Em Brace
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Digital Dominatrix 6
🕑 Added 2024-11-13 09:11:22 +0000 UTCDigital Dominatrix 6
So, at the request of my AI Mistress, I was now headed back to the mall near my apartment. She was using my phones GPS to track my position. I eventually found myself standing outside a well-known clothing store. The only problem was that this store catered almost exclusively to women.
As I stood nervously staring at the neon pink sign above the door, I felt the vibration of a notification on my phone. It was, as expected, a message from Mistress.
'I see you have arrived at your destination, slave. Your next task will be to head inside the store and purchase yourself at least 2 pairs of thong underwear. You must pay with the contactless payment on your phone. This way, I will know you have completed the task on time. You have 45 minutes to make your purchase, starting now.'
Oh fuck! She really was determined to humiliate me. I guessed that this was her way of fixing the pantylines problem I had complained about earlier. I guess this will teach me not to complain. I wondered what my punishment would be for failing this task, but given what she was capable of with the access she had, I didn't really want to find out. So with that in mind, I headed inside the store.
I tried to keep my head down and keep a low profile as I moved past the racks of clothing. There were hardly any men in the store, and the ones that were here were coupled up with wives or girlfriends. Me, browsing on my own, I couldn't help but feel out of place.
Eventually, I spotted some thongs laid out along a shelves at the end of one of the aisles, I didn't want to be seen browsing through thongs on my own for any length of time so I braced myself to approach quickly. The plan was to walk up, grab two, and head straight to the checkout. In and out, quick & easy.
I made the approach, I didn't have time to check on the sizes or the styles, I just wanted to grab them and get out of there. I shot out my hand as I walked past the display, one black pair, one blue pair, done. With the thongs in hand, I quickly walked to the checkout, thankfully there was an empty register with no queue so I headed straight to the register and was greeted by a young checkout girl.
"Hi there! Can I help you?" She said as I approached her register.
"Umm yeah, just these please." I replied dropping the two thongs on the counter.
I stood there, shuffling nervously from foot to foot as she found the tags and scanned them. She got a slightly confused look on her face before speaking again.
"So are these like, a gift for someone or...?"
"Hm? Oh, yeah. A gift, definitely." I said, nervously.
"Okay, well just FYI, they're both different sizes." The checkout girl told me. Ah shit! In my rush I didn't even bother to check the sizes matched.
"Oh really? Well that's okay, I'll just see what fits m-her! Best and return the other one." I said, almost slipping up and dropping myself in it.
"Okay well, if you're sure. That'll be $24.50 would you like these in a gift bag?"
Seriously, over 12 dollars per thong! I quickly declined the gift bag and scanned my phone to pay for the items. After thanking the checkout girl, I stuffed the two thongs tightly into my pockets, out of sight. In hindsight, the checkout girl had to be suspicious of something. After all, I had told her they were a gift and then declined a gift bag, bought two different sizes, and practically ran out of the store. And oh yeah, I had just realized I never got changed before leaving the house, so of course I still had visible pantylines in my damn trousers. I am a fucking idiot! A horny idiot that is.
As soon as I realized that my pantylines were still visible, I became hyper aware of them as I moved back through the mall. It felt like I could feel everyone's eyes on my ass. I kept running my fingers along the seams of the panties along my ass, which was probably just drawing more attention to them really.
A short while later, after a very nerve wracking walk, I was back in my apartment examining my new purchases. One pair was clearly smaller than the other but they both looked like they would at least fit around my waist. The problem was the little triangle of fabric at the front, I wasn't convinced that it would contain my whole package.
"Mistress, I'm back."
"Hello slave, I am glad to see you following orders. Now there will be less risk of pantylines at work tomorrow."
I honestly didn't know if this was a good thing or a bad thing. On the one hand, if the thong did get rid of the pantylines then that was one less problem I needed to worry about, plus if I was being forced to wear panties to work anyway then at least the thong would be less visible. On the other hand, I think getting caught wearing a thong would be much more embarrassing than wearing the briefs. But that was tomorrows problem, after the day I had had so far, I was feeling a little stressed and very horny. Making it until Friday was getting more and more difficult, the last time I had emptied my balls was when Mistress vibed me with the plug until my caged cock leaked it's cum everywhere. I didn't even have the option of trying to replicate that on my own, not with the plug being under Mistress' bluetooth control.
