran a hand down the dazed woman's cheek and continued on
to her neck and then further still to her breasts. She softly
caressed the woman's breasts, watching her reflection in the window
with satisfaction.

"Are you enjoying that, honey?" she whispered to her victim.

"Mmm, yesss," she slurred in reply.

Abbie laughed quietly. Then she quickly pulled the shoulder straps
of the leotard down to the sentry's elbows, effectively immobilizing
her arms. The redhead gave a startled cry but Abbie quickly ended
that as she pressed her thumbs against the woman's temples.

The skillfully applied pressure was soft but more than enough to do
its job. The sentry began to lose consciousness but Abbie relented,
releasing the hold slightly to prolong the knockout. She allowed the
woman below her just enough respite so she could try to struggle, but
her improvised bonds made the effort futile. Slowly Abbie increased
the pressure again, pressing in against the woman's skull,
restricting the blood flow to her brain.

Soon enough the sentry stopped struggling and sat limply, propped up
against her attacker. Abbie began a slow circular motion with her
thumbs. She could see the redhead's mouth hanging open and her eyes
beginning to roll back. Three more circles with her thumbs and Abbie
was rewarded as the woman slipped into a deep sleep, sighing gently
as her eyes rolled back in her skull. Even so, Abbie kept the
pressure up for another minute, ensuring a deep sleep for her latest
victim.

Once she had rendered the sentry completely unconscious she gently
lowered her off the stool onto the floor where a few expert twists of
the leotard entangled it securely around the woman's arms, exposing
her pert breasts, the erect nipples betraying the woman's arousal
during her ordeal. Kat definitely knew how to pick them, Abbie
thought.

[Stormtrooper1990]

I remember this! This is one of those very sexy Abbie stories that we talked about before. I love this scene it's just so sexy how Abbie takes the cute guard down and makes her talk before jabbing her with a sedative and cheekily slapping her butt. Such a perfect sentry take out, if only she took the cuties uniform but still it's wonderful. And great inspiration.

It really is an amazing story. I have to say the next scene in the story is possibly one of my favorite sentry scenes in any story I have ever read. And on top of that while the uniform is not stolen the sentry's uniform is partially removed.

I really like the way Abbie actually intentionally puts the sentry to sleep slowly. And, while not a pinch, Abbie uses those good old neck nerves to excellent effect.

Here that scene is:

The redhead was still staring out int the gloom when a reflection
appeared in the window. It was the movement more than the image that
caught her eye, Abbie's black suit making her almost invisible in the
glass. The sentry moved to turn around.

Abbie didn't let her. A quick, precise knife-hand blow to the base
of the woman's neck elicited a startled grunt before the sentry
slumped backwards against Abbie, moaning softly and incoherently.
Abbie gently ran a hand down the dazed woman's cheek and continued on
to her neck and then further still to her breasts. She softly
caressed the woman's breasts, watching her reflection in the window
with satisfaction.

"Are you enjoying that, honey?" she whispered to her victim.

"Mmm, yesss," she slurred in reply.

Abbie laughed quietly. Then she quickly pulled the shoulder straps
of the leotard down to the sentry's elbows, effectively immobilizing
her arms. The redhead gave a startled cry but Abbie quickly ended
that as she pressed her thumbs against the woman's temples.

The skillfully applied pressure was soft but more than enough to do
its job. The sentry began to lose consciousness but Abbie relented,
releasing the hold slightly to prolong the knockout. She allowed the
woman below her just enough respite so she could try to struggle, but
her improvised bonds made the effort futile. Slowly Abbie increased
the pressure again, pressing in against the woman's skull,
restricting the blood flow to her brain.

Soon enough the sentry stopped struggling and sat limply, propped up
against her attacker. Abbie began a slow circular motion with her
thumbs. She could see the redhead's mouth hanging open and her eyes
beginning to roll back. Three more circles with her thumbs and Abbie
was rewarded as the woman slipped into a deep sleep, sighing gently
as her eyes rolled back in her skull. Even so, Abbie kept the
pressure up for another minute, ensuring a deep sleep for her latest
victim.

