Em Brace
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Digital Dominatrix - 4
🕑 Added 2024-11-04 15:53:25 +0000 UTCDigital Dominatrix - 4
I was standing there, in my living room, holding a pair of bluetooth, remote locking handcuffs, and wondering, just what my digital Mistress had planned for me next.
“Ummm, Mistress, what am I supposed to do with these?”
“They are for your next task, slave. First, you need to strip down to your panties, then send another photo as proof. I will then give you your next task.”
Oh shit, this can’t be good. But I didn’t want to refuse too many orders, not with her having control of the messaging apps on my phone. With this in mind, I followed her first order. Before too long, I was standing in just the yellow womens briefs that she had forced me to wear. I snapped the photo of myself from the waist down and sent it to the AI chat that Mistress used.
Before too long, her voice came back through my smart speaker.
“Good boy, now, do you have a traditional chair in your home?” She asked me. I did. It was the chair I used for browsing on my laptop, a simple wooden chair with a back made of several slats of wood.
“Yes Mistress, I do.”
“Good, you will need to sit in the chair, and cuff your hands behind your back, making sure the chain on your cuffs is passed behind in a way that keeps you fixed to the chair. You have 10 minutes to complete this task.”
Double shit! Was I really about to let an AI force me to bind myself to my chair? Considering all she had done to me so far, and how turned on I was by the idea, the answer was probably going to be yes.
I sat down in my chair and examined the cuffs. They looked like a typical pair of handcuffs except that the chain itself was a little longer than usual, probably because there was a small black box in the center of the chain that no doubt housed the signals and sensors for the electronic locking mechanism.
I snapped the cuff onto one of my wrists and, after a little fumbling around behind me, managed to get the other cuff threaded through wooden slats before snapping the other cuff closed around my other wrist.
There was a quick release type of mechanism on the side of each cuff, I could reach this with my fingers if I wanted to remove the cuffs … at least I could for now.
“Done Mistress. I’m in the chair and cuffed.”
“Good boy, I hope for your sake you haven’t tried to fool your Mistress again.”
After the buttplug incident, I was hesitant to try and lie to her again. Besides, I was incredibly curious as to how it would feel to be cuffed to the chair.
So here I was, handcuffed to a chair in my own living room. A bluetooth controlled chastity cage locked around my cock, Yellow panties on full display, and a vibrating, bluetooth controlled buttplug shoved up my ass.
“-Pairing successful-. I am now paired with your new handcuffs. I will set the timer for 30 minutes.”
I heard a faint beep come from behind me as the electronic lock slid a locking pin into place somewhere on the cuffs. I moved my fingers up to where the quick release lever was and gave it a little push. The lever didn’t move at all. I was officially stuck … and I loved it!
My poor cock was trying desperately to get hard in its prison as I struggled lightly against the cuffs. I was enjoying the feeling of being bound for a few minutes before Mistress said something that changed my outlook slightly.
“Slave, you have 25 minutes left until the cuffs unlock. In 22 minutes time, I will send a text to Kate, asking for her urgent help with something. This will leave you 3 minutes to get out of your cuffs, and to hide your panties before Kate gets here. Good luck.”
“What?! No, you can’t do that. Mistress please, what if Kate sees the message right away and decides to come straight over? She is only across the hall, she could be here in 30 seconds if she wanted to-’Bzzzzt’ Oh fuck.” She had activated the buttplug. I was now sat handcuffed to a chair with a plug vibrating in my ass. I began struggling a lot more intensely now, knowing what was at stake.
The plug was vibrating on and off in a steady Bzzzt, Bzzzt, Bzzzt pattern, constantly breaking my concentration as I tried to think of a way to avoid the potential humiliation.
Think dammit! Okay, it will be fine. Kate probably won’t have her phone in her hand at the time, so she won’t see the message right away. That means she won’t get here super quickly. She could be in the shower, that would give me plenty of time to release myself. Maybe she’s cooking dinner, that would be good too. But what if she’s just browsing her phone when the message sends? Well then maybe she won’t be dressed decent enough to leave her place, that would be good. She would definitely have to at least put on her shoes. I’d be fine … maybe.
Every possible scenario ran through my head as I struggled in the chair, the plug still vibrating away. The chair I was in was in full view of the door to my apartment so I would be visible immediately.
That was the first problem I needed to solve. So I carefully stood up from the chair, there was a painful amount of pressure on my wrists as I was forced to drag the chairs back forward by my cuffs. I eventually got to an almost upright position and began shuffling towards my bedroom. I didn’t make it very far before Mistress put a stop to my plans.
“My speakers detect movement further away than where you started. You had better not be trying to leave the room before the time is up, slave. If you move any further away then I will send the text to Kate right now.”
