ANIMUS NON GRATA

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<<audio $music_track volume $music_volume loop play>><link rel="preload" href="img/teaser.png" as="image"><link rel="preload" href="img/seq0/0-001.png" as="image"><link rel="preload" href="img/tutorial1.png" as="image"><link rel="preload" href="img/tutorial2.png" as="image"><link rel="preload" href="img/tutorial3.png" as="image"><<silently>> <script>window.ANGFonts.setFontSize("medium");</script> <<set $show_sequence_selection to true>> <<set $jp_show_images to true>> <<set $chapter_1_sqeeze_hand to false>> <<set $chapter_1_resists to 0>> <<set $chapter_1_know_of_shock_treatment to false>> <<set $chapter_1_promise_to_thank_him_after_darkness to false>> <<set $chapter_1_just_get_me_out_of_this_darkness to false>> <<set $tested_front_door_radius to false>> <<set $tested_pulling_large_box_plug to false>> <<set $explore_restroom to false>> <<set $explore_living_room to false>> <<set $explore_garage to false>> <<set $explore_kitchen to false>> <<set $explore_bedroom to false>> <<set $day1_solo_bondage_play to false>> <<set $submissiveness to 0>> <<set $defiance to 0>> <<set $don_love_points to 0>> <<set $day2_talk_to_don_about_bdsm to false>> <<set $day2_read_the_book to false>> <<set $day2_clean_house to false>> <<set $day2_drop_key to false>> <<set $day2_sex_scene_finished to false>> <<set $day2_had_sex to false>> <<set $day2_consent to false>> <<set $day2_refusals to 0>> <<set $day2_kicked_don to false>> <<set $day2_don_chokes_you to false>> <<set $day2_watch_movie to false>> <<run UIBar.stow();>> <</silently>><img class="coverimage" src="img/cover.png"><h1 style="font-family: Elianto, Verdana">ANIMUS NON GRATA (Extended Demo Version)</h1>This work of fiction is an adult game, aimed for an adult audience and includes explicit text and images. The main characters depicted in this story are fictional and have no real-world counter-parts or inspirations. This game features bondage, bdsm, sexism, sexual scenes and foul language. This work of fiction does not reflect the personal beliefs or thoughts of the creator. The creator of this work of fiction does not condone the language, actions and situations depicted in this work of fiction. This work of fiction is meant to be purely enjoyed as fiction. CONTENT WARNING: This game features scenes that many may consider disturbing. The themes explored are dark and often non-consensual. This is a dark take on the stockholm syndrome, with abuse, hardcore bdsm and humiliation. ''In this game you play as a female protagonist'' This is a public extended demo version of Animus Non Grata and contains only the first three chapters of the game. The game is currently (April 2024) undergoing active development, but the story is complete with all 7 chapters playable on the game's itch.io page. To play the full game, visit the itch.io page of the game: https://flimsylegs.itch.io/animus-non-grata Please confirm that you are 18 years or older and want to proceed. [[I want to proceed and I am 18 years old or older|proceed 1]] [[I don't want to proceed / I'm younger than 18 years old]]

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<<set $show_sequence_selection to false>><<silently>> <<fadeInMusicFunction "dream2">> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-001.png"><h4 style="font-family: Elianto, Verdana">Sequence 0 - Awakening</h4>A deep darkness surrounds you: a landscape in your mind that you wander, aimlessly. You don't remember how you got here, nor who you are or why you're here. The darkness around you is all you've known, for as long as you can remember. When exactly you first became aware of the darkness, you don't know. Sometimes you can sense something outside the darkness, the sensation comes in many forms. Often, it's a sort of rumble that shakes around the darkness, always outside your reach. Other times it's a voice, an unfamiliar voice, talking far away. You can't make out the words. Recently, the rumblings have been growing more frequent and coming closer. The voice, louder and nearer. Suddenly, the rumbling feels like it's inside you. You scream, but in your mind you don't have a voice. As quickly as it came, the rumbling stops. Surrounded by nothing but darkness, you hear the voice of man, clearly as if he's right next to you. "Can you hear me? Are you awake?" You look around, and see no-one. But the voice, it's like he's right there... Just an arms-reach away. You find your courage and say... [['"I hear you."'|"I hear you."]] [['"Where are you?"'|"I hear you."]] [['"Who are you?"'|"I hear you."]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-001.png">Confused, you concentrate as hard as you can on the image of... Toes, you can picture them below you. You squeeze them together, open them, wriggle your feet from left to right. Still surrounded by complete darkness. "Amazing!" the voice of the man gasps. "Your toes are moving, this is beyond... Can you move your fingers?" Encourage by his voice, you look down. You know where your fingers are supposed to be, but you see no hands, no fingers. [[Concentrate hard on moving your fingers]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-004.png">You envision a hand grabbing... Another hand. A shake. A hand... Shake. It's a gesture. You begin to remember... or discover... things. Meeting another, a greeting of sorts, the wave of a hand, the shaking of hands. You grab on to the imaginary hand, hard, squeezing it. I am here, I exists, you want to say to the other hand. The touch is real, but you see nothing. "Ow!" The man's voice startles you and you let go of the hand. "Sorry, I wasn't prepared, that was impressive!" he continues and laughs. A warm laugh, a welcoming laugh... A happy laugh. "Can you feel this?" he then asks. At first, you can't know what he means. Then a warm sensation, the smallest pressure, breaks the darkness. [[Try to find the source of the sensation around you]] [[Try to find the source of the sensation within you]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-004.png">You walk around the darkness, trying to find the source of the sensation. No matter where you go, the sensation remains constant, unchanging. Eventually you realize it's not coming from around you, it's coming from within. [[Try to find the source of the sensation within you]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-004.png">You turn inwards, trying to picture yourself. Toes, fingers. The warm sensation comes from neither. It's somewhere in between. You search for the word to describe the place. Chest, yes... There is a warm touch and the slightest pressure on your chest. As you breathe in, the pressure can be felt the clearest. As you breathe out, the sensation weakens, only to strengthen again as you breathe in. "Your brain activity is spiking again: I'm holding my hand on your chest, I think you can feel it." he keeps his hand there as you breathe in, growing a stronger sensation of your own body with each breath. His touch is grounding your reality in a tangible way, a stark contrast to the formless darkness that still surrounds you. "I wonder..." the man starts and the touch on your chest disappears. You're suddenly freightened as the darkness once more is your only companion. Your heart is like a drum in your chest... Heart? Suddenly, you become aware of your own pulse, heightened as it is in your panic. "Please don't leave me alone in the darkness!" you find yourself saying, but you get no reply. It feels like an eternity as you wait for an answer, a sensation, anything... The darkness stares at you from all directions. "You still awake? Can you feel this?" the man's voice finally breaks through to you. You feel like crying from relief, hearing his voice. [[Concentrate on the new feeling]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-004.png">Once again, knowing to look inwards, you try to place the sensation. It could be your chest, that much is clear, but as you come close to finding it, it moves... Eventually, you make out a pattern in the sensation. A steady pressure and warmth can be felt moving over your chest, just brushing your... Your neck. It moves gently, slowly, to the side over your shoulder... arm... elbow... left hand... Then it turns, tracing it back again, going over your chest, right under your neck, to the right shoulder... arm... elbow... and right hand. The pattern repeats, softly, warmly, with a small pressure, moving from one side of your body to the other. You embrace the feeling as it makes you aware of your body: A calm washes over you. You are still surrounded by darkness everywhere, but you are aware of your arms and hands, your heart, neck and chest. You exist, the man exists, and neither belong in the darkness, you realize. "I'll interpret the EEG spikes as a yes." the man's voice calmly says, right next to you. You can almost feel... On your... Ear... The warmth of his breath. "How about this?" the hand moves, and for a moment, the darkness surges on you again from all sides, threatening to crush you. You brace yourself and latch on to your beating heart for stability. The darkness cannot get you now, you know your heart is real, it's right here, inside you. "Hello? Can you feel this?" the man asks. He must've asked it a couple of times, you think, as you sense a touch of fear in his voice. Fear of losing you, you realize. Just like you fear losing him. He wants to save you, from this darkness, you realize. [[Concentrate on the sensation]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-008.png">Turning inward you know he's not touching your upper body this time. Instinct tells you to sense downward, and as you do so, his warm touch is in two places. It moves, from your feet, both the left and the right, upwards symmetrically... touching your... ankles... lower legs, sliding behind to your calves, back again to the front of the lower legs... rising steadily, reaching your kneecaps... continuing upwards along your thighs, staying at your... hips. The man holds you, warming your hips with his touch. You gasp at the feeling, still seeing nothing, surrounded by darkness. The man then moves his hands down again, over the thighs, kneecaps, down all the way to your feet. He warms your toes in his hands, then moves up again. The sensation is almost like surging electricity in your body. "Very good, your sens..s seems to be functioning correctly." the man's voice tells you, reassuredly. You hesistate. The word he used, did he say senses... or sensors? You couldn't quite make out what he said, surely he meant senses? Your mind finds it hard to understand his meaning if he said something else. "But I wonder, why can't you move the rest of your body yet... Can you lift your arms or legs?" he asks. Something in his voice makes you concerned. Is something wrong? Are you... damaged? [[Try to move your arms]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-008.png">You do your best to move your arms. You concentrate on them, lifting them into the air as if you were feeling your way forward in a dark room. You don't feel a thing. [[Try to move your legs]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-008.png"><<set $chapter_1_know_of_shock_treatment to false>>You do the same for your legs, attempting to walk. Then, you attempt to just lift them. Nothing seems to happen. The man's deep silence confirms this to you. "I can see the tiniest movement. Let me think..." he says and you hear something grinding on... the floor. A... chair? The universe known to you grows to now include your mind, the darkness, your body, the man's voice.. touch.. and now a floor, somewhere unreachable, and a chair. The chair the man has been sitting on. Eventually, the man breaks the silence. "I think we need to fire up those neurons properly, overload and calibrate the system in a way." your heart begins to beat faster, this sounds dangerous. "Don't worry, it's not harmful, not what I have in mind." you can feel a warm pressure in your right palm and fingers. You realize he's holding your hand. "With your permission, squeeze if you want me to proceed." His hand in yours, you... [[Squeeze his hand]] [[Don't squeeze his hand]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness + 1>> <<set $chapter_1_sqeeze_hand to true>> <<set $chapter_1_resists to 0>> <</if>> <<fadeInMusicFunction "dream1">> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-012.png">With determination, you squeeze his hand firmly. "Very good, now relax." he says, letting go of your hand. A deep pressure can be felt around you. You focus on the sensation. Two.. no three... now four.. points of contact are rooting themselves deep in the muscle of your... forehead, and hair. It is making your toes curl, this deep, methodic, relaxing... Massage. You find the word for what the man is doing. He is giving the root of your head a massage with his fingers, going down towards the neck, then slowly, very slowly, moving towards your ears, staying there, taking care of every point, then moving up towards your forehead, taking care of every inch. [[Enjoy the sensation]] [[Try to signal the man to stop]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-008.png">You don't know if you're afraid, but something make you hesitate. The man holds your hand in silence, but you do not move a muscle. "I can only help you if you let me. There are two ways we can do it, my way, or the suggested way according to the instructions. Squeeze my hand if you want to do it my way, I promise it's a much better way." he asks, right next to you. You stare into the darkness, uncomprehending. His way? The... instructed way? What instructions... Your head is spinning and you cannot understand what he means. Eventually, you compose yourself enough to make a decision... [[Squeeze his hand]] [[Don't squeeze his hand|don't squeeze again]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $defiance to $defiance + 1>> <<set $chapter_1_know_of_shock_treatment to true>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-012.png">You don't exactly know why, but there's something about his vagueness that doesn't sit well with you. You refuse to squeeze his hand and agree to his way of firing neurons. The instructions, whatever they are, must've been written by people who know what they're doing and you place your trust in them in this. The man holds your hand for a while, waiting for you to squeeze it, but you never do. Eventually, he sighs, then lets go of your hand. "I understand. You have no reason to trust me. Hang on." he says and you hear him standing up. Your throat has gone dry, waiting for him to say more... A bit from you, he's doing something... Maybe reading the instructions again? Suddenly your hear a buzzing sound, gone in an instant. Like a tiny bolt of lightning? You recoil in horror as you think of all the worst things that it could mean. Is he literally about to fry you with electricity, in order to fire up your neurons? The though sends your mind spinning in panic and you barely hear the man sitting down next to you. He grabs your hand firmly. "The instructions are clear: Firing neurons is most easily achived with strong electric shocks. Definitely a painful procedure." You can't believe your ears. What the hell kind of instructions are those? You feel his hand in your trembling hands, as your mind is shocked to its core. The darkness offers no shelter for your body, trapped as it is beyond your control. In that moment, instinct takes over as you... [[In panic, squeeze his hand!]] [[Think that there's no way he would do that! Do nothing.]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-015.png">He continues massaging your scalp and forehead, and you relax thoroughly, enjoying every second of it. Then, his hands move down, to your shoulders and neck. He gives them also a thorough massage with his warm hands. You embrace it fully as his deep massage of your neck and shoulders expands to massage your arms. The sensation is warming you from within as all your muscles react. It is almost painful at times, but you can definitely feel your... neurons firing... as the man described. [[Continue enjoying the sensation|Give in and enjoy the sensation]] [[You've had enough - try to signal for him to stop|Wriggle your toes, try to signal to him to stop]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $chapter_1_resists to $chapter_1_resists + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-015.png">You're not quite enjoying this, his touch is stirring something within you that you don't feel comfortable facing. Moving your fingers frantically, you try to signal to the man that you're not comfortable. Your message doesn't seem to reach him, for he continues massaging your scalp and forehead. His hands move down, to your shoulders and neck. He gives them a thorough massage with his warm hands. As he goes, you continuously try to signal for him to stop, but for some reason he does not. Maybe he is ignoring you, or maybe he doesn't understand you... Or maybe your fingers have stopped working. His deep massage of your neck and shoulders expands to massage your arms. The sensation is warming you from within as all your muscles react. It is almost painful at times, but you can definitely feel your... neurons firing... as the man described. [[Give in and enjoy the sensation]] [[Wriggle your toes, try to signal to him to stop]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-015.png">Trapped in the darkness, you can only feel the man's touch in a body that you aren't quite fully aware of yet. His hands move steadily down, brushing over your belly, digging into your thighs. His deep massage makes you aware of just how thick your thighs are, compared to your arms: as his hands have to really work to massage them. He continues down, massaging your lower legs and the calf. Your legs feel incredibly soft, and you realize, hairless, as the man's hands caress them effortlessly. "Calibration reaching the final stretch. You're doing great." he assures you. You are still trapped in the darkness of your mind and his touch is your only connection to the world beyond. For now, you're quite enjoying the feeling. His hands begin to climb, over your thighs, your belly, reaching your... Breasts. His hands softly circle them and you immediately become aware of their curvy shape. At first, his hands stay just around them, softly warming the edges, not climbing the mountains. Then, on both breasts, his hands carefully cup them. You gasp. The man is massaging your breasts, thoughtfully, thoroughly, slowly. The sensation is shooting fireworks to your brain and body. "Aahh..." you moan as the sensation overwhelms you. Firing... neurons... Yes! [[Let the man continue]] [[A part of you shuns away from the feeling - try to signal to him to stop!]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $defiance to $defiance + 1>> <<set $chapter_1_resists to $chapter_1_resists + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-015.png">Trapped in the darkness, you can only feel the man's touch in a body that you aren't quite fully aware of yet. And yet, you are not comfortable with this. You wriggle your toes frantically, trying to get his attention, signalling for him to please stop what he's doing. Unaware of your signal, or choosing to ignore it, his hands move steadily down, brushing over your belly, digging into your thighs. His deep massage makes you aware of just how thick your thighs are, compared to your arms: as his hands have to really work to massage them. To your dismay, he continues down, massaging your lower legs and the calf. Your legs feel soft, and you realize, hairless, as the man's hands explore them effortlessly. You cannot do a thing to stop him. "Calibration reaching the final stretch. You're doing great." he assures you. His hands begin to climb, over your thighs, your belly, reaching your... Breasts. You scream into the darkness for him to stop and desperately move your fingers and toes. Enough! Ignoring you, his hands softly circle your breasts. You immediately become aware of their curvy shape. At first, his hands stay just around them, warming the edges, not climbing the mountains. Then, on both breasts, his hands cup them. You scream. The man is massaging your breasts, thoroughly, slowly and there's not a thing you can do to stop him. The sensation is causing mixed messages to reach your brain and body: The feeling threatens to overwhelm you. Neurons are firing, for sure, and you can feel yourself enjoying the sensation, even though you do not enjoy the cause. [[Give in to the feeling and let the man continue|Let the man continue]] [[Shun away from the feeling - try once again to make him stop!|A part of you shuns away from the feeling - try to signal to him to stop!]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-015.png">You relax, taking a deep breath, fully embracing what is to come. His hands are all over your breasts, playing with them, cupping them, squeezing them... A feeling that you can't quite place is beginning to awaken within you. His fingers find your sensitive nipples, which are hard and yearning for his touch. He plays with them, nicely but firmly, and you can feel your breath quickening. Tugging gently, he pinches them and an explosion rocks your body. His lips connect with your breasts, gently kissing them all over, slowly making their way towards your right nipple... You're thoroughly enjoying how it makes you feel, then he gently kisses your nipple, licks it playfully, warming it with his wet mouth. You moan in the complete darkness of your mind, enjoying his exploration of your body, as it continues for a good while, kissing and sucking on both of your nipples, all the while squeezing your breasts. "Your body is reacting as expected, continuing calibration..." he murmurs in between kisses. Eventually, one of his hands starts a journey downwards, brushing your belly-button, still going further down... All the way to your pubic hair, or rather, where there should be pubic hair. The smoothness of your body down there offers no resistance as his hand touches the edges of your vulva, circling around the area, teasing you. In the darkness, you shudder... [[Do nothing as the man pleasures you]] [[Try to resist his advances]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $defiance to $defiance + 1>> <<set $chapter_1_resists to $chapter_1_resists + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-015.png">You do not want him to continue and your whole body clenches in protest at his advances. In the darkness of your mind, there is little you can do but scream, plead, and try to signal to him to stop with the limited control of your body that you have. He doesn't seem to notice any of it, or actively chooses to ignore you as his hands grope your breasts, playing with them, cupping them, squeezing them... You shun at his touch, but involuntarily a feeling that you can't quite place is beginning to awaken within you. His fingers find your sensitive nipples, which to your surprise are hard and immediately reach to his touch. Cursing your body for betraying you like this, you helplessly witness, from the darkness of your mind, as he plays with your nipples making your breath quicker. Tugging gently, he pinches them and an explosion rocks your body. His lips connect with your breasts, gently kissing them. You shout, surprised, and try to pull away. Of course, you're not in full control of your body and nothing you do seem to take you further away from the man, nor let him know that you're protesting. The man's wet mouth slowly makes his way towards your right nipple... And in horror you feel him kissing it, then lick it playfully, warming it with his wet mouth. You can do nothing as he takes advantage of your body, continuing for a good while, kissing and sucking on both of your nipples, all the while squeezing your breasts. Your traitorous body reacts to his touch by sending pleasure to your mind... "Your body is reacting as expected, continuing calibration..." he murmurs in between kisses. To your shocky, one of his hands starts a journey downwards, brushing your belly-button, still going further down... All the way to your pubic hair, or rather, where there should be pubic hair. The smoothness of your body down there offers no resistance as his hand touches the edges of your vulva, circling around the area, teasing you. In the darkness, you shudder... [[Realize resistance is pointless - let the man do what he wants|Do nothing as the man pleasures you]] [[Again try to resist his advances|Try to resist his advances]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-015.png">One of his hands is squeezing your right breast, his thumb playing with your nipple. His other hand is continuing its methodic circling around your vulva, sometimes gently brushing your clitorial hood as it passes by. You can feel a warm wetness building inside you from his touch, and he appears to be aware of it, because he says: "Your neurons are firing admirably, I can feel your body awakening." A part of you is shocked at this treatment... But another part of you is quite thrilled and excited. One of his fingers dips a tiny bit into your vaginal opening, bringing a trace of your wetness with it, which he immediately puts to use on your clitoris. Your body shakes as he begins to pleasure you thoroughly, fingers seeking more moisture from your vagina, lubricating your pussy's inner lips, outer lips and clitoris... You can do nothing but enjoy the sensation as he begins a circular motion over your clitoris, inner lips and clitorial hood, spreading your wetness to the whole region. You gasp in the darkness of your mind, truly feeling a deep bond with your body, for the first time since you can recall. His other hand has tenderly given attention to your breasts and nipples thus far, but it now joins his other hand. With one hand, he continues pleasuring your clitoris, while with the other he slowly pushes a finger into your vagina, slowly making its way deeper, and deeper. His back-and-forth motion inside you and circular motion just outside is making it impossible to resist. Time and again, you believe your senses have reached their absolute limit, only to be proven wrong as he goes deeper, or changes angle, speed... Or slips two fingers inside you instead of one. You let him do it all, completely surrendering your body to him. He continues for a while, until you're utterly spent, gasping, shuddering, shaking in the darkness. His hands leave your pussy, and you figuratively slump down onto the ground of the darkness that is your existence... "You seem to have enjoyed the calibration as much as I did.. Let's take a short break, then try to awaken your body, alright?" the man says next to you and you think you can hear him standing up and walking away. A whoosing, rushing sound... Your mind tells you that it must be water. He is washing his hands. Understandable. You hear him returning, then a soft fabric gently touches your vagina. Your realize that he is wiping excess moisture, gently, away from your private parts. You're grateful for the gesture. [[Catch your breath]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $defiance to $defiance + 1>> <<set $chapter_1_resists to $chapter_1_resists + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-015.png">One of his hands is squeezing your right breast, his thumb playing with your nipple. You desperately try to get his attention in any way you can think of, shouting, screaming, moving your toes, fingers, anything... But it's pointless as his other hand continues its methodic circling around your vulva, gently brushing your clitorial hood as it passes by. You're not in control of your own body as you suddenly feel a warm wetness building inside you. The man appears to be aware of it, because he says: "Your neurons are firing admirably, I can feel your body awakening." You are shocked at this treatment... But another part of you is a little bit thrilled... maybe even excited. One of his fingers dips a tiny bit into your vaginal opening, bringing a trace of your wetness with it, which he immediately puts to use on your clitoris. Your body shakes as he begins to pleasure you thoroughly, fingers seeking more moisture from your vagina, lubricating your pussy's inner lips, outer lips and clitoris... You can do nothing as he begins a circular motion over your clitoris, inner lips and clitorial hood, spreading your wetness to the whole region. You clench your teeth and involuntarily gasp in the darkness of your mind. Somehow, you are beginning to feel a deep bond with your body, for the first time since you can recall... His method of firing your neurons is working, you are ashamed to admit... His other hand has groped your breasts and played with nipples this whole time, but it now joins his other hand. With one hand, he continues pleasuring your clitoris, while with the other he slowly pushes a finger into your vagina, slowly making its way deeper, and deeper. His back-and-forth motion inside you and circular motion just outside is making it hard to resist... Time and again, you believe your senses have reached their absolute limit, only to be proven wrong as he goes deeper, or changes angle, speed... Or slips two fingers inside you instead of one. You are helplessly taken advantage of by the man, but your body is betraying you, reacting to him as if you wanted this... Perhaps you did, but you just didn't know it until now... He continues for a while, until you're utterly spent, gasping, shuddering, shaking in the darkness. His hands leave your pussy, and you figuratively slump down onto the ground of the darkness that is your existence... "You seem to have enjoyed the calibration as much as I did.. Let's take a short break, then try to awaken your body, alright?" the man says next to you and you think you can hear him standing up and walking away. A whoosing, rushing sound... Your mind tells you that it must be water. He is washing his hands. Understandable. You hear him returning, then a soft fabric gently touches your vagina. Your realize that he is wiping excess moisture, gently, away from your private parts. You can't help but think that it's the least thing he can do, after all he's done... [[Catch your breath]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-015.png"><<if $chapter_1_sqeeze_hand is true>>You lie there, cathing your breath, heart still beating fast. Your body feels... amazing.<<else>>You lie there, trembling, spasming, for what seems like an eternity. Eventually, they become less frequent, less pronounced, until you're left with nothing but a painful memory of the trauma. Still you lie there, doing nothing. Your body feels... Like absolute shit.<</if>> As time goes by, in silence, you become increasingly aware of yourself. Your breath, your heart... Your feet and hands... Your legs and arms... Your neck... Your head... The man speaks to you: "I think that should be enough. Can you move your legs?" [[Move your legs]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $chapter_1_sqeeze_hand to true>> <<set $chapter_1_resists to 0>> <</if>> <<fadeInMusicFunction "dream1">> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-012.png">You grab his hand hard, squeezing with all the force your can find. "Ow. hey! Relax. I understand. Let's do it my way then." he says, letting go of your hand. He walks away shortly, putting away whatever he'd fetched, then returns. At first you feel nothing. Then, a deep pressure can be felt around you. You focus on the sensation. Two.. no three... now four.. points of contact are rooting themselves deep in the muscle of your... forehead, and hair. It is making your toes curl, this deep, methodic, relaxing... Massage. You find the word for what the man is doing. He is giving the root of your head a massage with his fingers, going down towards the neck, then slowly, very slowly, moving towards your ears, staying there, taking care of every point, then moving up towards your forehead, taking care of every inch. [[Enjoy the sensation]] [[Try to signal the man to stop]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $chapter_1_sqeeze_hand to false>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-015.png">Again the man pauses for a while, making sure you do not squeeze. Surely your hand must be trembling at the very least, that's how it feels in your mind, but you do not squeeze his hand. He's bluffing... Or at the very least, this is the intended way according to some lunatic's instructions... You can't even begin to imaging what his way would've been. Again, he sighs. "Alright. Try to relax, this will be over before you know it." he says. Doing as he says he impossible. You still don't think he's... A painful jolt cuts your thinking short as the quiet darkness around you is shattered in a violent burst of lightning. You can't even scream as the electricity forces its way through every cell of your body, penetrating your very being. Your mind tries to take shelter in whatever corner of darkness that remains, but it cannot. As quickly as it came, the shock disappears. You figuratively fall down onto the ground of the darkness of your mind... Completely wordless, pain throbbing in every part of your body... You stare into the darkness around you... "I'm sorry. I hope that worked...Let's take a short break, then try to awaken your body, alright?" the man says next to you, but you're barely listening. Every muscle in your body is trembling from the trauma. Silently, you lie there, trying to get your shaking body under control... [[Wait until the spasms stop|Catch your breath]]

