Good Girls Present

Chapter 21 - Good Girlfriend Protocols - Good Girls Present

"Maid Emma, you have been a Good Girl. Your next task is to clean your sex toys, toys must be clean so they can be used" Emma blushes slightly, embarrassed about her collection, but she finds herself heading for the bedroom, still moving her hands up and down her body, over every curve squishing the latex against her body and squeezing her tits to keep herself teased.

She hesitates for a moment at the top of the stairs, before a tweak of her nipple makes her gasp and head towards the cupboard, a naughty part of her thinking about using the toys on herself if the belt will let her. She retrieves her secret shoe box from the bottom of the cupboard and opens it to reveal her shame, three dozen different toys all wrapped in various packaging, most of them unused. She just couldn't stop buying them, too fascinated to stop but too scared to use or even show Evan. The box contains various restraints, gags, vibrators, a paddle, clamps, even plugs. She breathes deeply, looking at them in a new light in her current state of mind.

"Good Maid Emma, take a photo of your collection before we begin and after so I can assess the efficacy of your cleaning" Embarrassed but too far gone to refuse, she takes a quick picture before grabbing a clean towel and cleaning solution.

"No Emma, that comes second, first your toys must be cleaned using your mouth"

A thought tries to briefly break through her arousal and daze at the absurdity of that instruction, "but, why, I don't" Emma mumbles

"Good Girlfriends Listen and Obey, Good Girlfriends Clean" the AI reminds her firmly, "you will open your mouth, place the dildo inside and suck"

Emma kneels instinctively ('Good Girlfriends Obey'), her mumbling and dazed protests are silenced as she shoves the dildo deep into her mouth, her mouth forming an O and instinctively sucking tight. Any protests are silenced by the cock in her mouth and the belts resumed thrusting inside her ('Good Girlfriends Listen and Obey, LISTEN AND OBEY, PLEASE, SUCK, OBEY' the words shout in her mind)

Any other thought is pushed out as she quickly takes the dildo deep down her throat, sucking and licking it clean with loud slurping noises.

"Emma, you have received a text from Evan, he says that he misses you and would like another photo, he says he enjoyed your sexy pic this morning" the Ai informs her as a message received tone pings on her phone. "Good Girlfriends Present for their boyfriends, present yourself for Evan"

Emma groans at the idea of taking a photo with how disheveled she looks, but with her mind horny and aroused the idea is kinda hot, thinking about that photo she sent him this morning, she must have looked good and Evan must have enjoyed it alot if hes asking for more she thinks with a horny smile ('Good Girlfriends please their boyfriends') conveniently forgetting that the AI sent it for her.

She likes the way she feels when she thinks about Evan looking at her, being pleased and turned on by her photos, a focus for his desire, a cause of his pleasure and arousal. They used to send each other selfies all the time, maybe it's time to restart that tradition, she thinks mischievously, especially as the idea of making him hard wherever he is makes a mischievous side of her arousal surge and rear its head.

As she goes to remove the dildo from her throat to take the photo a sharp shock hits her ass, making her jump and reflexively take the cock back deeper.

"Keep the dildo in when you present, Evan should see how your cleaning is going"

Oh god, the idea is so embarrassing and hot, her pussy gushes with a sudden intense heat and wetness at the thought. She lifts the camera to avoid showing her embarrassing uniform, and takes the dildo a bit deeper, positioning her throat so Evan will see the bulge. Maybe he will imagine his own cock bulging there, she thinks ('Good Girlfriends suck'). She looks at the resulting image while her hips grind against the belt, the girl on her phone looks like a complete slut, deepthroating a silicone dildo and clearly flustered and enjoying it. On the screen, the sluts eyes draw her in, the determined gaze revealing the depths of her desire. She touches her tits just looking at it, knowing it will drive Evan crazy as she bites her lip and hits send of her own choice.

As she pulls the dildo free, she licks it from bottom to tip cleaning up every last bit of saliva till her face is a mess. Then uses the toy cleaner to sensibly wipe and disinfect it ('Good Girlfriends Clean') and places it back in the box just as her phone chimes with a response.

"Oh fuck that's hot, I'm so hard I had to cross my legs to hide it in the library, you look so sexy, such a hot slut for me, what a Good Girlfriend"

Emma immediately feels several strings of arousal shoot through her mind and trace out through her body, responding to Evans approval and desire ('i want to be a good girlfriend'). That arousal is caught and amplified like a wave by the belt giving her several seconds of intense fucking and suction on her clit, rewarding her for Evan's approval and continuing to tie his approval to her pleasure, causing her to moan as she desperately grabs a nearby pillow and futilely humps it through her belt.

During this mindless humping, she doesn't notice a string of text roll across her phone

'Boyfriend goals updated: 'Good Girlfriends are hot sluts' then a pause, and is replaced with 'future lesson planned' before vanishing.

"Good Girl Emma, now you must clean the nipple clamps, let's start by making sure they haven't rusted from disuse, open them and place them on your nipples." The AI says out loud surprising and bringing her out of her humping daze, embarrassed at how she must have looked and glad Evan didn't see that, but also maybe a little disappointed...

Even in her aroused state, a big part of her knows this is a bad idea, wants to resist, but as she tries to speak up, even as the syllables form in her mouth, a very strong shock hits her thighs and her mouth clamps shut. She hesitantly begins reaching for the clamps.

The clamps are fairly small, just the small soft ones with rubber coating the ends and a chain linking them together, but she knows this will still hurt, with every movement. She's not even sure why she bought these, beyond pure fascination. Looking at them, that fascination remains, will they be too much for her? will they feel good or hurt? she needs to know. With the belt urging her onward, she knows one way or another she's going to find out. Thinking about it that way, she can try to tell herself the belt is just giving her an opportunity to explore.

She opens the first clamp and pulls it towards her right breast, her breasts still hanging out of her uniform, her nipples already more than hard enough since the moment she first put on this outfit. Her hand hesitates, shuddering in her grip for several seconds, before she finally releases the grip and lets it close on her nipple. She hisses in pain as hot flashes of lightning soreness echo out from her breasts through her body, mixing in strange foreign ways with the continued pleasure the belt is giving her, in an intoxicating mix that makes her feel dizzy. The pain steadily declines into a dull throb that seems to continue with every beat of her heart, every rush of blood through her clit and nipples ... Throb ... Throb ... Throb. She reaches for the other, now properly prepared, she still hisses with pain as it closes on her nipple, but the feeling is more manageable as it closes on her. As the pain on the second one recedes, she can focus on the weight of the chain connecting the clamps, dangling, the weight gently, barely noticeable as it tugs on her nipples, each movement another reminder of their presence, another tiny mote of pain mixing into her dizzy, aroused mind and body.

"Good Girl Emma, it looks like those clamps are free of rust and working properly, let's take another photo for Evan, after all, Good Girlfriends Present"

Oh god, the last one was bad enough, but showing Evan this? Her nipples clamped like some kinky painslut?, while he sees her whole body dressed up like his maid? She thinks with horror and intense arousal ('Mmmhm Evans maid, Good Girlfriends are Good Maids' her mind murmurs, distracted by the thought)

She knows she won't have a choice, but Emma knows this would be a step she can't take back, Evan will see her, encased in latex, a slutty little maid for him, nipples chained, he might reject her, he might want her to do more, she's not sure which would be worse, either way it would be confessing to her all the secret curiosities she's tried to hide and ignore.