Genji struggled to concentrate on the teachings of his master, Zenyatta, as he meditated. It was calm and quiet up here, in the mountains of Nepal. But for all the quiet and solitude, Genji was struggling to find inner peace. His room was practically bare - the only conceit was that it was built in the traditional Japanese way, with paper walls and tatami mat flooring. Yet still, he was distracted. For the hundredth time, Genji activated the diagnostics routine that Dr. Ziegler had built into his cybernetic body. Again, it quickly reported that there was no fault with any of his systems. Genji frowned, though he had not truly been expecting a different result. If he was being honest with himself, he knew exactly why his thoughts were so disorganised.

    He lacked purpose. For all the wisdom Zenyatta had to share, Genji couldn’t shake the feeling it had been a mistake to seclude himself in such a remote part of the world. During his wild adolescence he had known no purpose but his own pleasure, but he had at least been surrounded by people, and the hustle and bustle of Hanamura’s streets. In Overwatch, he had finally found friends, a purpose and a home. But it had not lasted. Since the end of Overwatch, Genji had often felt ill at ease with himself. More and more, he pondered what it meant to be a man with a machine body. Master Zenyatta’s wise words brought him some measure of comfort, but he couldn’t shake the feeling that something was missing.

    “My my, chico,” an accented, female voice said, from the air behind him. “I tell you, I did not expect the famous Shimada playboy to be living like a monk.”

    “What?” Genji yelled. He was taken completely surprise by the new presence in the room. Neither his cybernetic instruments nor his finely-honed natural sense of awareness had detected anyone enter. But with all his training, it look only heartbeats for him to recover his composure. A single thought sent electricity thrumming through his limbs as he powered-up in readiness for battle. In a single, lithe movement he rose to his feet, wheeled around, drew his sword with one hand and prepared a trio of shuriken with the other. A second surprise came when, surveying the room, Genji could see anyone besides himself.

    “What’s the matter, Genji?” the voice called out, mocking him. “Can’t you see me?”

    “Show yourself!” Genji was straining his senses to find the intruder, but he couldn’t pinpoint where exactly the voice was coming from.

    “As you wish.” Genji could hear the smirk in this mysterious woman’s voice.

    An indistinct, purple shimmer appeared in the air in front of Genji. Bit by bit, the strange shimmer coalesced into the outline of a person, and then the purple glow receded to reveal a fully formed young woman standing right before Genji, having seemingly appeared from thin air. Her appearance was as strange as her arrival. She wore a dark, oddly-cut leather jacket with purple trim, and long, sleek, purple gloves and boots. Her hair was styled all over on one side, with circuitry touching her bare skin on the other side. She regarded Genji with a look that radiated confidence.

    “Who are you?” Genji demanded.

    “I am called Sombra,” she answered, with a little flourish. “Now, since we’re getting to know each other, why don’t you put those silly weapons away?”

    “Why are you here?” Genji didn’t move an inch, ready to strike at the slightest suspicious movement.

    “As you like.” Sombra sighed. “It’s very simple. You’re a very interesting man, Genji Shimada. I like interesting people. I think you and I should be ‘friends.’”

    “Friends?” This was almost unreal. “What do you mean? Explain yourself at once!”

    “It’s very simple, amigo.” Sombra just kept smiling. “You scratch my back, I scratch yours. Comprende?”

    “Please leave.” Genji sense nothing could would come from this strange woman. “There is nothing you can offer me.”

    “Oh, amigo.” Sombra didn’t seem at all perturbed. “That doesn’t matter. Not one bit. This isn’t up to you all.”

    By now, even though he was almost certain this Sombra didn’t have a weapon, Genji’s instincts were screaming at him, telling him he was in grave danger. This woman was trouble, and she was threatening him. That was enough. In the space of a single heartbeat, Genji silently activated the energy emitters in his sword and lunged forward with perfect form, intending to inflict a disabling wound. But at the last instant Genji’s cybernetic muscles stalled to a halt, leaving his sword suspended mid-strike mere millimetres from Sombra’s face. The strange woman didn’t budge. She just looked at him with an triumphal expression. Unable to explain what had happened, Genji tried to draw back and strike again. But when he did, he found himself unable to move at all, not even slightly.