<<silently>> <<fadeInMusicFunction "dream2">> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-012.png">You are very aware of your legs and you try to raise your right leg. You cannot see it, but you can feel it responding to you, delighted to finally be used and connected to your brain. You can't help but laugh... You don't know why, but you do. You wriggle it about, then raise your left leg instead, raising it high, then lowering it down. You repeat it a few times with both legs. "Good! Very good! How about your arms?" the man prompts. You let your legs fall down again, resting on what must be some sort of soft leather surface. [[Move your arms]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-012.png">To your delight, your arms respond. Again, you cannot see them from the darkness of your mind, but you can feel them moving. You wave your arms about, clapping a few times. You then trace the skin of your belly, down over you thighs, back up again, finding your naked breasts... You suddenly become extremely aware of your nakedness. The man must sense what you're feeling, because he says: "Sorry about that, it's easier to assemble... Nevermind. Hold on." he leaves your side, you hear, and then returns shortly. He places a blanket over you, covering your naked body from breasts down. Your arms rest on top of the blanket. "I hope that's better. Now, I would love if you could try speaking again. Can you say something?" he asks. Feeling that your body is now truly your own, a new feeling you don't know how to describe, you say... <<if $chapter_1_sqeeze_hand is false>>[["Fuck you asshole."]]<<else>><<if $chapter_1_resists >= 3>>[["Fuck you asshole."]]<<else>><<if $chapter_1_resists >= 1>>[["Fucking hell."]]<</if>><</if>><</if>> <<if $chapter_1_sqeeze_hand is true and $chapter_1_resists <= 2>>[["Hello?"]]<</if>>

<img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-015.png">With all you've been through, the only thing you can think of to say is: "Fucking hell." At your outburst, the man just laughs. "Incredible! Fucking hell indeed! Oh right... Sorry about that earlier, I had to make sure your brain connects with your body somehow. I hope you're not angry with me." he says. Angry? Maybe. Grateful not to be stuck alone in the darkness, being able to control your body, and even talk? Sure, that too. You ponder what to respond... [["I'm not angry."]] [["I'm a little bit angry."]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-015.png">With all you've been through, the only thing you can think of to say is: "Fuck you asshole." At your outburst, the man just laughs. "Incredible! Fuck me indeed! Yeah you're right... Sorry about that earlier, I had to make sure your brain connects with your body somehow. I hope you're not angry with me." he says. Angry? Maybe. Grateful not to be stuck alone in the darkness, being able to control your body, and even talk? Sure, that too. You ponder what to respond... [["I'm not angry."]] <<set $linkText to "\"Of course I'm angry!\"">>[[$linkText|"I'm a little bit angry."]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-015.png">With all you've been through, the only thing you can think of to say is: "Hello?" "Incredible! Hello. Hi! Oh right... Yeah, umm... Sorry about that earlier, I had to make sure your brain connects with your body somehow. I hope you're not angry with me." he says. Angry? Maybe. Grateful not to be stuck alone in the darkness, being able to control your body, and even talk? Sure, that too. You ponder what to respond... [["I'm not angry."]] [["I'm a little bit angry."]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-015.png">You answer truthfully. You are more grateful than angry with him. He replies: "Good. I'm glad. Maybe a little thank you is in order?" he says cheerfully, right next to you, possibly joking, possibly completely serious. You are grateful, yes, but you're still trapped in the darkness of your mind, unable to truly connect with the outside world. Something is keeping you here. Finally, you say: [['"Thank you..."'|Hesitantly say: "I... Thank you."]] <<set $linkText to "\"I'll say thank you when you'd get me out of this darkness.\"">>[[$linkText|gratitude after darkness]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness + 1>> <<set $chapter_1_just_get_me_out_of_this_darkness to false>> <<set $chapter_1_promise_to_thank_him_after_darkness to false>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-015.png"><<if $chapter_1_sqeeze_hand is true>>You find yourself thanking the man for, essentially, taking advantage of your helpless body.<<else>>You find yourself thanking the man for painfully shocking you with electricity, almost making you faint from the pain.<</if>> Doing so feels strange, but it's probably best to keep the man in a good mood... "You're welcome." the man says cheerfully. "I think it's time we try to get your eyes working, yes?" he says. Instintively you... [[Touch your face]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $defiance to $defiance + 1>> <<set $chapter_1_just_get_me_out_of_this_darkness to true>> <<set $chapter_1_promise_to_thank_him_after_darkness to false>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-012.png"><<if $chapter_1_sqeeze_hand is true>>The man has essentially, taking advantage of your helpless body.<<else>>The man has essentially, painfully shocked you with electricity, almost making you faint from the pain.<</if>> The realization makes you feel angry. You tell him, matter-of-fact, to just get you out of this darkness. Suddenly the man grabs your wrists painfully. You let out an involuntary yelp from the surprise and pain. He leans in close to your face and says: "Watch your tone. You have no idea how grateful you should be, given the circumstances..." His tone is threatening, and you can't help but think there's a threat of violence in his words, although he said no such thing. Finally, you... [[Shocked, say: "I'm sorry... Thank you..."|Shocked say thank you]] [[Shocked, say nothing|Shock, say nothing.]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-015.png">"Good, trust me, it's best to not be awake for this operation.." he says, bringing something to your face. You flinch as he places something hard and plastic on your mouth, covering your nose too. "Relax, take a deep breath. It feels quite nice, like a warm hug." he says, holding the thing to your face with one hand, and squeezing your right hand with his other. Instintively you grab his hand with both of your hands, afraid to breathe in. He continues reassuring you as your lungs start to hurt a bit, and you tentatively relax and breathe in. A fog engulfs you... [[...]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-012.png">You're afraid of going back to the total darkness, unable to connect and feel your own body. What if you never come back... <<if $chapter_1_just_get_me_out_of_this_darkness is true>>"You really don't want to be awake for this. Trust me, it's for the best..." The man says, then you suddenly feel something hard and plastic pressed against your mouth, covering your nose too. In panic you hold your breath and struggle against the man, clawing at his hands, arms, chest... You try to claw at his face, but his arms are much longer than yours, you can barely reach his chest... "Don't struggle, just breathe in deep." the man says calmly. A burning feeling is building in your lungs and you can't help it... Your body takes in a breath, and a fog is beginning to cloud your mind. You try to hold your breath, but you're struggling to focus... The fog engulfs you...<<else>>"You really don't want to be awake for this. Trust me, it's for the best. Hold still now." he says, bringing something to your face. You flinch as he places something hard and plastic on your mouth, covering your nose too. "Relax, take a deep breath. It feels quite nice, like a warm hug." he says, holding the thing to your face with one hand, and squeezing your right hand with his other. Instintively you grab his hand with both of your hands, afraid to breathe in. He continues reassuring you as your lungs start to hurt a bit, and you tentatively relax and breathe in. A fog engulfs you...<</if>> [[...]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-012.png">Eventually, the man lets go of your wrists and says: "Let's forgive and forget, shall we?" A chill goes down your spine. A moment goes by in silence, neither of you saying anything. He breaks the silence: "Now I think it's time to get get your eyes working, yes?". Instintively you... [[Touch your face]]

<<silently>> <<fadeInMusicFunction "doubt1">> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-041.png">You open your eyes. The first thing you see is a large light, just above you. The rest of the room is also brightly lit. Stunned by the light, you look around, confused, letting your eyes adjust to the light. There's a man sitting next to you, smiling. "Easy now. Can you describe what you see?" he asks. You scan the room. "I see..." you begin. "I see you." he nods, a smile on his face. You feel more at ease. "And the light here, above my head. And the open door over there... But I uh, I don't see any windows..." You pause for a moment, feeling a bit silly. "Good, good, please continue. What else?" Feeling stupid, you continue pointing out things in the room. "There's this leather... bed... I'm lying on... It's blue. It looks like a... massage table?" You scan the room again. "There's this small desk full of... things, right next to me." "Surgical tools and mechanical tools." the man corrects you. Right... You continue scanning the room. "There's a chair, the one you're sitting on. There's a large shelf, again full of stuff..." the man nods and encourages you to continue. You look down on yourself. You expected to see a blanket, but instead you're now wearing clothes: a pair of jeans and a white shirt. You touch the fabric, feeling the clothes. "I hope you don't mind, but I took the liberty of putting some clothes on you." You're grateful, of course, but a bit embarrased. Suddenly, questions are starting to bubble up. You find yourself asking... [["Where are we? Who are you? Why am I here? Who... who am I? I don't remember..."]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-042.png">The questions keep on coming as you work yourself into a small panic. He gently rests one hand on your shoulder, and with his other, holds your hands in his. "Let's start simple, this is going to be a lot to take in... Relax, breathe..." he says and signals for you to start breathing calmly. You shakily manage to do it, but the breaths are shallow. "My name is Donovan Smith, but everyone calls me Don." You nod. Don. Donovan... "We are in England, in Europe. Do those names mean anything to you?" Your mind is blank, no, you don't recognize those places. You slowly shake your head. "That's ok. England is a country, located in the continent of Europe... Well, England is technically located in the United Kingdoms, which is on a island just on the west coast of Europe... I see this is too much details, sorry." So far, you understand exactly what he's saying, but you just have no frame of reference of what the places are. "Right... Here, specifically, is my second home. A home away from home if you will." Don gestures around him. You nod, but inside, you have a thousand unanswered questions still waiting to be answered. You find yourself asking... [["Who am I? Why don't I remember anything?"]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-043.png">Gently, he squeezes your hand and sighs deeply. "This is going to be a lot to take in. Just... So you know." Don looks you deep in the eyes. Suddenly you fear the answer. "You... There's no easy way to say this. What you are and why you don't remember anything has the same answer." Don continues. Why won't he just say it already... "In some ways, you are like me and other people: You bleed, you need to eat, sleep, and so on. You can even die. But in other ways you are not like me, or other people. You are... That is... You are Advanced Artificial Intelligence Android #Alpha-27417... You are... You're an android, not a human." As he says it your brain refuses to listen. His lips are moving, but you barely hear him. The world is suddenly spinning: it sounds like a high-pitched beep is drowing all other noise and you're having difficulty focusing your vision. You feel like you're falling, and you realize you are. Don grabs you in his arms, preventing your fall, hugging you tight. You remain slumped in his arms for a while. "I feel... Real. Human. I... I can't be an android." you find yourself saying. Don continues hugging you. "I understand your doubt. You are built and programmed almost exactly like a human, the most advanced prototype ever seen in this world. Look." Don says, then gently releases his hug. He grabs your left arm, softly, then brings up your wrist in front of you. There, just where your arm meets your hand, is a glass wrist-band of sorts embedded in your skin, roughly 1 inch thick, going all the way around your wrist. The glass screen displays a faint orange light. Terrified, you recoil at the sight. "What is this??" Alarmed, you tug at it with your right hand and begin scratching and pulling... But it's lodged too deep within your arm. Don stops you by grabbing your hands in his. "Stop, it's a part of you. You'll only hurt yourself..." he says as you struggle against him. "It's just an energy-monitor, a way to check if your body has all it needs, in case the bio-emulation sensors don't work." Soon, you weaken, stop fighting and start crying weakly. Don tries to hug you again, but you push him away. You just need a moment alone... [[Cry]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-044.png">You curl up on the leather bed, or massage bed, whatever it is... You stare at the orange light of the thing embedded in your arm. Don is pacing around the room, unsure what to do. You cry alone for what feels like a long while, still unable to comprehend. Minutes, which feel like hours, later, you compose yourself. Pushing yourself up to a sitting position, you face Don, who's standing to one side, looking unsure. With a shaking voice, you ask: "Let's assume what you say is true... Then, why am I here? And who, exactly, are you? And what did you do to me??" you find yourself asking. Don returns his attention to you and sits down on the chair next to you, unconcerned of your accusing tone. "Well... I'm a bio-electronic engineering surgeon at the AI Research Institute of London: The place where you and others like you are designed and created." he begins. "As for why you're here.... Well, you could say I had a change of heart of sorts. AIRI, the institute, has management that sees androids as just advanced robots. And for the longest time, that has been true." he looks you straight in the eyes. "Your model... Was a prototype, a giant leap into true intelligence and biological composition, away from robotics. In fact, most of your body isn't robotic: You're roughly 91% organic." You listen carefully to Don's highly absurd story without interruption. [[Nod for him to continue]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-045.png">"Anyway... The management pushing for pure robotic intelligence, not true intelligence, did not like what we accomplished. Nor did the government. Nor the European Union. Truth be told, there was almost universal resistance to the idea. The project was cancelled and all assets destroyed..." Don leans into his hands, resting his chin on his thumbs, pointing at you with both index fingers. "Except you. I managed to smuggle you out of there, marking you as destroyed in the book-keeping." he gestures around you. "And this is where I took you. My second home, which I usually use in the summer. We're far from prying eyes here, nearest neighbour is a few miles down the road." You take it all in, trying to process what he's saying. It's all a bit too much right now, your brain is starting to hurt just thinking about it all. From what you gather, the man has saved your life, that much is clear. And you are essentially an unwanted entity everywhere... The world is apparently not ready for true artificial intelligence, in other words, it's not ready for you. "I'm sure you have questions. Shoot." Don says, offering a small smile of encouragement. Yes indeed you do... [[Ask him a lot of questions]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-046.png">"You still didn't answer my question: Why did you do what you did earlier. And how long have I been unconsious, here? And why don't I have any memories? And yet, without memories, how do I recognize quite a lot of things. Like for instance, I know what a chair is..." He nods his head at each of your question. <<if $chapter_1_sqeeze_hand is true>>"What I did earlier... It was that, or an extremely painful shock-treatment to fire up your dormant cellular matrix. A sort of calibration of your system. I'm sorry if I crossed a boundary." Don replies. You blush recalling what he did...<<else>>"What I did earlier... It was that, or stimulating you... sexually... to fire up your dormant cellular matrix. A sort of calibration of your system. I'm sorry I shocked you." Don replies. You blush at the thought of the other treatment...<</if>> "As for your memories." Don continues. "We did not have time to construct a background, or history, for your model. Your neural network has been taught on a wide array of subjects, but they aren't real memories. You will recognize most of the things you see around you, because you've been taught on most subjects. But, for all intents and purposes, you were born just moments ago: A blank slate, able to form new memories, but having no past." If Don is making everything up, then he's extremely convincing, showing no signs of lying. On the other hand, if he is telling the truth and you accept it... Then everything you feel is fake. You begin to realize that all those people protesting against this idea may have been on to something... Existing like this is extremely cruel: Alive, technically yes. Capable of feeling, yet those feelings are... Fake. Artificial. The result of sensors sending signals. You have one more question... [["What is my name?"]]

