Something Funny, and Disturbing

Seamus had purchased Good Girls Follow Rules (Level 1).

Uh-oh, what's this level 1 stuff? Seamus pulled up the long list of what exactly could do what in levels, and integrations, and synergies, but the key gist he got out of it was, if Gina failed to abide by the rules, or he chose to upgrade the selection, then it would bump up a level, and each level would mean harsher punishment for failure to abide by the rules. There was an excruciatingly long list of rules that good girls were to follow, but he did have the option to spend a few gems to add some rules of his own wording, or remove some of the rules on the existing list, but most of the current rules were standard fare for most law-abiding citizens of an average, everyday country.

Until Seamus got to this one, buried about halfway down that he would have completely missed if he hadn't paused to relax his hand and stretch his wrist. Custom Girl must be a Good Girl and present herself once per year for inspection to the app owner. Said inspection must be thorough, and Custom Girl must submit a Naughty and Nice list for her weekly actions. App owner may choose to punish or reward Custom Girl based on the preponderance of evidence for whether she was Naughty, or Nice. Note: initial inspection must be performed within one week of initial intake.

Ah crap, Seamus thought to himself. I don't even know this woman, how is she supposed to present herself to me? And what will happen if she doesn't? Further reading essentially indicated she would acquire additional levels, and such presenting would start happening more frequently, yadda, yadda, yadda. Seamus wondered if there was something within his price range for Gina that would allow him to avoid this likely unpleasant circumstance, but upon further inspection, the only things in his current price range list for her involved changing her body or hair. And one or two that would increase her subservience and a few other 'hot keys' such as 'Bend Over', 'Flash Tits', or 'Freeze for One Minute'. Seriously? Who came up with this stuff?

Seamus looked over at his wife, who was wincing in pain and failing to find a comfortable way to stand that didn't completely upend her normal way of moving, an had to admit to himself that the whole experience was giving him unexpected pleasure down below. He had semi-regular sex with his wife. Okay, the last time was about four months ago, but work had been exhausting, she had doctor's appointments, he had chiropractor appointments, a teenage son in the house meant they couldn't play around like they used to, but still. They had good sex. Well, okay sex. Well, the last time they hadn't finished and it had been about six months before that...crap. Where had their sex life gone? Seamus stared at his wife in wonder. They loved each other, deeply. They were affectionate, spent a lot of time with each other, talked, were open with each other. But they still had had sex only three times in the past...14 months?! Seamus pinched the bridge of his nose, sighed, and knew he had to ask a question he was dreading. "Honey, is the reason that you said you found the idea kind of hot because we've only had sex three times in the past 14 months?"

"What are you talking about? We had sex last week!" She huffed back. Then paused. "No, we intended on having sex last week, but your mother showed up just as we were about to get started."

"That's what I mean. Something always comes in between us lately. Is that why you agreed?" Seamus didn't want to shoot himself in the foot asking this question, but he needed to be sure.

"No, I really do find the idea hot. But, you can't be right, we've had sex twice, no once in, no..." Alice stopped what she was doing and whirled around to look at him. "Ouch! That was stupid. Why haven't you gotten home from work more often?! Our sex life has suffered tremendously since you started this project!" Alice put her hands on her hips and glared at Seamus.

Seamus couldn't help it, he started laughing. "Sorry honey, but it isn't just me in this, we both have failed to pay attention to each other. Maybe this app is exactly what we needed to focus on each other."

Alice started shaking her head like crazy, "Uh-uh, no way. That app is dangerous! Wait..." Alice paused and looked down at his groin. "You're finding this as arousing as I am!" Alice blanched a bit. "I mean...you...I'm not backtracking out of that statement, am I?"

Grinning like a cat that ate the canary, Seamus replied: "Nope! You find the app arousing too!" Seamus sobered up for a moment. "But you are right, I've been spending a lot of time at work. I need to get that balance back." Seamus walked over to her and kissed her on the cheek, pulled her close in, bending her backward just a little and gave her a deep kiss on the mouth.

Alice let out a muffled squeak and squeal as the chains tightened significantly at the backwards bend but Seamus didn't let go until she softened into the kiss. Smiling at her dazed look, Seamus stepped back and asked: "Ready to go to the bedroom honey?"

Alice winced and straightened back up, rubbing at the newly sore spots and hissing when she rubbed a little too vigorously. "Definitely! Let me just finish getting the dishes done and...".

Alice had turned away and let out a shriek when Seamus grabbed her by the waist and pulled her towards the bedroom. "Nope! Not this time honey, we're going to have sex, and then we will do the dishes together."

