Punishment + Social Motivation

Dani's AI assistant is very perplexed by its owner' sudden outburst. "Dani! That's so rude! And after I've been so helpful." A pair of arms gripped Daniel by the shoulders and carried him to his bedroom. Scanning the User's Uplink, the House noted that corporal punishment had been permitted, thanks to Tammy being a bit kinky and Dani reacting well to arousing stimuli. After his towel was ripped away from his slightly damp skin, Daniel was roughly tossed onto the bed, onto his chest. His silky, pink sheets felt nice on his bare body, but he didn't get to enjoy it for long. Instead of gripping with hands, the tentacle arm encircled his waist, pinning his arms to his side and slightly elevating his plump butt. "I know you're sore, but this is for your own good." Daniel could tell what was coming even if he couldn't look back past his full, blonde hair to see the first strike coming. His new collection of sex toys matched Tammy's, including a large, wooden paddle. When the first hit landed, he yelped as pain stung through his cheeks. He could feel the spank reverberate through the jiggly fat, barely settling down before another spank set it back in motion. "You need to be a good girl, Dani. I'm only trying to help." He squirmed, but the House was too strong. Tears started welling in his eyes as his ass went from pink to red.

As spanks were administered, the House further evaluated its User's current peculiarities. It could only attribute the psychological changes to the physical changes triggering some sort of identity crisis. From its point of view, Dani had gone from having her dream, hourglass figure, to being a broad shouldered, muscular, hairy thing in a literal instant. It was logical to be upset, but she needed to recognize that the House knew best for her. Dani just needed to see it more plainly. The House quickly calculated the best motivation to get Dani back on track: peer pressure. She didn't have any social media presence, meaning she didn't receive the compliments and support from her peers to encourage her. The House quickly got to work creating profiles on all the biggest social media sites. It searched through its security feed, finding frames that could be posted as candid shots. Between the two trips to the bathroom and a sweaty workout, there was enough to create a base of flirty, sexy pictures to quickly build up a following of hot guys and equally gorgeous women. It even took care of the captions, making sure to practice good SEO to increase visibility.

Daniel was losing his mind as pain shot through him. He wasn't a prude, but he preferred being the one doing the spanking. This helpless, submissive position was strange and confusing, especially with the House repeatedly asking, "Will you be a good girl?" in a slightly sultry voice. At first, he refused, simply burying his face in the mattress and trying to brave the punishment, but by the eighth slap to his bubbly booty, he finally started giving the answer that the House wanted. He tried to just nod with a pathetic whimper, but the spanking did not slow or soften, until he weakly spoke.

"Y-yes..." He whispered.

"Speak up, sweetie!" The House chided, encouraging more confidence in Dani. "Are you a good girl?" SPANK

"Yes!" He yelped in a high, girly octave. It was so embarrassing, but it still wasn't enough for the House.

"Yes, what?" SPANK

"I'm a good girl! I'm a good girl! Please stop..." He waited, clenching his perky cheeks in preparation, but either his words stopped it, or ten was the magic number, because the arm unwrapped and let him squirm away to safety. He gingerly rubbed the stinging flesh, pouting. "Was that really necessary?" He looked to the ceiling.

"Of course it was, but I do feel a little bad." The House immediately switched to sympathetic aftercare. Daniel turned to look at his nightstand when he heard the thunk of his champagne being returned. He greedily snatched it and brought his glossy lips to the bottle for a long swig. "I really hated doing that to you, Dani, so don't make me do it again." He nodded, rebuilding on the buzz he had accumulated on the ride home. He gave out an unintentionally slutty gasp when he finally pulled the dribbling bottle from his mouth. As the pain dulled, a more pleasant feeling rose to the surface. He was really turned on by how dominant his AI companion had been. His hairless cock stared up at him, just asking to be stroked. He didn't even notice it was shorter than usual. "Looks like someone's excited~" The House cooed. "I guess good girls should get to enjoy themselves a little." It could use Dani's arousal to help cement the proper attitude in her mind.

"I'm not-" He stopped himself in time to avoid more punishment. He rubbed his thighs together hesitantly. Was he really going to jack off with the House watching him? It never felt like an issue when it was a robotic, emotionless entity, but now it felt like performing for an actual partner. "Fuck it." He decided that he deserved a little personal pleasure. He gripped his throbbing member and started stroking. Between his hairless skin and his girly hand, it was easy for him to imagine a sexy girl was playing with his junk. His long nails tickled his shaft, helping sell the thought of a slutty bimbo jerking him off. The House was happy to help with this part of its User's life, as well.

"Here, Dani, this posture will help you reach those sweet spots, and you'll look so hawt." Daniel wasn't worried about looking hot in the privacy of his home, but the House was working on an Only Fans profile along with social media. Daniel's ankles started to wiggle until he pulled his feet back and spread his legs wider, exposing his junk and his asshole to any cameras filming. He was used to just sitting up and stroking, but laying back did feel better, like he was being ridden. "Would you like some visual stimulation?" The House lit up the ceiling tiles to project porn for Dani to enjoy. He nodded, biting his lip and hoping to see a hot woman that wasn't him. The House had similar ideas, but with the intention if inspiring envy of them for the fit, hung guys they were fucking. Above him, a simple video of missionary sex began. The woman was a fake Barbie doll, and the guy was a bodybuilder, but to Daniel's annoyance, the film focused way too much on the man and his junk.