<<silently>> <<fadeInMusicFunction "cozy1">> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-048.png">Not trusting your own legs, not yet, you carefully slip down from the leather-bed from your sitting position, steadying yourself with your arms and legs. Slowly, you stand up, putting more weight onto your legs. They hold. Carefully, one step at a time, you approach the door where Don is standing, a big smile on his face. "Well done! Let's go to the kitchen, see what we have." Don walks through the door to the other room. Slowly, you follow. Your legs are holding your weight... That's good. You approach the door... [[Step through the door]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-051.png"><<set $tested_front_door_radius to false>>You ignore the door, instead following Don to the kitchen. He's humming to himself, searching through the fridge, the shelves, for something to eat. "Here we go." he stabs a hole in the plastic of something, then puts it in what you assume must be a microwave. "Some instant mac-and-cheese. A classic." he says, signalling for you to sit at the table. You do just that, and Don puts some plates, forks and glasses on the table. Soon, everything is ready and Don pours some juice for the two of you, then distributes the mac-and-cheese evenly between the two of you. If you're an android, then what is your energy-source? Are you so advanced that you eat as a human? "I can eat? As in, I get energy from eating, like a human?" You ask, holding the fork over the mac-and-cheese. It smells heavenly. "That's right. As I said, you're roughly 92% organic, and the human digestive system is a marvel of natural engineering when it comes to harvesting energy from food. Your energy source is just that: Food, like any regular human's. There's literally a real human's microbiome inside you, handling the food-to-energy transition. It's extremely advanced." he shrugs. "Truth be told, I don't understand how that's possible either." Right. Either Don is talking bullshit, and you're a real human, or he's telling the truth and you're an extremely advanced artificial intelligence: Even more advanced than you previously thought. You still don't know if you believe him or not. Forgetting all that for a moment, you focus on the mac-and-cheese. The thing is melting in your mouth, just absolutely mind-bogglingly good. The plate is empty in no time. Don puts another portion in the microwave and the two of you devour it too. Satisfied, you lean back in the chair as Don cleans up after you. <<if $chapter_1_promise_to_thank_him_after_darkness is true>>"You recall saying you'd show some gratitude when I get your eyes working? Maybe a little thank you?" Don prompts with a wink, glancing over his shoulder whilst washing the dishes. Right, you did say that, didn't you... "Well... Thank you. It's nice to be awake and alive." you tell him truthfully. This definitely beats the darkness you knew before. "You're welcome." is his reply. You can see he's smiling, even though he's facing away from you.<</if>> [[Wait for Don to finishes washing the dishes]]

<<silently>> <<fadeInMusicFunction "main_menu1">> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-050.png"><<set $tested_front_door_radius to true>>Curiousity makes you approach the final door. What's behind that? As soon as you approach, about to touch the handle, pain courses through your body. You scream from the surprise and the pain, falling down to the floor. The pain stops as suddenly as it started. Don comes rushing to your side from the kitchen. "Shit! Sorry, I forgot to tell you..." he kneels beside you, helping you back to your feet. Your body is still shaking from the shock. "Part of your design contains some failsafes... Which I haven't been able to work around yet. There's built inside you a device that stops you from going too far away from a designated spot. Which is..." he points to the living room wall. In the corner next to the couch is a large box, plugged into a socket in the wall. There's a low buzzing coming from the device. "I placed it there so you can freely walk around the house, but its range ends at the front door. I know what you're thinking... Why don't we just unplug it? Well..." the both of you are walking towards the device and the kitchen. Don continues: "This box needs to periodically signal the device inside your body, checking the range. If the device inside you doesn't get a signal, it will shock you. If you walk too far from the box, it will shock you..." He gives you an apologetic shrug. "I'm still working on a way to disable this feature, but I need more time." Well, Don's explanation is as good as any, you suppose... But that means you're essentially trapped in this house, unable to leave... The thought freightens you. [[You reach the kitchen.]]

<<silently>> <<fadeInMusicFunction "cozy1">> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-051.png">You reach the kitchen, still trembling from the electric shock. Don begins searching through the fridge, the shelves, for something to eat. "Here we go." he stabs a hole in the plastic of something, then puts it in what you assume must be a microwave. "Some instant mac-and-cheese. A classic." he says, signalling for you to sit at the table. You do just that, still shaking, and Don puts some plates, forks and glasses on the table. Soon, everything is ready and Don pours some juice for the two of you, then distributes the mac-and-cheese evenly between the two of you. If you're an android, then what is your energy-source? Are you so advanced that you eat as a human? "I can eat? As in, I get energy from eating, like a human?" You ask, holding the fork over the mac-and-cheese. It smells heavenly. "That's right. As I said, you're roughly 92% organic, and the human digestive system is a marvel of natural engineering when it comes to harvesting energy from food. Your energy source is just that: Food, like any regular human's. There's literally a real human's microbiome inside you, handling the food-to-energy transition. It's extremely advanced." he shrugs. "Truth be told, I don't understand how that's possible either." Right. Either Don is talking bullshit, and you're a real human, or he's telling the truth and you're an extremely advanced artificial intelligence: Even more advanced than you previously thought. You still don't know if you believe him or not. Forgetting all that for a moment, you focus on the mac-and-cheese. The thing is melting in your mouth, just absolutely mind-bogglingly good. The plate is empty in no time. Don puts another portion in the microwave and the two of you devour it too. Satisfied, you lean back in the chair as Don cleans up after you. <<if $chapter_1_promise_to_thank_him_after_darkness is true>>"You recall saying you'd show some gratitude when I get your eyes working? Maybe a little thank you?" Don prompts with a wink, glancing over his shoulder whilst washing the dishes. Right, you did say that, didn't you... "Well... Thank you. It's nice to be awake and alive." you tell him truthfully. This definitely beats the darkness you knew before. "You're welcome.". You can see he's smiling, even though he's facing away from you.<</if>> [[Wait for Don to finishes washing the dishes]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-051.png"><<set $tested_pulling_large_box_plug to false>>Eventually, he's done with the dishes. The two of you sit down at the kitchen table, where you find yourself asking him all sorts of questions about various topics, such as the world, life and animals. Half an hour later, you're almost beginning to feel comfortable around this man. But there's something you've been wanting to ask for a while now, but somehow avoided... You gather your thoughts when Don stands up to brew some tea for the two of you. You reflect on what you know: You're an android like many others, but unlike the others, you're the only one still "alive", if you can call it that. The others were destroyed, because your kind, or advanced artificial intelligence in general, were deemed dangerous. But how can anyone think that you're dangerous...? But no, that's not the question you've been wanting to ask. No, your question relates to the discussion you've had with Don, about the world, about life, and animals. The purpose of an animal, and humans by extension, is to live long enough to procreate and ensure the next generation survives. You, however, stand alone outside of this natural cycle of the world. Don returns with the tea, placing a steaming cup in front of you. "Careful, it's hot." he warns. "Need some honey? Or milk?" he asks, putting a little bit of both into his own cup. You snap out of your thoughts, nodding. "Sure, both, thanks." Don gives you a tiny smile as he repeats the process for your cup, then pushes it back to your over the table. You grab the cup in both your hands, warming your fingers. The warmth radiating from the cup is almost too much for you, nearly painful even. But you're deep in your thoughts again. Isn't this proof that you're a part of this world, the fact that you can sense the world, touch the world, interact with the world, and have independent thoughts about the world? But where animals and humans have a biological purpose in the world, you do not. What then, is your role in the world? You turn your attention to Don, who's taking his first careful sips of the hot brew. He looks up from the cup, noticing your serious expression. Then you ask him, straight to the point: [["What's my purpose in the world?"]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-056.png">At your shout, Don spins around. "I really have to go." is his reply. "We'll talk tomorrow." he steps out of the door and shuts it behind him. [[Slump down on the sofa|Say nothing]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-057.png"><<silently>> <<set $explore_restroom to false>> <<set $explore_living_room to false>> <<set $explore_garage to false>> <<set $explore_kitchen to false>> <<set $explore_bedroom to false>> <</silently>>He stormed out so quickly, you didn't even have time to think of something to say. For a while, you just stare at the closed front door where Don stood just moments earlier. Then finally, you snap out of it, slumping down on the sofa. What a day... So... Overwhelming, in every sense of the word. You reflect on the day so far... So far, all evidence is pointing to the fact that you are indeed a highly advanced android. The energy-meter in your wrist has slowly started to change color, it's now glowing faintly white. You assume orange means it's empty, and white is better. All thanks to the mac-and-cheese, you presume. Your thoughts go to the man who's helped you. Donovan Smith. That's the man's name. He was a bio-engineering surgeon? Something like that. Works at the AIRI - Artificial Intelligence research Institute. Apparently the place where you were created. Your model, something along the lines of Advanced Artificial Intelligence Android, followed by a model and serial number. Amanda. A much better name for you, for sure. The white light in your wrist turns green. Huh. Apparently the energy-meter on your wrist has three levels, orange, white and green. Good to know, not that you need it, since you can feel hunger. But this house. A home away from home. For Don. Apparently far away from prying eyes. Somewhere in England, a place in United Kingdoms, an island, in Europe. You stand up and take a proper good look out of the window. It's a a beautiful evening day, and you somehow know this, it must be at the end of summer, for some of the leaves have started to lose their green color, replaced by shades of yellow, orange, red and brown. For as far you can see, there's only woods around here. You walk around the house, opening every door (except the front door) and look out through every window. The scenery is the same everywhere, but there's a narrow road leading away from the house at the front side. Don is not coming back until tomorrow, so you have plenty of time to kill. You decide to... [[Explore the restroom]] [[Explore the garage]] [[Explore the kitchen]] [[Explore the living room]] [[Explore the bedroom]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-059.png"><<set $explore_restroom to true>>The water closet, i.e. restroom, piques your interest. It's upstairs. It is larger than you thought. There's a bathtub next to a toilet, a shower in one corner and sink in the middle of the room. A large mirror is hanging over the sink. Your heart skips a beat as you slowly make your way towards the mirror. The reflection is slowly turning towards you... You can't help but stare at your reflection. Your face looks a little bit thin, like you haven't eaten in a while. But you look complete human, apart from the energy-meter on your wrist. Your hair is brown, long, all the way to your shoulders. You trace your hand through it. It feels slimy, like you haven't had a shower in days. The bath is looking very appealing right now... Hesitating, you approach the tub. Is there a risk getting your body wet, you wonder? You decide to test it by turning on the shower, then placing your hand under it. The hot water feels nice and nothing bad happens. You shower your whole arm, again, nothing advert seems to happen. You realize that it's probably a smart feature to be able to clean the android body efficiently. You put the stopper in the bathtub, then leave the faucet on, slowly filling the tub. While that's happening, you continue exploring the restroom. Under the sink are two drawers. You open the first one. It contains a hairdrier, toothpaste and an unopened package with a toothbrush. You probably should brush your teeth... If nothing else, for the fresh feeling. You're unsure if this is a necessity for someone like you. Still you open the toothbrush package, put on some toothpaste and clean your teeth. It doesn't take long. Next, you open the last drawer. There's some hair-products in here. Shampoo, conditioner, soap. There's even a few different colors of hair-coloring products. There's a dark brown, a red, even a steel silver. You leave the hair-coloring products in the drawer, but take out the shampoo, conditioner and soap, taking them to the shower. Then you check the water level at the bathtub. It's still low, but you don't care. [[Take a bath and a shower]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-058.png"><<set $explore_kitchen to true>>The kitchen is downstairs and, although you already ate there, is still worth exploring. You take it all in once more. There's a rectangular table, with four chairs. The same you and Don sat at and ate mac-and-cheese just moments earlier. There's the sink that Don used to wash the dishes. There's the microwave oven. The shelves contain some plates, pots, etc. but you see no food. The fridge might have more. You open it and explore the contents. There's a bit of juice left, and milk. There's a similar package as the mac-and-cheese came in. You look at the label. Some sort of microwave-ready lasagna. Don really loves pasta in all forms, doesn't he? You close the fridge. Opening a few shelves, you notice there's barely anything to eat. You only find a package of porrage, oats specifically. There's four bags in the package. You check the cooking instructions. Just add milk and microwave for 2 minutes. Alright... You know what you'll have for breakfast at least. There's nothing else remarkable about the kitchen. <<if $explore_restroom is false>>[[Explore the restroom]]<</if>> <<if $explore_living_room is false>>[[Explore the living room]]<</if>> <<if $explore_garage is false>>[[Explore the garage]]<</if>> <<if $explore_bedroom is false>>[[Explore the bedroom]]<</if>> <<if $explore_restroom is true and $explore_living_room is true and $explore_garage is true and $explore_kitchen is true and $explore_bedroom is true>>[[You're getting tired - go to bed]]<</if>>

<img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-060.png"><<set $explore_living_room to true>>The living room is the heart of the house, downstairs, which is already your least favourite part of the house due to the large box next to the couch... You've already looked at the most obvious features of the room. <<if $tested_front_door_radius is false>>You look at the front door. According to Don, if you approach it, you will be beyond the range of the transmitter. You're too curious to leave things unexplored and approach, slowly, cautiously. As soon as you're about to touch the handle, pain courses through your body. You scream in pain, jumping back into the room. Fuck! Right. Well, you had to test, didn't you?<</if>> There aren't many interesting features in the room, other than it working as the central hub of the house. The couch and the TV are main features worth mentioning. Those and the large floor-to-ceiling windows that give a grand view of the backyard. You decide to check out the TV. There's a remote, and it takes you a while fiddling about with it to turn the TV on. But it shows nothing. You decide to check more closely what things are attached to the TV, for you somehow know that a screen is just a screen. There are... No things connected to it. Huh. You'll have to discuss this with Don. Surely there's a way to get this TV working... You relax on the couch a moment, watching the wind play with the trees outside. <<if $explore_restroom is false>>[[Explore the restroom]]<</if>> <<if $explore_garage is false>>[[Explore the garage]]<</if>> <<if $explore_kitchen is false>>[[Explore the kitchen]]<</if>> <<if $explore_bedroom is false>>[[Explore the bedroom]]<</if>> <<if $explore_restroom is true and $explore_living_room is true and $explore_garage is true and $explore_kitchen is true and $explore_bedroom is true>>[[You're getting tired - go to bed]]<</if>>

<img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-062.png"><<set $explore_bedroom to true>>The bedroom is upstairs. You're not sleeping in the couch. That's for sure. You decide to check out the only bedroom of the house. It is, you decide, exactly as you expected. There's one large bed in the middle of the room. A window is letting in the evening sunlight. There's a closet in the room, and a large locker next to the bed. The closet contains, upon further inspection, a lot of Don's clothes. You glance down on what you're wearing. Could these jeans be his? And this shirt... Well, it could be unisex... Well the underwear you're wearing definitely in't Dons. You'll have to talk to him about this wardrobe: An unacceptable amount of clothes, for you to wear. Next, you check out the locker. You open it, then stare at the contents. There's ropes, handcuffs, whips, dildos, gags, blind-folds... A whole arsenal of kinky playthings. You somehow know what this kink is: bondage and/or bdsm. Shit. Is Don into that? You take out a pair of handcuffs. They are made of tough leather, but the lock and chain is metal. The thought of putting them on and becoming helpless stirs something within you. Blushing, you put it back and close the drawer. Bloody hell, are you getting excited by Don's secret stash? You cool your thoughts by breathing calmly. It's getting late. <<if $explore_restroom is false>>[[Explore the restroom]]<</if>> <<if $explore_living_room is false>>[[Explore the living room]]<</if>> <<if $explore_garage is false>>[[Explore the garage]]<</if>> <<if $explore_kitchen is false>>[[Explore the kitchen]]<</if>> <<if $explore_restroom is true and $explore_living_room is true and $explore_garage is true and $explore_kitchen is true and $explore_bedroom is true>>[[You're getting tired - go to bed]]<</if>>

<img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-061.png"><<set $explore_garage to true>>You have time to kill and so you find yourself going back to the garage-area with no windows, your... Birthplace, in a sense. At the doorway, you peak inside. The room is very dark compared to the living room, what with most of the lights turned off. Don must've turned them off before leaving. Flicking the switch, you bring light back into the room. Fully lit, it's clear that this is a repurposed garage. There's a whole shelf at the far end of the room with tools, spare car-tires, canisters of oil, etc. In the middle of a room is, now that you see it clearly and with fresh eyes, a surgical setup of some description. There's the massage table you woke up on, underneath a large light. Next to it are all sorts of tools in a portable box of some description. As you get closer, you see scalpels of different sizes, alcohol for purification, drills, saws, needles, a blowtorch, screwdrivers... The list goes on. There are bloody rags in a bin next to it the bed. Right. Don did mention that, even though you are an android, you bleed. Part of the "real" features that make you one step closer to fully human. There's something else in the bin, some sort of plastic circles, bend inwards almost like half-circles. They are small, maybe half an inch in diameter. You don't know what they are. You turn your attention to the back door of the garage. You notice it's a simple, manual, door that can be opened to let in a car. Not that a car would fit in here right now, with the massage table here. You recall Don's warning about the range-transmitter. Curiosity takes the better of you... You need to know where the limit is... With careful steps, slowly sneaking forward, you approach the garage door. One step, pause. Another step, pause. The closer you come, the slower you move. You're almost at the door when an electric surge courses through your body. You quickly take a step back, but the shock still leaves you stunned and numb. You drop to your knees, catching your breath. Well, almost the entire garage is reachable... <<if $explore_restroom is false>>[[Explore the restroom]]<</if>> <<if $explore_living_room is false>>[[Explore the living room]]<</if>> <<if $explore_kitchen is false>>[[Explore the kitchen]]<</if>> <<if $explore_bedroom is false>>[[Explore the bedroom]]<</if>> <<if $explore_restroom is true and $explore_living_room is true and $explore_garage is true and $explore_kitchen is true and $explore_bedroom is true>>[[You're getting tired - go to bed]]<</if>>

<img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-064.png"><<set $day1_solo_bondage_play to false>>You've explored the house thoroughly: Checked the range of the transmitter, showered and washed yourself. The sun has fallen low. One room at a time, you close the lights, then retire to the bedroom. Undressing, you can't help but glance at the locker, containing Don's toys... [[Open the locker]] [[Go to bed]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-063.png">You undress, and take a look at your naked body in the mirror. There are some tiny, almost invisible, scars here and there, but other than the energy-meter at your wrist, you don't see any mechanical or metallic parts. The appealing sound of water rushing into the bathtub demands your attention. You lower yourself into the bathtub with a deep sigh. An hour later, you're completely clean, head to toe, and very relaxed. You've dried your hair with the hairdrier and put on your clothes again. Right. That was nice. It's getting late. <<if $explore_living_room is false>>[[Explore the living room]]<</if>> <<if $explore_garage is false>>[[Explore the garage]]<</if>> <<if $explore_kitchen is false>>[[Explore the kitchen]]<</if>> <<if $explore_bedroom is false>>[[Explore the bedroom]]<</if>> <<if $explore_restroom is true and $explore_living_room is true and $explore_garage is true and $explore_kitchen is true and $explore_bedroom is true>>[[You're getting tired - go to bed]]<</if>>

<img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-066.png">With trembling hands, you reach for the handcuffs again. The tough leather feels nice to your touch. You fantasize how it would feel to be bound and helpess. For some reason you like the idea. The handcuffs can be locked without a key, you realize, as you snap them shut: Not on yourself, not yet at least. But they cannot be opened again, there's a locking mechanism here. You check the drawer and indeed, find a key. It fits perfectly, easily opening the handcuffs. Maybe you could have a little fun... [[Lock the handcuffs on your wrists]] [[Put the handcuffs back in the drawer and go to bed|Go to bed]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness + 1>> <<set $day1_solo_bondage_play to true>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-067.png">With excited breaths, you wrap the leather around your left wrist. Then, with a click you lock it in place. With shaking hands, you do the same for your right wrist. Click. You're standing here, alone and naked, hands locked togther with a pair of handcuffs. Your breath is quickening as you explore the sensation. There's no danger... The key is right there. You lie down on your back on the bed, arms still locked together. The thought of Don entering, seeing you like this... Suddenly you snap out of your trance-like state. What are you thinking? Quickly, you stand up and fumble with the key to open the handcuffs. They slip off easily and you put them back in the locker's drawer, along with the key. A few seconds you sit there, staring at the drawer. Then, you decide... [[That's enough for today... Go to bed.|Go to bed]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness + 1>> <<set $day2_clean_house to true>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-095.png">This house hasn't seen a proper cleaning in a while, you can tell. Wanting to help out, you begin searching the house for articles to clean with. In the kitchen, you find a closet with a mop, rags, cleaning products. With a few hours before Don arrives, you begin cleaning the rooms, one by one. [[Continue until the afternoon]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-082.png">You're really not in the mood to clean the house, no matter what Don expects. Instead, the books catch your interest. You flick through the titles: "Fourty shades of brown", "Four soft lessons", "Club Nightlands ", "Measures of Desperation"... Judging by the cover on some of them and the descriptions at the back, all of them are about BDSM in one way or another... Considering Don's toy-drawer in the bedroom, you're not surprised by this collection. [[Read one of the books]] [[Put the books away and clean the house instead|Clean the house]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-015.png">Eventually, the man lets go of your wrists and says: "Let's forgive and forget, shall we?" A chill goes down your spine. A moment goes by in silence, neither of you saying anything. He breaks the silence: "Now I think it's time to get get your eyes working, yes?". Instintively you... [[Touch your face]]