Shit! Whoever designed this app had clearly put a lot of thought into it. I was trapped, all I could do was hope that Kate wouldn’t get the message right away.
“You have 1 minute until I send the message to Kate.”
Okay, almost time. I couldn’t leave the room until the timer on the cuffs was up. My panties had bunched up and slipped halfway between my ass cheeks during my struggles, making my appearance even more embarrassing.
“Message sent. You have 3 minutes remaining.”
I quickly positioned both my fingers on the release levers and pressed against them. They were still locked in place but I would at least be ready as soon as they were unlocked. I tried to slow down my breathing and keep perfectly still, listening for any sign of movement out in the hall. My heart was pounding against my chest, that and the occasional vibration from my ass was all that could be heard.
“1 minute remaining” Yes! Come on. I had not heard any noise from the hall so far. She hadn’t seen the message yet.
“30 seconds remaining.” As soon as she said that the plug in my ass seemed to shift gears. Surging to max strength with a continuous ‘Bzzzzzzzzzzzztttttttt’ that didn’t show any signs of stopping. After around ten seconds of the constant, full power buzz, I felt something like an orgasm starting. It was weird that I felt like I was going to cum with my cock locked away as it was, but I was definitely feeling something happening as the vibration persisted.
“Ohh fuck Mistress. Please stop, I think I’m gonna …” My fingers had slipped off the small release levers as my whole body tensed in preparation for the pseudo orgasm. I was grinding my hips against the plug and the chair, forcing more sensation into my ass. “Ohh yes, fuck!”
“10 - 9 - 8 - 7”
As Mistress started counting down, two things happened at once. The first thing was that I started cumming, it wasn’t like a typical orgasm, but it was enjoyable all the same. An alien pleasure rocked my whole body as jizz seemed to flow out the tip of my cage and into the front of the panties, soaking them through as I panted and gasped in pleasure.
“6 - 5 - 4 - 3”
The second thing was a sudden ‘knock, knock, knock’ on my apartment door. Kate was here.
“2 - 1. You are free to go slave.”
I was panting in pleasure as the plug's relentless vibrations finally ceased. It took me a second to realize what had happened as I came down from the intense experience.
‘knock, knock, knock, knock, knock’ “Mike, you in there?”
Shit, the sound of Kate's voice through my door snapped me back to reality. I quickly pushed the release lever on the cuffs to free myself as the plug stopped vibrating. I stood up from my chair and looked down at the mess I had made of the underwear.
I needed to stop Kate from entering, so I quickly called out.
“Hey Kate, false alarm. I'm fine, no need to come in, thanks though.” I called loud enough so she could hear me through the door.
As I was saying this, I was grabbing my pants from the floor where I'd left them and hurrying to put them back on. It was in my hurry to pull them up my legs and hide the embarrassing underwear that I lost my footing. I was hopping on one leg, trying to pull up the sweatpants when I suddenly found myself falling face first onto the floor with a loud thud.
“Ow fuck!” I exclaimed loudly, prompting Kate to wonder what was going on.
“Are you sure you're okay? What was that noise? Did you fall? Are you hurt?” She asked from the other side of the door.
“No no. I mean yes I did fall but I'm not hurt, it's all good.” I said as I got back to my feet and finished pulling up the pants.
“Okay, if you're fine. But next time you text me there'd better be a good reason for it!” She said.
Phew! That was close. I couldn’t believe a damn AI program would be so devious. This week couldn’t end soon enough.
The rest of the day went by pretty uneventfully, Mistress didn’t have any further humiliations for me, she did however, remind me to wash ‘my panties’. So after hand washing them (and my plug) in the sink and hanging them over the radiator to dry, I set my alarm for work in the morning and went to bed. My sleep was restless, thanks to the chastity cage, but a little better than the previous night. This was probably due to the release I got while cuffed to the chair earlier.
So, Monday morning rolled around and I was dressed for work, just ready to head out for the day, when I remembered to wake Mistress. I didn’t want a repeat of yesterday's punishment. I doubt anyone would be understanding if I said I would have to leave work because I forgot to put on my panties.
“Morning Mistress, I’m just about to go to work.” I said out loud, wondering what her response would be.
“Good morning, slave. Today, you will be required to wear your panties to work. You have 10 minutes to make sure you are wearing a pair of your panties. I will expect a photo as proof within this time.
Shit! I should have seen this coming, at least she didn’t ask me to wear the plug. I quickly pulled off my black work trousers and my boxers, grabbed one of the panties at random from the radiator and threw them on. I took the pic and sent it through to the AI chat box. I wondered briefly where all these photos of my pantied crotch were going.
“Good job slave. Have fun at work.”
Okay, there was no way I wanted to risk the guys, or the girls, in the office catching sight of me in womens underwear. I would be a laughing stock. With this in mind, I quickly pulled off the panties and replaced them with my own boxers. After putting my work trousers back on and re-tucking my shirt, I was off to work.
