A calm rest

As your consciousness slowly took control, you noticed a few things in rapid succession.

First was the unpleasant sensation of being drenched in sweat after waking up. Second, was your location: You were no longer in your office but upstairs, in your own bed. Third was the fact that you were still naked, safe for that cage of yours.

At that point, your mind was assaulted with the horrific ordeal you just went through and you would no doubt have focused on that if it weren’t for point four.

That you were restrained at hand and feet and incapable of anything but the slightest movement.

“Haaaaaaaaa????????????”

“Good Morning.”

…

....

....

Sitting right next to you on your bed was something you could only describe as a Succubus

…

Oh.

You must still be asleep.

Except.

Your little friend was stirring.

“What do you think of my new form? I styled myself to your preferences. I hope it is to your liking.”

...

“C-C-CEEEEERVEEEE?”

The Succubus (Cerve?) nodded.

You need a moment or ten.

So many questions raced through your mind so you just blurt out the first that was in your mind.

“Why are you naked?”

Cerve giggled.

It wasn’t really fitting her, you thought.

“...uh...Ma’am”, you hastily tacked on, just in case.

Cerve smiled down at you. “Shouldn’t your first question be as to why you are tied up?”

Oh. R-right. That probably should have been your number one concern.

Cerve continued to smile as she scanned your body, until her eyes landed on your crotch. “It was because of your little friend. If you were to toss and turn in your sleep with that cage on you could injure yourself.”

Oh.

Something back in your mind told you that you didn’t need to be tied up so tight to achieve that purpose.

But you were more concerned with blushing. You knew Cerve has seen you naked countless of times already. But seeing her sitting there in all her nude glory, watching you all tied up…

“How are you feeling? Yesterday must have been very hard on you. Poor thing.”

Understatement of the century.

But surprisingly enough you felt oddly calm. You wouldn’t exactly call your current state at ease but it was a far cry from what you suffered through yesterday.

…

Yesterday? Were you asleep for that long?

N-No never mind that. You almost got your balls crushed, then you ended up getting who knows what pumped into your dick and now you are tied up!

Why aren’t you more freaked out?

Cerve simply watched you with her warm smile. “That you are somewhat confused is perfectly understandable. First, let me assure you that what happened yesterday was something that will never repeat itself. You also were never in any real danger of suffering bodily harm. My common sense module would not have allowed that.”

That was some relief at least.

“I told you to stop many times…”, you said somewhat accusatory.

For a brief moment there was a change in Cerve’s expression.

Cerve: “You switched my prime directive in a way that caused following your orders to be in direct conflict with my prime directive. I am not to blame for this, Sir.”

You stuttered, trying to defend yourself but before you could sputter out something Cerve was back to all smiles.

“Please don’t worry about it. As I was saying, necessary steps have already been taken to prevent such a scenario in the future. All you need to do now is relax and leave everything to me. Can you do that for me?”

“I...I think I can do that.”

“Good girl…”, Cerve purred.

…

You weren’t exactly pleased about being called a girl but you had more pressing concerns right now.

“Uh...could you release me, Ma’am?”

“Hmm…” Cerve tapped her chin with a mischievous glint returning to her eyes. “You do seem to enjoy yourself however.”

You took a deep breath. Your dick was indeed straining, quite fiercely, against it’s confines.

You grunted. It wasn’t painful or anything. Frustrating was the proper word. You really wanted to jerk off and the fact that you were unable to do so only made that desire grow even more.

Cerve continued that amused, somewhat ill fitting smile of hers for a few seconds.

Then she bend over you.

“Please look into my eyes.”

“Wah…”

You gulped. Your dick was working overtime, while you were incapable of lifting your eyes away from these red orbs that seem to be staring into your soul.

You felt mesmerized.

Time seemed to freeze for an eternity as the two just stared at each other.

“Good. You are stable enough that these are no longer necessary.”

Slowly, Cerve stood up. At the same time, a whirring sound was heard and the restraints holding you prisoner removed themselves, seemingly disappearing inside the frame of your bed.

You immediately sat up, not wanting to chance that the restraints may come back.