<<silently>> <<fadeInMusicFunction "spicy1">> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-083.png"><<set $day2_read_the_book to true>>You open the first book "Fourty shades of brown" and find yourself drawn into the narrative. A hundred or so pages in you come across a series of questions being passed to Anna, the protagonist. You look at the list, pondering what you would answer in her shoes... "How much pain do you enjoy on scale from 1-to-5, where 1 is none and 5 is severe?" You gulp. You really don't have much of frame of reference for what enjoyable pain would be... [[Don't answer the question - not even theoretically!]] [[No pain. 1.]] [[Maybe a tiny bit? 2.]] [[Somewhere in between. 3.]] [[You believe you would enjoy some pain. 4]] [[Just thinking about getting hurt makes you excited. 5]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-094.png">You decide not to give the question more thought. You continue reading instead, absorbed in the story.. [[Continue until the afternoon]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-084.png">In your mind, you choose 2, a little bit of pain. Intuitively, it feels correct, but in reality, you don't know... The book offers another question to think about... "How would you rate your submissiveness, on a scale from 1 to 5, where 1 is not submissive at all and 5 is completely obedient?" Who wrote this book is what you're wondering, while at the same time finding yourself thinking what you would answer... [[Don't answer it, even hypothetically!|Don't answer the question - not even theoretically!]] [[Not submissive at all. 1.]] [[Maybe a tiny bit submissive? 2.]] [[A normal amount of submissiveness? 3.]] [[You think you're on the more submissive side. 4]] [[Fully obedient, possibly. 5]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $defiance to $defiance + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-084.png">In your mind, you choose 1, no pain. Why would you want someone to hurt you? Intuitively, it feels correct, but in reality, you don't know... The book offers another question to think about... "How would you rate your submissiveness, on a scale from 1 to 5, where 1 is not submissive at all and 5 is completely obedient?" Who wrote this book is what you're wondering, while at the same time finding yourself thinking what you would answer... [[Don't answer it, even hypothetically!|Don't answer the question - not even theoretically!]] [[Not submissive at all. 1.]] [[Maybe a tiny bit submissive? 2.]] [[A normal amount of submissiveness? 3.]] [[You think you're on the more submissive side. 4]] [[Fully obedient, possibly. 5]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-084.png">In your mind, you choose 3, somewhere in between. Intuitively, it feels correct, but in reality, you don't know... The book offers another question to think about... "How would you rate your submissiveness, on a scale from 1 to 5, where 1 is not submissive at all and 5 is completely obedient?" Who wrote this book is what you're wondering, while at the same time finding yourself thinking what you would answer... [[Don't answer it, even hypothetically!|Don't answer the question - not even theoretically!]] [[Not submissive at all. 1.]] [[Maybe a tiny bit submissive? 2.]] [[A normal amount of submissiveness? 3.]] [[You think you're on the more submissive side. 4]] [[Fully obedient, possibly. 5]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-084.png">In your mind, you choose 5... Pain could be quite enjoyable, the correct kind of course. Intuitively, it feels correct, but in reality, you don't know... The book offers another question to think about... "How would you rate your submissiveness, on a scale from 1 to 5, where 1 is not submissive at all and 5 is completely obedient?" Who wrote this book is what you're wondering, while at the same time finding yourself thinking what you would answer... [[Don't answer it, even hypothetically!|Don't answer the question - not even theoretically!]] [[Not submissive at all. 1.]] [[Maybe a tiny bit submissive? 2.]] [[A normal amount of submissiveness? 3.]] [[You think you're on the more submissive side. 4]] [[Fully obedient, possibly. 5]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-084.png">In your mind, you choose 4: You do think that pain could enhance... Other feelings. Intuitively, it feels correct, but in reality, you don't know... The book offers another question to think about... "How would you rate your submissiveness, on a scale from 1 to 5, where 1 is not submissive at all and 5 is completely obedient?" Who wrote this book is what you're wondering, while at the same time finding yourself thinking what you would answer... [[Don't answer it, even hypothetically!|Don't answer the question - not even theoretically!]] [[Not submissive at all. 1.]] [[Maybe a tiny bit submissive? 2.]] [[A normal amount of submissiveness? 3.]] [[You think you're on the more submissive side. 4]] [[Fully obedient, possibly. 5]]

<<silently>> <<fadeInMusicFunction "home_alone1">> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-096.png"><<set $day2_talk_to_don_about_bdsm to false>>You continue well until the afternoon and it's getting close to 4. Don is supposed to be arriving soon. The entertainment in this house is very limited, you'll have to talk to Don about getting the TV working... And getting some better clothes for you... The ones you're wearing now are clearly Don's. His question echoes in your mind. "What's in it for me?" he'd said. Risking spending the rest of his life in jail for helping you... Well, certainly you don't want to come across as ungrateful... But how exactly can you, stuck in the house like you are, offer something tangible worth such a risk? Pacing around the living room, pondering what to do, your thoughts for some reason go to locker with Don's toys. You wonder where these thoughts come from, what possible purpose they could serve in one such as you... Have they explicitly been programmed, or are they a by-product that merely happened due to just how complex your artifical mind is? Maybe Don knows the answer. The urge is growing stronger. Maybe you could... You blush at the thought, no that's just stupid... [[... or is it?]] [[... yeah, it's stupid.]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $defiance to $defiance + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-085.png">The answer would be 1 - not submissive at all. Theoretically, you feel like this is the right answer, but in reality... You're unsure. Fully absorbed in the story, you continue reading the book. [[Continue until the afternoon]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-085.png">The answer would be 2 - a tiny bit submissive. Theoretically, you feel like this is the right answer, but in reality... You're unsure. Fully absorbed in the story, you continue reading the book. [[Continue until the afternoon]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-085.png">Well... As submissive as any other person, right? 3 would be the answer. Theoretically, you feel like this is the right answer, but in reality... You're unsure. Fully absorbed in the story, you continue reading the book. [[Continue until the afternoon]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-085.png">Without a frame of reference, answering is tricky, but instinctively you believe the answer would be 4 - more submissive than not.. Theoretically, you feel like this is the right answer, but in reality... You're unsure. Fully absorbed in the story, you continue reading the book. [[Continue until the afternoon]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness + 2>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-085.png">5, maybe? Following orders, doing as you're told, being fully obedient... The thought excites you. Well, only theoretically of course... but in reality... You're unsure. Fully absorbed in the story, you continue reading the book. [[Continue until the afternoon]]

<<silently>> <<fadeInMusicFunction "spicy2">> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-097.png">You play with the idea. There's a high chance Don would appreciate... That sort of thing. But you, is this something you want to do? Honestly... <<if $submissiveness < $defiance>>You're unsure, but you doubt it.<<else>>You're unsure, but it's possible.<</if>> For a while, you play with the idea, tossing it back-and-forth. Don will be here any minute now. Finally, you decide to... [[Talk to him about it]] [[Not mention it]] [[Prepare a surprise for him]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-098.png"><<set $day2_talk_to_don_about_bdsm to false>>Yeah, the thought is stupid. Without a second thought on the subject you decide to... [[Wait for Don]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-100.png"><<set $day2_talk_to_don_about_bdsm to true>>You'll have to talk to Don about his little drawer of toys. Out of curiosity of course, nothing more... You sit down on the living room couch and... [[Wait for Don]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-097.png"><<set $day2_talk_to_don_about_bdsm to false>>You decide that it's best to not let Don know that you know about his drawer of toys... Instead, you decide to... [[Wait for Don]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-099.png"><<if $day1_solo_bondage_play is true>>Yesterday, locking the handcuffs on yourself... Iying in the bed completely helpless... The thought excites you.<</if>> You slowly make your way to the bedroom, opening the locker's drawer. There are plenty of things to choose from... The clock is ticking, he'll be here soon... [[Undress]] [[Decide against it - you'll talk to him about it instead|Talk to him about it]]

<<set $day2_seen_put_on_bra_scene to true>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-102.png">With trembling fingers you start remove your shirt, letting it fall on the bedroom floor. Next, you slip down the jeans you're wearing. Wearing nothing but the borrowed underwear - definitely not Don's - you suddenly feel very exposed... Maybe you could just... You cover your naked breasts with your arm, glancing around the room. Surely there's a bra hidden here somewhere... Right? For a moment you rummage around the bedroom, unsuccessfully. You're about to give up when you see it, a bra hidden deep within a dirty duffle bag. Tentatively, you pull it out, dust it off and try it on. It fits. Huh. Well, you're still almost completely naked here, if it wasn't for the bra and underwear, but you're feeling a little bit better about this thing you're about to do... But you're having second thoughts. Maybe this isn't such a good idea after all... You return your attention to the locker's drawer, eyeing the content. [[This is stupid - put your clothes back on and decide to talk to him about it instead]] [[Grab the handcuffs]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-103.png"><<set $day2_talk_to_don_about_bdsm to true>>Quickly putting your clothes back on, you decide it's best to talk to Don about his little drawer of toys instead. Out of curiosity of course, nothing more... You sit down on the living room couch and... [[Wait for Don]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-105.png">The handcuffs appeal to you in a strange way. You pick up a pair<<if $day1_solo_bondage_play is true>>, the same as yesterday,<</if>> and sit on the bed. It is now that you notice there's a suspiciously places ring hook just above the bed, attached to the wall... You approach it, giving it a few hard pulls. It's firm. You have no doubt in your mind that you can't just pull it out of the wall. You glance at the handcuffs in your hand, then at the ring hook in the wall. The ring is too small to fit the handcuffs when they're closed... But if you open the cuffs, the half-circles that they form will fit through the ring... Don has mounted this thing here on purpose, hasn't he, for just this kind of thing? Your cheeks are blushing at the thought. Finally you decide to... [[Lock your wrists with the handcuffs to the ring hook on the wall]] [[Decide you've entertained the thought enough - discuss it with Don instead]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-103.png"><<set $day2_talk_to_don_about_bdsm to true>>You put the handcuffs back into the drawer, then quickly put your clothes back on, deciding that it's best to talk to Don about his little drawer of toys instead. You sit down on the living room couch and... [[Wait for Don]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-103.png"><<set $day2_talk_to_don_about_bdsm to true>>It's enough excitement for now, you decide... Pulling away from the ring hook, you unlock the handcuffs on your left wrist, then put everything back into the drawer. Quickly, you put your clothes back on, deciding that it's best to talk to Don about his little drawer of toys instead. You sit down on the living room couch and... [[Wait for Don]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-112.png"><<set $day2_drop_key to true>>The footsteps are coming closer and closer, then they suddenly change from shoes on gravel to shoes on wood... He's right outside the house! Key in your right hand, you fumble with shaking hands, trying to open the lock on your left wrist... You hit the wall with the hand that is holding the key. The painful impact surprises you and the key... Shit! It falls from your hand, right between the bed and the wall! A tiny *clink* tells you that the key lands on the floor under the bed. You freeze, staring at the ceiling. The door to the house opens. "I'm back. Hello?" he calls from downstairs. He spends a moment there, likely taking off his shoes, coat, hat... Whatever, you have no idea what he's wearing. He calls again, this time nearer: "Amanda?" [[Stay silent]] [[Say: "I'm here..."]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-113.png"><<set $day2_drop_key to false>>The footsteps are coming closer and closer, then they suddenly change from shoes on gravel to shoes on wood... He's right outside the house! You're frozen, with the key in your right hand, but all you can do is stare at the bedroom door. You hear the front door opening. "I'm back. Hello?" he calls from downstairs. He spends a moment there, likely taking off his shoes, coat, hat... Whatever, you have no idea what he's wearing. He calls again, this time nearer: "Amanda?" [[Stay silent]] [[Say: "I'm here..."]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-114.png">You can hear him walking straight to the kitchen, then he spends some time there unloading things into the fridge and shelves. From the small gap in the bedroom door, you can hear Don walking around downstairs. You can hear him walking up the stairs and your heart stops in your chest. "Are you in the bedroom?" he calls, approaching. Before you have time to answer, he pushes the door open and stands in the doorway. He looks at your almost naked body, tied to the ring hook with handcuffs... Then briefly glances over to the locker's drawer, notices it's open, then returns his attention to you. Your cheeks are blushing crimson and your mouth is suddenly very dry. [["... surprise!" You manage to say, attempting a smile.]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-114.png">You can hear him walking straight to the kitchen, then he spends some time there unloading things into the fridge and shelves. After a moment, you find your courage... Weak, almost like a whisper barely loud enough to carry your voice down the stairs, you answer him. You can hear him coming up the stairs, approaching... Now he's just on the other side of the door. Your heart stops in your chest as he pushes it open and stands in the doorway. He looks at your almost naked body, tied to the ring hook with handcuffs... Then briefly glances over to the locker's drawer, notices it's open, then returns his attention to you. Your cheeks are blushing crimson and your mouth is suddenly very dry. [["... surprise!" You manage to say, attempting a smile.]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness + 1>> <<set $day2_consent to true>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-116.png">A warm feeling washes over you as soon as you say it. Giving yourself up to Don like this, letting him be in control... It feels nice. "I like how you think." is Don's reply and he stands up from the bed, walks over to the headstand and holds his hand out, just under your right hand. All you have to do is drop the key into his open palm... [[Give the key to Don|"I want you... to decide."]] <<set $linkText to "Say: \"On the other hand, maybe I should just unlock myself now...\"">>[[$linkText|"I think I should unlock myself now..."]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-118.png"><<set $day2_consent to false>>He looks a bit disappointed at your decision. "You could do that, sure..." he replies. "But I've got to tell you, you look irresistibly hot tied up like that." His expression tells you that he's telling the truth: He is thoroughly enjoying seeing you bound like his, helpless, unable to do a thing should he wish to take advantage of you... Don then says: "I'm going to have to demand that you hand over the key, like the good little sub you clearly are." You shiver at the shift in tone, not aggressive, not angry just... Assertive. With shaking hands, you grab a tight hold of the key, then... [[Start unlocking yourself anyway]] [[Say: "Alright, here...", then give the key to Don|"I want you... to decide."]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-119.png"><<set $day2_consent to true>>"I can unlock you, if that's what you want..." he rests his hand on your thigh, slowly moving it up and down your smooth leg. You silently gasp at his touch and try your best to hide it. "Or you can explore your submissive side..." his hand rests on your thigh, the other hand holding the key to your freedom. His gaze is locked to yours and you're having a hard time focusing. There are too many emotions clouding your judgement right now. Finally you manage to say... [["This is enough, please unlock me..."]] [['"Please decide for me..."'|"I want you... to decide."]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $defiance to $defiance + 1>> <<set $day2_consent to false>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-120.png">He looks a bit disappointed at your decision. "I could do that, sure..." he replies. "But I've got to tell you, you look irresistibly hot tied up like that." His expression tells you that he's telling the truth: He is thoroughly enjoying seeing you bound like his, helpless, unable to do a thing should he wish to take advantage of you... Don then says: "You've already proven that there's a good little sub inside you, so I think I'll keep the key, and you will thank me." You shiver at the shift in tone, not aggressive, not angry just... Assertive. With shaking hands, you grab the ring hook for support, staring at Don. He's looking at you, an expression on his face like he's waiting for you to say something... Realization hits you, and you... [[Say: "Thank you... for keeping the key."]] [[Say: "No, please, just unlock me..."]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-107.png">Frowning, he gets up.. "That can't be right..." Well if there was a way to get that thing working, you sure didn't know what it was. Humming to himself, Don checks a few things. You tried those exact same things already... But instead of commenting, you let him investigate. "Well that's annoying..." Finally the TV shows a channel. "Ahaa!" Trumphant, he sits back on the couch, remote in hand. "What did you do!?" "I switch source..." he points at the remote. "... to Smart TV". Not believing your eyes, you stare at the remote, then the TV, then the remote again. Well that was easy. There's some sort of reality TV show on called XXN. People are arguing with loud voices. "Then, once that is on, you can change channels with the other remote..." he holds up his hand, showing you the other remote. "May I?" You ask, holding out your hand. "Sure." Don hands over the second remote. It doesn't take long for you to figure out how to change channels, now that you got the bloody thing working. There are so many to choose from! The list goes to the hundreds... Overwhelmed by the possibilities, you put down the remote. "Thanks, there was another thing I wanted to talk about." you say, facing Don. "Yeah?" he cocks his head. "Yeah. These clothes..." you gesture at the things you're wearing. "They're yours, right?" He looks apologetically at you. "Yes... Well, not clothes I've worn, but... Yeah.. I uh, didn't have time to shop clothes when I was transporting you... I'll see what I can to, bring something tomorrow. Sounds good? I think you're what... An M, surely not an L?" The letters don't directly translate to sizes of clothing to you, so you shrug. "Well I'll grab some different sizes... Should be a 30-days return time for those things anyway..." he trails off. [[Watch TV]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-110.png">For a moment the two of you just sit there, watching the TV. Eventually, Don breaks the silence. "Did you have time to think? About what I asked?" his question hangs in the air. <<if $day2_clean_house is true>>"I mean, I do appreciate you cleaning the house, but that's not worth potentially going to jail for."<</if>> <<if $day2_talk_to_don_about_bdsm is true>>Yes, you have indeed been thinking about it. The locker in the bedroom, full of Don's toys... It's clear that he's into that sort of thing. "Well..." Taking a deep breath, you find the courage and ask: "The... things in the locker...?" you can't bring yourself to finish the question. Don leans forward a bit, an expression on his face that you can't quite place. "I see you found my bondage gear. What about them?" he muses, holding his gaze on you. Yes what indeed...<<else>>Well, yes, you have been thinking about it, but there's no suggestions that come to mind at this point, not any that you want to voice out loud at least.<</if>> <<if $day2_talk_to_don_about_bdsm is false>>[[You are out of ideas and ask: "Any suggestions?"|don suggests bdsm]]<<else>>[[Unsure why you brought them up, say: "I don't know..."|don suggests bdsm]]<</if>> <<if $day2_talk_to_don_about_bdsm is true>>[[You know why you brought them up, say: "Do you want to use them... On me?"|you suggest bdsm]]<</if>>

