Playing Games

Working for a company specialising in Virtual Reality and Online Interactivity meant a lot of sitting and in several cases being closed off to the world through helmets or visors.

Meaning that even with the remembered warmth of Mister Norbert's cock on her lips and the load of hot cum warming her belly, the thick plug in Daphne's ass distracted her constantly and so she drifted to many fantasies about Freddie sodomising her.

It got so bad she'd been groping herself almost constantly. Her chair was soaked. She went to try relieving herself in a toilet cubicle, but however much she rubbed amd squeezed, she couldn't push herself over the edge. When she did return to her seat amd sat on the wet seat, she realised she'd not pulled her skirt down when she'd left for the toilets. Meaning she'd shown the whole floor her bare ass and cunt the trip there and back. She moaned lowly as her arousal rose again.

She tried to take her mind off of her husband's cock by checking out the new visor. They were testing a new game that simulated working in an office. There was going to be a **** mystery, but for now they were working on making the Virtual Space and the NPCs come alive.

As it was loading, she got a call from Freddie and she felt compelled to tell him about Mister Norbert. He seemed... happy... that she was so weak when presented with a cock. He told her to wait for an e-mail when she told him what she was working on and hung up.

The e-mail was a patch for her Virtual Space, a one for one recreation of his Office! Included, he left a message that he'd been called into work himself so if she can reach his office they could "play online". The idea of... of using something she's working on for... her cunt was throbbing too hard for her to refuse.

So with the File loaded, she attached not only the Visor, but the Stimulation Pack, a plastic device that attached to the base of her spine and allowed sensation to be felt in Virtual Reality.

As the screen went dark and the Virtual Space loaded up, she felt a stinging sensation where the Sensation Pack was and before she could scream-

Freddie grinned as device told him his Trophy Wife was now in his little "game". One of the things Daphne regretted not learning before they married was that the company she worked for was in fact owned by Freddie. It meant he could more easily fund projects she was working on, but also meant he knew what she worked on and how much was really needed. She couldn't really fleece him and it also meant she needed to have a high-profile job to move onto when she inevitably left him.

Right now, it meant Freddie had his own copies of the tech she was working on and had people who could make some... modifications. First, he plugged his controller into his computer to link with the Virtual Office his wife was in.

Character: Mrs. Daphne Johnson, née Blaketon

Class: Trophy Wife

Owner: Husband, Mr. Fredrick Johnson

Libido; 97, default 69

Inhibitions; 15

Independance; 31

• Rule homewear restrictions (control choker and "high heels", buttplug added through "Anal Slut" Rule)

• Rule wardrobe choices ("Bimbo Trophy Wife") with clothes shopping restrictions ("slutty" and "revealing" prioritised)

• Rule Pleasure Restrictions (Husband's Permission to Climax) with sexual pleasure cumulative build (Warning, with this in effect and libido default set above fifty, "Daphne" will be unable to reduce arousal naturally)

• Rule Cum Addiction (set to maximum, "cum dependency") with bonus on Husband's cum

• Rule "Cock Slut" (**** compulsion for cock with added submission buffs and priority given to Husband's cock, and an extra -10 to Independance when exposed to a cock)

• Rule "Anal Slut" (anal sex requirement compulsion attached specifically to husband with "ass to mouth" included, and anal cavity to be filled with plug when not in use)

With her in a game, he could do so many things to her, but any outside physical alterations would need to come later. They were going to a Spa for the weekend, and he already had some ideas.

For now though, it was time to further mould his Trophy Wife into a prized object.

He dropped her Independance further, not liking that she had enough spine to only give the security guard a blowjob.

"New Rule: My Husband's Trophy You love showing off your sexy body for me, and why not? You're a beautiful woman, and should be proud of your body. You know I married you because you're hot, not for your brains, and you crave my attention. You like showing off for others too, but most especially me.This will also make you enjoy flirting and dancing with others when you know I'm watching. Anytime you fantasise about having sex with someone other than myself, you will picture me watching you. In fact, being watched is one of your top kinks. Another kink for you is objectification. While you know you're hot, you know you can be hotter and you especially want to be what I view as hot. You want my attention, you need my approval, you will reshape yourself to be my Prized Trophy." Freddie didn't want Daphne to be just an exhibitionist, he wanted it to feed into his growing control of her. And making her anxious to please him will also make it easier for him to make her accept what he wants done to her.

"New Rule: Trophy Talk You know I married you because you're a hot slut, not for your brains. I'm not interested in how you did in school or college. Im bot interested in your friends or colleagues unless they'rehot sluts you're going to helpme fuck. You are my Trophy Wife, that is the most important thing in your tiny head. Talk about how much you love being my Trophy, how much you need to be fucked. Talk about what you will do to make me happy. And when asked about your academicachievements, I want you to tell people you sucked and fucked for a pass. That you whored your way to a degree. I want younto be turned on by convincing people you're actually a dumb slutty gold digger." there were ways to make Daphne dumb, but for Freddie there was something far more arousing about keeping that intellect there and just having his Trophy Wife live the life of a Bimbo.

That was probably enough, now it was time to see her slut it up in his workplace.