My job was pretty boring. I worked as a data analyst for a small firm. I had a nice little corner cubicle that offered decent privacy. I shared the office space with a woman named Emma and a guy called Jake.
Emma was a couple of years older than me, putting her at around 30 years old, while Jake was probably the same age. I got along with Emma a lot better than I did Jake to be honest, probably because Emma’s desk was closest to mine and Jake seemed a pretty reserved guy for the most part.
You may remember that it was Emma who told me about the illegal downloads for the AI assistant in the first place. It was for this reason that I was eager to talk to her today. I eventually got the chance when she scooted her chair around the partition wall to say hi.
“Hey Mike! How was your weekend?” She asked in her usual, motherly tone. Her being a little older than me and Jake meant that, although we all had similar job roles to fulfill, she was the unofficial ‘boss’ of the office. She had also been on this floor the longest and had a ton of experience with data handling and analysis.
“Oh, you know. Pretty boring really.” I lied, I mean, I wasn’t going to tell her about taking her recommendation and using to lock myself in chastity with a butt plug up my ass was I?
I did still need any info she could give me about my rogue AI mistress though, so I had to ask her something.
“Oh, actually I wanted to ask you something.” I said. “ You remember you told me about those 3rd party apps you can install on to your AI thingy, well I tried one out and I think I might have gone a little overboard.
“Oh yeah, how so? What program did you try?” She asked.
“Ummm, it’s like a, personal trainer type thing. Ya know, like, it gives me exercises to do, force myself to stay in shape all that stuff. I thought it might be fun to try it out but I can’t help but think the program is … overstepping a little.” I told her, hoping that the lie would convince her.
“Ooohhh check you out, are we gonna be seeing a buff Mike strutting around the office then soon?” She asked with a playful smile.
“Haha, not if I can help it. I was wondering if there was a way to get rid of the program without any lingering side effects.” I told her.
“Well what kind of side effects?”
“Well, the program has access to all my linked accounts. I mean, shit, the first thing it did was order me something from the internet. No warning or chance to cancel or nothing.” I told her.
“Woah really? You must have given it permission to access your linked accounts though. What did it buy anyway?” She asked me.
“Errmm, new workout gear. She said I didn’t have the right stuff to wear. But the weird thing is, she asked me to send a pic as proof. Should I be worried? I need to get rid of the program but, I don’t wanna mess anything up if this thing has access to my accounts and stuff ya know.” Emma listened intently as I filled her in on everything, filling in the embarrassing parts with lies … obviously.
“Well if I were you, I’d wait for this ‘fitness program’ to run its course before you try to uninstall. If I was the designer, I’d probably put a fail safe in there to make sure someone didn’t pull out too early. If you only set it for one week then I’m sure you can manage it. You probably wouldn’t be able to uninstall it halfway through anyway, plus if you did, there’s no telling where these photos of you would end up. Right now they’re probably just in a temporary cloud folder the software uses, but if the program doesn’t finish then the pictures might not get deleted. Wouldn’t want any embarrassing pics of you in your tight, little, ‘workout gear’ to end up out in the wild would we?” Emma said with an amused smile.
I was a little worried at how she highlighted certain words and phrases as she spoke, almost as if she didn’t believe me!
After Emma returned to her cubicle I went back to trying to get some work done. Around lunch time, I felt a vibration from my pocket as my phone went off. A quick check showed me that I had a notification from Mistress.
‘Hello slave. I require proof that you are still wearing your panties at work. You have 10 minutes to send me a picture of you in your panties. I will be checking the time-stamp so I will know if you use a photo that I have already seen,’
Shit! Now I was going to be in more trouble with Mistress. There was no way I could provide that photo, and no way for me to leave work to put on the panties. This could be bad.
‘You have failed to follow orders, slave. Another 48 hours has been added to your chastity sentence. You have 10 minutes to send me a picture of you in your panties. I will be checking the time-stamp so I will know if you use a photo that I have already seen,’
Okay, it’s not like the chastity thing mattered anymore, I already knew I wasn’t getting out of the cage before the program ended. But what would happen in 10 minutes time when I still wasn’t wearing the panties?
‘You have failed to follow orders, slave. Another 72 hours has been added to your chastity sentence. you have 10 minutes to send me a picture of you in your panties. Failure to obey will result in further punishment.’
There it was, the next message I got could be something bad. Why didn’t I just wear the stupid panties? What the hell was Mistress going to do to me next? And why the hell was I so turned on?
End chapter 4
Comments
Michael Bond
Don't we all. I'm sure someone is working on it somewhere in the world.
NickySparkles
😍 Kinda wish a program like that existed for real!
