The following fiction will contain scenes of female Domination, chastity, orgasm denial and humiliation of various kinds. All characters are above legal age and all acts are consensual.
Not a lot of sexiness going on in this chapter, it's more to set up the scene for what's coming. An exploration into just how much control our electronics could have over us if we weren't careful. I tried to keep it as grounded in reality as I could, but may have taken some liberties with some of the functionalities. Enjoy.
Digital submission. Part 1
We all had them. A digital assistant, that is, most of them were just circular speaker type thing that could be activated with a wake word and then used to control all your electronic devices via wifi. You could turn the TV on or off, turn on the lights, even do most of your shopping with a few simple voice commands.
They were useful things. But you know the rules, if something exists, someone will find a way to use it to satisfy their sexual desires. That's just the way it was really. And so that's how I ended up becoming a feminized, submissive slave. All thanks to an AI assistant. Now before you judge me, just remember that if you're reading this story, then you too would likely end up in my situation, so keep your judgements to yourself.
Now, enough preamble, on with the show.
I had a friend at work, let's call her ... Emma. One day Emma told me about some 'illegal' programs that you could find over the internet. Programs that could be installed into your digital assistant to make her behave in ways the manufacturer never intended. As soon as she told me about these illicit installs I knew I had to do some digging. It wasn't long before I found what I was looking for. Given my 'tastes' or fetishes if you like, I quickly gravitated towards some programs themed around female domination. Submission, humiliation, you know the drill. Hey I was a single guy, living alone in a one bedroom apartment. The closest thing I had to female companionship was the occasional friendly hang out with Kate, and I'm pretty sure we were only friends because she lived across the hall. Otherwise, she would be way out of my league. So if I decided to use my AI assistant to have a little fun then that's up to me okay? Good!
I eventually found a program that looked like it might suit my needs, I carefully read the description.
'Digital Dominatrix, turn your AI assistant into your own personal domme. Your new mistress can give you orders, humiliating tasks, and even punishments when you misbehave. Install your digital domme now and experience the thrill of serving a harsh mistress from the comfort of your own home. Please be advised that use of the digital dominatrix program will void your AI assistants warranty, the publishers of this program are not liable for .... yada yada yada. Bunch of boring disclaimers and stuff. I didn't really need to read that part. I quickly hit accept on all the relevant web pages and started the download.
"Damn! That's a bigger file size than I expected, maybe this program is more developed than I thought." I said to myself as I watched the progress bar ticking up.
Eventually, the download was complete. I had to open up the app on my laptop as well as on my phone to make sure the new program could sync up with all my devices.
'Warning, this type of file may harm your device. Please make sure the source is blah blah blah' Accept!
'Installing the following program will overwrite all existing interactions and could also yeah, yeah, yeah.' Accept!
'This application will have access to all linked devices and accounts, including WiFi enabled smart devices, Bluetooth devices, email accounts, any linked bank accounts...I get it! Accept.
'Please make sure you have thoroughly read and understood the terms and' "okay, okay I get it already! Just let me try it out, jeez"
I clicked through the various warnings and terms without giving them much thought. Eventually, I got a pop up on my phone telling me that the install was complete. Apparently, to start the domme mode I had to launch it from the partner app on my phone, which I eagerly did.
'Please select the length of time you would like to run the program.'
There was a slider that ranged from one hour all the way up to one year.
"Seriously, what's the worst this thing can do? I mean, it sounds sophisticated but at the end of the day, it's just a little coaster sized speaker on my table. It's hardly going to jump up and spank me." I thought to myself, wondering what difference the length of time would matter. I decided to go with one week to start with, just to see what it was all about.
'Thank you, this program will run for one week, based on the devices internal clock. Your new wake word is, Mistress.'
