More app shenanigans

I woke up 10 minutes before my alarm rang, perfect timing. I grabbed my phone and opened the app. Nothing new of course, but I knew what I had to do. In the shop, I sold the Do unto others trait. It gave me a solid 150 SP, it seemed quite valuable. I guess you can use it masterfully for subjugating people, now that I think about it. Apparently, the sale contributed to my total SP and unlocked a new personal trait.

User trait unlocked (250 Total SP): Sex Machine
User has increased sexual stamina, keep sexual sessions go longer, is better at controlling their own orgasms, and less exhausted after sex.

Okay, this one wasn't very useful. But now the shop had an upgrade tab, too. The info text simply read Some traits can be upgraded. After upgrading, traits net more money when sold. So what did they have in store?

Well first of all, I found no lock upgrades, which made sense from what I saw thus far. It seems like any kind of trait could be upgraded, but not every trait could be. I can't upgrade my Immunity trait, presumably because there's nothing more than being immune anyway. Other upgrades were:

User trait upgrades:

Pregnancy Lock -> Pregnancy Choice (250 SP):
User chooses, if impregnation occurs, can even bypass contraception or birth control.

Sex Machine II (250SP):
Noticeable upgrade to stamina, orgasm control, exhaustion after sex, and length of sexual sessions.

Hm, the first one is basically useless, the second one isn't too helpful and very vague. At best Amber and I could fuck like bunnies for a weekend with that. Plus I don't even know, how much the basic trait helped.

Location traits upgrades:

Home Normal Home -> Anything Goes Home (250 SP, final):
Orders given to subjects that apply only within the house will now also be seen as normal by everyone, not just subjects' traits.

Okay, that can lead to really kinky stuff, I almost wanna try it out. But I had choices on Amber's trait, too.

Subjects' traits upgrades:

Wingwoman II (250SP):
Subject's success rate increases to 1.5x. Can successfully convince lesbians to a threesome involving subject herself and user.

Oh fuck, a threesome right out the gate? That seemed awesome. Now I was torn. Should I pick the home upgrade or the "Wingwoman"? Wait, I think I'm getting too much into this, I'm horny again. I need to have a clearer head for this. My alarm rang now, anyway.

I put my phone away and gave Amber a kiss and a hug to wake her up. "Mmmmh good morning, master", she said in a rather quiet and still tired voice. "I'm sorry Amber, but we need to get ready for work. We can't do that right now." "Don't worry, I know that, master." This time she was blushing, very much in surprise. "S-Sorry master. I mean uh, I mean... fuck, I can't help myself calling you master like this." Did I do anything with the app? Or was she taking her roleplay so seriously yesterday that she can't get out of it that easily?

"It's okay, don't worry about it, Amber. Just take a shower and I'll prepare breakfast." "Will do, master. Fuck." she cursed, being mad at herself. I briefly checked the app. In the relationship slider section, the textbox for how she sees me now read User is: friend, colleague, lover, master. Her Love had moved to +99, Sexual Attraction had moved up to +84, and the Worship aspect to +59 as well. That might explain it. Our relationship progressed as natural, and it seems that yesterday was all that she needed to consider me her master. Permanently.

This was an issue. I can't exactly have Amber run around work calling her colleague "Master", can I? But with these relationship values, she'll probably be in the same spot again next time we have this kind of sex. What to do...? I have an unethical solution. She's at +100 SP anyway, right? Fuck, I hate that I'm using this now, but I have an idea on what to do now.

After having had breakfast myself, we briefly met as she exited the shower, in a simple towel. Fuck, I was almost getting too horny again to concentrate. "Hey Amber, I wanna try something, but I want to discuss it with you quickly." "Sure, what is it, master?" She gritted her teeth. "It's exactly that. You don't seem to be able to stop yourself, right?" "Y-Yeah master, sorry if this upsets you. I should be smiling as I say these words."

"N-No Amber, that's not what I want from you. I appreciate it, I really do, but if you can't stop yourself now, I don't wanna know what your coworkers will think." She trembled a bit, as I said this. Maybe she hadn't thought about it too much. "So Amber, when do you want to call me master? Only when have sex or when we're alone? The choice is genuinely yours, no need to think about doing what I'd prefer." I think I have to get better at how I express myself, so that I get the desired result.

"W-When we're alone. That sounds hotter, master. I like the relationship we have and...", she stopped for a moment, "I-I l-love the i-idea o-of l-losing myself in th-this." It was hard for her to say these words, but not because she was lying or trying to please me. I think she felt shame. "S-Sometimes, master, I-I have very d-depraved fantasies. I l-love the idea of never being able to turn back t-to normal sometimes. B-But our real lives are an issue here."

"From now on, only call me master when we're alone, use my normal name in any other circumstances." "I will try my best, master." I hope that that command will work with the +100SP she has, I mean in theory she should do what I tell her to, no matter her feelings. "And yeah, with the darker fantasies... I'm not so sure whether we can engage with them anytime soon. And you're free to leave me at any time if you want to. But I will do my best to keep you happy." She blushed heavily and exited the bathroom. Time for my shower.

Amber

Hm, I think our breakfast preparations are more comparable. Not to insult my master, but there's only so much you can do with pure eggs and a few spices, so even the best chef in the world wouldn't be that far away from the average person. This 'calling him master' thing had really annoyed me, but he might have saved the day. I don't know if master truly feared our colleagues, but he really saved my ass with that order. Assuming it works. But it's not like I want to disobey my master. No, I want to obey him. I should follow his orders, for my own good.

When he finally came out of the shower, it was time to go to work. I hadn't noticed it as much yesterday, but the apartment did look a bit emptier now. Master had put in a lot of effort into his home. I hope I can live with him in the future, I want this to work out for more than three months.

On our train ride, master asked me: "So how do Fridays work at the office? Is it a feedback round?" "Kinda. We collect the articles everyone wrote throughout the week, including from our freelancers, and give some small feedback that can be edited quickly, We also decide which articles to put into print, which to shelve for a future issue, and which to bin completely." "I hope mine doesn't get binned. Beth told me that I'd get to keep the job for three months, but ideally I'd want it for longer, too. It's good money and I want us to live together or at least close together again."

I hugged him. "Thank you, James." Without even thinking about it, I called master by his name. Huh, in my thoughts I can't bring myself to refer to him by name, it feels too... equal? But in my open speech, I do as I'm told. At least I'd be free from judgy eyes by those people who can't imagine the joy master brought into my life.