Once she had rendered the sentry completely unconscious she gently
lowered her off the stool onto the floor where a few expert twists of
the leotard entangled it securely around the woman's arms, exposing
her pert breasts, the erect nipples betraying the woman's arousal
during her ordeal. Kat definitely knew how to pick them, Abbie
thought.

I have to agree, re-reading that just brought it all back on how sexy and skilled Abbie's takedown of the sentry was. First immobilising the girl with the chop then pulling down her leotard to not only to prevent her from resisting but also to allow Abbie to have a little fun with the cutie's breasts and nipples. And then the pláce de la resistánce, that wonderful pressure press to the temples that I haven't even considered for my stories. The writer does a wonderful job in describing both the effects on the (un) lucky sentry and Abbie herself, with both getting horny and aroused from their meeting. And the icing on the cake is Abbie tying up the girl with her leotard, leaving her half naked and in sleepyland. Just superb!

[meditions142]

I have to agree, re-reading that just brought it all back on how sexy and skilled Abbie's takedown of the sentry was. First immobilising the girl with the chop then pulling down her leotard to not only to prevent her from resisting but also to allow Abbie to have a little fun with the cutie's breasts and nipples. And then the pláce de la resistánce, that wonderful pressure press to the temples that I haven't even considered for my stories. The writer does a wonderful job in describing both the effects on the (un) lucky sentry and Abbie herself, with both getting horny and aroused from their meeting. And the icing on the cake is Abbie tying up the girl with her leotard, leaving her half naked and in sleepyland. Just superb!

I do love the idea of Abbie first pressing on the woman's temples and then when she wants to put her to sleep she starts with circular motions followed by Abbie keeping the pressure on to make sure she was deeply asleep.

And then really like this description "exposing her pert breasts, the erect nipples betraying the woman's arousal during her ordeal."

[Stormtrooper1990]

I have to agree, re-reading that just brought it all back on how sexy and skilled Abbie's takedown of the sentry was. First immobilising the girl with the chop then pulling down her leotard to not only to prevent her from resisting but also to allow Abbie to have a little fun with the cutie's breasts and nipples. And then the pláce de la resistánce, that wonderful pressure press to the temples that I haven't even considered for my stories. The writer does a wonderful job in describing both the effects on the (un) lucky sentry and Abbie herself, with both getting horny and aroused from their meeting. And the icing on the cake is Abbie tying up the girl with her leotard, leaving her half naked and in sleepyland. Just superb!

I do love the idea of Abbie first pressing on the woman's temples and then when she wants to put her to sleep she starts with circular motions followed by Abbie keeping the pressure on to make sure she was deeply asleep.

And then really like this description "exposing her pert breasts, the erect nipples betraying the woman's arousal during her ordeal."

I agree, it's such an excellent takedown that allows Abbie to be completely in control of the cute sentry, while enjoying every moment. And she's also thorough, making sure that the girl was in a deep slumber and not merely napping. So sexy. It just goes to show that its not just those handy neck nerves that an infiltrator can exploit but the head as well.

Yeah, that's just a great description and admittedly made me quite aroused when I read it. I just love it when the infiltrator takes the time to fully appreciate her victim, just like V with the lovely Abigail.

[meditions142]

I agree, it's such an excellent takedown that allows Abbie to be completely in control of the cute sentry, while enjoying every moment. And she's also thorough, making sure that the girl was in a deep slumber and not merely napping. So sexy. It just goes to show that its not just those handy neck nerves that an infiltrator can exploit but the head as well.

Yeah, that's just a great description and admittedly made me quite aroused when I read it. I just love it when the infiltrator takes the time to fully appreciate her victim, just like V with the lovely Abigail.

What I always found really fun about the entire story is the concept that it is a game. As it says in the story " This was their game, after all. Abbie's and Kat's. Each year one of them would hire and train a group of bodyguards and take turns seeing who could take them all out."

So basically, unbeknownst to them, the women are hired for the sole purpose of being knocked out by an intruder. I find that a fun concept!

