Double Tap Trigger Novels & Stories

Ryan tapped his finger on the wooden desk. The rhythm of the finger tapping is slow when his thinking is in its optimum state. But, when he's thinking is in a disordered state, or when Ryan is in a stress condition, the tapping becomes faster and annoyingly loud. This tic is one of Ryan's bad habits that he cannot stop even after his soul changes its body. From his face, people usually cannot guess what is the man is thinking. However, his close friend and his coworker can gouge how deeper his thought trailed on based on the tapping of his finger.

"What is that? What did he put under here?!" "Pressure-sensitive C4 charge with a dual-stage mercury switch," Ethan growled, his jaw clenching so hard his teeth groaned under the strain. He slapped the speakerphone button on the console, his voice cutting through the car like a razor. "Julian, you coward!" "I wouldn't shift your weight if I were you, Chloe,"Julian chuckled softly over the speaker. "The primary trigger is calibrated to your exact body weight. If you lift off that seat, even by an inch, it completes the circuit. If you hit the brakes too hard, the momentum switch trips it. And if the timer hits zero... well, you both vanish into thin air before the opening bell."

Claimed by him. Inspired, Tara put the book aside and rummaged around some more in the box. At the very bottom her fingers brushed by something firm and long-just what she was looking for. She pulled out her hidden toy, a rabbit vibrator, squeezing the firm yet yielding gel shaft into her palm and stroking the clit stimulator in slow deliberate circles.

My body swung outward, away from the bridge, away from David, into open air, and the angle of my body relative to vertical went past fifteen degrees, past twenty, past thirty — The mercury level shifted. I heard it. A tiny, almost inaudible sound inside the device — a soft, metallic click, like a key turning in a lock. The tilt switch had activated. The circuit was closed. David had gotten five digits of the six-digit code into the keypad. The sixth digit had never been entered. The bypass had never been engaged. And now it didn't matter, because the trigger mechanism was live, and the countdown — if there was one — had either started or was already complete.

I whispered as low as I could. “It is easy to understand and clear. Almost sounded as if you didn’t whisper at all.” Ryker returned the whisper so I could also hear what he was explaining. “You can also change the channel if you want. Those two are the only ones that have different channels. In order to change the channel, just tap the earbud. You’ll hear a computer-generated voice in your ear telling you what channel you are on. Your current channel is one, which is the channel all others share. The more you tap, the higher your channel will go. You might even pick up the sound of anyone using that channel that has a walkie-talkie.” Carter added.

“If you double tap the right earring, it will remotely access any computer within a 50 metre range. Double tap the left earring to delete any recently viewed files. Bear in mind, that the left earring will only work if you have access to the computer. It will be of no use, if you're locked out of their system.” I nod my head in understanding. “Thank you so much sir. This is exactly what I need.”

pulling. "Yes, Tiger. Burn for me." He sucked harder. His teeth scraping. His tongue soothing. Then his hand moved between my legs. One finger pushed inside. I gasped. Then two. The stretch was good. So good. Then three. "Oh God!" He curled his fingers. Found that spot inside me. And he started tapping it. Tap. Tap. Tap. "Corian!" "That's it. Scream for me." He tapped faster. Harder. Hit. Hit. Hit.

“Then come and get it.” I didn’t need to be told twice. I scrambled off the couch, dropping to my knees in front of him, my hands reaching out to grasp his hips. His cock was hot and heavy in my hands, the veins throbbing beneath my fingertips. I leaned in, my tongue swirling around the tip, tasting the salty pre-cum that had already begun to leak from him.

Over the years she totally took control of it and was able to see and feel everything that happened in the tower. Of course, she wasn't a goddess. She couldn't control everything at any moment. This was where this code came into action. As long as he tapped seven times in a certain rhythm on any surface such as a wall or mirror then it would alert her. This message simply means, [obverse me]. He did not believe that Milia was a traitor and neither did he believe that she would harm him in any way. One should always hope for the best while preparing for the worst.

Claimed by him. Inspired, Tara put the book aside and rummaged around some more in the box. At the very bottom her fingers brushed by something firm and long – just what she was looking for. She pulled out her hidden toy, a rabbit vibrator, squeezing the firm yet yielding gel shaft into her palm and stroking the clit stimulator in slow deliberate circles.