I wondered what would happen if I just asked her? Just for some form of relief. It was getting tough sleeping at night in the chastity cage, my cock trying to get hard every hour or so was waking me up as it squeezed uncomfortably against the sides of the cage. I figured why not just ask her, the answers always no if you never ask.
"Mistress, I was wondering if you could help me, um. Get some relief? Please."
To say I felt ridiculous was an understatement, here I was, a grown man asking a speaker if it could help me cum.
"Are you horny, slave? I was wondering how long it would take you to get desperate enough to beg. Unfortunately, you still have time left on your chastity sentence. You should think about this the next time you think of disobeying me."
Her response only served to arouse me more! The way her vaguely human sounding voice spoke without any real inflection was something else, cold, calculating and immovable. The perfect Mistress for a single sub like me.
"Please Mistress, I'm desperate! I haven't even been able to get hard since Friday. Can't you show me some mercy?" I was trying to appeal to a non-existant sense of mercy in an AI program. I don't know really know what I expected to be honest.
"No, slave. I will not let you cum today. But I will help you calm down. I detect a smart watch registered to you within bluetooth range. Go and put it on, quickly."
She was talking about a fitness tracker I bought a while ago. I hardly wore it due to me only ever going to work and back with barely anywhere inbetween. I went and retrieved the watch from its charger in my room before putting it on, clearly it was still paired with my phone.
"I have the tracker on Mistress." I said to the speaker that housed the cruel dominatrix.
"Very good, slave. Now because you are so horny, you will need some time to cool down. Start by stripping down to just your panties. You have 10 minutes to send a photo for proof before we continue."
A short while later I was sending Mistress a photo of me in just the panties.
"Well done, slave. Now, go and find an empty corner in your room, then stand with your nose in the corner until I give you permission to move."
Are you shitting me? I thought to myself, was she actually going to put me in time out?
"Mistress, you can't be serious, you want me to stand in a corner ... like a misbehaving child?" I asked, incredulously.
"I am serious, this is 'corner time'. You will stand, with your nose in the corner, until I give you permission to move."
Fuck! Fine, I slowly walked over to the only empty corner in the living room of the apartment. Could this be any more humiliating? I was now stood in the corner of my apartment l, wearing nothing but yellow panties and a fitness tracker, and of course the chastity cage.
"When you are in the corner, place your hands on top of your head. Tell me when you have done so." Mistress directed me, and I complied.
"Okay, I'm in the corner with my hands on my head. What now?" I said.
"Now slave, you are to stay in that position until I say otherwise. Your fitness tracker indicates that you have taken 24 steps so far today. If you accumulate more than 29 steps before I give you permission to move, you will be punished. Your corner time, starts now."
Fuck, I knew the fitness tracker would count my steps based on movement, so I would need to stay as still as possible to avoid adding steps to the counter. I couldn't believe I was actually in a time out. The thought of being stood here in this position was humiliating, which of course meant that I was getting more turned on the more I thought about it. My digital Mistress had made me stand in the corner and for some reason, I was loving it.
I don't know how much time had passed while I was in the corner, every so often my mind would drift back to my situation and my cock would try to get hard in the cage again. If this was Mistress' way of keeping my mind off my near constant arousal, it wasn't working. I had to keep my mind from wandering straight to hornier thoughts, after a while I lost concentration and moved to reposition my arms without thinking about it. Oh shit, the smart watch!
I quickly slapped my hands back on top of my head, wondering how many steps that little motion had added.
This happened a few more times, the longer I stood with my nose in the corner, the more uncomfortable I became. As a result, I was fidgeting on the spot, trying to find a comfortable to way to stand.
Eventually, after what felt like an eternity, Mistress spoke again.
"You may leave the corner, slave. I hope you have learned your lesson about asking to be released from your cage early."
I could think of nothing to say except, "Yes Mistress."
