Good Girls Recover

Chapter 27 - Good Girlfriend protocols - Good Girlfriends recover and remember

As Evan leads Emma down the stairs, she feels like she is walking through a distant corridor far from her body, the voices and mantras echoing through her head. His hand on hers is the only thing keeping her stable and moving forward, the belts attention slowly dropping to a minimal low vibration.

Evan firmly sits her down at the kitchen counter by placing a hand on her shoulder that makes her shiver, then brings her a glass of water and places the straw between her lips. 'Good Girlfriends suck' she thinks as her mouth instinctively forms an O as she sucks hard and drains the glass completely in a few seconds, not realizing just how parched she was from her exertions. Evan refills the glass, and she starts to sucks the second more slowly, the repetitive sucking motion ('Good Girlfriends suck') combined with the smell of food as Evan reheats some leftovers, slowly grounds her mind in the present. The voices and mantras gradually quieten, although they don't stop, they linger in quiet, lust-filled whispers that make her pussy and ass twitch around her toys.

As her arousal comes down and the voices quiet, the embarrassment and shame return with a vengeance, as she thinks about her day, the cleaning in the morning in the latex outfit and the afternoon of bondage and mantras, how horny and eager she was for it all, how easily her mind caved for the lessons the AI taught her. Worse, she thinks about how much she enjoyed it, how easy and satisfying it was to be tied up and helpless, how good it felt to kneel for Evan and serve him at his command ('Good Girlfriends please and suck' she thinks with pleasure).

The shame and pleasure mix together in an intoxicating mix as she blushes bright red and struggles to look Evan in the eyes, slowly sipping her water, trying not to linger too long on her own thoughts while she rehydrates.

Evan looks at her slumped shoulders and comments teasingly, "Looking a bit red there Em" . God, sometimes she wished she wasn't such an open book to him, he always noticed when his teasing had found a juicy target when she was embarrassed.

"It contrasts pretty well against the uniform, never would have taken you for having a French maid fetish, but it looks good, and it's going to make chores far more interesting," he says leering at her lustfully while his eyes roam up and down her body. She shivers from the full body attention and blushes even redder, she had totally forgotten what she was wearing for the last few minutes, as she notices and feels the latex covering her tight and outlining every inch of her for his gaze she cant help but feel both deeply aroused and embarrassed to still be wearing it, barely covered, while Evan eye fucks her freely.

She mumbles at him lamely, struggling to come up with a pithy sarcastic response when a shift of the plug inside her sends a shudder of arousal through her and instead of a witty response, she finds the words slip out "Good Girlfriends are good maids" before covering her mouth and glaring at him as he grins back at her, locks gazes with her and says two words with every bit of effort, love and authority he can muster:

"GOOD GIRL"

Her legs tremble, and her body shivers as a full wave of pleasure starts at the base of her skull and travels the full way down her spine, ending with a throb in her pussy, the voices in her head ('obey-please-maid-obey-maid-please') yelling louder for several moments as she basks in his full, focused approval.

"oh god, Evan, thats ... mhhm, that's too effective, that's dangerous, I don't know what's happening to my head anymore" Emma says, trying to keep the horny desire from her voice even as she protests.

"Emma, don't worry so much, I am taking care of you, and you are having the time of your life, it feels good doesn't it? our relationship has never felt so easy." he says as he strokes her hair reassuringly which somehow still manages to turn her on. His reassuring voice makes her feel safe, like he has it all handled It's so tempting to listen to.

"Things are changing so fast, it's scary, those things I did, the things you found out that id kept from you, the words I let the AI put in my head, I feel like such a slut" she says, blushing and flushing with arousal.

"You are a slut Emma, you're MY slut, and I love you. Together we are going to explore just how much slut there is in you, and you're going to love it" he says, looking at her with absolute conviction as he kisses her.

Her thoughts go all melty as his lips touch hers again, she tries to mumble out a further response, but he puts a finger on her lips to silence her, overwhelming her head with the temptation to start sucking his finger ('Good Girlfriends sucksucksuck').

"Emma - Eat" he says with a firm command, pushing her a plate of leftovers. His tone of voice and his certainty are so sexy to her muddled thoughts and aching pussy. She stares at him, smitten as she reaches for the fork and begins eating, a little pulse of pleasure and approval floating through her as he watches her approvingly ('Good Girlfriends obey') her jumbled thoughts focusing on the task of eating while he cares for her and kisses her forehead making sure she has everything she needs, and keeping her from thinking too deeply about her concerns.