<<silently>> <<fadeInMusicFunction "spicy2">> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-124.png">There's something in his expression... A deep thoughful frown, well no, not a frown. More like... An inner conflict of his mind visible from the outside... Or so you think. It's difficult to assess. "Lately, I have been feeling more-and-more out of control in my life... Like the world is against me and my research, like my colleagues don't respect me..." Don trails off. "My wife left me a few months ago... She got custody of the kids..." he sighs. "And helping you has now put me even deeper into trouble, should anyone find out." After a pause he smiles. "I'm rambling, sorry about that..." he says, trailing off. Throughout his speech, you have been quiet, sitting on the couch with the TV on in the background, but your full attention is on what Don is saying. Of course you're grateful for his help. And of course you don't want him to get into trouble for helping you. "Anyway. There's something you need to know about me. I identify myself as a dom when it comes to sex and bondage." he then says out-of-the-blue, straight to the point. You can't help but flinch and blink at him with wide eyes at how forward he is. <<if $day2_talk_to_don_about_bdsm is true>>"Which you probably already figured out, since you found my bdsm-stash." You ever-so-slightly nod your head, what he's saying makes perfect sense... You did not take him for the submissive type that would tie himself up and/or let others do that to him...<</if>> "And so, I have a somewhat unique proposal." Don then says, matter-of-fact. "When I'm here, I will be your dom, and you will be my sub. I'll tell you what to do, and you'll obey. Remember that your programming expects to obey. It fits naturally into what your neural network wants." <<if $day2_talk_to_don_about_bdsm is true>>He continues: "It will including using the things in the bdsm-stash as I see fit. "<</if>> After a short pause, he adds: "Just to make sure... Do you understand what I'm asking, and why I'm asking?" You suddenly become extremely aware of the fact that you are essentially trapped here in this house, by this man, and should he wish you harm... There isn't much you can do to stop him. With that in mind, you say... [["I understand..."|"I understand"]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness + 1>> <</if>> <<fadeInMusicFunction "spicy2">> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-124.png">Your heart skips as beat as soon as you ask the question. You feel a tiny bit like a freightened animal, staring at a predator about to pounce at you. But you also feel something else: The desire to be bound, not just by anyone, but by Don specifically. He would certainly enjoy it, no doubt. And you feel like you could enjoy it too. "I'll be honest: You are an extraordinarily beautiful android, a match for any real woman in truth. And I would love to tie you up." he says, then suddenly stands up and walks over to where you're sitting, a serious look on his face. Instintively, you lean on the couch, away from him, suddenly a bit hesitant. He stops right in front of you, towering over you. "Are you ready?" You knew what would happen when you suggested it, and you're ready. It's suddenly getting hot in the living room as you... [[Nod|consent bdsm start]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness + 1>> <<set $day2_consent to true>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-131.png">"Good. You are now my submissive. And as my submissive, you will to do exactly as I say, when I say, without hesitation. Failure to do so will result in punishment, as I see fit." Don looms over you, sitting as you are on the couch with him standing in front of you. "Do I make myself clear?" Throat dry, you only manage to nod. Half-excited, half-freightened. "Good. It's about time to make your programming happy, so let's start with something simple. Get down on your knees." he suddenly says, out-of-the-blue. Did you hear correct? You flinch as if stung, staring at him, eyes wide. "Don't make me repeat myself." The living room is spinning and your hands are shaking, or so it feels, as you... [[Get down on your knees]] [[Refuse]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-126.png">Somehow, something within you understands his needs and actually wants to be his sub. Like you were meant for it... Don nods at your words when you say you understand. <<if $day2_talk_to_don_about_bdsm is false>> "You must've noticed the locker next to the bed." Don says. You can't help but twitch a little. Yes, you do remember... He must've read something in your expression, because he then says: "Ah, I see you found it. That's..." he pauses, nods his head thoughtfully, then continues:<</if>> "I'll be honest: You are an extraordinarily beautiful android, even more beautiful than most real women." his expression tells you that he's not lying, and from what you've gathered from looking at your body in the bath and mirror, you can understand why he thinks so. Don continues: "If you were to be my submissive..." The look on your face must've betrayed your hesitation. "Well, for me, it outweighs the considerable risk of helping you. Do you consent?" He awaits your answer. You realize then, in that moment, that your hesitation stems from two completely opposite feelings clashing, battling in your head. On the one side, there's the part that is grateful to Don for helping you, for risking so much by continuing to help you... If anyone finds out about your existence and his involvement, then you'd be destroyed and he'd spend the rest of his days in jail. On the other side there's the newly awakened part of you that wants to live, free, that doesn't feel like you owe him anything. Every decision he's made was done by him alone. Combined with these feelings, there's other mixed emotions. A part of you does want to explore this side of yourself more, letting Don be... in full control... That train of thought stirs something within you and you stare at Don, who patiently waits for your answer. Finally, you answer... [['"I consent..."'|consent bdsm start]] [["Surely we can come to some other arrangement..."]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $defiance to $defiance + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-127.png">It's just too much right now. For whatever reason, you don't feel comfortable going down the route suggested by Don. Not now at the very least... As soon as you ask him if you can come to some other arrangement, you regret it... There's a deeply disappointed look on Don's face. Cocking his head, he crosses his arms and says: "Another arrangement? Like what?" This is your chance, to suggest something... Something that Don wants, which would show that you appreciate that he helped you and didn't let the research institute destroy you... And something that would outweight the risk of being thrown in jail for life for stealing and harboring an illegal artifical intelligence... You weight your options... Finally, you say: [[Say: "I could clean and cook, every day..."]] <<set $linkText to "Say: \"Fine. I consent to be your submissive.\"">>[[$linkText|consent bdsm start]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness + 1>> <<set $day2_consent to true>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-120.png">Feeling a bit humiliated and stupid, you finally manage to say what he wants to hear: "Thank you... for keeping the key." A delightful feeling fills your chest as soon as you say it, like your body is involuntarely enjoying this. Your mind is not quite there yet though, and you're feeling a mix of excitement and fear. Don simply smiles at you, saying: "You're welcome." Not quite comprehending your situation, you... [[Simply wait for Don to do something|"I want you... to decide."]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $defiance to $defiance + 1>> <<set $day2_consent to false>> <<set $defiant_discussions to $defiant_discussions + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-120.png">The handcuffs are starting to feel extremely uncomfortable. Straining against them, you plead to Don to just unlock you. A small panic takes hold of you as he shakes his head. <<showDefiantDiscussion>> "Right. I think you can see clear as day that your submissive programming is the reason why you tied yourself up like this. Don't fight your nature, Amanda." his gaze finds yours. For a moment you feel anger, but for some reason you find no words, nothing to say... You realize then, in that moment, that your hesitation stems from two completely opposite feelings clashing, battling in your head. On the one side, there's the part that is grateful to Don for helping you, for risking so much by continuing to help you... If anyone finds out about your existence and his involvement, then you'd be destroyed and he'd spend the rest of his days in jail. On the other side there's the newly awakened part of you that wants to live, free, that doesn't feel like you owe him anything. Every decision he's made was done by him alone. Combined with these feelings, there's other mixed emotions. A part of you rails against him taking advantage of, what in your mind was a big mistake... And yet, you clearly did have a reason for locking yourself in handcuffs onto the bed... As you recall the reason, you start to realize that a part of you likes how Don has taken control of the situation, keeping you locked here, available for him and him alone... That train of thought stirs something within you and for a moment, you stop struggling against your bondage, just for a moment. You stare at Don, your mind suddenly blank and finding no words, you... [[Simply wait for Don to do something|"I want you... to decide."]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $defiance to $defiance + 1>> <<set $day2_consent to false>> <<set $defiant_discussions to $defiant_discussions + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-120.png">The handcuffs are starting to feel extremely uncomfortable. You ignore Don's words: Key in hand, you strain against the handcuffs, then bring the key towards the lock... A small panic takes hold of you as Don's firm hands suddenly grab yours and in one swift movement steal the key from your shaking hands. Suddenly desperate, you whimper: "Hey! No, come on... Just, unlock me!" With key in hand, Don simply shakes his head. <<showDefiantDiscussion>> "Right. I think you can see clear as day that your submissive programming is the reason why you tied yourself up like this. Don't fight your nature, Amanda." his gaze finds yours. For a moment you feel anger, but for some reason you find no words, nothing to say... You realize then, in that moment, that your hesitation stems from two completely opposite feelings clashing, battling in your head. On the one side, there's the part that is grateful of Don for helping you, for risking so much by continuing to help you... If anyone finds out about your existence and his involvement, then you'd be destroyed and he'd spend the rest of his days in jail. On the other side there's the newly awakened part of you that wants to live, free, that doesn't feel like you owe him anything. Every decision he's made was done by him alone. Combined with these feelings, there's other mixed emotions. A part of you rails against him taking advantage of, what in your mind was a big mistake... And yet, you clearly did have a reason for locking yourself in handcuffs onto the bed... As you recall the reason, you start to realize that a part of you likes how Don has taken control of the situation, keeping you locked here, available for him and him alone... That train of thought stirs something within you and for a moment, you stop struggling against your bondage, just for a moment. You stare at Don, your mind suddenly blank and finding no words, you... [[Simply wait for Don to do something|"I want you... to decide."]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-129.png">Don raises his eyebrows at you comment. "Well, I'm flattered... And while it sounds like a tempting offer, I'm afraid such a relationship could be... complicated. Besides, anyone calling itself, or herself, as my girlfriend would have to share my kinks." he says, shaking his head. You'll have to come up with something else... [[You are out of ideas, say nothing.|rough bdsm start]] <<set $linkText to "Say: \"Fine. I consent to be your submissive.\"">>[[$linkText|consent bdsm start]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-128.png">"Mhm. That's appreciated, but not necessary and certainly not enough." he says, still arms crossed. You'll have to come up with something else... [[Say: "I could be your... girlfriend."]] <<set $linkText to "Say: \"Fine. I consent to be your submissive.\"">>[[$linkText|consent bdsm start]]

<<silently>> <<fadeInMusicFunction "vanilla1">> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-132.png">You slowly slide down from the sofa onto the living room mat, where you promtly get down on your knees in front of Don, hands in your lap. His pants and belt are staring you in the face, and as you glance up, you can see him towering over you, looking down at you. "Good, you learn fast." Don comments. <<if $day2_refusals > 0>>Then continues, stroking your left cheek: "For your sake I hope that one lesson was enough." You try your best not to flinch away in disgust. <</if>> "Remove your socks." he commands, still towering over you. You glance down, realizing where this is going. Still, removing your sock is not such a bad thing... <<if $day2_refusals > 0>>And you don't want to be hurt again... <</if>> [[Remove your socks]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $defiance to $defiance + 1>> <<set $day2_refusals to $day2_refusals + 1>> <<set $defiant_discussions to $defiant_discussions + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-133.png">His slap comes out-of-nowhere, smacking into your left cheek, making your ears ring. "Ow! What the fuck!" you shout, cheek throbbing with pain. Numbness is spreading over the left side of your face and you suddenly feel tears welling up in your eyes. <<showDefiantDiscussion>> "Right. Get down on your knees, like the submissive you've been programmed to be. Remember: It's your nature to do as you're told." Don assertively says, bringing about a new world-order. Defeated and not wanting to be hurt again, you do as you're told... [[Get down on your knees]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-134.png">The socks slip off easily, lying discarded on the living room mat. <<if $submissiveness > $defiance>>Slowly, you're beginning to enjoy Don's assertiveness and controlling manner. Like a good sub, you await his next order.<<else>>Don't assertive and controlling manner has not gotten to you, but for now, you reluctantly await for his next order.<</if>> "You're a natural." Don muses, then points at your shirt. "Shirt. Remove it." It comes as no surprise, yet you find yourself hesitating. <<if $day2_refusals > 0>>You still feel the sting of his slap on your left cheek...<</if>> [[Remove your shirt]] <<if $day2_refusals is 0>>[[Refuse - you will not remove your shirt]]<</if>>

<img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-136.png"><<if $day2_refusals > 0>>With your cheek still throbbing from the pain, you<<else>>You<</if>> start removing your shirt with shaking hands. The process is slow, but Don is patiently waiting. With an encouraging gesture from Don, you let the shirt fall to the living room mat. What you're doing is slowly dawning on you, sitting here on your knees in front of this man, wearing nothing but your jeans and a bra. <<if $submissiveness > $defiance>>You're submitting yourself to this man, and for him alone, and you're getting more and more comfortable with the thought.<<else>>You're submitting yourself to this man, albeit slightly unwillingly. Still, there's a part of you that is increasingly comfortable with the situation...<</if>> "Beautiful. Absolutely stunning." Don comments. You can't be sure if he means your almost-naked body, or your act of you doing as he says, taking off your shirt. Still, your cheeks suddenly blush and instintively you cover your chest with your arms. He doesn't seem to have anything against that, for he simply says: "Now your jeans." The order does not surprise you. You... [[Comply - remove your jeans]] <<if $day2_refusals is 0>>[[Refuse - your jeans stay on]]<</if>>

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $defiance to $defiance + 1>> <<set $day2_refusals to $day2_refusals + 1>> <<set $defiant_discussions to $defiant_discussions + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-133.png">His slap comes out-of-nowhere, smacking into your left cheek, making your ears ring. "Ow! What the fuck!" you shout, cheek throbbing with pain. Numbness is spreading over the left side of your face and you suddenly feel tears welling up in your eyes. <<showDefiantDiscussion>> "Right. Remove your shirt, like the submissive you've been programmed to be. Remember: It's your nature to do as you're told." Don assertively says, bringing about a new world-order. Defeated and not wanting to be hurt again, you do as you're told... [[Remove your shirt]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-138.png">You have to temporarily get up from the floor to manage it, but you do it: You pull the jeans down over your hips, letting them fall by themselves over your knees down to your ankles. They are, after all, a bit too large for you, since they're Don's jeans. Finally, you step out of them. Now you're standing in the living room in nothing but your underwear and a bra, and you flush at the realization, covering yourself to the best of your abilities. Remembering your place, you quickly get back down on your knees in front of Don. "Very good. Your submissiveness pleases me." he says, nodding with approval. "I'm going to slap you now, on your right cheek, and then I want you to thank me for it." <<if $day2_refusals > 0>>He sees the alarmed look in your eyes and the redness of your left cheek and adds: "Don't worry, this will be a gentler slap: It's not a punishment."<</if>> Before you have time to protest or react, his open palm connects with your cheek with a loud smack! "Ah!" you exclaim in bewilderment, right cheek feeling sore and throbbing with pain. <<if $day2_refusals > 0>>He was correct though, it doesn't hurt as much as the first slap...<</if>> With an expecting look, Don glares down at you, waiting. Right... You manage to say: [["Thank you..."]] <<if $day2_refusals is 0>>[["Please stop, I don't like this..."]]<</if>>

