Test Out Your New -Wife

You pad into the kitchen slowly after Joy, waiting to see how she reacts. She's over at the counter slicing up food, perfectly focused on the task. She's even still in the frilly black lingerie no less.

"Joy. Raise your arms." You call out, curious. She instantly stops cooking and raises her arms into the air. For a moment, you're positive that you saw the collar glow just a little bit brighter.

"Joy. Lower your arms again." She lowers her arms immediately.

She turns back to you and smiles at you, having only seemingly noticed your approach.

"Hey there, you? Couldn't wait for breakfast?" She says with a gleaming smile.

"Joy. Run your hands down your side." You say, ignoring her question.

She instantly puts the knife in her hand down on the counter, and begins to run her hands down her sides. There isn't even a second of hesitation. You take note careful of the fact that she both took an action to limit harm first, and that without commanding her to do it in a sexy way, she just did it in a utilitarian way.

Time for something a little more spicy.

"Joy. Take off your bra and pinch your nipples." You command.

Her hands are a flurry of motion, pulling at the straps of her bra. There's that delicious sexy moment as she pulls her bra off right when you can see her hardened nipples pop out of her top. There's a strange blank look on her face, like she's not all there even as she obeys your command. The bra falls to the floor and her fingers find her breasts and begin to roughly pinch at them.

"Uhh." She groans softly, starting to squirm in place from the pain.

"Alright alright. You can stop now." You say with a sigh. Joy lets go of her nipples and straightens back up. There's a moment of comprehension on her face where she blinks twice. It's as if she just realized what happened.