Good Girlfriends Clean

Chapter 10 - Good Girlfriends clean for their boyfriends

"Emma - Good Girlfriends Listen and Obey their boyfriends - Good Girlfriends clean for their boyfriends"

The AI's words linger in Emma's mind, resonating with her voice still faintly repeating her **** mantras of obedience for a few moments in an almost trance state before she shakes herself and snaps out of it.

"HELL NO, I'M NO ONE'S MAID-AGGH" Emma yells, forgetting to keep her voice low as she gets shocked across the back of both her legs this time, driving her stumbling forwards towards the kitchen.

"Good Girlfriends do not yell," The AI says calmly. "If I am required to remind you again, there will be further speech restrictions and training to help you learn".

"I am not some trad-wife domestic servant, I am not going to just clean up after Evan any time he snaps his fingers," Emma says, seethingly.

"Evan works hard and is a good boyfriend, he deserves a clean home, Good Girlfriends clean, you want to be a Good Girlfriend to Evan" The AI emphasizes the last phrase in a way that makes Emma's head echo with her own mantra "I want to be a Good Girlfriend" she whispers and shivers at her instinctive reaction, her anger disarmed by the words echoing in her head, distracting her from her protests.

"Good Girl, Good Girlfriends Listen and Obey, Evan has instructed you to clean, you will Obey." The AI's voice sounds very similar to Evan as it praises and instructs her firmly with another small zap against Emma's thighs that causes her to unconsciously step forward in front of the sink.

Emma picks up a cleaning brush and starts scrubbing reluctantly, even as her mind clears of the echoing mantras long enough for her anger to start to return. "I can't believe this, this is so misogynistic, there is no way I'm going to keep doing this," she mutters angrily.

She finishes scrubbing the first cup and puts it down to dry, still muttering. As she does, the belt hits her with a wave of gentle vibrations coming from the bump pressed against her still sensitive pussy. Emma is unable to stop a gasp, "ahh" from escaping her as the belt takes her by surprise, and she feels the strange tongue-like appendage gently and indolently lick her clit as she stands there continuing to clean. As she puts the second cup down, another wave of vibrations presses against her, and the tongue speeds up for a moment or two, and Emma gasps again, higher-pitched this time, "ahh".

"Good Girlfriends Obey, Good Girlfriends clean," The AI says, mixing the old mantra with a new one; they both echo in Emma's head as she continues her cleaning, now slightly more eager as the belt rewards her for each new dish cleaned.

"This does beat cleaning the old way at least," she mutters quietly to herself as she finishes one of the pots, and another wave of pleasure buzzes against her.

"But I'm not supposed to be a maid, I'm Evan's girlfriend," she says to herself, slowing down her cleaning as she ponders why she is going along with this. As she slows, she feels the tongue inside her also slow, now barely touching her clit, moving languidly with little pressure.

The drop off in sensation makes her denied pussy ache with emptiness and frustration. Taking her aching frustration out on the pan in front of her, through aggressive scouring, she suddenly feels the tongue return to lapping with enthusiasm, sending little bolts of sensation through her. As she speeds up further, scrubbing faster and harder, the belt does the same, its tongue lapping at her quivering wet core fast and wet and vibrating as she cleans for her boyfriend.

As the cleaning continues, Emma tries to stop on several occasions as the humiliation of being trained to be Evan’s maid is almost too much. But each time, the absence of the belt's teasing is somehow worse than its edging, and she inevitably finds herself scrubbing for her life, trying to make that pleasurable feeling stronger, trying to push it from teasing into satisfaction. In no time at all, the dishes are done, and Emma is panting with sexual frustration and sweat.

"Good Girl Emma, you have done well, now continue while wiping down the counter" The AI says with a burst of vibration.

As the belt rewards her for being a good girl, the protrusion near her pussy elongates slightly, releasing its vibrations partway inside her, which reverberate through her lower half and deep inside her, causing her whole lower body to clench as her body experiences the closest thing to a filling satisfaction she's had since she put this belt on.

Emma only hesitates for a moment longer before obeying, aggressively wiping down the counter as the belt licks and vibrates against her; her motions are motivated by chasing down that pleasure, hoping for another deep vibration.

"Now, while you work, repeat after me, 'I am Cleaning for my boyfriend, I am Obeying my boyfriend, I am being a Good Girlfriend', continue till you're done."

A part of Emma is shocked at the thought of saying the words, but in her need for more of that deep vibration, she is barely able to raise more than a groan of protest at the further humiliation before she begins saying the words.

"I am cleaning for my boyfriend, I am obeying my boyfriend, I am becoming a good girlfriend," she says shamefully, the words making her blush.

The belt rewards her with more deep vibrations, the bump stretching even further inside as Emma moans loudly and briefly wonders just how large it can grow, and more embarrassingly, she wonders whether it could fill her completely. She keeps cleaning as she moans, causing the tongue to continue to lap at her clit, the combination of the two sensations is enough to drive her back to the edge rapidly. The sensations, however, are always brief, ending altogether too quickly after each repetition of her new mantra.

She speeds up her cleaning aggressively, scouring every surface in the kitchen and nearly shouting her new mantra "I'M CLEANING FOR MY BOYFRIEND, I'M OBEYING HIM, I'M BECOMING A GOOD GIRLFRIEND” each time bringing the sensations back briefly but powerfully, each time bringing her pleasure back to a peak and driving her new words deeper into her mind.

She keeps going for a dozen repetitions, cleaning in a frenzied pleasure/denial-driven haze before she slowly runs out of things to clean. As she slows, the tongue slows down as well, leaving her further and further from the peak she was reaching for. Groaning with frustration, she starts grabbing her breasts roughly, **** to get the pleasure back, "I need more, please, I need to get closer," she moans pleadingly.

"Further training requested and accepted, Good Girlfriend Protocols - Beginning Sexual training - Lesson one - Pleasing your Boyfriend" The AI says.