XXXVII - The Door

Back to Lisa tower..... Dust happens. Always has, since the sky turned sickly yellow years ago. The wind shrieks, and the window becomes a blizzard. Not snow—grains of stone, some, sharp as needles. They don't tap; they peck, creating a rhythm that drowns out the city below. A coffee mug vibrates on its resting place somewhere. Through the haze, citizens can barely make out the building across the street. Its streets are dark—closed, abandoned by anyone smart enough to evacuate when the atmospheric sensors hit their warnings. The sky beyond is a roiling ochre maelstrom, churning with the remains of everything: topsoil from dead farmland, ground glass from some broken window, ash from coal fires.... The glass groans....Mommy's voice was the only thing that could instantly freeze Lisa's rapid and confused thoughts.

"Any attempt to remove the belt, or damage it, tampering with the locks or electronic components will activate the security systems...This will result in the shocks you just felt...All those little silver contacts inside the waistband are not only sensors to monitor your body's condition, its also an electric shock system. You should be grateful for the protection my little belt provides. Without it, your...ahem...ineptitude might cause...unpleasantness. You can't always be expected to hold it in, can you?" Mommy spoke, her voice increasingly resembling that of a dominatrix; it seems the code truly evolves over time....

"PLEASE....I want to take it off!.....this thing in my pussy is driving me crazy; it feels like something is crawling around inside me, it feels like it's alive! You can't really expect to keep me plugged...forever!" She shuddered at the thought of those painful shocks coursing through her body again. Lisa moaned nervously, her eyes wide with fear and submission. Lisa's face burned with shame and frustration. "That's not fair!" she spat, trying to keep her anger in check. "I hate having to get up in the shower every time I need to...you know. It's humiliating and disgusting. And it's all because of this stupid belt!" She gestured helplessly at the chastity device strapped around her waist.

"I'm afraid I can. Ah, but that's where you're wrong, my dear. You see, the belt is not just a tool of discipline, it's also a reminder of your place in this relationship. You can't escape me, even when nature calls. After all, you put it on voluntarily, isn't this really what you wanted?" Mother explained in her generally cold voice, teasing her...You're part of the Secure-All family now. I've increased your allowed orgasms a bit for now, I expect you to initiate them yourself, until you work off the rest of the few you owe me. If you don't, I'll take then from you 10 at a time non-stop maybe."

The next morning Lisa recieved another special delivery. She wasn't really surprised when it was not only the same courrier company but maybe the same driver that had delivered her chastity device. She was not dressed, of course, when she answered the door, and the driver seemed to know what she was wearing under her chastity shield. He smiled at her boobs and even asked if her last delivery was recieved in good condition. The look on Lisas face was priceless, and before he left, the driver winked at her, welcomed her to the user base, and even promised she would see her again...soon....

"I heard they have big plans for you. Not every girls get to keep her purity in a 6000". The driver commented quickly, laughing and turning his back to her when leaving...