Hanna's morning solutions

After Dumb Slut had successfully given Hanna some relief, she got up to take a shower. Her bathroom had not escaped modifications, besides the lack of door, there were plenty of cameras in here too and while all her towels seemed to be missing there was a new high powered dryer attached to the wall. She discovered another change as she turned the shower on, a timer. It immediately started counting down from 5, and she vaguely remembered something about letting him 'conserve energy' in her condo.

She was pretty sure when the timer ran out, her hot water would too, so she rushed through her shower. She finished on time, although it wasn't easy. Her rule about not walking in high heels still applied after all and she wasn't about to wear heels in the shower, too dangerous. She could crawl to a spot and stand, but it was safer and easier to just stay kneeling the entire time. Maybe she'd ask for an exemption to that later. When she was done, she kept the water running to test her theory. She'd been wrong. Instead of going cold, the water shut off entirely. A new timer was counting down from 24 hours.

"A single 5 minute shower daily? You've got to be kidding me..." Hanna complained.

Well nothing she could do about it right now. She stepped underneath the huge dryer and turned it on. Hot air rushed over her, drying her completely from head to toe in several minutes. Energy conversation my ass she thought.

She left the shower and walked over to her dresser. She grabbed the handle of the top drawer and pulled and...it was empty. She tried another, and another. Then walked to her closet and opened it...empty, empty, empty.

She went towards the door and looked on the floor for the outfit she'd abandoned on her way in. It was gone. She turned and saw Dumb Slut sitting on the couch reading a book. Hanna walked over, "What happened to my clothes?"

"Oh, the ones on the floor? I put them in the laundry. Sorry, I didn't know you wanted to wear them again. I was just trying to be nice."

Hanna groaned and went to her laundry bin. It too had been changed. There was a fucking lock on top. A small hole let clothes be pushed in, but now she had no way to get them out. The lock used a numeric password, "What's the password?" She asked Dumb Slut.

"Dunno. Sorry."

Hanna sighed. Of course she didn't know. She sent Master a text.

Hanna wanted to point out that she was still totally nude and would have to go there naked, but he probably knew that and just didn't care. She glanced at Dumb Slut. She could send her, but there was no guarantee Master would give her anything.

She didn't say anything to Dumb Slut as she left the condo. She brought only her key and rushed to the elevator, her heels clicking loudly on the floor. Luckily she rode the elevator up alone, at least until the 40th floor. Then another woman got on, in uniform, and went up most of the way with her. At least she didn't comment on Hanna's appearance.

Hanna knocked on Master's door and was promptly let in but another nude woman. Hanna couldn't help but notice she was Asian too. Master had a type.

Hanna followed the woman to the living room where she found Master and another woman deep in conversation. Unlike Hanna and the woman who had led Hanna here, this woman was fully clothed. She was also older, around Master's age, and rather petite. That meant she retained her right to vote and her ability to hold a mortgage.

Master looked up when Hanna entered, "Ah, Hanna. This is my wife, Miriam. Miriam this is that bimbo I told you about, $20k a month."

Miriam grinned, "Ah yes. Well done dear. She's quite attractive. Come here girl."

Hanna resisted the urge to talk back and walked closer. The older woman stood and started to examine Hanna like a piece of livestock. Checking the tautness of her skin, hefting her boobs, even looking inside her mouth at her teeth.

Eventually she stepped back, "Yes a fine whore indeed. Get on your knees girl and give my husband a blowjob. He's had a long hard day after all." Miriam slapped Hanna's ass.

Hanna obeyed. It was part of her contract that the Master could demand sex from her at any time. Even though technically she could disobey his wife, there was no point in making him repeat the command. Besides, her condition only got better from more frequent consumption of semen.

As Hanna started to blow him, the couple went back to their conversation as if she wasn't even there. He didn't even seem to be enjoying it much, he didn't stumble or falter once as Hanna did her best to make him cum. Her jaw started to ache and her knees were sore before suddenly Miriam grabbed Hanna's hair and pulled her all the way back.

"That's enough, just embarrassing really." Miriam said. She snapped her fingers and pointed and the other nude woman jumped to it and started to blow him, "You're probably used to using your cunt to squeeze the life out of men, but there's only one pussy for my husband and it ain't you slut."

Hanna looked and her eyes went wide as she saw Master struggling to hold back under the new girl's treatment. Was she really so much better than Hanna? Maybe, because seconds later he started to cum and the girl eagerly swallowed every drop.

It took Master a moment to recover, then he looked at Hanna, "Well you wanted clothes, but you didn't earn any with that pathetic attempt at a blowjob. You may go."

"But...but..." Hanna didn't even know what to say.

After a moment Miriam laughed, "Oh dear, you are so cruel. The poor bimbo's brain is broken."

Master laughed, "Indeed. Alright, for my wife's sake I'll explain things to you. I've already ordered replacement clothes for you. You'll receive some tonight for sure, more tomorrow and in the next few days. So just go back downstairs and enjoy a night off. You'll have clothes to wear out tomorrow."

Hanna scowled, which only made Miriam laugh more, "Oh dear. She's so upset. Just wait until she realized SHE paid for everything. Including the expedited shipping."

That part actually made sense to Hanna. No way would he spend his own money, and the contract gave her the ability to spend her money on her for reasonable things like food and clothing. Of course it had been Hanna's own money.

"Well? Get." Miriam said, "Unless you want to redeem your oral skills."

"No...t-thank you Master," She said through gritted teeth. "Goodbye."

