50 Shades of Hard Disk - NSFW

Thought I'd write you guys a little something to keep ya entertained for the night....
If you enjoy it I'll continue ;D

• 50 Shades of Hard Disk

I walked into the room, a cool evening breeze following in my wake and a slightly warm Dr Pepper in my hand.
I drew an old chair forward, carefully manoeuvring myself in front of its hard wooden seating platform, and placing my pale porcelain behind onto it with a small satisfied groan.

This was living I thought to myself, carefully placing my Dr Pepper can into a coaster to stop the damp condensation from dripping down the can and (god forbid) staining my plasticized MDF desk.

“It's time” I thought to myself grinning.

Shaking slightly I pressed the 'Power' button on my custom Alienware Aurora desktop computer and placed a trembling hand over my Razer Naga Epic MMO Gaming Mouse, slowly caressing its slender black figure for a second and letting out an orgasmic cry.

I hovered another hand over my keyboard effortlessly entered my 69 digit windows password in without even looking down. A small pebble of saliva trickled down my chin and hit the keyboard with a wet slap that made my eyelids flutter in ecstasy.

The 5 or so minutes I'd left the computer for it to complete updates had seemed like a millennia, and I took gargantuan pleasure in carefully dragging my slender nutrient deprived finger down my computer to the ROM drive and flick the small plastic button ordering the poorly crafted tray to slide and awaiting further orders.
With a snort like a pig in heat I closed the tray, this was really getting too much for me, I feared I would reach a beautiful climax far too soon to enjoy what was ahead of me.

“YOU'RE ALL MINE” I screeched into the monitor, cackling with hysteria slightly, even daring to place a playful finger into one of the many USB ports.

It all became too much and I seized the mouse once more and thrust it into the lower left hand corner of the screen

I opened the genteel sphere that was the Chrome shortcut and clicked on the exotically light blue F of the facebook bookmark and prepared to be plunged into a hypnotic night of notifications and poor grammar.

The whirring of the neon light cooler fan pierced the air, causing new waves of trembling ecstasy to sweep my body.

This was going to be an long night I thought to myself, stretching out a pale clammy hand to pick up my Dr Pepper.

Very long indeed.....