Good Girlfriends are Wrapped

Chapter 22 - Good Girlfriend Protocols - Good Girlfriends get Wrapped

This is too much. Emma wants to please Evan ('Good Girlfriends please') but she won't be able to look him in the eye if he sees this, the shame and indecency of him knowing, or of that being in the cloud? way too scary.

She tries to stand, knowing the AI will likely punish her but needing to do something. To her surprise, she isn't immediately shocked; instead, the AI increases the pace of its pleasuring. It goes from slow casual penetrations with small vibrations, right into overdrive as it begins to fuck her in earnest, the cock inside her hammering away and rumbling through her whole lower body with powerful vibrations.

The sudden intensity causes Emma to stumble onto the bed, her clamps swinging wildly and pulling on her tits as her hips involuntarily begin to jerk at the intense stimulation, as she lies there her body overwhelmed, she feels her mind start melting out through her pussy. She tries to resist and tell herself not to give in to the pleasure, but her body is so sensitive, primed from a morning of depravity and teasing.

The AI's whispers in her ear grow more insistent as she lies there getting fucked as her brain leaks out "Good Girlfriends Listen and Obey, Good Girlfriends Please, Good Girlfriends Present" repeating over and over as the **** on her body does not let up, "Obey,Please,Present,Obey,Please,Present" after a few minutes she finds herself muttering in response "Obey,Please,Present" each word in time with the belts cock her mind cycling through the lessons hammered into her by the AI.

"Evan loved your other photos so much, just imagine how pleased he will be to see you, how he will lust for you, will desire you" it whispers, the words once absurd, sound so hot to her now, her brain lost in a cycle of "Obey, Please, Present" she says, as she finds herself raising the phone.

"Evan will want to touch you, will want to be inside you, you will be his Good Girlfriend" ('I want to be a good Girlfriend' her mind responds)

She opens the phone app.

"Evan will praise you, he may even use you, let you cum, fuck his Good Girlfriend" ('Good Girlfriends get praises, Good Girlfriends Fuck')

She clicks the take photo button, capturing her depravity in all its glory, clamped in her fetish latex outfit. The shame rushes through her, difficult to separate from the same rush of arousal that meets it all spurned on by the belts continued fucking and the twists of pain from her clamps.

"I've sent it to Evan, he's going to be so pleased"

'Oh god, the AI sent it, of course it did' the thought echoes weakly through her head. Evan will see her, all of her. I hope it pleases him ('Good Girlfriends please their boyfriends'), her mind half mush filled with mantras and pleasure and hornyness when a message notification pings from her phone.

Oh wow Emma, I had no idea you were this kinky. I love the outfit and the clamps, you look like a present all ready for me to unwrap.

no way I can focus on studying, picturing you at home. I'm coming home, make sure you're ready for me. It looks like we have some exploring to do.

I'll see you soon xxx

"Good Girl Emma, looks like we will have to hurry up and finish our cleaning, let's prioritize the gag and restraints, Evan likes it when you're wrapped up for him." The AI says in a no-nonsense tone.

Exhausted from her protests, her brain still mostly mush, she has no energy left to resist, she waits and lets some light shocking urge her onwards as she goes to obey. She reaches for then slowly picks up the big shiny black ball gag that looked so scary and intriguing when she first bought it and brings it towards her face, compelled almost by its own gravity.

As she stretches her jaw and places it in her mouth, she can taste the rubber, feel the stretch and tightness in her jaw and mouth. The strap slides behind her head, and she slowly pulls the straps tighter, the catch clunking tighter, each extra notch forcing the ball deeper into her jaw till her mouth is filled, her red lips bulging around the ball, every moan and sound muffled, drool already beginning to build.

"Good Girl Emma" the Ai says with a few extra strong vibrations to accompany its praise. "Now let's grab the four-piece restraint set, that will be perfect for wrapping you up for Evan"

She grabs the leather cuff set, an intricate and beautiful restraint kit she bought after watching a particularly heated shibari video.

She slowly bends down and wraps the ankle ones first, in the process the nipple clamps chain dangles down each bounce pulling tighter on her nipples, reminding her of their presence and letting the throbbing of the clamps feed into her arousal.

Next, she puts on the attached wrist cuffs, pulling them tight, the material pressing against the latex of her maid gloves, rubbing back and forth as it tightens.

She can feel the slight restrictions of all four cuffs as chains link them to a central locking system behind her back, mildly restraining her range of motion, but she knows the system can cinch tighter and be used to spread her wide or truss her up tight. The thought sounds deeply sexy and deeply scary. She would be so helpless, but with the dildo steadily thrusting inside her and the tongue on her clit, it's hard to feel like that's anything other than sexy.

A shock from the dildo inside her makes Emma jump, which causes her to pull on the cuffs and engage the cinching mechanism that further restricts her limbs, partially pulling them behind her back. Another shock causes a further cinch while she's still unsteady. Her limbs are stretched tight now, it will be difficult to use her hands to release herself.

"Your almost there Emma, tighter now" the AI says, relentless.

Emma tries to resist but a low but steady pattern of shocks slowly increases in intensity until she can't help but begin to jerk, each pull cinching the the cuffs tighter, her limbs gradually being **** into a hog tie behind her back inevitably, every act of resistance pulling her further into position until she lies there completely trussed, as the belt continues to tease and edge her, helpless to even move waiting for Evan to come claim his prize.