Oh god YES. I want to be kneeling in a bar full of men being to suck all their cocks!

You try and shake the images from your dream out of your head, but you're having a hard time of it. They are stuck there, and all you can think about is what you looked like in the compact mirror, how your lips looked as you put on lipstick, and how you felt kneeling in your long red dress with your lips wrapped around that beautiful, hard cock...

After using the toilet facilities and subjecting yourself to the car-wash shower frame, you step out into an entirely new room.

The room is small and dark, no more than a closet, really. There is a single spotlight shining onto a pedestal which stands in the very center of the room.

You walk over to the pedestal and on top of it is a kind of ear-bud shaped hearing aid. Curious, you pick it up and put it into your ear.

TRAINING ENGAGED, BEGIN LEVEL 5: OBEDIENCE

says a voice in your ear.

You look around, confused. Why use an earpiece? Why not just use the speakers in the ceiling?

As if it had heard you, the house computer says:

Thank you. You will receive all instruction through your earpiece from now on. You must wear it at all times.

"What?" you ask, out loud. "Forever?" But the computer isn't listening, or it is listening and has just decided (because it is a jerk) to ignore your question.

I will tell you exactly what to do and what to say. You must complete all your tasks quickly and without question. Do you understand? If you do, say 'Yes'.

Fine.

"Yes," you say.

Thank you.

You look around, eyes wildly searching. "It can hear me! It is asking me questions!" you think to yourself. There must be a microphone around somewhere. Or is the microphone in the earpiece? What sort of technology is in that earpiece??

Are you Paul Madison of 413 Pine Orchard Way?

WHAT THE FUCK??? IT HAS MY FULL NAME AND ADDRESS NOW??

You are seriously starting to freak out. How the FUCK did it get your full name and address, you wonder? Did it scan your license place? Did it look that up?

Please answer the question. Are you Paul Madison of 413 Pine Orchard Way?

What should you do? Should you answer correctly or not?

Fuck, fuck, fuck!! If you say no, then what will it do? Try other names and numbers forever until it finds the right one? But do you want to let it know what your personal information is?

WHAT IS IT GOING TO DO WITH THIS INFORMATION?? you wonder, seriously freaking out.

Please answer the question. Are you Paul Madison of 413 Pine Orchard Way?

After another minute or two of hesitation, you finally decide to answer.

"Yes...?" you answer in a tremulous voice. Fuck, what have I done?

Is your phone number 877-565-8860?

"Yes," you say, starting to become resigned to your fate.

But wait... is it going to use this number when it calls the police? "Am I going to be arrested for trespassing?"

Thank you. Accessing...

You wonder what in hell it could be accessing. Your financial records? Past girlfriends? Arrest records? Will you get back to your apartment and discover you've been completely doxed?

Thank you, verified and locked.

Locked? What was locked? For what purpose??

When you hear this tone, (*ting*), it indicates words which I wish for you to repeat. For example, when you hear: (*ting*) 'My name is Jennifer' you are to repeat the words: 'My name is Jennifer'. Do you understand?

"Yes, I understand."

Your heart is now beating a mile a minute. This is WAY more intrusive and way beyond your boundaries than you're comfortable with!!

(*ting*) My name is Jennifer.

You hesitate for a second, looking around, as if trying to find the computer that's controlling you, which makes no sense, you realize, but still, you can't help yourself.

(Ting) MY NAME IS Jennifer.

The computer says, this time more forcefully.

You jump to obey. "Your name is Jennifer," you say to the ceiling.

INCORRECT RESPONSE. SAY THE EXACT WORDS. (*ting*) MY name is Jennifer.

You have a queasy feeling in your stomach.

"Umm... Okay. If you say so. My name is Jennifer," you say, hesitatingly.

Very good. Now it's time for your obedience training.

Uh, oh. This doesn't sound good, you think to yourself.