Domestic Bliss

You pulled yourself from her, before taking her into your arms, removing the ties around her face, hands, and collar. As your face rubs along her neck, she whispers. "So was I a good pet, Master?" You can only whisper, "The best." "We can play whenever you want..." Only for you to quiet her. "Shh, rest now, I love you." "I love you too, Rex." Rex, not master. The submission of the moment is over, as she becomes your girlfriend again.

Your hands hold her as you show little forms of affection. It's important after such hard sex to show the way you love her as a person, that you give her the aftercare every good sub needs. Whether or not there's a crazy app underpinning your life, she is your girlfriend first, your sexpet second or maybe third or fourth.

"Hmmm, I feel like a shower." Rebecca stretches as she breaks away from your cuddles. "Want to join me?" You can't help but nod at the thought of it, so mundane a request. It's only when you get in there that you realize the dangers.

Rebecca walks on her hands and knees the whole way, climbing into the bathtub. The bathtub is small, but you can stand. As Rebecca climbs into the bathtub, she sits over the Hiding Hole. It's clear she can't move into that space, but it leaves you with visions of what would happen if you accidentally touched it. Suddenly you'd disappear to her, as you went into the hole. So you stand hesitantly outside of the shower, before Rebecca asks whats wrong. Thinking of a lie quickly, you answer, "Oh, well I guess you can never take a shower again, only baths from now on." She laughs, agreeing. Your excuse done, you breath deep, and go into the shower.

From the outside, it would seem erotic, bathing with your new found girlfriend/sexpet, but between having sex twice recently, and knowing that the Hole could swallow you at any moment, you find yourself consumed with a lust quelling fear. Even as you help Rebecca wash her back, even as you move the showerhead so it hits her, you are trying your hardest not to touch the purple circle on the floor. Rebecca notices some of this, but she simply laughs and teases you about suddenly getting shy again. You are only able to relax when the water turns off, when the two of you dry off, your hands drying off Rebecca's beautiful body. You get dressed, as she remains naked.

After the shower, you both find yourselves ready for lunch. So you stand up and Rebecca crawls on the floor to the kitchen. Rebecca looks up at the stove, and you realize that is another thing she can't do without standing and walking. Well, maybe you could make a platform for her to cook from, but it's not like you were a handy sort before this. Unless the app gives you the ability to fashion furniture. Which might not be that ridiculous...

The both of you soon settle for sandwiches from the fridge with water as a drink. Or at least you do. "Could I... have milk?" You look at the fridge, and see that the top shelf is almost exclusively Slut Milk now. The fridge was restocking, but it didn't restock the fruit juices that you once had. It was now either Erica's milk or water. Or ****, you see that there is a new bottle of Bailey's on the door...

You decide not to raise a fuss, especially as you remember her addiction. She wants to drink semen or milk because of you after all. But as you pick it up out of the fridge, and pull out a glass, she stops you again. "Could I have it... on a plate? I've always liked the image of a girl drinking milk from a saucer. I sort of think of myself as a kitty than a puppy, not that the app really gave me a specific animal." You can't help but laugh, as you pour the milk, as you took it to the table. Or rather your own to your table, as Rebecca couldn't stand up to sit at the table. She could climb on the chair, but sitting naked would only be a bother. And really, this just felt right to her. It didn't make it any less awkward as Olivia came out and saw the two of you though.

She quickly went to the kitchen, clearly embarrassed. You could feel her eyes as she lingered around the kitchen, after a bit, you hear her breath in heavily. She moves in the kitchen before she takes a bag of chips and then walks back. As she does, her foot flips over the mostly drunk plate of milk. "Bitch." She whispers under her breath, as she continues walking like she didn't do anything. Rebecca puts her hand on your thigh, urging you to not start something over her with a glance.

There's got to be some way to make her pay, you want to reach for your phone and see if there's some rule she's violating. But Rebecca is right here, and you don't want her to see your app is different. That... might be a problem, you can't access your app while Rebecca is there, and Rebecca has always been there today...

The two of you finish up, but you decide to leave the spilled milk on the floor. It was little ****, but making Erica clean up her own milk that Olivia spilled felt like adequate justice. Together you walk back to her room, the both of you sitting on her bed.

Not exactly how you'd expect your first day with your girlfriend to go. But that's how the app works and you wouldn't have her without it.