    “The hard way, then.” Sombra gestured towards Genji with the strange, claw-like device  on her hand. As she did so, Genji’s vision flickered. A stylised skull icon appeared in the centre of his field of view. Red icons flashed and blared at him from around the edges of his sight, indicating multiple failures of his cybernetic systems.

    “What have you done to me?” For the first time in a long while, Genji felt real fear. His body was no longer his own.

    “It’s very simple, amigo. I’ve hacked you.” Sombra affected a mock bow. “Allow me to introduce myself properly. I’m Sombra, the greatest hacker in the world.” Her voice was proud, but she wasn’t boasting. She was stating a plain fact. “To someone like me, you’re a real treat. A perfect little toy. You know, your security systems were quite advanced. It took me almost twnty seconds to take complete control of your body.”

    “What… what do you plan to do with me?” Genji asked through gritted teeth. He quite straining to move, but his body just wouldn’t obey his commands. It seemed hopeless.

    “I already told you. You’re going to be my ‘friend.’ I’m sure we can help each other in all sorts of ways.”

    “No!” Genji could not allow this evil woman to use him for her own, shadowy ends. He would find some way to resist. “I’ll get free of you somehow. Mercy will know what to do, or Torbjorn.”

    “Oh, amigo.” Sombra shook her head slowly. “Clearly you don’t quite understand your situation. Allow me to demonstrate.”

    Carefully, Sombra pried his sword and shurikens from Genji’s unresisting hands, and threw them aside. Then, she walked a leisurely circuit around his paralysed body. Genji was still stuck like a statue, unable even to turn his head to follow Sombra. The hacker raised a single finger, and then touched it to the peak of Genij’s nose.

    “Boop.” Sombra giggled to herself. “You’re powerless, Genji. How about you just agree to help me with one or two little things, and I give you your body back. Sounds fair, si?”

    “I am not your puppet,” Genji spat.

    “No?” Sombra smirked. “You need another demonstration, I see.”

    Sombra walked another circuit around Genji, but this time she inspected his body with her hands. She stoked his facemask with her fingertips, then prodded at one of the metal plates on this back, then ran her claw-like fingertips across his belly as she came back around. Genji’s electronic nerves transmitted every single humiliating sensation, sending a tingle down his spine. He burned with fury, knowing he was powerless to stop Sombra doing whatever she liked with him.

    “Say, chico,” Sombra murmured, clearly enjoying herself. “This cyborg body of yours is quite something. I bet you were easy on the eyes, back in your day.”

    “My life before Overwatch no longer matters.”

    “Come on, that’s no fun.” Sombra conjured a holoscreen out of thin air in front of her, and started reading something from it. “According to my information, you were quite the playboy before your brother attacked you. What a crime!”

    “You have no right to speak of Hanzo!” Genji snapped, angrily. “I have forgiven him.”

    “But the ladies have not, no?” Sombra laughed softly. “Say, I wonder…”

    Sombra snapped her fingers dramatically. Genji felt the metal panels of his armour loosen, and the panel covering his groin retracted up into his body. Genji felt suddenly extremely vulnerable. He was completely naked and exposed underneath. Sombra stood right in front of him, a shark’s grin on her face, and inspected him with great interest.

    “My,” she whistled. “I am pleased to see your brother left this part of you alone.”

    Genji kept silent. He wasn’t sure where this was going, but the pit of anxiety in the base of his stomach was growing worse by the second. Besides, he didn’t want to give Sombra the satisfaction of getting a reaction out of him. But he couldn’t quite stop himself letting out a gasp when Sombra placed her hand firmly on his balls.

    “I like what I’m seeing,” Sombra purred. “But I think I want to see him at his full size. So show me, won’t you?

    Sombra placed her fingers along Genji’s shaft and started to stroke his cock up and down. It took everything he had to suppress a groan. It had been so long since he had known to touch of a woman, and Sombra’s touch was surprisingly gentle and skilled.

    “What are you-” Genji lost his voice when Sombra tightened her grip on his cock, ever so slightly threatening him with her pointed fingernails. She looked right into his eyes.

