Emma is sitting in front of the TV

Emma Hunt is sitting in front of her large flatscreen smart TV. Her chair is comfortably cushioned on both the seat and back, and sits in the prime vantage point for viewing the screen in all its glory.

But this is not her ordinary chair.

Less than an hour ago, the robots arrived. Controlled by The Motivator, they took her by surprise, silencing her with a firm silicone hand over her mouth, and quickly and efficiently subduing her.

"Attention EMMA HUNT. The chance of rule 'NEVER WATCH DEGRADING PORN AGAIN' being broken within the next hour has risen above 99%, and so The Motivator is setting up your first punishment."

The chair that Emma is now sitting on, was not there an hour ago. The robots brought it in with them, the robots set it up, and the robots installed her in it.

Emma 'sits' naked on the chair with her feet high in the air, beside her ears, ankles locked in place with strong padded cuffs. Right next to each of her ankles, one of her wrists can be found, also locked in place with an identical cuff. In this way, she is tied up like a vertical pretzel, completely spread open and exposed, unable to use her arms or legs to cover any of her privates, or her fully exposed D cup breasts.

Three egg vibes are taped to her most sensitive spots - her two nipples and her clitoris. The tip of a large studded anal vibrator has been inserted just slightly into her anus, where it holds her uncomfortably open.

And apparently, her punishment hasn't even started yet.

Finally, the robot's silicone hand is removed from her mouth, and all three of them silently leave the house, closing the door behind them.

Now she's all alone with her TV and her new sex toy bondage chair.

"Dan! Dan! Help!" Emma yells, but there's no response. He must be wearing his noise-cancelling headphones as normal. Noise cancelling technology is outstanding nowadays - he wouldn't be able to hear a burglar alarm, never mind her voice.

She watches with wide fearful eyes as the TV turns on, and some text appears.

THE RULES OF YOUR PUNISHMENT ARE AS FOLLOWS.
1) WHENEVER YOUR SON IS WATCHING PORNOGRAPHY, THE TOYS WILL VIBRATE. THE STRENGTH OF THE VIBRATIONS WILL CORRELATE WITH THE LEVEL OF DEGRADATION IN THE PORNOGRAPHIC VIDEO.
2) WHENEVER YOU ARE NOT WATCHING THE SAME THING AS YOUR SON, THE ANAL TOY WILL SLOWLY PENETRATE YOU FURTHER.
3) IF YOU ORGASM ONCE, YOUR CURTAINS WILL BE OPENED.

"Oh my god." She utters with horror. Her curtains are almost completely closed right now, but her living room window looks out onto a busy residential street. If the curtains were to be opened any further, anyone and everyone would be able to see in. They'd be able to see her.

The sexual **** stuff is all terrifying enough, but the idea of her neighbours all watching her through her window, that mortifies her.

And then, the text is gone, and in its place, is what looks like the feed from a computer screen.

Dan's computer screen.

And as Emma watches, he browses to pornhub.com.

A few moments later, a video is chosen, a naked woman oiling herself up by a swimming pool appears on-screen, and all four of the evil pink devices touching her sensitive parts begin buzzing gently away.

Emma instinctively turns her head away in disgust - even this mild pornography is far too graphic for her. She's never voluntarily looked at anything like this.

But then with a loud whirring underneath her she feels that unwelcome intrusion at her anus apply upward pressure, and a tiny fraction of an inch of soft silicone sex toy eases its way into the hole it should never enter.

Whimpering, she looks back at the screen with her eyes, her head still tilted away with distaste. And as the masturbating woman once again becomes the focus of her attention, the anal toy instantly halts its upward ascent into her asshole.

There's a camera tracking my eyes! Emma immediately understands. Oh my god, I'm really going to have to choose between watching this filth, and getting sodomised even further by this awful chair! What have I gotten myself into?!

This illustration was a commission - the artist is LocalCyclops.