Alice swiftly turned and smiled, curling herself under his arm, "I love it when you are like this. You used to do this all the time when we first got married." She trailed a fingertip along his jawline. "I love you."

Seamus tore her clothes off and littered the bedroom floor with them. "I love you too."

Smiling ferociously at the treatment, even while wincing as the movement pulled harshly at the chains, Alice tore his shirt from Seamus's grasp and threw it to the laundry basket. "Get over here stud, your wife awaits your ravishment." She tucked herself up and back onto the bed and spread her legs.

Seamus eyed the new jewelry adorning his wife's body and had to admit that he really loved this look on her, and while wishing she had acquiesced to early marriage requests, loved the chance to explore something new after this many years off marriage, dropped his pants and underwear to his knees and plunged himself into her waiting folds in one swift, fell stroke.

Shuddering at the movement, Alice whimpered in painful ecstasy. "Oooh. That clit piercing does something interesting to this."

Smiling, Seamus paused, then withdraw halfway and plunged back in, letting his body weight rest on the join between their bodies.

Alice shivered and then nodded, her eyes half-lidded, to which Seamus pulled back and started a fast, pounding rhythm that built and built until both of them were at the height of being ready to finish.

"Mom? Dad? I'm home! Meemaw had a question about if we are coming over this weekend or not." Sean's voice came in from the living room.

"Shit!" Seamus raced to the bedroom door and slammed it shut. "Go away for a few minutes son, okay?"

"Dad?" Sean's voice came back, concerned about the slamming door, "are you all right?"

"I'm fine!" Seamus said, out of breath, and looked at Alice, letting out a frustrated chuckle. "Grrr."

Alice shook her head and sat up. "It's always timing, right?"

"Mom?" The voice came through the door again, "Meemaw is asking again about the plans for this weekend."

"Sean, go away!" Both Alice and Seamus yelled through the door.

"Fine! Meemaw? Yeah, they slammed their door. I'm going to my room now. Thanks for the ride." Sean's voice got quieter and quieter throughout the whole statement.

"Alice?" A female voice drifted through the door. "What's the plans for this weekend?"

Sighing, Alice replied: "We are planning to come over for the weekend. Thanks for taking Sean, Mom."

"You're welcome. It feels weird talking to you through a door. Can we at least have a normal conversation like two normal people and not have a slab of wood between us while we talk?" The female voice again intruded on the private moment.

Alice said: "Mom, I'm not dressed."

"A little early to be getting ready for bed, but what do I know, I'm just your mother and maybe I'm getting feeble in my old age and my memory has been failing me for years, you know. Just last week when I was talking to Sharon, you know Sharon, she used to babysit you and that friend of yours in second grade, Ashley, right? Anyway, I was talking to Sharon and Sharon said that her husband accused her of forgetting his birthday! I said to her, that's nothing! I thought I had forgotten my husbands birthday one year, but apparently it was my fault because I had clicked on the wrong button on my cell phone, you know that one that I had back twelve years ago with the rhinestone case that I thought was way too gaudy but my husband thought looked fantastic for me for my birthday for some reason, but that button on my cell phone had apparently changed the settings to a Chinese calendar or something and so for a while there I was trying to figure out just exactly what had gone wrong with my vision, after all you know I've had problems with my eyesight for years, especially after I went bird watching and couldn't see that robin's egg forty feet away. I used to be able to do that, you remember. Right, Alice? Anyway, Sharon and I went for a nice walk by the water and we got to enjoy this great little bistro, unfortunately my sciatica kicked in and we had to sit down for a bit at this great bistro, but the waiter just could not figure out what I wanted to order. Probably didn't help that I had that problem with my tongue last week but those things happen when you get old you know. Are either of you two ever going to join me out here or are you just going to leave an old woman standing in pain at your door yammering away for an hour? I have places to go you know? Well, not so much anymore since I retired, but you know what I mean. You retire, and you run out of time to do things in the day. Anyway, I'll see you two on the weekend okay?" The voice started retreating to the front door. "Love you, maybe we can have a real conversation next time and not through a wood door like a pair of prison people or something."

"Love you too Mom." Alice called out, finally having found a suitable bit of clothing to put on that wasn't torn to shreds on the floor, having had to go to her dresser for the replacements, just in time to hear the front door open and close again.

"Awesome! Now I get to tear more clothes off of you!" Seamus grinned playfully.

"Wait! Please! These are my good panties. I like these, they're comfortable..." Alice started backing away swiftly, but laughing all the same.

Seamus playfully stalked his wife around the bedroom, preparing to pounce.