    “Get hard for me, boy.”

    Despite himself, Genji felt his cock growing stiff. He felt dizzy. What was happening? What was this crazy woman doing with him? If only he could move. Sombra seemed completely fixated on his cock, a hungry look in her eyes. It was getting harder and harder for Genji to think straight. Every touch sent a new shock of pleasure up Genji’s spine. He tried to force himself to run through some meditation exercises, but it was no use. Whenever he thought he was getting used to Sombra’s handjob, she changed up her technique and sent him reeling again. The things she was doing with her fingers! The girls back in Hanamura had nothing on her.

    “Sombra,” Genji managed. “Stop this!”

    “No,” replied Sombra playfully, without bothering to look at him.

    “Stop this,” Genji repeated. “Please!”

    “Mmm.” This time, Sombra looked at him. “It’s good you know how to beg. You will be doing more of that soon.” Sombra tilted her head to one side, still looking at Genji’s head. She called up her holoscreen and glanced at it for a moment. “I think I want to see your face.”

    “What? No!”

    Sombra ignored his protests. She laid her palm flat against his chest. A surge of strange energy ran through Genji’s body, and he felt his face-mask disengage. With great care, Sombra reached up and removed it, and placed it gently on the ground. She looked at him again, intently searching his ruined face.

    “My,” she commented thoughtfully. “Your brother really did a number on you, didn’t he?”

    “You see?” Genji laughed dryly. Bitter humour was a long-practised response to his injuries. “There’s no reason a girl like you should be interested in a creature like me. For anything.”

    “What do you mean, chico?” Sombra tilted her head the other way, and flicked her purple hair. “It doesn’t make any difference to me. In fact, I like the way you’re blushing right now. It’s cute. It turns me on.”

    “Oh.” The word slipped out, stupidly. Genji had assumed that Sombra would have backed off the moment he saw his true face. But she had already returned her attentions to his cock, sending yet more pleasurable shivers all down his body. Genji couldn’t stop asking himself why Sombra was doing this. She already had him in her power. Was it for the sheer thrill of it? And did it even matter? Sombra was settling into a rhythm, working both hands along the length of his solid cock, and Genji couldn’t help groaning with each stroke. One moment she was tenderly caressing his balls, then she was tugging firmly on the base of his shaft, then she was lightly teasing his cockhead. It was torture.

    “Oh, Si,” Sombra hummed. From her predatory grin, she was taking pleasure in each of Genji’s twitches and moans. “Oh, I think I will get a closer look.”

    Sombra sank to her knees in front of Genji, and with her hands still in motion, started to give him a blowjob. She took it slowly at first, just lapping at the tip of his swollen cock with her tongue. Within seconds, Genji was panting with need. Sombra laughed cruelly, sensing the bittersweet mixture of heady pleasure and shameful disgust Genji was experiencing. For just a moment, Sombra completely stopped touching him. She looked at him, waiting just long enough for him to let out an involuntary growl of discontent, and then took his cock in her mouth. Genji’s eyes rolled back into his skill. God, she was good! Showing no mercy, Sombra immediately deep-throated him. Genji felt a rush of heat as the intense suction of Sombra’s throat rolled over his cock. Genji knew he was running out of willpower. He redoubled his efforts to break free of Sombra’s control. His forehead broke out with sweat. He could feel Sombra’s controls in his head like iron bars. When he directed all his strength, he could just about feel them give way. He was almost free to move!

    And then it didn’t matter anymore. A white—hot flash of pure ecstasy broke Genji’s concentration. He opened his eyes, glanced down, and saw Sombra’s purple lips half-way down his cock, her cheeks sucked in to create a tight seal. The sensation on Genji’s cock was incredible. It was better than any sex he’d ever had. Already, he felt an orgasm rising within  his balls. He could barely keep control of himself. It was like Sombra was determined to suck the cum right out of him. But at the last moment, she relented.

    “You like that, amigo?” Sombra licked her lips, slurping obscenely on the thick precum Genji’s cock had released. “A little something I learnt on the steets of Dorado. I bet those sweet, pure Hanamura schoolgirls you liked to bed didn’t know how to do that, hmm?”