She left, and this time she did have to share the elevator down with a man. He spent the whole time staring at her but he wasn't bold enough to grope her. She made it back to her condo where there were already a package waiting for her. She opened it to find a nightgown of sorts. She put it on and sighed. While it was technically clothes, and slightly better than being nude, it really didn't cover anything. Maybe if there had been panties with it, but she didn't expect to find any of those in any of the packages to come.

She put it on anyway. It was comfortable at least, Master had gotten her size right. She turned to Dumb Slut, "Well, how do I look?"

"Wow so hot, I wanna eat you up. Like seriously. I do. That was hot before, don't you think? You came, didn't you? Oh God I wish I could. I'd love to have you between my legs. You're just my type you know? Huge boobs and...no...no that's it. The boobs. Gets me every time."

Hanna stared at her. She really needed to write some rules to shut her up.

The next morning Hanna woke up to find Dumb Slut's face buried between Hanna's boobs. She groaned and pushed her away. The other woman moaned, but didn't wake up. Hanna sighed as she sat up. A king sized bed and she had to sleep right beside her? She'd thought about trying to force the other woman to sleep on the couch of the floor, but in the end she was too soft for that. Maybe she'd have to fix it though if they kept waking up like that.

Hanna got up and went to the bathroom. She felt horrible. She was exhausted, probably that bitch's fault for sleeping too close, and her whole body ached. She has a headache and there is a vague heaviness in her abdomen. She finishes in the bathroom and stares at herself in the mirror as she washes her hands, "I look like crap." She said to herself.

She groaned. It was Saturday. She normally worked on Saturdays, she was always trying to get ahead after all, but she was pretty sure she didn't have to. Her rule made it impossible for her to skip work, but she was technically only expected to be there Monday to Friday. She was tempted to go back to bed, God, why did she feel so...

"Fuck.." She remembered what day it was. Or rather, what was coming. She was pretty consistent and it was that time of the month. She groaned again. She'd nearly forgotten about it with all her fun using the rulebook. Damn it. Her periods always came with pretty severe cramps and nothing she did helped much. She usually just strapped a hot pack to her belly and powered through. It was hard to feel sexy at those time, but she'd still have to blow a guy daily?

She shook her head. She didn't want to do that. Not the blowjob, that was fine, the period. She'd tried the pill and two kinds of IUDs, along with various medications, but nothing had helped very much. But now...now she didn't have to rely on conventional science. Now she had magic.

She hurried to the kitchen and summoned the rulebook. It was time to rewrite the world again. It wouldn't do to make it a new rule, she wanted instant relief after all, but she didn't want to make it ancient history either. She had already experimented with old rules coming into effect at a certain point in the past, she was pretty sure this would work. It was kind of funny to her, something like Hanna Park must wear heels was certainly a rule if she ever heard one, but 'Scientists developed a new IUD' was nothing like it. Yet she was certain the rulebook would still execute her desires.

Global

Old Rule: The latest generation of IUDs are 100% effective at preventing pregnancy. These IUDs completely eliminate traditional period symptoms but have significant side effects. Side effects include a baseline boost to libido, modest breast growth, increase nipple sensitivity, and increased clit sensitivity. Instead of getting a period, women with these IUDs experience several days each cycle of slowly increasing libido and a need to have their pussies which peaks in the middle before slowly tapering off.

Old Rule: Hanna Park was forced to get the IUD immediately after signing her loan contractor.

Immediately she feels relief. The tiredness and irritability fades and instead she feels a slight warmth spread through her body. She looked down and saw that her boobs had indeed grown a little larger. Any bras she had coming, if Master had ordered them, wouldn't fit now. She experimentally squeezed a nipple and gasped as pleasure flooded through her. That felt good. Really good. She was tempted to reach down between her legs and test how sensitive her clit was, but her inability to masturbate to orgasm meant it would just be a lesson in frustration.

She glanced towards the bedroom. Dumb Slut was still sleeping. Better write some rules now before she wakes up and starts talking incessantly. She thought about targeting Dumb Slut directly with a rule, but in the end thought it would be more fun to force herself to comply also.

The Dominion Residences

New Rule: Women inside the residences must not to speak to other women unless their conversation is about a man or a man has given them permission to talk to each other.

Making it affect the whole building could capture women like Miriam, but that was a price Hanna was willing to pay. That should solve some of her issues with Dumb Slut. Though maybe she had only found her so irritating last night because of PMS...no...no she was definitely just annoying. Well, she'd see how the day went before adding anything else.

There was a knock at the door so Hanna got up to answer it. A delivery girl with a dolly fully of boxes.

The woman silently pushed the boxes into Hanna's apartment, then waved goodbye and left. The rule was already working, Hanna found herself equally silent. She supposed she could have said something about how a man had bought these for her, but what was the point.

She took the boxes into living, not bothering to be quiet to avoid waking Dumb Slut. There was quite a bit here. Tops, skirts, dresses, she was rather surprised to find bras and underwear too, even if they were all a little slutty. Normally she'd wash anything before wearing it, but desperate times and all that. She kept out one outfit and threw the rest in the laundry bin.

By the time she was done unboxing Dumb Slut had woken up. She walked into the living room and waved at Hanna, but said nothing. Hanna smiled, blissful silence.

It didn't last.

"Master said I should offer to make us breakfast, since I'm new to this apartment and all, but like, well, I told him I'm kind of terrible at cooking and would totes burn the place down. So he said I could take you out for breakfast, his treat. Well, his treat with my money but ya know, same deal. Right?"

Hanna stared at Dumb Slut. The rule only went so far, huh.

She considered it, then nodded, "Fine. If Master says so, let's go."

She reluctantly got dressed to go, but perked up when she learned where they were going. The Bay Street Cafe. Of course Master would pick that place. Hanna grinned, she had started her journey back there but it's been a while...maybe they could use another rule.