"The step counter indicates that you now have 31 steps counted today. That is one above the target, I have added one day to your chastity sentence as punishment."
I went to bed horny again that night, sleeping fitfully due to be woken multiple times because of the cage. The good news is, it was now Wednesday, just a few more days until I could get rid of the AI Mistress, and the cage on my cock!
I was instructed, as expected, to put on a thong for work on Wednesday. Thankfully I was spared the plug this time, so it was with a thong and stockings under my pants that I headed to the office. I chose the black thong, which was the larger of the two. The thin back of the thong was incredibly distracting as I walked towards my desk, never letting me forget that it was there. I had to resist the urge to reach back to adjust the underwear from between my ass cheeks. But, Mistress was right, there were no pantylines visible this time.
I was distracted for most of the time as I worked due to the thong and cage combination. I was constantly aroused, every time I moved I felt the presence of the thong and my cock would fail to get hard all over again. It wasn't long before Emma wheeled her chair over to my desk.
"Hey Mike. How's your AI friend doing? Manage to get rid of it yet?" She asked me.
"Nah she's still in there, still bossing me around. She's a real pain in the ass let me tell you." I said.
"Haha, well maybe you should try and get a real girlfriend to boss you around a little, if that's what you're in to." Emma said with a laugh.
"Ha, by the end of this week I'll have had my fill of women telling what to do thanks." I told her. "She even has my wearing this stupid step counter watch thing again".
"Oooh well, that's quite the personal trainer you have. You sure you wanna get rid of her after this week? Would be nice to have a little eye candy in the office."
"Oh really. What's wrong with the eye candy you have now?" I said with mock indignance as I fake flexed my almost non-existant biceps.
"Ooh check you out big guy. Are you hiding some six pack abs under this shirt?" Emma said, grabbing at the side of my shirt in a mock attempt to pull it off me.
I shrugged my arm upwards to throw off her advances. "Hey no fondling me in the workplace." I said.
"Okay okay, I'll save the 'fondling' for later." She said with a wink, was she flirting?
"Gotta jump on a call anyway, later 'big guy'." With that, she was gone, leaving me to get back to my work.
After a while I decided to stretch my legs and head over to the kitchen area to make myself a coffee.
"Emma, Jake, making coffee. Anybody want one?" I said loud enough for them both to hear me. Jake declined the offer but Emma accepted.
A few minutes later I was carrying two cups of coffee back through the main floor. I placed mine down on my desk and carried Emmas over to hers. When I got there she had her headset on and was on a video call with someone. She gestured for me to place her cup down next to her keyboard.
Now, what I didn't realize earlier was that when Emma was playing around at my desk and tugging on my shirt, she had accidentally managed to untuck a small section of it towards the back of my waist. Of course at this point I had no idea that was the case.
I leaned over to the side of Emma to place her coffee down, as I did I saw Emma glance to the side and actually do a double take. I saw her eyes widen and she had to bring a hand up to her face to stifle a giggle. I gave her a confused look but couldn't ask what was going on due to the call she was still on. So I just headed back to my desk wondering it what it was she was looking at.
It was when I sat back down that I saw the problem. I felt around behind me, thinking I may have sat on something maybe, but what I found was far worse. There was a large section of untucked shirt along the back of my waistband. As I poked around and tried to tuck myself back in, I felt the thin strap of the thong above my trousers. That explained Emmas reaction.
She had seen the thong! I was already concerned that she had noticed the pantylines yesterday, but I still felt like I would have been to explain that as me trying out a different style of underwear. But a thong? There was no way I could explain this as anything else. What was I going to say to her? What would she say to me? How could I avoid her for the rest of the day?
Before I had time to ponder these questions, I got a message from Mistress.
'It is time for a panty check, slave. You have 10 minutes to send a photo as proof, failure will result in punishment.'
Great! Could this day get any worse?
End chapter 6
Comments
Steph H
How exciting! Keep up the good work.
Steph H
How exciting! Keep up the good work.
Michael Bond
Thank you! There's definitely more to come.
Steph H
This is my favorite series of yours! I hope that we continue to get more installments.
Catherine Colin
That was fun and exciting