    “No…” Genji was seeing stars. He no longer had it in him to formulate a rebuke or denial. Sombra just smirked at his reaction. Genji wondered again who the hell this woman was. Dorado… she was Mexican, then. And a hacker. With her insane confidence and sexual prowess, it was like he was looking at the devil herself. The thought sent another shiver down Genji’s spine.

    “Now, I think its time for you to take care of me.”

    Sombra unfastened her coat, and shrugged it off. Underneath, she was wearing just a violet tube top and black panties. She quickly shucked off her panties, and displayed her pussy to Genji completely brazenly. Then, she rested her hacking claw on Genji’s chest again, and sent another pulse of purple energy running through him. Genji felt his muscles come to life, entirely against his wishes. Sombra made him sit down on the tatami mat floor, and then relax back and straighten out until he was lying completely flat on the ground. Lazily, Sombra planted one foot on each side of his body. For a moment she stood over him, revelling in the ability to stare down at Genji from a position of absolute superiority. Then, she lowered herself down so that she was sitting on his stomach. She then pushed herself back until Genji’s cock was firmly nestled between her taut ass cheeks. Genji felt the moistness of her pussy on the base of his stomach, and felt even more blood flow into his cock in response.

    “Oh, now this chico is excited to see me, is he not?” Sombra cooed. She started to move back and forth a little, rubbing Genji’s cock with her ass.

    “Urghh…” Genji just gurgled in response. It was getting very hard for him to remember why he should resist this bewitching woman. He just barely managed to give voice to a question. “Why are you doing this to me?”

    “Because I can,” Sombra said, and lifted herself up and impaled herself on Genji’s cock.

    Immediately, Sombra started to ride him at a furious pace. Resting her hands on Genji’s chest to steady herself, she used her wide hips and bronzed thighs to thrust herself up and down the full length of Genji’s shaft. Genji could feel the slick, wetness of her pussy lubricating his cock and making it all the more pleasurable. Sombra’s enthusiastic, full-throated moans made it very clear she was feeling at least as good as Genji was. If anything, she was over-emphasising all her vulgar noises, just like whores and girls in pornography did. Genji knew why. He was starting to understand his captor. Her moans were just another demonstration of her power over him. She could use him as much as she wanted, and he was powerless to stop her. If he was feeling pleasure, it was only because she wanted it.

    “Please, please stop.” Genji was reduced to begging. What he else could he do? He needed to stop this. It went against all his vows, all his principles. This woman wanted to use him for evil purposes. He could feel it. But, he was starting to accept, he couldn’t stop her. He just couldn’t. His body was his prison.

    “Si, si, si!” Sombra completely ignored him, lost in her own world of sexual ecstasy.

    After a few more wild thrusts, Sombra slumped forward so her tits were rubbing against Genji’s chest as she rode him. The sensation of Sombra’s whole body gyrating against his was enough to drive all other thoughts from Genji’s mind. All he could see was her. All he could smell was her. He had never been with a woman who was so overbearingly sexual. In his younger days he had always been the predator, never the prey. Now, something new and feral was awakening within him. Despite his shame, he couldn’t sake his eyes off the sinuous writhing of her limbs as she fucked him. She was incredibly beautiful. Genji couldn’t deny that. Her caramel skin, her shining eyes, her alluring figure completely dominated his mind.

    Sombra pulled herself up Genji’s body until she was face to face with him. She was still rolling her hips over him, driving his cock in and out of her pussy, but not so deeply due to his greater height. To Genji’s shock, Sombra thrust her face into his and kissed him deeply. It took Genji a few seconds to adjust to the feeling of her long tongue determinedly exploring his mouth. It was one more violation, on top of all the others. And it felt really, really good. Without really meaning to, started to kiss her back. But as soon as he did, she pulled away. For a just a moment she raised her head above his and looked down at him with a wicked, leering grin of victory. Then, she lent back down and, without breaking her rhythm on his cock, started to kiss and lick all over Genji’s face. The feeling sent tingles across Genji’s skin. He found himself gasping for it, revelling in it. Sombra cradled his head for a moment, planting a single, almost tender kiss on his forehead, then forced his head back down onto the floor and sat up, riding him harder and harder.

