Still a little time to explore the app

I had cum so thoroughly and so fully inside Jade, and yet I was hungry for more. I wanted to explore the app a bit, now that I had an idea what it was capable of, but I worried it would get me all worked up and I'd be horny and frustrated. And then I realized – if this app was all it seemed to be, I never needed to be frustrated again. The thought of that made me smile. I could command any one of these women to come over here, get me off, then leave and forget about it.

Then a small part of me – what was left of my conscience after how I had dealt with Jade – sounded warning bells that I was on a path that would radically alter who I was. I was sitting there planning to **** (I tried to work my way around that word, but in the end, that's what it was) complete strangers. The fact that there seemed to be no consequences, legally speaking, only made it more dangerous.

I considered just limiting myself to Jade. Or maybe picking one girl and “making” her my girlfriend, maybe wooing her the normal way, but using the app just a little to keep me from getting too frustrated. But would I ultimately be satisfied with that? Sexually, yes, I think. But in the long run, would I be happy knowing that whichever woman (or women) shared my bed and my life were perhaps doing so against their wills?

Seemed like a problem for another time. Something I could figure out and work on later. The evening was getting late, but I was too wired to consider shutting down for the night. And I couldn't possibly focus on work. There was only one thing I wanted to do: I opened the app and began searching.

My job requires me to thoroughly explore apps and programs, leaving no corner unexamined or untried. I applied that same rigor to the UDA. I scrolled through each of my “captures” and learned their profiles. I adjusted the settings to suit my preferences. Then I looked at a notification waiting in the settings. It informed me that because I had now exceeded ten matches, I could customize the message that each of my matches received.

“That doesn't seem too important just now,” I said to myself. “Who cares what the message says as long as they still have to obey me?”

I chuckled as I remembered how Jade had been **** to answer my questions, even though she really wanted to be anywhere else in the world once it started.

Which made me think... Jade had immediately felt uncomfortable after we matched. She knew something was off and she tried to leave. What might other women do to avoid obeying my commands?

They could shut off their phone, change their number, ask someone to help them avoid me, or... dammit. I needed to change my message. I thought through some basic commands that I wanted every one of my women to start with, then wrote a new greeting message:

Read this whole message in its entirety. Do not tell or show anyone about this message or app without Ron's permission. Do not do anything to avoid or harm Ron. Keep your phone nearby and always respond as soon as possible when Ron communicates with you. Always be completely truthful to Ron. Don't worry about Ron, trust that he is safe and will be good to you. Do not have a physical relationship with any man other than Ron without Ron's permission. As soon as possible, have yourself tested for STIs.

So it wasn't the most eloquent phrasing, more like stream of consciousness, but I imagined it would do the trick. I clicked OK and the app asked, Would you like to send this greeting to all 11 of your current captures?

I clicked Yes and waited to make sure the app confirmed that it had completed its task. And then, back to the ladies.

I looked again at my captures, eager to begin meeting them. But first I wanted to check for more potential matches. Who knew how many people were using this app? I didn't want to snooze past an opportunity to capture more women. After picking another 20 or so, I went back to my library of matches to pick a partner for the rest of the evening. It was so hard to choose, so I decided to just go with the first girl I had matched with – Angela. I looked again at her picture and profile. She appeared to be your average blonde white girl. She had a big smile with eyes that showed a playful spirit. Her interests were vague – animals, music, blah, blah, blah. The picture didn't reveal much of her body, which made me wonder if she was trying to hide her shape. Didn't matter, really. She was pretty and she would do whatever I told her to do. That was enough for tonight.

I opened the messenger function of the app and instructed Angela to come to my place as soon as was reasonably possible. When I didn't get an answer after a few minutes, I commanded her to confirm that she had received the message. I received a simple, almost immediate “OK.”

Smiling, I headed to the shower to get ready.