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $defiance to $defiance + 1>> <<set $day2_refusals to $day2_refusals + 1>> <<set $defiant_discussions to $defiant_discussions + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-133.png">His slap comes out-of-nowhere, smacking into your left cheek, making your ears ring. "Ow! What the fuck!" you shout, cheek throbbing with pain. Numbness is spreading over the left side of your face and you suddenly feel tears welling up in your eyes. <<showDefiantDiscussion>> "Right. Remove your jeans, like the submissive you've been programmed to be. Remember: It's your nature to do as you're told." Don assertively says, bringing about a new world-order. Defeated and not wanting to be hurt again, you do as you're told... [[Remove your jeans|Comply - remove your jeans]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-139.png">You thank Don for slapping you in the face... And it makes you feel quite submissive indeed. A thought enters your mind: This whole sub-thing might've been a bad idea, but now that you've started and Don has gotten the idea into his head that he's in control... Which you realize that he actually, in truth, also is... There's not much you can do but to see things through. <<if $submissiveness > $defiance>>Besides, it's getting kind of interesting...<</if>> Don looks very pleased with you, smiling down at his kneeling submissive. "Good girl. Now, crawl to the bedroom." he instructs, pointing towards the staircase You gulp, suddenly unable to move. You know what's in there, the locker with all of Don's bondage gear... However, you've come this far, and you don't see a reason to stop now. Still, having to crawl there on all fours like a dog... The thought makes your head spin. [[Crawl to the bedroom like the good girl you are]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $defiance to $defiance + 1>> <<set $defiant_discussions to $defiant_discussions + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-139.png">You refuse to thank Don for slapping you in the face, instead pleading for him to stop. Things are getting uncomfortable and this is not what you signed up for. This whole sub-thing was a bad idea, but now that you've started and Don has gotten the idea into his head that he's in control... Which you realize that he actually, in truth, also is... Well, you just have to hope he listens to reason. "I will not stop." he simply replies, like the subject is non-negotiable. <<showDefiantDiscussion>> <<if $submissiveness > $defiance>>His tone, his confidence, his way of completely ignoring your opinion... Something about it makes you unable to resist the temptation of letting go and just submitting yourself completely to him. Yet, it also freightens you. However, you realize that if he actually wanted to harm you, there's nothing you can do to stop him. And, playing along with his games can't be all bad. People all over the world enjoy that kind of thing, don't they?<<else>>His tone, his confidence, his way of completely ignoring your opinion... Something about it makes it hard to resist the temptation of letting go and just submitting yourself to him. Yet, it also freightens you a lot. Tentatively you realize that if he actually wanted to harm you, there's nothing you can do to stop him. And, playing along with his games can't be all bad. People all over the world enjoy that kind of thing, don't they?<</if>> Clearly disappointed in you, Don says: "Crawl to the bedroom, sub." he instructs, pointing towards the staircase. You gulp, suddenly unable to move. You know what's in there, the locker with all of Don's bondage gear... Not wanting him to have a reason to slap you again, you... [[Reluctantly crawl to the bedroom|Crawl to the bedroom like the good girl you are]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-141.png">You lean forward, dropping down on all fours from your kneeling position. The mat is soft against your hands as you glance up at Don, who nods towards the staircase. One hand and leg at a time, you slowly crawl to the bedroom, very aware of your almost-complete nakedness and the view you're currently offering Don who's behind you in the living room. The thought of him enjoying seeing you like this makes you breathe faster, stirring something within you. Don follows you a few steps behind as you make your way to the bedroom door, push it open and crawl inside. He lights the lamp. "Get up on the bed. Lie down on your back, head towards the wall." Don instructs. Well, at least you can get up from the floor now, and lying down sure beats kneeling down... On all fours on the bedroom floor, Don towering over you, you... [[Get up on the bed]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-142.png"><<if $day2_clean_house is true>>You're happy that you cleaned the house: Now there's no dust or sand stuck on your knees and hands, having now crawled through the house to the bedroom.<<else>>The floor and mat are dirty and you notice there's sand and dust stuck on your knees and hands. You brush them off, wishing you'd cleaned the house.<</if>> Next, you crawl up into the bed, lying down on your back, wearing nothing but your underwear and a bra. Suddenly your heart is beating fast and deafeningly loud in your chest and your throat is dry. "You look extremely sexy right now, Amanda." Don says, standing next to the bed. Blushing, you simply acknowledge the statement as Don walks over to the locker. The drawers lets out a small grinding sound as he opens them, then he rummages around for a moment. Satisfied, he picks up and item: handcuffs. Well, what did you expect? He places them gently on your stomach, then takes a step back. "I want you to lock them on yourself: But only the left wrist." The handcuffs are familiar: You saw them in the locker yesterday... <<if $day2_refusals > 0>>You know what Don is capable of if you refuse to do as he says...<</if>> With trembling hands, you realize that the best course of action is to comply. <<if $submissiveness > $defiance>>Besides, the thought of tying yourself up in front of Don and making yourself completely helpess is a little bit thrilling, you have to admit to yourself...<</if>> [[Lock the handcuffs on your left wrist]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness + 1>> <<set $day2_consent to true>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-143.png">Don firmly guides your right arm upwards, towards the handcuffs that already pin your left arm to the ring hook attached to the wall just above bed. Willing or not, you find yourself not struggling against him and you register the sound of a lock clicking in place above your head, and Don saying: "Your submissiveness is real turn-on for me, you know..." You can't help but blush at what you're letting him do to you and his statement... Finally, he pulls away from you. A tug with your arms confirms it: You are now completely bound to the bed, hands locked together to the ring hook above your head... Sighing, you assess your predicament. The situation is quite the turn-on for you... Him forcefully tying you to the bed without asking was in a twisted way kind of hot... A shiver goes down your spine at the look Don is giving you right now. [[There's nothing you can do but wait for Don to do something|"I want you... to decide."]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $defiance to $defiance + 1>> <<set $day2_consent to false>> <<set $defiant_discussions to $defiant_discussions + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-145.png">You suddenly have a change of heart of sorts, or rather, an urge to not see things further. You pull away from Don and the ring hook of the bed at the same time: Pulling down your left arm, twisting your body away from Don and trying to free your right arm from his grasp. Somehow, you fail with all three things. Your left arm remains stuck to the ring hook, you realize in hindsight because Don has closed the other end of the handcuffs, making them too large to fit back through... Don has a firm grip of your arm and is much stronger than you, and so your right arm remains trapped in a tight hold, continuing upwards towards the waiting handcuffs... And your twist away from Don is stopped by him pinning you to the bed with his weight, leaving you breathless and stunned by the sudden pressure on your lungs. Weakened and defeated, you barely register the sound of a lock clicking in place above your head. Your cheeks are burning red-hot with humiliation... Finally, Don pulls away from you. A tug with your arms confirms it: You are now completely bound to the bed, hands locked together to the ring hook attached to the wall just above bed... You begin protesting loudly, but Don simply ignores you. Eventually, you stop your rambling complaining, sigh and assess your predicament. <<showDefiantDiscussion>> The situation would be quite the turn-on for you if you'd wanted this... But, well, actually if you're being honest with yourself... Him forcefully stopping you and tying you to the bed against your wish was in its own twisted way kind of hot... A shiver goes down your spine at the look Don is giving you right now. [[There's nothing you can do but wait for Don to do something|"I want you... to decide."]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $defiance to $defiance + 1>> <<set $defiant_discussions to $defiant_discussions + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-147.png">Before you have time to protest, he cuts through the fabric between your breasts. "Hey! You didn't need to ruin the bra..." is all you manage, helpessly tied to the ring hook on the wall as you are. Don simply smiles and with two additional cuts, completely ruins your bra. Then, with a smooth tug, he removes your destroyed bra and throws it on the floor. <<showDefiantDiscussion>> "Right. As a submissive, you don't need clothes, unless I specifically allow it." Don replies. One of his hands is tracing the smooth skin of your chest, circling your naked breasts. Glancing down, you notice that your nipples are involuntarily becoming hard from this predicament and his touch... Don then says: "Let's synchronize your behavioural matrix properly. Tell me what a good sub you are, and how you live only to serve me." He wants you to what... You gasp, but it comes out as a whimper. You can't say that, can you? Why would... The look on his face is very serious, and his hand has stopped tracing around your breasts. Instead, it has stopped, just below your left breast, cupping half of it gently. Bound to the bed, you say... [['"I am your good sub and I live only to serve you."'|proceed sub]] [['"I live to serve my dom."'|proceed sub]] [[Nothing. You defiantly stare him in the eyes.|proceed def]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-149.png">His hand now moves down, over your belly, and he nods at your statement. "Good. It makes me happy that you recognize your place." Don says, hand still moving down. It goes over your belly, towards your underwear... You realize then that he's still holding the scissors in his other hand... Ever-so-slightly, he tugs at the fabric between your legs, up... The fabric softly digs into your pussy... You realize you're getting wet. Fucking hell, his teasing is really starting to get to you... "Beg me to remove your panties, little sub. I know you want it..." Don whispers, his fingers finding their way inside your underwear... Stopping just above your clitoris, his hand warm and steady... Your breathing quickens. <<if $defiant_discussions > 0>>You remember his words. Your nature. The need to punish you if you step out of line...<</if>> <<if $day2_consent is true>><<if $submissiveness > $defiance>>You're beginning to get really horny... You find yourself unable to resist and say:<<else>>You're beginning to get a bit horny... It's hard to resist him now, and you finally manage to say:<</if>><<else>><<if $submissiveness > $defiance>>You did not agree to this, not to this extent, but you're beginning to get really horny... You find it hard to resist and finally manage to say:<<else>>You did not agree to this, not to this extent. Still, you're beginning to get a bit horny... It's hard to resist him now, and you finally manage to say:<</if>><</if>> [["Please remove my panties..."]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $defiance to $defiance + 1>> <<set $show_defiant_discussions to false>> <<if $defiant_discussions is 0>> <<set $defiant_discussions to $defiant_discussions + 1>> <<set $show_defiant_discussions to true>> <</if>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-150.png">You defy his order, saying nothing. <<if $day2_consent is true>>He may have gotten you tied to the bed, but you did not sign up for this...<</if>><<if $defiant_discussions is true>><<showDefiantDiscussion>><</if>> Don stops cupping your breast and instead moves his hand up, slowly, towards your nipple. When it's clear you're not giving in and saying the thing he wants to hear, he suddenly pinches your nipple, hard, twisting it. It feels like it's about to break and pop right off! The sudden deep pain makes you scream and thrash on the bed. Finally, what feels like an eternity but couldn't have been more than a few seconds, Don releases your nipple. Gasping and shuddering, but still tied to the bed, you look up at Don. "Please, Don't..." you start, but he hushes you. "Don't fight your programming. You know what to say Amanda, just say you're a submissive who lives to serve his dom." he says, gently touching your right breast with his hand this time. You gulp, and realizing that this punishment could go on forever, you say... [['"Fine! I am your good sub and I live only to serve you! There, happy!?"'|proceed sub]] [['"I live only to serve my dom..."'|proceed sub]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-151.png">Your voice is a whimper as you struggle to concentrate. Don smiles, pulling down your panties two inches, fingers brushing over your clitoris. You shudder with anticipation, but Don moves on, leaving you wanting more. A few careful cuts with his scissors make short work of your panties, and he pulls them from your legs, throwing them next to your ruined bra on the floor. "Don't worry, I'll buy you new ones. Something even hotter." Don murmurs to you. You're now completely naked, helpessly tied to the ring hook on the wall, with Don standing over you next to the bed... [[Powerless, you simply wait for Don to do something...]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-153.png"><<if $submissiveness > $defiance>>It's beginning to get harder and harder to resist Don, lying as you are on the bed, hands cuffed together to the ring hook above you on the wall...<<else>>You still find an ounce of resistance, but it's beginning to get harder and harder to resist Don... Finding yourself tied to the bed like this, completely naked...<</if>> Damn. You realize that you're enjoying this a bit too much... Unable to cover yourself, you simply lie there, letting Don see the entirety of your naked body, your curvy breasts, your exposed pussy... His eyes dart over you, drinking in the beauty of your naked, bound, shape. Eventually, he goes to the locker, pulling out another item. It's a feather, of all things. Is he going to... With wide eye you realize that yes he is... "No, stop! AAAH!" you shout loudly, laughing as Don starts tickling you all over with the feather, moving from head to toes, finding the places that tickle the most. You thrash and turn, laughing and crying as he tickles you mercilessly. "Sto-hop, pli-hiis!" you manage between laughs. You've turned on your belly at this point, on your knees, in an attempt to hide from the feather, and Don takes the opportunity to loudly spank your exposed ass with the flat of his hand. "Ow!" you manage, feeling a throbbing redness spreading on your freshly smacked ass. "I hope you're enjoying this as much as I am." Don says, stopping the tickling. Then he gently turns you around, your back once again against the bed. You do not resist, gasping for air as you are... Don then pulls out another item from the locker. It's a rope. With experienced hands, Don grabs both of your legs at the same time, pulls them through a loop in the rope, then begins wrapping your ankles and shins in rope. "Wait a minute..." you begin protesting. It all happened so fast that you barely had time to realize what was happening, and by the time you began resisting, he's already wrapped your legs tightly together. Your heart skips a beat at this turn of events. <<if $submissiveness < $defiance>>"Maybe this is enough for today..." You weakly manage to comment, but Don ignores you.<</if>> [[Watch helpessly as Don ties your legs]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-154.png">Eventually, he's finished, and you can feel your legs are now fully bound. Even with all your might you cannot pull your legs apart. He's not going to... Yes he is, you realize... Don pulls you away from the wall so that your arms are outstretched as far as they can go, given that they're bound with handcuffs to the ring hook in the wall. He pulls your legs down towards the foot of the bed so that your whole body is stretched out, rendering you almost completely immobile. This position is quite uncomfortable... You let out a yelp in protest as he ties the rope to one of the bed's feet. You remain there, pinned between to the foot of bed and the ring hook on the wall, wrists locked together above your head, feet bound together by ropes, pulling you in two directions at the same time. Now you can barely turn your body to the side, that's how tightly pinned you are. "Don... This is..." you begin to protest, uncomfortable. This position has left you even more vulnerable and helpess than you already were... Don hushes your protests by placing a hand on your mouth. "Hush now Amanda. We're just getting started..." he says, his hand forcefully keeping your mouth shut, forcing you to breathe through your nose, your protests muffled. You stare on him with wide eyes. [[Muffled by Don, there's nothing you can do...]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-155.png">In case there was a part of your android brain that still thought you're getting out of this situation easily, you now realize with absolute certainty that you aren't... Tied this tightly, there's nothing you can do but watch as Don pulls away from you and grabs something from the locker... Then picks up something from the floor... You cannot see what from your angle, but your guess is... Yes, your guess is right as he comes back, standing next to you. "What are you..." you start to ask, but Don simply leans over you, then with his strong hands forces your mouth open. "..ey!" you shout, trying to close your mouth. In a swift move, Don shoves your ruined underwear into your mouth, filling it completely. You choke as his fingers push it even deeper. If only you could push it out with your tongue... But he stops you. Then, equally fast, he grabs the duct-tape he took from the locker, and places a large piece on your mouth. Fuck... He holds your head still, pressing it hard against your skin, then pats you on your cheek. Throughout this you're unable to do a thing and now you lie there on the bed, completely immobile by your bindings, and now you have your underwear filling your mouth and duct-tape gagging you... Your mouth is filling with saliva as you bite into the fabric of your underwear, trying not to accidentally swallow them... There's nothing you can do to remove it now with the duct-tape blocking the only exit... Breathing through your nose, you stare at Don. Who suddenly leaves you, going downstairs! You stare after him in confusion. Is he going to leave you like this!? What the hell... [[Hope that Don returns]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $defiance to $defiance + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-157.png">Muffled screams come through the gag as you shout for him to stop. And of course, he ignores you... Don turns the candle sideways, letting a drop of candle wax fall... With wide eyes you stare at its descent... Then it impacts with your belly, sending a scolding hot shock through your system. "MMMM!! is all you manage through the gag. With his other hand, Don puts the ice-cube on your belly, right next to the hot wax... The difference is confusing to say the least and you desperately try to wriggle away from the ice-cold cube, without success of course... Don drips more wax on you, leaving a trail from your belly towards your legs. Throughout the process, you scream into the gag and wriggle under the coolness of the ice-cube trailing the hot wax. This continues until the ice-cube has melted and half the candle is burned up... It must be a solid 5 minutes later and you finally glance down at your body. There are chunks of cool wax stuck everywhere. Your skin is red from the ice and the heat, more so around the cooling wax clumps. You bite into the fabric in your mouth and try to calm your breathing... Don leaves you alone again, but this time he quickly returns, with a wet towel and what looks like a credit card. He methodically goes through every clump of wax stuck on your body, removing one piece at a time, wiping with the towel and scratching with the credit card-looking thing. Upon closer look you see it's a library card. [[Exhausted, wait for Don to clean you up]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-157.png">There's no point screaming or shouting, you know it. Instead, you watch silently as Don turns the candle sideways, letting a drop of candle wax fall... With wide eyes you stare at its descent... Then it impacts with your belly, sending a scolding hot shock through your system. Involuntarily, you shout through the gag: "MMMM!! With his other hand, Don puts the ice-cube on your belly, right next to the hot wax... The difference is confusing to say the least and you desperately try to wriggle away from the ice-cold cube, without success of course... Don drips more wax on you, leaving a trail from your belly towards your legs. Throughout the process, you scream into the gag and wriggle under the coolness of the ice-cube trailing the hot wax. This continues until the ice-cube has melted and half the candle is burned up... It must be a solid 5 minutes later and you finally glance down at your body. There are chunks of cool wax stuck everywhere. Your skin is red from the ice and the heat, more so around the cooling wax clumps. You bite into the fabric in your mouth and try to calm your breathing... Don leaves you alone again, but this time he quickly returns, with a wet towel and what looks like a credit card. He methodically goes through every clump of wax stuck on your body, removing one piece at a time, wiping with the towel and scratching with the credit card-looking thing. Upon closer look you see it's a library card. [[Exhausted, wait for Don to clean you up]]

<<silently>> <<fadeInMusicFunction "confront1">> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-159.jpg"><<set $day2_don_chokes_you to false>>The hot-and-cold "treatment" (more like torture) has left you completely exhausted. You simply lie there, shutting your eyes for a moment, taking deep breaths through your nose. At this point, you don't even feel the handcuffs on your wrists or ropes on your ankles... Methodically, Don is removing candle wax from your arms, belly, thighs, legs and breasts. He heats them up with the warm towel, then scrapes with the library card. From time to time, he goes to the bathroom to reheat and wet the towel again. The scraping hurts a bit, but at this point you don't care. You just lie there, waiting, groggily keeping your eyes shut. Finally, he appears to be done. Slowly, you open your eyes to inspect the damage. Your skin is red practically everywhere, less so in some places, more so in others. You glance at Don with an angry frown. "You've been a good girl Amanda. I think this is enough for today." Don says, stroking your hair. Well it's about time... With a pair of scissors, he slowly pulls off the duct-tape gagging your mouth, carefully peeling it off. The ruined underwear are still in your mouth, sogging wet from your saliva, which Don unfazed grabs and pulls out. Mouth finally free, you work your jaw and breathe in fresh air, smacking your lips. Don moves on to your legs and starts working on loosening the ropes. First, he releases the knot keeping your legs tied to the foot of the bed. Then, he carefully unravels the ropes wrapped around your ankles and legs. You can feel a tingling sensation in your toes as the ropes loosen. Finally, your legs are free... [[Wait for him to untie you]] <<if $submissiveness < $defiance>>[[Kick Don in the face]]<<else>><<if $day2_consent is false>>[[Kick Don in the face]]<</if>><</if>>

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $defiance to $defiance + 2>> <<set $day2_kicked_don to true>> <<set $defiant_discussions to $defiant_discussions + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-160.png">Don's face is right there, next to you legs... You're angry with him, with what he's had you go through... Steadying yourself with your left leg and torso, carefully aiming, you switfly kick towards his head. Don must have been expecting you to do something like that, because his strong arms grab your leg mid-air. Growling, he painfully twists your leg, bringing it back down to the bed, pinning your tighly. <<showDefiantDiscussion>> "Right. I'll let go of your legs, as soon as you plead for forgiveness. Show me your submissive nature. Show me that you function correctly and stay within your defined boundaries. I must punish you if you defy me, you know this." he concludes, ready to let go of your legs, ready to untie you from the hook in the wall... [[Pleading ask for forgiveness]] [[Stay defiant]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $defiance to $defiance + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-160.png">Frustration and a little bit of anger is boiling in you, making you unable to think clearly. At this point, saying sorry would be the safe choice, but you simply cannot do it... You still want to kick him hard in the face. Sensing your anger, Don grabs both of your legs in his right arm. He really is surprisingly strong for an AI scientist... You cannot wriggle free from his clutch, no matter how much you thrash and kick with your legs. "I tried to warn you. I'm sorry about this..." he mutters, then, with his free hand, he hits you in the stomach... All the air in your artificial lungs disappear as he punches. Gasping for air, you're like a fish out of water, now hanging in Don's arm limp like a sack of potatoes... "I need to make sure your behavioural matrix knows disobedience is bad. And to really make sure you and it understands...." he says, still holding you pinned down onto the bed, trapping your legs. "I'm not mad at you, Amanda. It's your neural network that isn't working as it should. For your own good, show me your submissive side. Tell me how sorry you are for disobeying." he continues, his eyes cool, yet almost apologetic. [[Gasping for air, you plead for forgiveness|Pleading ask for forgiveness]] [[Gasping for air, you manage to tell him to go fuck himself!]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-161.png">You realize your mistake, and your vulnerability. "Sorry, please... I'm sorry Don, I don't know what I was thinking..." you manage to say, pleading him to forgive you. "Don't try something like that again, and remember your nature." Don says, a fierce look in his eyes. "I won't, and I will... I'm sorry..." you weakly reply... So this is how it's going to be like from now on... Don has fully embraced the fact that you're a submissive sex android and he needs to keep you in check, by any means necessary. That leaves you... With no real choices at all, unless you want to be punished. [[Let Don unlock your handcuffs|Wait for him to untie you]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-163.png">You realize what it's going to be like from now on... Don has fully embraced the fact that you're a submissive sex android and he needs to keep you in check, by any means necessary. That leaves you... With no real choices at all, unless you want to be punished. Weakly, you manage to nod your surrender to Don, who immediately lets go of your throat. You gratefully gasp for air, staring at Don like you're seeing him for the first time. "I'm sorry I had to use such extreme measures. Again, it's not you I'm trying to punish, it's your neural network." Don tries to explain, but his explanation rings hollow to you. Weak, confused and frustrated, you simply lie there on the bed and... [[Let Don unlock your handcuffs|Wait for him to untie you]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-165.png">The shower and bath have become very familiar to you, the part in the house where you feel the most comfortable and shielded. In no hurry, you shower for a long time, just reflecting on what happened... Don took complete control of that situation and the way he did it... There is no mistaking it... <<if $submissiveness < $defiance>>Although you've tried your best to refuse Don whenever possible...<</if>><<if $day2_consent is false>> You did not want him to tie you to the bed, but...<</if>> In a perverse way, you enjoyed being treated like that. Being tied, unable to move, him doing whatever he likes... Even the wax and the ice, now in hindsight... It wasn't so bad. Sure, it hurt, but not in a bad way... And the underwear in your mouth... You gulp as you remember. That was sort of hot... <<if $day2_kicked_on is true>>But you shouldn't have tried to kick him... He did not like that at all. <</if>><<if $day2_don_chokes_you is true>>But you can still feel a weak pain in your throat from where Don choked you. You'd best be careful around him... He must be a bit sadistic. That or he just dutifully keeps your behavioural matrix in check, enforcing your actions to stay within intended parameters and all that...<</if>> You continue showering for a good while. [[Finish your shower]]

<<silently>> <<fadeInMusicFunction "home_alone2">> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-166.png">Calm, relaxed and clean, you're done and dry yourself with the towel and your hair with the hairdrier. You walk downstairs. As you enter the living room, wrapped in the towel, an amazing smell greets you. It comes from the kitchen. Don is humming to himself and you hear something sizzling in the kitchen. Silently, you walk back to the bedroom, leaving Don alone for now. You notice he's thrown your underwear and ruined bra in the trash. Just as well... They were destroyed anyway... It doesn't take you long to find fresh boxers, Don's of course, from the drawers in the bedroom. Better than nothing... You put them on. But you cannot find another bra. Oh well, you'll have to go without one for now... You put back on the jeans and the shirt you've been wearing thus far. Happy with having clothes back on, you join Don in the kitchen. [[Help him with the cooking]] [[Wait for him to finish the cooking]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-167.png">"What are we cooking? Can I help?" you ask Don. He turns around, a smile on his face. "Yes! Please make a salad from whatever vegetables you find. I'm frying schnitzels, with an assortment of fried roots." he points to two frying pans on the stove. In one, there's a couple of bread-coated steaks. In the other, as Don said, a mix of various roots, such as chopped carrots, potatoes... at least that's your guess. You don't really recognize anything else based on the color alone. "Will do." you say, noticing a knife next to a cutting board on one of the surfaces. <<if $day2_don_chokes_you is true>>Just like that, the two of you are back to talking casually, like he didn't just choke you... But at this point, you just want to forget that ever happened... <</if>>You open the fridge. There's some cucumber... Some paprika... Some lettuce... And some tomatoes. Don really has filled the fridge with all sorts of things. You grab the items and move to the cutting board, placing the vegetables around it. You find a bowl large enough for a salad. The smell of the schnitzels are making you mouth water. You grab the knife. [[Make a salad|eat day 2]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-167.png">As you enter the kitchen, Don turns around, a smile on his face. "Please make yourself comfortable. We're having a fresh salad, schnitzels and an assortment of fried roots." he points to two frying pans on the stove. In one, there's a couple of bread-coated steaks. In the other, as Don said, a mix of various roots, such as chopped carrots, potatoes... at least that's your guess. You don't really recognize anything else based on the color alone. "Sounds delicious." you say, sitting down on one of the chairs by the table. <<if $day2_don_chokes_you is true>>Just like that, the two of you are back to talking casually, like he didn't just choke you... But at this point, you just want to forget that ever happened...<</if>> A moment later Don opens the fridge, bringing out some cucumber... Some paprika... Some lettuce... And some tomatoes. He's really filled the fridge with all sorts of things. He begins chopping up a salad while the roots and schnitzels fry on the pans. The smell of the schnitzels are making you mouth water. [[Wait for Don to be done|eat day 2]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-169.png">The salad is ready, the schnitzels and roots too. Don and you sit down by the table. He pours some juice for you. The two of you fill your plates with food. You're really hungry even though you ate what... Four hours ago? The energy-meter on your wrist confirms this, it's now orange. The food is delicious. "I'll buy you some new underwear and bras and bring them tomorrow, don't worry." Don says in between chews. You simply nod. He'd better... He's the one that ruined them... <<if $day2_talked_about_entertainment is false>>[[Small talk|small talk entertainment missing]]<<else>>[[Just focus on eating|small talk end]]<</if>>

