Getting Ready For Work

Author's note: Most of you seem to want to be nice to both Sam and Suzi, so what you vote will happen as promised ;)
Jess still had strangers following her around. She wanted to have lunch alone, but three guys sat down at her table and started chatting her up. All of them were older, probably doing their master's degrees. They weren't bad looking, but she hadn't really seen them before.

They started with simple questions about her day, then asked about school, whether she had decided on any specialisation, and such. She decided the best approach would be just short, friendly answers to avoid any scene from having someone worse sitting down at her table.

Soon the questions turned more personal, asking her whether she had a boyfriend and how long she had been single. Jess just responded that she was not looking for anyone and began eating faster. The longer they sat with her, the more all three glared at her chest.

Next, they tried convincing her to join them for drinks or to see a movie in a cinema with all of them.

It was strange sitting there with them, feeling uncomfortable with their attention, and at the same time she had vibrations still periodically teasing her clit in front of them without showing any reaction. Most of all, she just didn't want to create more content for that damned website.

Jess ended up not even finishing her meal and instead apologised that she needed to run. They crowded her and insisted on a selfie with them. She was scared to refuse and nodded in agreement.

All three tried to fit in with her in the picture, and they all placed their hands on her. One even started rubbing her ass.

Once it was done, she found an opening and rushed away. Fortunately, they didn't follow.

On the bus, she pulled up the OnlyTits account again; it had gained nearly 30 new subscribers since the last time she looked. That was $3,000. Someone was making so much money off her.

Now back in her room, she needed to make a plan for work.

Her shift was starting at 6 pm, and she was required to wear a uniform. Jess opened her computer with the Naughty App codebase and started asking AI about a work uniform exemption.

To her surprise, there was a way to get around it. She searched online and confirmed that PizzaOwl had a downloadable dress for smart fabric. The AI claimed that during working hours, a dress with the correct company signature would be equipable via the smart fabric app. She would not be able to test it until then; however, looking at the code, the logic seemed to be implemented.

Next, she tried a few prompts to see if she could figure out how to uninstall the app.

While in her room, the scheduled 3:1 vibrations were still active; she didn't want to get into a situation where the clothing would be less than 100 % opacity at work. To her own surprise, she has gotten used to the buzzing. As long as she wasn't forced to do anything more intense, it was survivable. She was constantly horny, of course, and her pussy stayed wet and needy, but it was less of a torment than yesterday. It's worse after intense stimulation, like having to masturbate for hours this morning or being edged by two guys in a classroom full of people. However, just the schedule that served to keep her clothes from going transparent was ok-ish. Even the butt plug wasn't that uncomfortable when she was calmer.

Jess spent a full hour trying to find a way to uninstall the app, and it basically led her to phone hacking techniques and vulnerability exploits. Each of those required specialised software and hardware, and her AI refused to assist because of its usage policies.

She felt desperate enough to become a full-on hacker if it meant she wouldn't have to wait a week to remove the app from her phone and stop this madness.

Her mind switched, and she got distracted by checking updates on her public website. Unsurprisingly, the three guys from her lunch posted the photo with her. It had the ideal angle to capture as much of her cleavage as possible. They also wrote in the post that she is a total slut and that she was trying to get all three of them to go out with her. Then, in the comments, one of them even claimed they would go with her, but that she started asking for money. Her going rate was apparently $1k for all three.

Jess felt furious.

She checked the OnlyTits site to find the subscribers still going up.

With a quick search, she found out there was supposed to be identity verification for each account. She asked her AI to write an email to the support contact and immediately sent it.

She was still angry, sitting there in the ridiculous black dress with big cleavage, her pussy buzzing and a plug stretching her ass.

If she took her shower now, the dress would change into something else; however, then she wouldn't be able to take a shower after work. Plus, the new dress the app chose might be worse than what she already had.

In the end, Jess decided to put in her 1 hour of studying. Calming down her indignation wasn't easy, but when she managed to finish, she finally felt more at peace.

Jess still had a couple of hours before needing to go to work. Usually, not having anything better to do led to playing with her pussy. Her fingers were stroking herself cautiously. Her skin was electric, and she knew how good it would feel to press them harder. There was a whole box of carefully curated toys waiting for her to pick one and kick it up a notch.

She knew she should abstain or regret it later.

Maybe just choosing a different toy wouldn't be too bad. Technically, the app didn't say she had to rely on the clit ring. It just said that she needed to be stimulated in order to influence the smart fabric opacity, and she knew that using just her fingers also worked.

Tentatively, she opened the smart toy app and pressed a button for the smart ring to open.

It opened and quickly closed again.

New Punishment!
Removing a device capable of monitoring orgasms is not allowed without providing an alternative!
For the next 12 hours, you are required to use two methods of stimulation at once for any effect on smart fabric opacity.
Please enjoy feeling motivated.

Jess swore. There was always some catch.

The schedule started, and at the end, she was at 99 %. Jess stopped the scheduled task and turned the low vibrations back on. Her hand joined the efforts, fingering her pussy until she saw the opacity go back up to 100%. She wished she could simply keep going, but it was a dangerous proposition.

