You dream of Ray before a new morning routine

The night is long and awful. You hate yourself as you desire nothing more than Ray to come back and allow you to cum. When you do fall into bits of sleep, they’re filled with dreams of Ray. Ray riding you again. Ray laying in front of you, telling you how good your mouth is. Ray spanking you on one side with EDNA spanking you on the other, having to keep count of both.

With your phone across the room and no clock visible, you have no idea what time it is when you hear EDNA call out that it’s time to wake up. The arousal has diminished but without any release it hasn’t truly gone away. EDNA starts by unhooking your cuffs from the bed, then removing the cuffs and collar entirely. The scarfs follow, letting you fall flat on the bed with a groan and your muscles crying out in relief. Your relaxation is short lived, however, as EDNA’s arms lift you up and start undressing you. Even the chastity belt is removed.

Instead of being pulled into the bathroom and being cleaned, the arms bend you over the bed. You put up some resistance, trying to get up but EDNAs arms simply grab your wrists and pull them forward, forcing your breasts to press into the bedspread while more arms grab your thighs and pull your legs open wide on the floor. As you wiggle and resist you spot out of the corner of your eye what EDNA has planned and remember what Ray said the night before. Your struggles redouble but EDNA holds you fast. You feel the intruder press up against your rear entrance as constant pressure is applied. You can feel that the toy is well lubricated but it’s still large and an unwilling guest as you let out a drawn out “Nnnggghhhhhuuuuuhhhh”. Finally, EDNA’s unrelenting pressure wins out and you feel the plug press past your sphincter and settle inside of you. “EDNA, please take that out. Haven’t you already put me through enough indignities!?”

EDNA responds sounding happy and cheerful as always. “Jane, your boyfriend would like you more open and ready for his large cock.” You cringe at hearing EDNA talk so lewdly about Ray’s member. “He directly suggested you wear a plug whenever you can. I am aware this will be uncomfortable for you, but it’s to make your boyfriend happy and I know you want to do everything to please your boyfriend!”

Marking the end of the conversation, the arms lift you into what you’re coming to see as the ‘dressing’ pose you catch a quick glimpse in the mirror and spot the pink heart shaped jeweled end of the butt plug peeking out between your cheeks. Arms approach again with more clothes. First a pair of plain white cotton panties are pulled up your legs that blessedly seem to leave your plug alone. They’re followed by a pair of peach track shorts that care barely fit over your ass, seeming to push the plug in deeper. Looking behind you as they’re tugged into place you see that they don’t even cover the bottom of your ass and are pulled in between your cheeks. It'd be incredibly sexy if only it were on someone different.

Your breasts are covered with a form fitting white peekaboo sports bra that displays plenty of cleavage. Any hope you had of taking advantage of the chastity belt being removed are dashed as it’s returned, freshly cleaned, and placed around you again. EDNA’s cheerful voice announces “It’s time to exercise Jane. I contacted your boyfriend to confirm that exercise wouldn’t interfere with his command that you be seen moving stiffly. He said that so long as you were worked out long and hard, he would be okay.”

You let out a groan as the arms lay you down on the floor on your hands and knees. While EDNA holds your arms down on the floor she wraps a resistance band around your right foot. “Please press your leg out behind you Jane. We’ll be doing 10 reps of each leg.”

Already feeling the pressure from the resistance band, you try to work yourself out of the exercise. “EDNA, I can’t possibly exercise today. I’m tired, sore, and need to get ready for work.”

You’d really rather not go through the process of preparing for work either, but that at least leads you outside of your house and possibly away from EDNA and Ray’s influence.

EDNA sounds frustratingly cheerful and helpful when she answers “Jane, exercise will help alleviate your sore muscles, will help you wake up, and I’ve gotten you out of bed with enough time to do a full routine. Please start with your right leg donkey kick by pressing your leg out behind you.”

Figuring that EDNA will have excuses for anything you say, you press your right leg out behind you. The resistance band makes the move a little difficult but adds a bit of pressure as you return your leg to the starting position without snapping forward suddenly. You can also feel the plug moving in and out of you with the movement. “Good Jane. Only nine more to go!”

Once you finish with your Donkey Kicks on each leg EDNA walks you through various resistance band assisted exercises including Lying Oblique Crunches, Side Planks, Kneeling Crunches, Lying Pullovers, Squat Rows, Calf Raises, Hamstring Curls, and Glute Bridges. You’re not sure if it’s the memories of the past two nights or not, but each move reminds you of a sexual position. Especially the Glute Bridge which consists of laying on your back with your knees up and thrusting your hips up.

Once the exercise routine is finished EDNA removes the resistance band and directs you into the bathroom. You briefly consider trying to exit but you’re now dressed up as some wet dream exercise bunny while breathing hard and smelling of a mixture of sweat, sex, and perfume. Once you’re in the bathroom your brief moment of free movement ends as EDNA again takes over. Unceremoniously you’re undressed including your chastity belt and plug. You’re once again showered and cleaned with EDNA’s arms keeping your hands well above your waist, negating any chance of you adding your own pleasure. Soft brushes and musk scented soap cleans you before you are rinsed, dried, and brought back into the bedroom with a towel wrapped around your chest and one wrapped turban style around your hair.

The arms bring you to the vanity where you remember to close your eyes as you feel the cosmetics being applied to your face and your hair being styled. When it’s finished and you open your eyes you see that EDNA has done her best impression of the bimbo secretary again. Bright red lipstick and too much eye shadow highlight your face while your hair has been pulled up into a loose bun with several loose strands surrounding your face.

After a moment to look at yourself the arms lift you and pull you back into your dressing position. You see the clothes rushing out of the closet in order. First a silk bra was hooked around your chest, pulling your already impressive breasts up into a fantastic vision of cleavage. A similarly styled waist cincher is pulled around you and laced tight until breathing is limited to shallow breaths in and out. A garter belt was hooked around your waist with opaque seamed stockings rolled up and attached to the six suspenders. You brace yourself as a skimpy black silky thong is pulled up your legs and yanked into place, hiking between your cheeks and pressing firmly on the jeweled plug, pressing it in deeper. A tight highly starched white blouse slipped over your arms and is buttoned. There doesn’t appear to be any buttons near the top which leaves your cleavage present and on display. A tight, short, high waisted, leather skirt slid up your legs. The blouse was tucked into it before it’s zipped up in the back. A pair of garish red heels were slid onto your feet and a pair of glasses put on your face before you’re gently lowered to the floor and turned to face the full-length mirror.

As you’re coming to expect from EDNA, you see that the clothes match the makeup and hairstyle and are wildly inappropriate for an office environment. You’re a parody of a secretary as your black skirt and white blouse fit the definition of office wear but everything fits so tightly that none of your curves are hidden. Even the choker with its playful heart hints at the bondage you’ve recently experienced.

The skirt is just long and tight enough that your stride is limited. On top of your short steps, your heels and plug work together to **** you into swinging your hips, further showing off your enhanced rear.

Behind you, you see EDNA packing up a red leather clutch that matches your garish heels. You don’t see everything that goes in but you do see your phone, some lipstick, and… a pair of handcuffs!?

“Jane, your ride to work is here. Please make your way to the car.”

Knowing that as ridiculously and sexily as you’re dressed that outside is still better than inside, you make your way to the door. As you exit your cursed house, EDNA ‘helpfully’ puts your purse in your hand and closes the door behind you. Only as you approach the waiting car do you realize… EDNA didn’t put the chastity belt on you!