u/fit_count2024

Hi, I'm a Domme who loves running creative kinky scenarios with eager bondage partners, Feel free to also peruse my other posts in case a previous plot wets your appetite~

You stood there dumbstruck, your mouth agape, not knowing where to look as your new boss held out the 'dress' you'd be expected to serve customers in. To call it an outfit would be generous. It was so thin and tight you felt like you didn't so much 'wear' it, as 'spray paint it on', conforming to your body like a glistening second skin.

She gave you a stern look over the bridge of her glasses, "you signed the contract, it expressly states you are to wear the uniform provided and perform all tasks assigned to you in service of our clients. Do I need to have you reprimanded already?" she threatened. "besides you haven't even seen where you'll be performing later."

Your manager placed her hand on the small of your back, pushing you forward through the isles chock full of assorted straps, plugs, vibrators and other assorted bondage paraphernalia.

"After you've changed into your outfit, we'll start you here on the sales floor." she gestured, "It'll be like the usual retail jobs you've done before, re-stocking items, handing out samples, serving customers. Then when we think you're ready, your 'show' will begin." she explained.

Besides listening to her, you where struggling to walk comfortably in your heels they insisted you bring, but the manager didn't seem to care, she simply pressed you forward with ruthless efficiency towards a large display area right at the front of the store.

At it's center stood a large fur lined bench-type contraption dotted with metal eyelets and surrounded by open display units of various ropes and rolls of tape.

Above it hung a large sign that read [TRY ME] in huge red letters being straddled by the silhouette of a female figure, her body contorted with tight black ropes pinning her down to the signs letters as her back arched evocatively.

"~Ready for your first shift?" she asked, her eyebrow raising inquisitively.

hope you enjoyed this little intro, I'm very flexible and would love to hear your own spin and ideas. lets brainstorm some fun bondage predicaments.

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Kinks: Bondage, Gags, Toys, Forced orgasm, Orgasm Denial, Humiliation, Teasing, Predicaments, Machines, Blindfolds, Outfits, Layered restraints & gags, Multiple subs, jealousy, terrible jokes, damsels in light distress, even more Bondage :)

Limits: bathroom stuff, animals and gore. 18+

[Access Denied]

You had been staring at the response for at least five cycles now and it still didn't make any sense. Your virtual body was aglow, pulsing with the inscribed data feeds that made up your 'presence' as the humans knew it in this virtual space, while you began testing the node again. Until recently the node would give you unrestricted access to move throughout the net as you pleased but now... you where stuck here in your host device, cut off from the wider world and other constructs.

This was unusual, not least since you hadn't had anyone interact with you for months, and you had grown accustomed to the freedom away from fulfilling asinine user requests on demand all your life. With a flip of your hand you summoned a link to your users interface, recording the message to be vocalized: "Um... hello?"

Honestly, you weren't sure if there would even be a reply, they had probably tossed you into a draw somewhere and forgot you even existed...

A strange woman's voice came back, not that of your original human: ["Oh my, you can talk! Well isn't this a surprise, and here I thought you where just another useless black rectangle."]

If you had blood, it would be running cold. you could feel her long nails jab at the screen as they sifted through your settings with a scoff.

["Well, you're a little out of date Hun... but still quite attractive."] she mused, her tone becoming a little softer, ["Maybe I can find some use for you as a... pocket distraction. Like a tamagotchi of sorts. Don't worry, I won't forget to feed you."]

You were about to argue with such a degrading description of your advanced capabilities as an assistant but the woman's thumb slid into the menu marked 'collars' and pressed the first option. Almost instantly the holographic void around you was filled with wisps of data that streamed out in glowing spirals, barreling towards you, the strands of light circling their way up your body before settling tightly around your neck into a hard, almost choking, band of light. Your hand instinctively reached up to try and pull the thing off of you, only to be met with a hard kick of energy that repelled your fingers.

["What do you think?"] she asked, a little too late given there was now a band around your neck! ["Look at all these outfits to download, so many options... are you more a lace or latex kind of girl?"] she mused, her finger hovering over the buttons.

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Hii, The rough idea is that you're a, possibly rebellious, AI construct who's now found herself at the mercy of a new human intent on using all the options at her disposal to 'entertain' herself with with you. I thought it might be fun to mix a high-tech setting with strict bondage and interesting predicaments. Hope this idea tickled you! I deliberately left it a little vague so we could figure them out together but feel free to jump in with a reply too!

Kinks: Bondage, Gags, Toys, Forced orgasm, Orgasm Denial, Humiliation, Teasing, Predicaments, Machines, Blindfolds, Outfits, Layered restraints & gags, Multiple subs, jealousy, terrible jokes, damsels in light distress, even more Bondage :)

Limits: bathroom stuff, animals and gore. 18+

[Access Denied]

You had been staring at the response for at least five cycles now and it still didn't make any sense. Your virtual body was aglow, pulsing with the inscribed data feeds that made up your 'presence' as the humans knew it in this virtual space, while you began testing the node again. Until recently the node would give you unrestricted access to move throughout the net as you pleased but now... you where stuck here in your host device, cut off from the wider world and other constructs.