    Genji could feel nothing but the wet, tight sensation of his cock being pulled deep into Sombra’s hot pussy. He felt his cock start to pulse with internal pressure, and realised he was about to cum. He couldn’t hold back. But somehow, Sombra seemed to sense that he was approaching the edge, and slowed her pace until she was just gently teasing him with her hips. Genji couldn’t suppress a moan of disappointment, at which Sombra smiled from ear to ear.

    “You see, amigo, now we are getting somewhere!” Genji had no resistance left in him. “I’m so pleased you’ve opened up to me.” As if it was his choice. Genji knew there was no point trying to move. “But I think I want to go just a little bit further. What do you think?”

    Not expecting a reply, Sombra turned away from Genji. With his hard cock still inside of her, she turned her whole body around until she was facing 180 degrees away from him, wiggling her hips mercilessly as she did so and giving Genji a perfect view of her finely toned ass. Genji couldn’t imagine what she had in store for him. Deep down, he knew he ought to try and muster some resistance, if only to make a futile protest, but he couldn’t. He couldn’t summon any will to resist this pleasure. His cheeks burned with shame as he realised she was breaking him, like a trainer would break a riding horse. But he still couldn’t make himself want to resist.

    Sombra bent her head around so Genji could see her slip her index finger into her mouth and suck on it provocatively. When she removed it, it was slick with saliva.

    “Tell me, chico,” she asked, “Has anyone ever played with this fine culo of yours?”

    Genji didn’t know what ‘culo’ meant. But he quickly figured it out when Sombra bent over and he felt a firm pressure against his asshole. After a little twisted and turned, Sombra teased open his asshole and slipped her finger inside. The feeling of something solid inside him was completely alien to Genji. A strange mixture of discomfort and erotic pleasure filled the lower half of his body. Sombra took her time exploring him. Genji writhed mentally as her finger wormed its way deeper and deeper inside of him, curving slowly upwards towards his belly. Then, all of a sudden, he came alive. It was like Sombra’s finger had touched a switch inside him, sending lightning bolts of pleasure all around his body. Genji reflexively closed his eyes, waiting for the new sensation to run its course. When it finally did, he opened them again and found Sombra looking back at him, smirking knowingly.

    “You like that, si?” She seemed to take Genji’s dazed, blissed-out expression for agreement. “See what happens when you trust me? Like I said, I scratch your back, you scratch mine.”

    Sombra went back to fingering his ass, slowly massaging that magic spot Genji had never known he had. Each touch brought him to new heights of ecstasy. He had never felt anything like it before. Genji just relaxed back and let Sombra have her way with him. It seemed like the only thing he could do, and at that moment it was the only thing he wanted to do. He realised he was making a low, continuous groaning sound from his throat and clamped down on it, embarrassed. But a much louder moan forced its way out of him when Sombra slipped a second finger into his ass and used it to caress his prostate.

    “No, no, no,” she chided. “I want to hear you sing for me, amigo.”

    With that, Sombra started to slowly roll her hips up and down the length of his cock again. Genji realised his cock was the hardest it had ever been. Thanks to Sombra’s insistent touch in his ass, every sensation along his cock was heightened. Genji immediately realised he wouldn’t be able to endure Sombra’s double assault for very long. Already he could feel his balls swelling with white-hot cum. Sombra increased the pace of her thrusts, fucking him harder and harder. Genji totally resigned himself to being her toy. He could now see he had been her plaything all along, ever since she had first entering his room, invisible. Maybe even before that. She knew exactly what to do to him. He was putty in her hands.

    Surprisingly, felt his body lurch into motion again. His hips started pumping upwards, meeting each one of Sombra’s thrusts with one of his own. Clearly, she had hacked his motor systems again. Sombra squealed, delighted. She was still looking away from Genji, but he could see the corners of her face grow flushed with pleasure. For some reason, Genji found that satisfying. He wanted to make her cum. He sensed she was close. He was close too. The way Sombra was moving her hips was pure sorcery. It reminded Genji of the bewitching motions of Samba dancers. She would ride him back and forth, then up and down, then rotate her hips in a wide circle in a way that delightfully emphasised her feminine curves. The things she was doing to Genji’s cock were indescribable. Each one of her movements made her pussy stroke his cock in a new, different way. Between that and the insisting massaging of his prostate, she was driving Genji insane. Still a prisoner of Sombra’s control, Genji could do nothing more than keep up his regular, involuntary thrusting. He found he badly wanted to do more.

