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CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

Hey

Busy?

The two texts from Emma came back to back, basically in the same instant. Why my girlfriend always texted me this way, in short, direct sentences, I'd never know. But of course, I didn't mind hearing from her.

Kinda, what's up?

The three dots appeared as Emma wrote on the other side. By the measure of her typing speed and her usual monosyllabic text style, I was worried she was conjuring up a manifesto. And to be honest, I was here for it.

At least, as long as this text didn't change things.

There's something in your backpack. If you're not too busy, I'd like to ruin your day in the best way possible .

It only took a split second of contemplation to reply,

Yeah, just a moment.

Listen, discovering that you love being a submissive in your early thirties, you might feel the need to make up for lost time. I knew Emma wanted to torture me in some delightful way, and my code could be debugged tomorrow.

Is Kim going to get mad at losing one of her most productive workers for an entire afternoon because of this?

How quickly you forget, Vi. This is the second part of the test from yesterday. Kim is seeing this conversation right now. I’m showing her how much of an obedient little sub you can be.

Fuck, this is going to be brutal.

Yes

I opened my backpack and saw a small, flat purple container at the bottom of my bag, slipped between my battery backup pack and my e-reader. It was the kind that Emma had dozens of in her apartment's workshop, which took up nearly a quarter of the entirety of the floor she rented out. Being able to tell people that my girlfriend had a mad scientist lab of handmade sex toys at her apartment was the kind of weird brag that I would love to make, if I had the courage to tell anyone at work about my extracurricular activities…well, I guess at this point tell anyone other than Kim or Emma about them, because the cat was out of the bag with those two.

When I picked up the container, the weight startled me a little. How did I not notice this in my bag this morning? I put the container on my desk and looked around to make sure nobody was snooping. Open offices like this weren't exactly conducive to stealth or privacy, but enough people were working from home or fully immersed in their screens that I didn't think there was much risk. One of the senior coders was wearing a $5,000 VR headset to be able to work in 'augmented reality' so I knew he wouldn't notice a single thing.

I popped the latches on the container and took off the lid. My heart sunk and fluttered at the same time at the sights I saw before me. In a purple to match the container, because purple was Emma's favorite color, mostly wrapped in silicone, there were four items: a satisfyingly large bullet vibrator, two sturdy-looking rings about two inches across, and a small button-sized black dot with a lens on the front.

Although I was pretty sure where this was going, I needed to find out exactly how Emma wanted to torture me with this array of toys.

This is it? The four things? I'm missing the controller.

Her text arrived just a second after I sent mine.

Oh, god, Vi, you should already know that you won't be in control of these things ??

A smiling emoji. Emma never used emoji in texts unless she was being particularly evil. I bit the inside of my lip at the thought of it, the objects in front of me an invitation to not give a fuck about anything else the rest of my day except for whatever Emma wanted.

Should have seen that one coming

Seeing you coming is what the camera is for. It matches the material on the white and red speckled shirt you're wearing today so it won't be that noticeable if you fit it over the button closest to your sternum. Which you will do.

It was so hard to not giggle maniacally as I read Emma's texts, the ideas rushing through my head of what she wanted to subject me to.

You know, Emma, this kind of antisocial behavior, you keep this up, people could start to think you're a little weird ??

Vi, I don't know why you think this is the time for jokes

Yes, Mistress

I knew that my little bratty jabs were exactly what Emma wanted, but she might have enjoyed the way I fell into line once again as the perfect sub at the drop of a hat, too. To know that Kim was watching this unfold, seeing how Emma and I played like this, made me even more wet.

And the rings?

There's a capsule underneath each of them with sanitized nipple bars with neodymium magnets at each end. You will take off the piercings you have and replace them with the new ones, and the magnets in the rings will hold them in place against your areola. No matter how vigorous your activity might get.

I could have come right then and there from just the thought of this, but I didn't want to ruin Emma's fun.

Yes, Mistress

I assume you know what to do with the vibrator that can run continuously for three hours and has biometric sensors to tell me exactly how hard you're coming when you have it inside of your little pussy, Vi?

Yes Mistress

I will put everything in place and tell you when I am ready

My watch is already counting down and if you're not ready by the time my arbitrary timer gets to 0, I'll never touch you again. I'll know when you have them in place when I see your heart rate on my monitor, so don't lie to me.

A period at the end of the sentence…another marker that Emma was inhabiting her delightfully evil Mistress persona. Whether she would actually leave me if I didn't get the gear in and on my body in time…I don't know, Emma was pretty damn serious about this stuff, and I didn't want to find out what the bad outcome was.

I rushed toward the bathroom, not wanting to delay a single moment more.