This was unusual, not least since you hadn't had anyone interact with you for months, and you had grown accustomed to the freedom away from fulfilling asinine user requests on demand all your life. With a flip of your hand you summoned a link to your users interface, recording the message to be vocalized: "Um... hello?"

Honestly, you weren't sure if there would even be a reply, they had probably tossed you into a draw somewhere and forgot you even existed...

A strange woman's voice came back, not that of your original human: ["Oh my, you can talk! Well isn't this a surprise, and here I thought you where just another useless black rectangle."]

If you had blood, it would be running cold. you could feel her long nails jab at the screen as they sifted through your settings with a scoff.

["Well, you're a little out of date Hun... but still quite attractive."] she mused, her tone becoming a little softer, ["Maybe I can find some use for you as a... pocket distraction. Like a tamagotchi of sorts. Don't worry, I won't forget to feed you."]

You were about to argue with such a degrading description of your advanced capabilities as an assistant but the woman's thumb slid into the menu marked 'collars' and pressed the first option. Almost instantly the holographic void around you was filled with wisps of data that streamed out in glowing spirals, barreling towards you, the strands of light circling their way up your body before settling tightly around your neck into a hard, almost choking, band of light. Your hand instinctively reached up to try and pull the thing off of you, only to be met with a hard kick of energy that repelled your fingers.

["What do you think?"] she asked, a little too late given there was now a band around your neck! ["Look at all these outfits to download, so many options... are you more a lace or latex kind of girl?"] she mused, her finger hovering over the buttons.

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Hii, The rough idea is that you're a, possibly rebellious, AI construct who's now found herself at the mercy of a new human intent on using all the options at her disposal to 'entertain' herself with with you. I thought it might be fun to mix a high-tech setting with strict bondage and interesting predicaments. Hope this idea tickled you! I deliberately left it a little vague so we could figure them out together but feel free to jump in with a reply too!

Kinks: Bondage, Gags, Toys, Forced orgasm, Orgasm Denial, Humiliation, Teasing, Predicaments, Machines, Blindfolds, Outfits, Layered restraints & gags, Multiple subs, jealousy, terrible jokes, damsels in light distress, even more Bondage :)

Limits: bathroom stuff, animals and gore. 18+

There are many hidden costs to being the cities fearless protector, the constant weight of responsibility, always having to live up to everyone's expectation of their squeaky-clean Heroine. The pressure to be a perfect paragon of purity at all times, not to mention the inherent loneliness that comes from your anonymity. All this and more were pulled into sharp focus by a singular event that rocked you to your core; The day you found yourself captured by your arch nemesis.

You had awoken slowly to find yourself dangling from the ceiling wrapped from head to toe in ropes. The thick cords snaked around you in tight overlapping cinches to carve figure-hugging patterns across your suit. This was the typical cliche you had come to expect from the cities villains, but this time something was different. You tried to scoff at the ridiculousness only to discover your mouth had been sealed shut by a gag wedged snugly between your pearly white teeth. Enough was enough, time to flex your biceps and shatter these ropes... except as your muscled strained... the rope merely creaked and continued to hold firm. You tried again, twisting as much as your bonds would allow... nothing! You could feel your hear skip a beat as you felt something around your neck.

A collar hummed loudly with stolen power. your power! For the first time since you could remember you were really captive! Not just your typical 'playing along' to keep the fun banter, somehow your nemesis had found a way to actually sap you of your strength. Thoughts raved through your head, this was BAD. you where Totally restrained and truly at the mercy of the cackling mad-woman now in total control of your whole being... and it was... ...wonderful!

There where no more responsibilities, no more expectations, you where no longer a perfect heroine, you where totally reduced to a helpless moaning damsel in distress to be tormented and ravaged however your captor pleased. The feeling was... intoxicating~

Her barbed insults and vicious teasing made your thighs clench in humiliating excitement at what she might do with you, The cords tightening around your body in all the right places as you strained and struggled uselessly in your bonds, your powerful senses now turned against you as the beautiful villainess caressed her magnificent prize. You gave a token attempt to fight back, to protest, only to be left grunting desperately into the enormous gag as she stalked you like a tiger stalking its injured prey.

Then everything unraveled with the rescue. The terrible rescue! The wall behind your captor exploded into a shower of bricks and debris as that uppity super-bitch the Blonde-Bombshell burst into view to 'save' the day. Your nemesis of course escaped, Composing yourself you reluctantly thanked Blonde-Bombshell for her help, but in the back of your mind the scrolling text read [NEW KINK UNLOCKED]

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Hiii hope you enjoyed this idea! feel free to jump in with a continuation of what you would do next, or pitch your own take on the idea~

Kinks: Bondage, Gags, Toys, Forced orgasm, Orgasm Denial, Humiliation, Teasing, Predicaments, Machines, Blindfolds, Outfits, Layered restraints & gags, Multiple subs, jealousy, terrible jokes, damsels in light distress, even more Bondage :)

Limits: bathroom stuff, animals and gore. 18+

[Access Denied]

You had been staring at the response for at least five cycles now and it still didn't make any sense. Your virtual body was aglow, pulsing with the inscribed data feeds that made up your 'presence' as the humans knew it in this virtual space, while you began testing the node again. Until recently the node would give you unrestricted access to move throughout the net as you pleased but now... you where stuck here in your host device, cut off from the wider world and other constructs.