    “Sombra, please…” he cried.

    “Que?” Sombra turned back to look at him. The expression on her face was pure, hedonistic joy.

    “Please, set me free.” Sombra raised an eyebrow. “I don’t want to stop anymore. I just…” In the face of Sombra’s dominant, superior smirk, Genji could finally admit the truth. “I just want to fuck you harder.”

    “Oh, chico.” In response to his words, Sombra’s pussy clenched down hard on his cock. She now wore a look of absolute victory. “I love to hear you say that. But you know, I set you free a little while ago. I haven’t been controlling you for a few minutes now.”

    Genji experimentally tried to move his hand, and was able to wiggle his fingers. It was true. The implications of Sombra’s words slammed into his head. The thrusting of his hips… he had been doing it himself, by pure instinct. Genji could do nothing more than smile. She was truly in control. She had hacked him, through and through. Genji started moving his hips, this time deliberately. Sombra squealed in delight as he started to fuck her back. Her pure joy was evident on her face, in her moaning voice, in her enthusiastic movements. Sombra’s fingering of his asshole became more insisting, and Genji found himself thrusting into her in response to the thrusting of her fingers into his ass. It was dizzying. Genji knew he was constantly crying out with sheer ecstasy, but he didn’t know when or what he was saying. This couldn’t go on much longer.

    Genji felt, rather than heard, Sombra orgasm. Surprisingly, she wasn’t vocal. Instead, her moaning completely cut off and she went silent, as if struggling to breathe. But her pussy went wild. She started convulsing all along Genji’s cock, in unpredictable, spasming patterns. To Genji, it felt as if she was trying her utmost to drain the cum from his balls. He stopped thrusting. It was all he could do to hang on the edge. He didn’t want this to end. After a few second, Sombra’s orgasm subsided and she resumed her rapid thrusting. But then she came again - and then again, and again, and again. Genji whined with need. The feeling was unbearable. Sombra was now panting audible, fighting for breaths between her multiple orgasms. Through all that, she kept fucking his ass with her fingers. If anything, she became more forceful with each orgasm. Genji was burning up.

    “Cum for me,” Sombra gasped, having recovered enough of her composure to speak. “Cum, cum, cum, cum, cum!”

    Genji obeyed. With one last, almighty thrust, he came. Sombra went limp atop him as he discharged his cum into Sombra’s welcoming cunt. It was the single most intense orgasm of his life. Probably, he guessed, it was the most intense he would ever have. Genji arched his back for a long moment, and then went completely limp as the white-hot fire of orgasm wiped his mind blank. A couple of seconds later, Sombra collapsed back onto his chest, removing her fingers from his tender ass and allowing his cock to slip free of her pussy, leaving a slick trail of white cum dripping from her onto Genji’s hips.

    For what felt like a long time, neither of them moved. The just rested there, touching one another and waiting for their breathing to return to a regular rhythm. Through a post-orgasmic haze, Genji’s was thinking about his life. Much as it pained his sense of honour to admit it, this was the first time since arriving at the Nepalese monastery that he had felt truly alive. Genji realised he wanted mire.

    Sombra was the first to rouse herself. Extracted herself from Genji’s weak embrace, she picked up her jacket from somewhere and put it back on. She turned back to Genji.

    “Yay! Now we are friends! Si?” Genji just nodded. “I’ve always wanted a friend like you. I’ll be in touch, Genji Shimada. When I need a favour. And hey, maybe we can do this again?”

    Sombra didn’t wait for a reply. She just vanished into thin air, right before Genji’s eyes. He slumped back onto the tatami mat floor, and giggled weakly, like a schoolboy. To think, he was going to see this wicked woman again!

    Genji was looking forward to it.

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