[Stormtrooper1990]

I agree, it's such an excellent takedown that allows Abbie to be completely in control of the cute sentry, while enjoying every moment. And she's also thorough, making sure that the girl was in a deep slumber and not merely napping. So sexy. It just goes to show that its not just those handy neck nerves that an infiltrator can exploit but the head as well.

Yeah, that's just a great description and admittedly made me quite aroused when I read it. I just love it when the infiltrator takes the time to fully appreciate her victim, just like V with the lovely Abigail.

What I always found really fun about the entire story is the concept that it is a game. As it says in the story " This was their game, after all. Abbie's and Kat's. Each year one of them would hire and train a group of bodyguards and take turns seeing who could take them all out."

So basically, unbeknownst to them, the women are hired for the sole purpose of being knocked out by an intruder. I find that a fun concept!

I agree, there is something fun and unique about that concept. You have to feel sorry for these bodyguards Abbie and Kat hire, I hope they get hazard pay for their trouble.

[meditions142]

I just remember Kat (without Abbie) had written another story where a sentry was interrogated with a nerve press as well. It has been posted elsewhere but here is the exerpt:

I reached for the ground and picked a tiny pebble up with my thumb and forefinger, flicking it into a tree trunk that rested a few feet away from Mika…one cloaked by shadows and located out of the camera’s range.

“Huh?” the girl said, going rigid. She pulled her AK into position.

“Who goes there?” she said…her voice unsure. She reached for her radio as I flicked another pebble. She jumped a little…deciding she had to investigate first and clear her mind of any fears. Her finger came off the radio button as she stepped forward.

Typical rookie mistake.

“You will be sorry…” the girl cried out. “If I see you I will shoot!”

5 more seconds…

“Come out now if you value your life!”

3 seconds…

“I will shoot!”

1 second.

I leapt into the air, my boots’ propel mechanism making me out to be a quick blur in the cameras’ lenses. Total air caught with the jump was 9 feet. A new personal record.

Mika was to the left of the tree as I landed silently behind her. My hands moved quickly. 5 years of merc training made sure she never heard my right arm tighten across her windpipe. My left hand found a spot on the back of her neck. The vagus nerve…i.e. cranial nerve X. As I’d learned, this cranial nerve, found at the floor of the brain, controlled many of the parameters involved in the parasympathetic nervous system.

Mika’s breath staggered as she uttered a small groan, going limp. A sliver of drool escaped her soft lips. She shuddered a little, her breathing slowing as she clung to consciousness. I applied enough pressure to turn her body to mush…but her brain was still 80% operational.

“Tell me what I want to know,” I whispered in my best Russian, “And I will make this quick.”

“Please…” she whimpered. “I have a mother. A father. I only do this to send them mo…”

I squeezed the nerve harder and cut her off. She made a soft “guhhh” sound and went silent.

“No time for stories, dear.” I continued. “I need the location of the Aristotle virus within the base.”

“Don’t…know.” Was her sighed reply. “I am new.”

“Then I will need the location of the other sentries, darling Mika.” I said softly, avoiding the vocal sensors. “Or your death will be one your family will cry over for decades.”

She moaned a little as the fear overtook her. I let up on the nerve hold ever so slightly…giving her more control for speech.

“There are two girls on the grounds on either…side….and then two more by the main doors…and then I…do not know….the rest.”

She sighed softly, giving in to her fate.

“Please end me quickly…” she muttered, barely able to piece her words together. “And please do not desecrate my body. For my family. Please…”

I shook my head slowly, pressing her close to me.

“I would never dream to rob the world of a beauty as pure as yours.” I whispered into her ear. “But you need to rethink your career choices.”

Her head attempted to nod.

“Thank you…so…very...GHughh!!”

Her words were cut off as my thumb released the nerve and joined the rest of its fingerly sisters in a karate chop…one that struck her left temple with a small and insignificant thud.

Mika made a long and soft “ooooooooh…” sound as she slipped into unconsciousness, her young face relaxing in my grip. Her body went ragdoll after a few involuntary twitches as I draped her over my shoulder…carrying her beyond the tree and into the endless darkness of the forest. After a few feet I dropped her limp body, removing her leotard and boots, using the uniform to tie her hands behind her back. I placed her face down, her feet bound by a nearby vine I tore from a tree’s body. The worse she’d endure was having to wake up in her white bra and panties…and making her way back home.