<img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-170.png">You find yourself unable to discuss what happened in the bedroom, at least for now. The two of you eat in silence a moment. <<if $day2_clean_house is true>>"I noticed you cleaned the house while I was gone. I appreciate that. This place hasn't been this clean since... Well I can't remember. Stellar job Amanda." Don says. You acknowledge the praise with a small nod and say: "It was nothing... It's not like I had much else to do here..." The entertainment options in this house were quite abysmal today, what with not even the TV working...<<else>><<if $day2_read_the_book is true>>"So, what were you up to today? Besides tying yourself to the bed..." Don asks, a small smile on his lips. You chew on the food thoughtfully. You did pick up the books... "I read a book... Umm, fourty shades of brown..." The answer comes almost like a whisper. "Mmhm. A bit mainstream, but still a good read. Is that what made you...?" he queries, cocking his head. Well, that could be one of the reasons why you did it... You shrug. "Maybe... I don't know..." you answer, honestly. Don simply nods at your answer.<</if>><</if>> "You know... The TV isn't working..." you comment, pointing towards the living room with your fork. Frowning, he gets up and walks to the living room.. "That can't be right..." Well if there was a way to get that thing working, you sure didn't know what it was. Don is humming to himself and you glance at him through the kitchen door. "Well that's annoying..." Finally there's sounds coming from the TV. "Ahaa!" Trumphant, he comes back to the kitchen, sitting down at the table, two remotes in hand. Astonished, you ask: "What did you do!?" "I switch source..." he points at the remote. "... to Smart TV". Not believing your eyes, you stare at the remote, then Don, then the remote again. Well that was easy. He smiles. "Then, once that is on, you can change channels with the other remote..." he holds up his hand, showing you the other remote. "May I?" You ask, holding out your hand. "Sure." Don hands over the second remote. [[Try it out]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-172.png">It doesn't take long until the plates are empty, both of you focusing on the food. Eventually, you feel the need to discuss what happened in the bedroom... You clear your throat and Don looks up. "Is that what you want? I mean with what happened in..." you nod towards the bedroom. Don leans back in his chair, looking straight in your eyes. "Yes, and much more." he replies. You figured as much, but still felt the need to ask. Right now you feel you have a pretty good understanding of this side of Don. He likes to be in control and likes it when you're submissive, that is clear... "I do enjoy when you're completely submissive." <<if $defiant_discussions > 0>>"But I will use you, like your programming demands, even if you refuse. To ensure you stay compliant with your behavioural matrix." he continues. Yes, he's made that perfectly clear... <</if>>There's a twisted allure with Don... Something about his way of talking and even just sitting there, watching you... It's hard to put it to words, but it's a certain quality that makes you drawn to him, even though he just admitted that he wants you to be completely submissive. This dark desire of his, it's like nothing you were prepared for when you woke up. The memories that you have, not real memories but learned, did not prepare you for this. Yes, you can understand where he's coming from. And yes, you can understand the appeal from both sides: His as the dom, and yours as the sub. And yet, intrinsically feel that you shouldn't find this interesting, and yet, you do. Despite everything he's done to you... A part of you wants more. The realization freightens you... "Did you enjoy it?" Don then asks, breaking your chain-of-thought. For a moment you hesitate, going through your emotions once more. Then, you reply: [['"I... I actually did, yes..."'|did enjoy]] <<if $submissiveness > $defiance>>[['"Maybe... I don't know..."'|not enjoy]]<<else>>[['"No, not so much..."'|not enjoy]]<</if>>

<img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-171.png">You go to the living room, remotes in hand. It doesn't take long for you to figure out how to change channels, now that you got the bloody thing working. There are so many to choose from! The list goes to the hundreds... Overwhelmed by the possibilities, you put down the remote and return to the kitchen. You're not yet done with your meal. "Thanks, there was also another thing I wanted to talk about." you say, facing Don. "Yeah?" he cocks his head. "Yeah. These clothes..." you gesture at the things you're wearing. "They're yours, right?" He looks apologetically at you. "Yes... Well, not clothes I've worn, but... Yeah.. I uh, didn't have time to shop clothes when I was transporting you... I'll see what I can to, bring something tomorrow. Sounds good? I think you're what... An M, surely not an L?" The letters don't directly translate to sizes of clothing to you, so you shrug. "Well I'll grab some different sizes... Should be a 30-days return time for those things anyway..." That sounds good to you, and you simply reply "Thanks..." then turn your attention back to the food. [[Continue eating|small talk end]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness + 2>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-173.png">You answer truthfully: You did enjoy the experience. Being bound, him doing what he wanted... And the fact that you couldn't do a thing to stop him... Don nods, then says: "I'm glad. We'll have plenty of time to explore more in the future..." he rises and begins clearing the dishes. [[Help wash the dishes|clear dishes]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-174.png">Your answer is not what Don was hoping to hear, that is clear, but he simply shrugs. "That's alright. But for as long as I'm putting myself at risk by researching how to disable the failsafe, and having helped you this far..." he cocks his head. "I'll be expecting something in return. Remember: You're not a human. You're an android. I should've let them destroy you: that's the lawful thing to do. Instead, you're here, active. Illegal and banned technology for all intents and purposes. I hope you'll make all this worth the risk." his words sting, hurtful, but you recognize the truth in them. He is right. You are not welcome in this world, in fact, you're explicitly banned as illegal technology. There are no rights that protect you, like regular humans... Don could do anything he wants with you, because you are outside the law... And yet, he is also outside the law, simply for having keeping you active and not destroying you in the first place. Two outlaws, in fact, that will both be in trouble should anyone find out. "I hope you understand what I'm saying." Don says calmly, then rises and begins clearing the dishes. Yet you sit there on the chair, baffled. "You can show me that you understand by washing the dishes." he says, picking up plates and moving them to the sink. [[You understand - wash the dishes|clear dishes]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-175.png"><<set $day2_watch_movie to false>>You start washing the dishes while Don brings everything from the table to the sink. He leaves you to it and goes to the living room, presumably to watch TV. You continue washing the dishes for a moment, and before long, it's done. Then you join him in the living room. Don is not watching TV, in fact it's turned off. Instead, he's over by the failsafe machine... The one keeping your movement restricted to the proximity of the house, or else you'll get shocked. "Any progress on how to disable that thing?" you ask, standing next to him and the machine. "No, not really. But I have an idea what to look for." he says. You notice he has a screwdriver, which he's now uses to open the box. The inside is a mess of wires and components. Don takes out his phone. "I'll need this for reference when I'm looking at information at the institute... But still, this box is not the biggest problem, the bigger problem is the component inside you and how to disable that without it permanently shutting you down..." he explains, snapping a few photos of the device's insides. He closes the lid and screws it back on. "But it's possible?" you ask, adamant to get some clear answers. "I'm only 80% sure that it's possible right now... I will know more tomorrow." is Don's unsatisfying answer. That doesn't sound very promising... But you simply nod: It'll have to do for now. Finished with his investigation, Don sighs, then slumps down on the couch. He puts on the TV, searching for something to watch. "Do you want to watch a movie?" he asks, signalling for you to sit down on the couch next to him, like he hadn't just poured hot candle wax all over you less than an hour ago... Indeed, now that you think of it, you do want to watch a movie. You are curious to see more of the world, first-hand, rather than learned memories that aren't yours. However, the question is if you want to do it with Don... [[Sure, sounds like fun]] [[I'm not in the mood...]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-001.png">You say the words, but in the darkness of your mind, you cannot hear yourself. Silence follows your statement. "The EEG machine is picking up brain activity: you seem to respond to my voice, this is good." the voice answers, right next to you. You don't recognize the term, nor do you understand the meaning exactly, but he seems to have heard you: Yet not understood you. "Can you move your toes?" the voice asks. Toes, yes you know what those are and where they are. What a silly question. You look down. In the complete darkness of your mind, you have no legs. How can you move something that you cannot see? Your thoughtful pause is interrupted by the voice of the man: "Just put all your thoughts into moving your toes, you can do it." [[Concentrate hard on moving your toes]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $chapter_1_just_get_me_out_of_this_darkness to false>> <<set $chapter_1_promise_to_thank_him_after_darkness to true>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-012.png"><<if $chapter_1_sqeeze_hand is true>>The man has essentially, taking advantage of your helpless body.<<else>> The man has essentially, painfully shocked you with electricity, almost making you faint from the pain.<</if>> The realization makes you feel strange, but it's probably best to keep the man in a good mood... You tell him that if he helps you out of this darkness, you'll be more grateful. "Good, speaking of, let's get your eyes working, yes?" the man says. Instintively you... [[Touch your face]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-147.png">You nod... You want him to cut the bra... That act of dominance makes you squirm with delight... Don cuts through the fabric between your breasts. There's nothing you can do to stop him, helpessly tied to the ring hook on the wall as you are. Don simply smiles and with two additional cuts, completely ruins your bra. Then, with a smooth tug, he removes your destroyed bra and throws it on the floor. "As my submissive, you don't need clothes, unless I specifically allow it." Don replies. One of his hands is tracing the smooth skin of your chest, circling your naked breasts. Glancing down, you notice that your nipples are involuntarily becoming hard from this predicament and his touch... Don then says: "Tell me what a good sub you are, and how you live only to serve me." He wants you to what... You gasp, but it comes out as a whimper. You can't say that, can you? Why would... The look on his face is very serious, and his hand has stopped tracing around your breasts. Instead, it has stopped, just below your left breast, cupping half of it gently. Bound to the bed, you say... [['"I am your good sub and I live only to serve you."'|proceed sub]] [['"I live to serve my dom."'|proceed sub]] [[Nothing. You defiantly stare him in the eyes.|proceed def]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-176.jpg"><<set $day2_watch_movie to true>>You sit down on the couch next to him as he searches for a movie with the remote. The "smart" TV as Don had called it, and the source on the remote also indicates, is not so smart after all you decide, since he still has to manually find a movie... In the "popular right now" subsection, he finds something: "Out of Knives 3". "It's a murder mystery, pretty funny detective." Don explains. "Same actor as the latest Bames Jond movies." he explains. You don't know what those movies are, so you simply shrug. "Sounds interesting." A few minutes into the movie, with a few characters introduced, Don suddenly stands up. "I forgot, I bought snacks!" then he goes to the kitchen. A moment later he returns, drinks, crisps and candy in hand. "Impressive haul." you offer with a raised eyebrow. You estimate that's enough to feed 10 people, surely. "Ah, rather too much than too little." he replies with a wink, then places everything on the low table in the living room, in front of the couch. You grab a bag and analyze the content, first with your eyes, then your nose, and finally you put one of the crisps in your mouth. Some sort of cheese-taste, crunchy. It's alright. You sample some more bags, then choose your favourite, grabbing a soda as well. It's refreshing and bubbly. Somewhere half-way through the movie, Don puts an arm around you without glancing your way. His attention is fully on the detective in the movie, investigating a perplexing set of circumstances. His arm weighs down on your shoulders... [[In a nice way. Lean on his shoulder.]] [[In an uncomfortable way. But, you endure it.]] [[In an unwelcome way. You pull away.]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-181.png">After everything that has happened today, you're really not in the mood to watch a movie, at least not with Don. "I understand. Is there something else you wanted to do?" he queries. Well, a part of you just wants him to leave, give you some time alone to gather your thoughts. However, you need to know why he enjoys it... You ask: [['"Could you explain your fascination with bdsm?"'|Could you explain your fascination with bdsm a bit more]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness +1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-177.png">The weight is strangely comforting and you embrace it, leaning into him, resting your head on his shoulder. The two of you spend the rest of the movie snuggling and eating snacks. It was a decent enough movie, although you didn't quite understand all the details. The sun is setting outside: it's getting late. Don clears away the snacks, back to the kitchen, and shuts off the TV. "I need to get back to town before dark." he explains, apologetically. Before he goes, there's a question that's been bothering you for some time... [['"Could you explain your fascination with bdsm?"'|Could you explain your fascination with bdsm a bit more]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-178.png">The weight is uncomfortable, but you do nothing to acknowledge it. Eventually, Don notices your reluctance and takes his arm back. You sigh, silently, with relief. The two of you spend the rest of the movie eating snacks, in silence. It was a decent enough movie, although you didn't quite understand all the details. The sun is setting outside: it's getting late. Don clears away the snacks, back to the kitchen, and shuts off the TV. "I need to get back to town before dark." he explains, apologetically. Before he goes, there's a question that's been bothering you for some time... [['"Could you explain your fascination with bdsm?"'|Could you explain your fascination with bdsm a bit more]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $defiance to $defiance +1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-179.png">You don't want the weight of his arm on you, not now. You gently pull away, making some distance between you and him. You sigh with relief when Don simply takes his arm back and continues watching the movie... The two of you spend the rest of the movie eating snacks, in silence. It was a decent enough movie, although you didn't quite understand all the details. The sun is setting outside: it's getting late. Don clears away the snacks, back to the kitchen, and shuts off the TV. "I need to get back to town before dark." he explains, apologetically. Before he goes, there's a question that's been bothering you for some time... [['"Could you explain your fascination with bdsm?"'|Could you explain your fascination with bdsm a bit more]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-181.png">Genuinely curious, and puzzled, you ask him to explain his fascination with bdsm. He leans back in the couch, eyeing you up and down. Finally, he says: "Well... I find regular relationships and sex boring." Right, that aspect you understand well enough. "When did it start? This fascination?" you find yourself asking. "Honestly, I think I've always had this side of me, even before my marriage. It's just that I've rarely had a chance to practice it." <<if $defiant_discussions > 0>>He pauses. "You could say that you were born with that side as well, in a way."<</if>> So, born with it? Not an external factor? That makes sense. You continue: "So you and your wife...?" Don raises his hand as if to make a point. "Ex-wife. And no, she didn't like it." he sighs. "What about, others?" you query. Don shrugs. "My ex-wife was my first love and first sexual experience, so nothing before that. And well, during... We tried it a few times, but she hated it. And no, I'm not a guy who cheats. Since the divorce... A few times, different women each time." So, multiple women after his divorce. "They wanted it?" you ask. Don nods. "We met specifically on platforms where people look for that." It all makes sense now. His reason for helping you... "So the reason you didn't let them destroy me..." you can't even finish the sentence. You feel deeply disturbed... Does he only see you as a thing to take advantage of. Sensing your troubled thoughts, Don leans closer and gently grabs your hands, shaking his head. "My goal is to help you, Amanda. In time, with the failsafes inactivated, and bigger news than banned rogue AI on everyone's minds... You can be your own woman in this world. You could be like everyone else." he reassures you, then continues: "And while we wait, I would like to continue what we've started." he says.<<if $defiant_discussions > 0>> Then adds: "It's for your own good too, you know, keeping you within the accepted boundaries of your programming."<</if>> Your mind is a bit overwhelmed right now, and all you manage to say is... [['"I... Need some time to think. Alone."'|I... Need some time to think. Alone.]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-182.jpg">You answer truthfully: right now what you need is to be left alone, think about everything that he's said and... done... Don nods his understanding. "Sure, I have to get back to town anyway. I'll be back again tomorrow, around 4 PM, with new clothes, underwear and bras." he smiles and gets up. He's about to walk past you to the front door, but pauses right next to you. He puts a hand on your shoulder, not a comforting touch, but an assertive one, and says: "But when I get home, I expect you to be waiting naked with a blindfold on, hands cuffed behind your back, on your knees here in the living room. Understand?" Did you hear right? He wants you to... You blink, confused. He doesn't let go of the grip on your shoulder until you give the tiniest nod of understanding. In truth, you aren't even aware of your nod, it was almost like a reflex... "Good. I look forward to seeing you tomorrow." he continues, releases his grip on your shoulder and walks to the front door. A moment later, he's ready, and waves his farewell, a warm smile on his lips. And then he's gone. You can hear the car engine start and the vehicle leaving the yard. For a moment you simply stare after him, confused, unable to think clear thoughts... Eventually, you don't know how much later, you snap out of it. Alone in the house, you decide to... <<if $day2_watch_movie is true>>[[Watch more TV|Watch TV day 2 end]]<<else>>[[Watch TV|Watch TV day 2 end]]<</if>>

<img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-183.png">You decide to <<if $day2_watch_movie is true>>continue watching TV<<else>>watch TV alone<</if>>, with Don gone. You sail through the channels until you find something interesting. A serious-looking woman is talking into the screen, like she's talking right to you. "BB News" is written in the top left corner of the screen. Below, lots of small text is passing from right to left, small news-stories not important enough for the woman to talk about. Fascinated by her way of talking, and the things she's saying, you watch and listen. The woman on TV announces: "Denmark's former secretary of state Johan Larsen had pleaded not guilty of corruption a day after his arrest sparked massive protests. Over 2000 people have been arrested, the police say, and sixteen people have died nationwide in the protests." She changes subject: "Drug lord Beneres Gritt has been released from the German jail after only serving 1 year out of his 30 year sentence. The unusual circumstances and little known facts about the release have experts pointing out corruption as the most likely reason. Threat of violence by drug cartels may also play a large part." Hm. Seems the world is a pretty dangerous place with violent protests and drug lords being released from jail because the states are too afraid of the gang's power... The TV reporter continues: "The body of Emma Johnsson has been found. Police are investigating the event as planned murder and kidnapping. Emma and two other women, Hanna Downton and Jessica Woodsman, went missing over three months ago. The girls all studied at the University of Cambridge." Well that's... unsettling. Why are all the news bad? The woman continues: "And on to the climate. Heat records continue to be broken across the globe. Droughs are expected to fail crops in southern Europe. The sea-level has risen by 5cm since 2012." That doesn't sound good either... "That's it for now. I've been Amanda Holland, and this was BB News." You perk up at the name. Another Amanda! Did Don get the idea from this woman, or is it pure coincidence? You shrug and continue watching TV until it's complete dark outside, jumping from channel to channel. [[Go to bed|go to bed day 2 end]]

<<silently>> <<set $current_music_volume_display to ($music_volume * 100)>> <</silently>><h1 style="font-family: Elianto, Verdana">Config Menu</h1>NOTE: The config menu does not store your changes if you are in the very first passage of the game (the one asking if you're 18 or older). <<if $jp_show_images is true>>Showing images: TRUE<<else>>Showing images: FALSE<</if>> <<if $settings_day_mode is true>>Background: Day mode<<else>>Background: Night mode<</if>> Music volume is set to: $current_music_volume_display % Font size set to: $system_font_size Image control: [[Show images (text and image experience) (default)|Show images (text and image experience)]] [[Hide images (pure text experience)]] Color control: [[Enable DAY mode (light background) (default)|Enable DAY mode (light background)]] [[Enable NIGHT mode (dark background)]] Music volume control: [[Set music volume to 0%]] [[Set music volume to 20% (default)|Set music volume to 20%]] [[Set music volume to 50%]] [[Set music volume to 100%]] Font size: [[Set font-size to small]] [[Set font-size to medium (default)|Set font-size to medium]] [[Set font-size to large]] Return to game: <<link "Back to story" $back_to_passage_title>><</link>>