At work, she wouldn't be able to rub herself every few minutes, so she needed to figure out something more reliable and discreet.

Her favourite box of toys was promptly opened, and she began thinking.

Anything that would touch her clit would clash with the clit ring, and her anal opening was taken by the butt plug, which would not count, and she wasn't able to take it off. The clear problem was that dildos and vibrators were not generally made to be worn discreetly, and she would need to figure out how to hold it in place without it falling off with no underwear.

Several smaller egg vibrators and ben-wa balls were available, but they would not connect to the smart app, and so they wouldn't count.

Jess opened another box with toys; these were not the favourites. She pulled out a large pink vibrator that looked like a squished smooth egg.

There were only bad memories connected to this one. She bought it when she was still with her ex. He would tell her that her pussy was not tight enough, and that's why it took him a while to cum in her, after he already shot his load once or twice. He might need to fuck other girls, like that cheerleader. It wasn't his fault if Jess couldn't tighten around him enough.

It made her cry, and buying this exerciser gave her a sense of control that she could get tighter for him. The store labelled it as high-difficulty Kegel exercises and specifically meant for those for whom traditional methods were insufficient. The ball was able to compress when her vaginal walls squeezed around it. It had different levels of resistance and a vibrating function meant to stimulate her G-spot. The toy had different modes where it would vibrate proportionally to her squeezing or the other way around, stopping its vibrations only when squeezed.

Jess remembered being so happy showing it to him and telling him how much he meant to her and that she would exercise so he wouldn't need to think about anyone else. He told her that she was a good girl, wanting to be better for him, and stroked her hair the way she loved.

Things quickly turned; they tried it together the first time and found out Jess could barely do 50 % on the first of its 5 levels of resistance. He mocked her and told her that she needed to exercise until she could do at least 100% on the middle level and that he wouldn't bother fucking her pussy until then. When she started crying, he comforted her by saying that if she wanted him to keep having sex with her, she could let him put it up her ass, which would be tighter.

That's the story of how Jess was introduced to anal sex and how she started wearing the exerciser even to school, where he would be the one controlling it remotely. His favourite pastime was to wait until she was called on by a teacher or when she was talking to her friends, so he could start his favourite preset and watch her struggle. In that mode, the egg would expand until it was a round ball stretching her pussy, and it would start vibrating violently, rattling her G-spot. To stop the assault, she simply needed to squeeze with her vaginal walls. Sometimes it was at a resistance where she was able to manage with some effort, and sometimes he messed with her, and she would be trying to tighten her pussy desperately while there was barely any give.

When she found out the resistance was too high for her and she would be forced to cum soon, she would excuse herself and try to run to safety. All he needed to do was to step in her way and bar her exit from the room. She would plead with him and beg as discreetly as she could while her time was running out. Sometimes he would relent, so she knew there was always a hope. Other times he would hold her in her arms, and she would muffle her moans against him.

It took her several months to get to the third level. He hasn't really stopped fucking her pussy as he threatened, but he would now also fuck her ass when he wanted, even if it would hurt her. She learned that if she showed pain, it would make him fuck her harder, so she always expressed only pleasure. Her ass was especially tight when the egg was stretching her pussy at the same time. They found out that she was able to have an orgasm with his cock in her ass while her pussy was squeezing the toy, even without vibrations.

Nowadays, there were newer versions of the exerciser that were also able to detect an orgasm, but this one didn't have that function.

Jess had to stop herself. Without realising it, her fingers were rubbing her pussy enthusiastically while she was holding the egg in her hand and reminiscing.

She tried turning it on to test the connection, but it was out of battery. Fortunately, there was enough time to keep it charging before work.

With over two hours left before she would need to leave, she still needed something to keep her opacity at 100 % while she was at home. That justified her rubbing her pussy while she looked through the boxes some more.

Being as horny as she was, she wanted a cock in her. Her mind turned to the three guys from lunch who made her furious earlier. What would happen if she went with them to the cinema? Would they do things to her right there during the movie, or would they wait to convince her to go with them home afterwards and then take turns with her the whole night?

Jess had to stop again. She was panting close to orgasm, and her ass was stretched by the but plug.

Unable to calm herself down, she decided to just fuck it.

She picked up one of the larger smart dildos with a wide base and put it on the bed, which would allow her to sit on it and ride it.

Jess decided she needed some discipline, so she would make a challenge for herself. Until she needed to go, she would sit on that cock and watch porn for the next two hours. The cock didn't have vibrations, but it had sensors which would count the frequency and depth of strokes as she rode on top of it. What she had to do was to fuck it every 3 minutes using the 3:1 scheduled preset together with her clit ring. The discipline would be in actually stopping after the 1 minute and waiting for 3 minutes to move up and down again. At the same time, when she rode, it would need to be hard enough to be counted by the app.

A deep moan escaped her lips as a dildo fully embedded itself inside of her warm embrace. She longed for the full feeling.

Her ring activated, and it was the signal she needed to start lifting herself, only to press down again using her full weight.

Author's note: Next chapter will again feature Suzi, and she will need some new major punishment in this one, so let's vote on what it will be :)