An almost-routine morning

Despite the unfamiliar sensation of being double-plugged and wearing a tight leather harness, Ali was exhausted enough to crash immediately upon crawling carefully onto her bed, sleeping soundly for a few hours before her morning alarm jerked her back to consciousness.

"Huh, wha—" She blinked her sore eyes, already regretting the late night on her computer. Silencing the alarm on her phone, she flopped back onto her bed with a groan, only to be suddenly reminded of the full-body leather harness she wore as the move pulled on the strap between her legs, pressing her plugs a little further inside her.

"Ohh~!" She gasped. "That wasn't a dream, then. Holy shit." She flexed her body, enjoying the way the move gently pulled against the tight leather straps. "Oh yeah, I could get used to this." Her fingers explored the space between her legs, fully plugged by objects she realized she'd never even seen before. They were deep inside her and held in place by a strap. Somehow, not even knowing what they looked like made the whole experience all the more exciting.

But she couldn't languish in bed all morning; she had to get to work. So with a sigh, she sat up. Her body had become somewhat used to the presence of the plugs while she slept, so she was able to stand and move about without too much distraction. But as she reached for her phone she saw an unfamiliar notification: a black background with red text. She didn't even know her phone could do that.

"Next roll due in 11 hours, 44 minutes."

Tapping it revealed an app on her phone she'd never seen before. It was called "Life on the Edge," after the game on her web site. It showed her total time in the game as a few hours less than 2 weeks, and listed the difficulty as Hard. It showed the result of her first roll with the 24 hour timer she'd be required to continue wearing the harness and plugs, but otherwise there was very little additional information.

The shock of seeing something like that suddenly appear on her phone processed quickly, then it was like something wiped it away. There was no reason to be concerned; it was just the app for the game she'd started. "Huh. Well, that's nifty."

She set her phone to play some music while she showered. She considered taking off the harness, but decided to just go for it. It's not every day she'd get the opportunity to shower in full leather body harness and plugs. It's not like she'd spent any money on it, either, so even if it got ruined she wouldn't care.

"Fuck it, let's just have fun with it."

An hour later, Ali stood before her mirror for the third time to evaluate her outfit and see how obvious it was that she was wearing the leather harness under it. It had proven virtually impossible to get a bra on over the thing, and it turned out that a lot of her blouses simply did not work braless in a BDSM harness. So after some experimentation she found herself in a somewhat supportive tank top and a slightly fuzzy dark green sweater and an ankle length skirt in a soft creamy color. As far as she could tell, no one would be able to notice her rather unique wardrobe situation at the office.

Reaching for a pair of her usual low-heel office-friendly shoes, Ali paused. She was feeling extra sexy, after all, and her long skirt would look very nice over some tall heels. She didn't anticipate doing too much walking or standing already, thanks to the harness and plugs, so in an uncharacteristic move, she opted for her four-inch stilettos with the ankle strap. The office professionalism policy didn't expressly forbid them, so they could all just eat their hearts out.

After a moment to appreciate herself in the mirror, she gathered her things and hurried out the door. She didn't have a habit of being late to work and certainly didn't want the extra scrutiny on this day of all days.