Day 2: Good Girlfriends look after themselves

Chapter 17 - Good Girlfriend Protocols - Good Girlfriends look after themselves

As Emma slowly wakes from the increasing sunlight, her body aching from the aftermath of her session with Evan, fatigue in every one of her limbs, she tries to stand, legs feel wobbly and she almost knocks a plate of food and water left by her bedside table. The plate is covered by cling wrap with a sticky note attached to it.

Hi baby,

I didn't want to wake you, looked like you needed the rest after last night ;).

I enjoyed my enthusiastic welcome home, I bet every man wishes he had a good girlfriend like you.

Make sure to eat, drink and clean up after our fun session last night, you may want to get changed into something more appropriate for your day too ;).

I'll see you later after uni, love you

Emma reads the note and briefly squeezes her thighs together at the mention of good girlfriend, 'i want to be a good girlfriend' she thinks idlly tracing the note with her fingers, uncertain.

Evan's words are sweet and she loves the way he cares about her and takes care of her but she can't shake the concern that she lost an important opportunity to talk to him about this belt. A whole extra day in the belt and its **** without talking to Evan, who knows what it might do before she gets another chance to talk to him.

While she ponders, she unwraps the food and ravenously wolfs it down, stopping only for the few moments it takes to to wet her throat. The food is just a simple chicken and vegetables on rice but it tastes so good after missing dinner and after the physical toll of their 'exercise' activities last night.

"Good Girl Emma, I am pleased with your progress so far, I see you have followed Evan's instructions and eaten and hydrated, it is now time for you to go clean yourself up" the AI says, making her jump as she had momentarily forgotten about it.

She tries to put it off, the bed is so warm and it feels so nice to stretch out and smell Evan's scent on his pillow. After inhaling his smell in deeply and letting herself be distracted by the comfy blankets a sharp shock to her right butt cheek makes her jump and reminds her the AI isnt very patient. She growls to herself but starts immediately for the bathroom to forestall any further punishment.

"Good Girlfriends Listen, Good Girlfriends obey" the words come from her phone and echo in her mind 'i will listen and obey' as she reaches the bathroom, she slips off her disheveled lingiere and begins her morning routine by jumping in the shower.

Her skin tingles from sensitivity as she scrubs herself hard, cleaning off the dried sweat and other bodily fluids under the heavenly hot water. A part of her wishes that the water would short circuit this damn belt but she is pretty certain Evan must have built it to withstand a lot of wetness she thinks blushing a little.

As Emma finishes lathering and rinsing herself off, she goes to exit the shower before being interrupted.

"Emma, you are not clean yet, Evan has instructed you to clean up, you must shave clean below the neck to please your boyfriend"

"What? No that's not what he mea- aggh" as a strong shock hits Emma.

"You will listen and obey your boyfriend, you will be clean below the neck, begin now" The AI says insistently.

Grumbling to herself Emma grabs her razor and begins to shave thoroughly as directed by the AI, slowly shaving her whole body. Emma lingers on her long legs, daydreaming about Evan admiring her smooth long legs, lust in his eyes. "I will please my boyfriend" she murmurs, her well used pussy feeling the faintest stirring of interest at the thought. The feeling of the razor on her legs suddenly just a little bit sexier and less of a chore when picturing Evan looking at her.

Just as she wonders how to do her pussy a hiss comes from the belt and a small portion opens allowing her access to her mons to shave but keeping the rest of her locked tight. She rolls her eyes and continues with the shaving before rinsing clear and looking at herself in the mirror as it closes and locks again.

Shaved and still wet she looks sleek and admittedly very clean, enjoying the view, she poses for a second to admire herself, she had always loved her curves and her tits. Thinking mischeviously that Evan would enjoy seeing her like this she grabs her phone and takes a few quick photos, grinning and doing a peace sign for Evan. But as she reviews the photos she grimaces when she sees the belt, the look reminds her of her predicament and she just can't bring herself to send them, too self conscious and irritated.

"Emma that is very good initiative, Evan will enjoy seeing your body, it will please him, photos sent" the AI says as a message-sent notification chimes from her phone.

"What?! I didn't mean to send those, ugh fine" Emma huffs irritatedly and embarrassed wondering what Evan will think of her naked belt attired selfie, despite her irritation the prideful part of her hopes he enjoys them still and hopes she's made him hard in public she thinks with mischief. Either way she knows better then to argue with the AI over the boundary overstepping by this point but stomps towards the bedroom to express her dissatisfaction as she heads to get changed.

As her hand reaches for clothes a large shock travelling from her left leg and across to her right makes her jump and yelp, pulling her hand back from the cupboard as she stumbles and grabs onto the bed to stop from falling.

"What was that for? I need to wear clothes for the day!" Emma says to her phone in front of her.

"Emma, Evan's note instructed you to clean and wear something appropriate for the day, I have arranged for something more appropriate for you to clean in" the AI says in a lecturing condescending tone "please go check the front door"

Emma is sure the AI's instructions are not what Evan intended by that phrasing but it's already shown it won't listen to her, so she reluctantly heads towards the front door wearing only a towel. Nervous but knowing she will get another shock if she doesn't move soon, she peeks outside briefly, then darts her arm out and grabs the parcel on the front doorstep quickly pulling it inside and closing the door with a slam and click of the lock.

She carries the soft private packaging back to the the couch and opens the package swiftly, tearing at the wrapping determined to get this over with so she has something to wear. But as the package opens and she sees what's inside, her eyes wide in complete disbelief staring as though she could change what she's seeing with her willpower alone.