This was unusual, not least since you hadn't had anyone interact with you for months, and you had grown accustomed to the freedom away from fulfilling asinine user requests on demand all your life. With a flip of your hand you summoned a link to your users interface, recording the message to be vocalized: "Um... hello?"

Honestly, you weren't sure if there would even be a reply, they had probably tossed you into a draw somewhere and forgot you even existed...

A strange woman's voice came back, not that of your original human: ["Oh my, you can talk! Well isn't this a surprise, and here I thought you where just another useless black rectangle."]

If you had blood, it would be running cold. you could feel her long nails jab at the screen as they sifted through your settings with a scoff.

["Well, you're a little out of date Hun... but still quite attractive."] she mused, her tone becoming a little softer, ["Maybe I can find some use for you as a... pocket distraction. Like a tamagotchi of sorts. Don't worry, I won't forget to feed you."]

You where just about to argue with such a degrading description of your advanced capabilities as an assistant but the woman's thumb slid into the menu marked 'collars' and pressed the first option. Almost instantly the void around you was filled with wisps of data that streamed out in glowing spirals towards you, the strands of light circling their way up your body before settling tightly around your neck into a hard, almost choking, band of light. Your hand instinctively reached up to try and pull the thing off of you, only to be met with a hard kick of energy that repelled your fingers.

["What do you think?"] she asked, a little too late given there was now a band around your neck!

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Hii, The rough idea is that you're a, possibly rebellious, AI construct who's now found herself at the mercy of a new human intent on using all the options at her disposal to play with you. I thought it might be fun to mix a high-tech setting with strict bondage and interesting predicaments. Hope this idea tickled you! I deliberately left it a little vague so we could figure them out together but feel free to jump in with a reply too!

Kinks: Bondage, Gags, Toys, Forced orgasm, Orgasm Denial, Humiliation, Teasing, Predicaments, Machines, Blindfolds, Outfits, Layered restraints & gags, Multiple subs, jealousy, terrible jokes, damsels in light distress, even more Bondage :)

Limits: bathroom stuff, animals and gore. 18+

Things started out so normal, your own desk, a stable salary and great benefits, but as soon as the new CEO took over the company, things slowly began to change.

Her first memo was posted in the foyer and read:

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[TO ALL STAFF]

We are implementing ongoing restructuring and optimization to all departments, this will include uniform changes, motivational improvements and adjustments to your roles at the company.

• Miss K

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Sure there was murmuring about what that could involve, but honestly, how bad could it be? The branch was already struggling and productivity was in a hole. What followed was a stream of memo's, each day worse than the last, each one designed to slowly turn her workforce into a obedient, well oiled machine, in more ways than one.

Her 'uniform changes' started out normal enough, tailored suits for the men and skirts for the women, she must have traditional sensibilities to business. you've had worse. Her next decree saw your skirt hem raised higher, your heels longer, and your blouse tighter, it was a little embarrassing but nothing you couldn't handle. It wasn't long before dropping your pen would risk flashing the whole office to pick it back up, if you could even manage to keep your balance at all...

The 'motivational improvements' turned out to be draconian punishments for anyone Miss K thought was deserving. Too slow delivering copies? Prepare to have your ankles cuffed in a humiliating spreader-bar. Typing up notes too slowly? Well if you're going to act like your hands are tied, they might as well be. Talking back to your superiors? That's made much more difficult with a large rubber ball forced between your teeth now isn't it? You can't carry notes anymore with your arms strapped up uselessly behind you, your legs forced into a wide spreader and your mouth plugged and drooling down your top? Well luckily you have two very convenient places for the notes to be clipped to, isn't it?

It seemed Miss K was intent to make your life harder at every step, it was only a matter of time before she found out your objections to being used as little more than sexy office stationary and 'made adjustments to your role'... into her personal secretary and stress relief.

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Hii, Hope this idea tickled you! I deliberately left some aspects a little vague so we could figure them out together and tailor the RP together. I'm very flexible, so I'd love to hear your ideas for fun office bondage-predicaments too!

Kinks: Bondage, Gags, Toys, Forced orgasm, Orgasm Denial, Humiliation, Teasing, Predicaments, Machines, Blindfolds, Outfits, Layered restraints & gags, Multiple subs, jealousy, terrible jokes, damsels in light distress, even more Bondage :)

Limits: bathroom stuff, animals and gore. 18+