A Day of Blissful Over-Confidence

Zoe spent the rest of the day in a dreamy post orgasmic haze - luxuriating naked on top of her covers, one hand idly stroked her cooling pussy, while the other returned to her habit of scrolling the internet.

Despite its impossible appearance, the red-head had started to come to terms with the fact that she really did have a magic activity tracker that could, somehow, turn her running into more pleasure than she’d ever felt before.

All I have to do is push a button...

Still she found herself trawling through the same websites she’d been on two days ago, seeing if she could try to find any link, anything, that would point her back towards that spiralling staircase page.

In truth, Zoe didn’t necessarily want to get rid of the strap anymore – she just wanted to find a way to unclasp it for those times when she didn’t need it buzzing her… like at 6am… Or even some instructions on how to reset that alarm would be nice…

Her searching continued to be in vain.

It wasn’t until the mid-afternoon that Zoe managed to pull herself together enough to actually get up. Lounging around naked and playing with herself all day was fun, but it wasn’t getting anything done, and she was a hungry, sweaty, thirsty mess.

She luxuriated in a hot shower, tidied up her discarded clothes and re-dressed sensibly before flopping down with a snack in front of the TV.

The strap buzzed.

Zoe frowned, turning her wrist over to see the flashing white light, hitting the button curiously,

“It’s been 8 hours and 4 minutes since your last run of required distance. Run now to earn a reward!”

The red-head rolled her eyes and sighed, she’d had more than enough ‘rewards’ for one day and she definitely wasn’t in the mood for another run. She ignored it, finding the pushiness a little irritating, and went back to watching her show.

It wasn’t until mid-evening when her wrist next vibrated, again in the middle of dinner with Katie, and again when they were mid-conversation. This time Zoe excused herself up to her room for some privacy, just to clear the blinking light,

“It’s been 12 hours and 51 minutes since your last run of required distance. Run now to earn a reward!”

The voice barked from the speaker, impassive and impatient – the red-head pursed her lips in annoyance.

"I don't want another orgasm right now" she hissed to the device, "That one earlier was more then enough for this girl for one day..."

She needed to find a way to make these notifications less pushy – or just to stop the voice altogether – all she really needed was the green light when she finished her runs. She started wondering if there was anything she could do to mute it...

The strap lay dormant on her wrist for the rest of the night until bed – when it buzzed again, this time right as she was pulling on a baggy t-shirt and some cotton high-waisted shorts to sleep in.

Already knowing what it was going to say, Zoe rolled her eyes, hitting the button just to make the vibration stop, not paying the voice a moments more attention as it spoke out from her wrist,

“It’s been 15 hours and 30 minutes since your last run of required distance. Run now to avoid punishment!”

Zoe didn’t notice the change in language and, as she climbed into bed and switched off the lights, she didn’t notice that the tracker’s light had turned red...