Sarah, bend over and stretch

I type the command into the glowing input field: "Sarah, bend over and stretch." Hit enter. The screen pulses once, a soft chime vibrating through my phone like a heartbeat. Purple veins snake toward her framed image, then sink in.

Across the hall, Sarah freezes mid-hum, mail clutched in one hand. Her body jerks slightly, eyes glazing for a split second. Then she obeys. Slow. Deliberate. She sets the mail down, turns toward the hallway floor, and bends at the waist, hands reaching for her toes. Her yoga pants scream against the strain, fabric turning translucent over her plump ass cheeks. The seam digs deep into her cleft, outlining puffy pussy lips that cameltoe perfectly through the thin material. She holds the stretch, thighs quivering, ponytail dangling like a invitation. A soft moan escapes her lips, unintentional, needy. "Mmm... feels good," she murmurs to herself, rocking her hips side to side, stretching deeper. Her tank top hikes up further, exposing the dimples above her ass and a peek of black thong.

She's lingering there, ass high and presented toward my door, oblivious to me watching. Or is she? Her breathing quickens. The app dings softly.

Weave Successful. Influence: 10% (Low Bond Initiated). Libido Spike Detected. Sarah (Resistance: Low - 5%). Lewd Repetition Recommended. Next Command?

My cock twitches hard in my boxers. Power surges through me, electric and filthy. She's still stretched, ass swaying gently now, like she's addicted to the pose.