[Stormtrooper1990]

I just remember Kat (without Abbie) had written another story where a sentry was interrogated with a nerve press as well. It has been posted elsewhere but here is the exerpt:

I reached for the ground and picked a tiny pebble up with my thumb and forefinger, flicking it into a tree trunk that rested a few feet away from Mika…one cloaked by shadows and located out of the camera’s range.

“Huh?” the girl said, going rigid. She pulled her AK into position.

“Who goes there?” she said…her voice unsure. She reached for her radio as I flicked another pebble. She jumped a little…deciding she had to investigate first and clear her mind of any fears. Her finger came off the radio button as she stepped forward.

Typical rookie mistake.

“You will be sorry…” the girl cried out. “If I see you I will shoot!”

5 more seconds…

“Come out now if you value your life!”

3 seconds…

“I will shoot!”

1 second.

I leapt into the air, my boots’ propel mechanism making me out to be a quick blur in the cameras’ lenses. Total air caught with the jump was 9 feet. A new personal record.

Mika was to the left of the tree as I landed silently behind her. My hands moved quickly. 5 years of merc training made sure she never heard my right arm tighten across her windpipe. My left hand found a spot on the back of her neck. The vagus nerve…i.e. cranial nerve X. As I’d learned, this cranial nerve, found at the floor of the brain, controlled many of the parameters involved in the parasympathetic nervous system.

Mika’s breath staggered as she uttered a small groan, going limp. A sliver of drool escaped her soft lips. She shuddered a little, her breathing slowing as she clung to consciousness. I applied enough pressure to turn her body to mush…but her brain was still 80% operational.

“Tell me what I want to know,” I whispered in my best Russian, “And I will make this quick.”

“Please…” she whimpered. “I have a mother. A father. I only do this to send them mo…”

I squeezed the nerve harder and cut her off. She made a soft “guhhh” sound and went silent.

“No time for stories, dear.” I continued. “I need the location of the Aristotle virus within the base.”

“Don’t…know.” Was her sighed reply. “I am new.”

“Then I will need the location of the other sentries, darling Mika.” I said softly, avoiding the vocal sensors. “Or your death will be one your family will cry over for decades.”

She moaned a little as the fear overtook her. I let up on the nerve hold ever so slightly…giving her more control for speech.

“There are two girls on the grounds on either…side….and then two more by the main doors…and then I…do not know….the rest.”

She sighed softly, giving in to her fate.

“Please end me quickly…” she muttered, barely able to piece her words together. “And please do not desecrate my body. For my family. Please…”

I shook my head slowly, pressing her close to me.

“I would never dream to rob the world of a beauty as pure as yours.” I whispered into her ear. “But you need to rethink your career choices.”

Her head attempted to nod.

“Thank you…so…very...GHughh!!”

Her words were cut off as my thumb released the nerve and joined the rest of its fingerly sisters in a karate chop…one that struck her left temple with a small and insignificant thud.

Mika made a long and soft “ooooooooh…” sound as she slipped into unconsciousness, her young face relaxing in my grip. Her body went ragdoll after a few involuntary twitches as I draped her over my shoulder…carrying her beyond the tree and into the endless darkness of the forest. After a few feet I dropped her limp body, removing her leotard and boots, using the uniform to tie her hands behind her back. I placed her face down, her feet bound by a nearby vine I tore from a tree’s body. The worse she’d endure was having to wake up in her white bra and panties…and making her way back home.

Another excellent story with some wonderful descriptions and action. Particularly the build up to Kat luring the poor Mika to her doom and closing the distance, then she pinches the vagus nerve to control her and put the fear of death into the girl. Then finally the chop to the temple to put Mika asleep and then Kat strips her tying her up with her own uniform before concealing her in the bushes.

Such a wonderful story with amazing imagery, both Kat and Abbie were gifted writers, indeed. Thanks for sharing it with me.