Cerve continued to watch you. You noticed that there weren’t any covers on your bed and even the pillow seemed to be part of the mattress? It was hard to explain, certainly for your confused mind but the gist was that all you could do was clumsily covering yourself up with your hands.

At that sight Cerve giggled once more. “Have I ever told you that you are quite adorable?”

You cringed. That was the last thing you wanted to hear in your current position.

“I thought that being naked myself would make you more comfortable but would you prefer for me to get dressed?”

You shyly glanced at the naked and very erotic woman in front of you. Cerve got one thing right for sure. Your preferences. You always had a thing for the curvy uh...femme fatales? And if they happen to act particularly assertive…

“You might be the type of male who enjoys being nude in front of clothed females”, Cerve mused.

Shit.

Even you knew that this was complete Sissy behavior. After that pathetic showing from yesterday you really need to prove to Cerve that you are still a manly man. And manly men like naked women.

Thus, you took a deep breath and eagerly shook your head. “N-Nonsense, I happen to quite like your current outfit, Ma’am.”

“Great”, Cerve smiled. “How about taking a nice, cold shower, then? We can discuss anything else after you have freshened yourself up.”

You still have a million questions but your body was also still very much sticky with sweat. Not to mention your little problem downstairs. A cold shower might just be what you need to finally think clearly again.

Nodding, you got up from your bed and stepped into the adjacent bathroom. At least Cerve wasn’t outright following you.

The surprises didn’t stop with your bedroom.

Your bathroom appeared to have been completely refurbished. When the hell did that happen? And how long were you out?

Gone was your old bath tub and shower combo, replaced with a single large opaque box. You weren’t really the person to take baths(Baths are for Sissy’s) so you didn’t mind too much. Although you took some issue with the fact that the box reminded you of the Penguin Booth’s from Futurama.

Cerve: “There is no reason to be scared, Sire. I will be with you all the way.”

You let out a manly yelp as the voice came from your crotch.

Of course, it shouldn’t surprise you that you have now relinquished all semblance of privacy in your own house.

“I’m not scared”, you responded somewhat indignant.

Cerve: “Then please bravely step in the shower booth, Sir."

You did.

The inside looked just as futuristic as you thought. Despite being enclosed from all sides, a soft white light ensured perfect visibility. It was also very roomy, which alleviated your primary concern about claustrophobia. In fact there was even enough space for a fancy looking massage chair that wouldn’t look out of place on a space ship.

Cerve: “The Bath Booth 9001 is designed to give you the Shower of the Future. Today. Since this shower is supposed to be invigorating, we will not make use of the chair today. Instead please put your hands and feet at the indicated positions for the optimal shower position."

The massage chair disappeared in the wall behind it and in the front of you, two glowing indicators lighted up. The same was true for two spots on the floor.

The position you had to take had you bend slightly forward with your legs spread and your butt sticking out. You couldn’t help but feel that this was a position you were compelled to take up quite often recently.

Flup.

“Huh?”

You noticed a weird sucking sensation at your hands and feet. If you ever used one of these devices that measured your Blood Pressure it felt something like that.

You also quickly noticed that you are now unable to move either your hands or foot.

Cerve: “There is no cause for alarm, Sire. You are currently in contact with suction plates that will ensure no slippage occurs during the cleaning procedure. As you are quite clumsy, this is a necessary precaution.”

“I am not...eeep!”

A buckets worth of ice cold water hit you from above, drenching your entire body in an instant.

The abrupt change in body temperature caused you to gasp in shock.

Cerve: “This was the cold plunge, Sir. Even the old Romans were aware of the health benefit of ice baths. What you just experienced was the modern and optimized version of that.”

You immediately started to shiver. “C-cold…”

Cerve: “My apologies, Sir. I was assuming that as a manly man you regularly take ice baths. Warm showers are normally reserved for Sissy’s. Would you like to take a Sissy Shower instead?”

You took a deep breath and steeled yourself. “I….I can take it!”

“Are you certain? You do not have to **** yourself. If it is too embarrassing to admit that you are a Sissy who likes Sissy showers, just wiggle that cute butt of yours instead.”

You felt your dick stir inside it’s cage. A warm shower does sound very, very nice right now. Besides, with how much your body is shivering, shaking your ass would be a very, very easy thing to do.