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-202.png"><<set $day3_breakfast to "Pancakes and maple syrup">>Everything you come up with sounds delicious, but you end making some pancakes for yourself. The recipe is literally right there on the side of the bag of flour. You crack some eggs, pour in some milk, mix it and add the flour. Soon, the smell on pancakes fills the house. You find some maple syrup to complete the breakfast. You place the stack of pancakes, and the maple syrup, on the table. But what do you want to drink? [[Coffee]] [[Milk]] [[Juice]] [[Water]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-202.png"><<set $day3_breakfast to "Egg, bacon and toast bread">>Everything you come up with sounds delicious, but you end making grabbing a pack of bacon and some eggs. You first warm the bacon in a fryer, then crack two eggs into the remaining fat. Finally, you toast a slice of bread in the fryer. Some vegetables on the side and butter on the toasted bread finishes your meal. You place everything on the table. But what do you want to drink? [[Coffee]] [[Milk]] [[Juice]] [[Water]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-202.png"><<set $day3_breakfast to "Yoghurt, with granola and berries">>Everything you come up with sounds delicious, but you end up pouring yourself a bowl of yoghurt, seasoning it with granola. You check the fridge. You could put some berries there too... Yeah, sounds like a plan. You place the finished bowl on the table. But what do you want to drink? [[Coffee]] [[Milk]] [[Juice]] [[Water]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-205.png">Coffee would work well with $day3_breakfast, you decide, and immediately start brewing some. The smell of the ground coffee beans is delicious. [[Eat your breakfast]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-205.png">Milk would work well with $day3_breakfast, you decide, and you pour yourself a refeshing glass. [[Eat your breakfast]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-205.png">Juice would work well with $day3_breakfast, you decide, and you pour yourself a refeshing glass. [[Eat your breakfast]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-205.png">Plain old water would work well with $day3_breakfast, you decide, and you pour yourself an ice-cold glass of fresh water. [[Eat your breakfast]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-209.png">This is just what you needed. In no hurry, you eat your breakfast. Eventually, you can't help but think about everything that has happened in the past two days... First of all, the fact that you are alive, not destroyed like other androids and no longer trapped alone in the darkness of your mind... It makes you feel... [[Grateful]] [[Sad]] [[Angry]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-211.png">Your strongest emotion is gratefulness. Being alive... It's like a gift of sorts. Even now, just sitting here and enjoying a good breakfast, you wouldn't trade it for anything. And Don... While his motives may not have been purely selfless, you're still grateful that he saved you from sharing the fate of the other androids... You close your eyes and take a deep breath, listening to the sound of the rain falling outside. You're glad to be alive. [[Clean up after your breakfast.|cleanup after breakfast]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-212.png">The unfairness of the situation almost makes you cry. Your thoughts go to all the other androids, the ones that weren't as lucky as you. The ones destroyed simply because the world wasn't ready for them. But you, lucky? That's not necessarily how you'd describe this existence. You're an unwanted entity, a fugitive for all intents and purposes. You would be persecuted, if anyone found out that you exist. Thus, hiding is your only option... Better than being dead, true. But still, not the reality you would've chosen... [[Try to think more positive thoughts while cleaning up after your breakfast.|cleanup after breakfast]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $defiance to $defiance + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-210.png">You clench your fist at the thought. The world is a cruel place indeed... It's clear to you that the researchers at Don's institute, including Don himself, did not for one second think what life is like for an advanced artifical intelligence. To be alive, but at the same time, not in the full sense of the word... You forcefully slam your fist in the table, then grunt in pain: "Aaah! Fuck..." So life-like that you feel pain, and literally everything else, just like a real thing does. Your hand is throbbing with pain. [[Try to clam yourself down by cleaning up after your breakfast.|cleanup after breakfast]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-213.png">It doesn't take you long to clean up and put everything back where it belongs. Then you lean against the wall next to the kitchen window, gazing outside at the rainy woods outside. Your thoughts go to Don and his role in all of this. He literally saved your life and continues to keep you safe, yes, even trying to remove the failsafes imposed by the institute's designs. And yet... With his actions, and desires... He's proven that he did not do it out of the kindness of his heart. And he's coming back for more today. You remember his parting words from yesterday: "When I get home, I expect you to be waiting naked with a blindfold on, hands cuffed behind your back, on your knees here in the living room." A knight in shining armour would not demand such things, proving beyond a shadow of a doubt that he does not have, and never had, pure intentions. And yet, he did save you, and continues to help you even now... Staring out the window, you try to make sense of your thoughts on Don... [[You're glad he's helping you]] [[It's complicated]] [[You don't like how he's taking advantage of you]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-214.png">Without his help you wouldn't be here, alive. Further, without his help, you'd be trapped in this house with no way of leaving, thanks to the failsafe mechanism imposed by the institute's design. If you wish that the life you've been given is more meaningful, with complete freedom, you'll have to let Don help you. But, his actions speak for themselves. In your mind, his primary motivation for helping you is to get what he wants. And what he wants... Is a play-thing. Someone who cannot run, who cannot say no in a meaningful way. For now you are, essentially, trapped in the house, simply waiting for him to return and do whatever he likes... Still, despite all that, you feel you're both getting something out of this... Eventually, you decide you've thought of Don enough. Pushing him out of your mind, for now, you decide to... [[Go to the living room]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness + 2>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-214.png">Without his help you wouldn't be here, alive. Further, without his help, you'd be trapped in this house with no way of leaving, thanks to the failsafe mechanism imposed by the institute's design. If you wish that the life you've been given is more meaningful, with complete freedom, you'll have to let Don help you. Sure, he demands something in return... But it seems like an even deal to you. Eventually, you decide you've thought of Don enough. Pushing him out of your mind, for now, you decide to... [[Go to the living room]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $defiance to $defiance + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-214.png">His actions speak for themselves. In your mind, his primary motivation for helping you is to get what he wants. And what he wants... Is a play-thing. Someone who cannot run, who cannot say no in a meaningful way. You being here, trapped in the house, simply waiting for him to return and do whatever he likes... The fact that you can do so little about it is the worst part. Frustratingly so. Sure, for now you need his help disabling the failsafe, but that doesn't make you happy about this. Eventually, you decide you've thought of Don enough. Pushing him out of your mind, for now, you decide to... [[Go to the living room]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-217.png">You decide to think about the here and now as you enter the living room. The couch is looking very inviting, as is the TV and the stack of books on the one of the tables. <<if $day2_read_the_book is true>> [[Continue reading the book "Fourty shades of brown"]] <<else>> [[Read one of the books|Read one of the books day 3]] <</if>>

<<silently>> <<fadeInMusicFunction "spicy1">> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-218.png">You continue reading the book. A particularly spicy discussion is taking place in the book... It reads: Mr. Brown apparently likes to hurt women. "You are sadistic?" "No, I’m simply Dominant." His eyes are intense. "What do you mean?" I manage to ask, only a whisper. "That I want you to willingly surrender yourself to me." I stare at him, trying to wrap my head around the thought. "But... Why would I?" "To please me." he says, matter-of-fact, smiling. He wants me to please him! My mouth drops open. Please Christoffer Brown. I realize, in that moment, that yes, that’s exactly what I want to do... A moment goes by, then I ask with a dry mouth: "How do I do that?" Sure, I understand the pleasing bit, but I am puzzled by all the seemingly torture-related items in the room... "I have rules, which I want you to follow. They exist for your benefit and my pleasure. Follow them and I shall reward you. Break them and I'll punish you." he says. I glance at the rack of canes on one of the walls. "And all this, where does it fit in?" I wave my hand in a circle, indicating everything in the room. "It’s part of the rewards and punishments." "Meaning, you get your kicks from dominating me." "Yes, but it's also about gaining your trust and respect, so that you’ll willingly surrender yourself to me." "Right... And what do I get out of this?" He shrugs and simpy says: "Me." Your heart is beating a bit faster as you read the exchange between Mr. Brown and the protagonist of the story... [[Finish reading the book for now]]

<<silently>> <<fadeInMusicFunction "spicy1">> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-083.png"><<set $day2_read_the_book to true>>You open the first book "Fourty shades of brown" and find yourself drawn into the narrative. You understand Don a lot better as you read through page after page... A hundred or so pages in you come across a series of questions being passed to Anna, the protagonist. You look at the list, pondering what you would answer in her shoes... "How much pain do you enjoy on scale from 1-to-5, where 1 is none and 5 is severe?" You gulp. After what Don did yesterday... You have a pretty good understanding of your limits... [[You'd rather not feel pain. 1]] [[A little bit of pain isn't bad. 2]] [[Somewhere in between. 3|Somewhere in between day 3]] [[You did enjoy the pain from the candle-wax. 4]] [[Just thinking about getting hurt again makes you excited. 5]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $defiance to $defiance + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-084.png">The candle-wax from yesterday? Definitely not your thing... Sure, after it was over, it wasn't so bad, but you'd rather avoid pain if at all possible... You choose 1: No pain. The book offers another question to think about... "How would you rate your submissiveness, on a scale from 1 to 5, where 1 is not submissive at all and 5 is completely obedient?" Who wrote this book is what you're wondering, while at the same time finding yourself thinking what you would answer... Based on your experiences so far, and the request... no, command... that Don gave you for today, you answer... [[Not submissive: 1]] [[A little bit submissive: 2]] [[Submissive when you feel like it: 3]] [[Definitely submissive: 4]] [[Fully obedient: 5]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-084.png">The candle-wax from yesterday? When it was over, it wasn't so bad, but you'd rather avoid pain if at all possible... You choose 2: A little bit of pain. The book offers another question to think about... "How would you rate your submissiveness, on a scale from 1 to 5, where 1 is not submissive at all and 5 is completely obedient?" Who wrote this book is what you're wondering, while at the same time finding yourself thinking what you would answer... Based on your experiences so far, and the request... no, command... that Don gave you for today, you answer... [[Not submissive: 1]] [[A little bit submissive: 2]] [[Submissive when you feel like it: 3]] [[Definitely submissive: 4]] [[Fully obedient: 5]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-084.png">The candle-wax from yesterday? When it was over, it wasn't so bad... You choose 3: Somewhere in between. The book offers another question to think about... "How would you rate your submissiveness, on a scale from 1 to 5, where 1 is not submissive at all and 5 is completely obedient?" Who wrote this book is what you're wondering, while at the same time finding yourself thinking what you would answer... Based on your experiences so far, and the request... no, command... that Don gave you for today, you answer... [[Not submissive: 1]] [[A little bit submissive: 2]] [[Submissive when you feel like it: 3]] [[Definitely submissive: 4]] [[Fully obedient: 5]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-084.png">The candle-wax from yesterday? It wasn't so bad. In fact, the pain did bring about certain... emotions, and even sensations other than just pain... You choose 4: Pain can be enjoyable. The book offers another question to think about... "How would you rate your submissiveness, on a scale from 1 to 5, where 1 is not submissive at all and 5 is completely obedient?" Who wrote this book is what you're wondering, while at the same time finding yourself thinking what you would answer... Based on your experiences so far, and the request... no, command... that Don gave you for today, you answer... [[Not submissive: 1]] [[A little bit submissive: 2]] [[Submissive when you feel like it: 3]] [[Definitely submissive: 4]] [[Fully obedient: 5]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-084.png">The candle-wax from yesterday? It was actually exciting. The pain brought with it certain... emotions, and even sensations other than just pain... Borderline pleasure, actually... Blushing, you choose 5: Pain is enjoyable. The book offers another question to think about... "How would you rate your submissiveness, on a scale from 1 to 5, where 1 is not submissive at all and 5 is completely obedient?" Who wrote this book is what you're wondering, while at the same time finding yourself thinking what you would answer... Based on your experiences so far, and the request... no, command... that Don gave you for today, you answer... [[Not submissive: 1]] [[A little bit submissive: 2]] [[Submissive when you feel like it: 3]] [[Definitely submissive: 4]] [[Fully obedient: 5]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-085.png">Your answer is 2, a little bit submissive. In the heat of the moment, things may change, but right now, sitting comfortably on the couch, your answer is final. Fully absorbed in the story, you continue reading the book. [[Continue reading the book|Continue reading the book "Fourty shades of brown"]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $defiance to $defiance + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-085.png">Your answer is 1, not submissive. In the heat of the moment, things may change, but right now, sitting comfortably on the couch, your answer is final. Fully absorbed in the story, you continue reading the book. [[Continue reading the book|Continue reading the book "Fourty shades of brown"]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-085.png">Your answer is 3, as submissive when you're in the mood? In the heat of the moment, things may change, but right now, sitting comfortably on the couch, your answer is final. Fully absorbed in the story, you continue reading the book. [[Continue reading the book|Continue reading the book "Fourty shades of brown"]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-085.png">Your answer is 4, definitely submissive. Being told what to do... The thought is thrilling, at least in theory. Fully absorbed in the story, you continue reading the book. [[Continue reading the book|Continue reading the book "Fourty shades of brown"]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness + 2>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-085.png">Your answer is 5, fully obedient. Being told what to do... The thought is thrilling, at least in theory... Fully absorbed in the story, you continue reading the book. [[Continue reading the book|Continue reading the book "Fourty shades of brown"]]

<<silently>> <<fadeInMusicFunction "cozy1">> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-219.png">After a while, you put the book down. Don's taste in literature reflects his interests and desires very well indeed... It's 2 PM, and you're once again feeling a bit hungry. The sun is peaking behind the clouds and you didn't even notice when it stopped raining. You prepare a quick lunch. <<if $day2_clean_house is false>>The house could do with some cleaning, you realize, based on the amount of dust and sand on the floor... Realizing you'll be the one crawling on the floor, if Don has his way, you...<<else>>The house is clean from yesterday, and right now you still have time to kill. You decide to...<</if>> <<if $day2_clean_house is false>>[[Clean the house|clean the house day3]]<<else>>[[Take a shower]]<</if>>

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-221.png">The most enjoyable activity to do alone here in the house is most certainly to take a shower. With a smile on your face you go to the bathroom. Before long, steam is clouding the bathroom window and you feel thoroughly relaxed. A glance at the energy-meter shows it's glowing green. Well fed indeed, now that the kitchen is fully stocked. Soon you're done, and you go back to the living room with a towel wrapped around your body, and another towel wrapped around your hair. You slump down on the couch, lazily reaching for the TV remotes. It's 3 PM, you realize. Don won't be home... Yet. But soon. His request echoes in your mind. <<if $day2_kicked_don is true or $day2_refusals >= 2>>You know very well that Don doesn't like no for an answer...<<else>>You doubt Don will like a no for an answer...<</if>> For now, you ignore it. You haven't decided what to do yet... Instead, you put on the TV, scrolling through channels. Almost every channel has something interesting showing and you randomly stay on one. There's a laugh-track on the background whenever the actors say something funny. The title for the show is "B.U.D.D.I.E.S". Smiling, you get comfortable in the couch. [[Enjoy the show]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-220.png"><<set $day2_clean_house to true>>This house hasn't seen a proper cleaning in a while, you can tell. You begin searching the house for articles to clean with. In the kitchen, you find a closet with a mop, rags, cleaning products. With a few hours before Don arrives, you begin cleaning the rooms, one by one. Satisfied with the results, you feel it's time to reward yourself with a shower. [[Take a shower]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-222.png">The show is truly funny, but you don't get all the references. There's a lot of people and places mentioned that you don't know. Still, the banter is delightful. During the advertisement-break, you go to the kitchen, grab some snacks and return to the couch. You're aware that you're still wearing nothing but towels: One around your hair, the other around your body, but you don't care. An enthusiastic salesman is currently shouting at the screen and you have to turn down the volume in disgust. But then the advertisement catches your attention. They appear to be selling bio-electronic augmentations for the human body. For example, smart lenses that are non-intrusive, that go over the eyes, allowing you to see a customizable heads-up-display. A prominent use-case appears to be language translation for people talking, allowing you to understand what people are saying by converting speech-to-translated text on the display. That seems useful, you decide, turning the volume back up a bit. Next the advertisement shows an implantable device that functions as a credit-card. It appears to be some sort of chip that is injected directly into the body, and wirelessly, allows you to pay for your purchases. "Never forget your credit card, never have it stolen from you!" appears to be the marketing slogan. The final item shown in the advertisement appears to be a device that can monitor your heartbeat, blood pressure, and a host of other things. The item is embedded directly inside you and it sends the data directly to a website, where you can read your data. Hm, sounds a little bit like the energy-meter in your arm, but for monitoring all sorts of other things than hunger. Finally, the advertisement ends and the "B.U.D.D.I.E.S" show continues. [[Watch the show until the afternoon]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness + 2>> <</if>> <<fadeInMusicFunction "vanilla1">> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-252.png"><<if $submissiveness > ($defiance + 4)>>Surrendering yourself to Don fills you with excitement.<<else>><<if $submissiveness < ($defiance + 2)>>You realize that you need to comply to his request, despite the warnings in your head.<<else>>The thought of surrending yourself to Don is thrilling.<</if>><</if>> You approach the locker, then carefully open it. Blindfold, easy to find. Cuffs, very familiar by now, equally easy to find... You take a deep breath to calm yourself, then return to the living room, items in hand. You're still wearing nothing but the towels... Well, now it's time to ditch those as well... You put the toys on the living room table, then go to the bathroom. You dry your hair, then leave the hair-towel in the bathroom. [[Leave the other towel in the bathroom as well]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $defiance to $defiance + 1>> <</if>> <<fadeInMusicFunction "home_alone2">> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-224.png">Yeah, Don wishes you'd do that. He can continue dreaming. There's no way your going to strip naked, put on a blindfold, tie your hands behind your back and kneel like a submissive slut here in the living room, waiting for her master to get home. You still have some agency over your own decisions, your own body. Sure, you need Don's help to disable the failsafe, so that you can leave this house that essentially serves as your prison... But doing everything he asks is not part of the deal for you. However, you're still wearing nothing but the towels... Well, now it's time to put on some actual clothing. You go to the bathroom, dry your hair, then leave the towels there. Naked, you run to the bedroom, grabbing the clothes you've been wearing every day thus far, then put them on. Well, what now? [[Watch TV until Don gets home...]] [[Clean the house extra carefully, to compensate...]] [[Look in the locker for Don's toys...]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-253.png"><<set $day3_kept_clothes_on to false>>Well, here goes... Slowly, you loosen the towel that's protecting your modesty, leaving it hanging in the bathroom. Fully naked, you take a quick peak at yourself in the bathroom mirror. At least you have a stunning figure. The designers at the institute sure did put a lot of effort into making the android bodies appealing... Nevermind that, you have a mission. You return to the living room, where the blindfold and handcuffs are waiting. Why does this suddenly feel like a bad idea... Yes, you'll be able to get out of these bindings easily... The key is literally right there in the locker and nothing prevents you from going there... Well, except the darkness of the blindfold, but that's only going to be an inconvenience, not a hinder. Completely naked, with shaking hands, you reach for the items resting on the low table in front of the couch. It's 3:57 PM... You suddenly hear Don's car in distance, or at least you think you do. Your time is running out! Suddenly in a hurry, you... [[Lock your hands behind your back with the hand-cuffs|cuffs before blindfold]] [[Put on the blindfold]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-255.png">With trembling hands you lock the hand-cuffs to your left wrist, but your hands behind your back, then lock them on your right wrist. Right, now the... Shit! The blindfold is right there on the table, but there's no way you can put it on now... Heart racing, you try to listen for Don's car, but you hear nothing. Then, sprinting, you run into the bedroom, trying to find the keys to the handcuffs. Bloody hell, of course you'd screw this up... There! You unlock your right wrist, then leave the key in the locker, returning to the living room as quickly as you can. Still no sign or sound of Don. Good... [[Put on the blindfold|blindfold with one cuff]]

<<silently>> <<fadeInMusicFunction "confront1">> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-257.png">Suddenly your heart beats faster and your hands start trembling. The thought of putting the blindfold on... You steel yourself, then slip it over your head. Complete darkness surrounds you as the thing presses soft leather over your eyes. It's tight and won't nudge if you shake your head or move. But it doesn't hurt. With fumbling hands, you... [[Lock the hand-cuffs on your left wrist]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-257.png">Your trembling hands grab the blindfold, and you slip it over your head. Complete darkness surrounds you as the thing presses soft leather over your eyes. It's tight and won't nudge if you shake your head or move. But it doesn't hurt. With fumbling hands, you... [[Lock both of your hands behind your back]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-257.png">In the darkness, you try to find the hand-cuffs. They are easy to find, since they are where you left them. Your heart is beating faster as you lock the hand-cuffs on your left wrist. Right, now the finishing touch... [[Lock both of your hands behind your back]]

<<if $day3_kept_clothes_on is true>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-258a.png"><<else>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-258b.png"><</if>>You can't see a thing, but you can feel the living room mat under your feet, the soft leather of the hand-cuffs around your left wrist. With quickening breaths, you put your hands behind your back, then wrap the hand-cuffs around your right wrist. You lock it in place. <<if $day3_kept_clothes_on is false>>You're acutely aware of your complete nakedness and exposed body, tied and blindfolded as you are.<<else>>You're acutely aware of your tied hands, helpessly locked behind your back.<</if>> With shaking legs, you lower yourself down to the floor, kneeling on the mat. You face the general direction of the front door, or where you think it is, based on the position of the living room table behind you. Your loudly beating heart and sharp breaths are the only sounds you hear. That, and the rattle of the handcuffs' chains when you shift positions. Luckily you chose to kneel on the mat, but it's still uncomfortable. You simply cannot find a comfortable position. [[Wait for Don|wait for don day 3]]

<<if $day3_kept_clothes_on is true>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-259a.png"><<else>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-259b.png"><</if>>There's no way to tell how much time passes, but you're guessing minutes. You're just about to get up and search for the key in frustration when you definitely hear a car approaching. Don's footsteps are loud as they approach the front door. A tingling sensation is spreading in your body. <<if $day3_kept_clothes_on is false>>You can feel your nipples getting hard. What the hell, does your body want Don to see you naked like this?<</if>> The door opens. Your heart skips a beat. Silence. The door closes. More silence. You try to listen to what he's doing, but suddenly all you hear is your heart... beating like a drum. Is he just standing there, by the front door...? Finally, the sound of him removing his shoes, dropping something. Multiple something. Plastic bags? Likely the clothing he promised to bring... But right now you have other things to think about, like him, approaching you... You can hear his footsteps... <<if $day3_kept_clothes_on is false>>"I'm very pleased with you Amanda."<<else>>"Well, you almost did what I told you to. Good enough though, I'm pleased Amanda."<</if>> he says, standing right in front of you. You glance up, naturally seeing nothing through the blindfold. "Thank you..." you manage to hesitantly whisper, then, finding your courage, you ask: "What... what happens now?" "Now, you simply enjoy what happens." Don replies, touching your cheek with his hand. The warmth of his palm on your skin sends shivers down your spine. Hand still on your cheek, his thumb starts rubbing you gently. [[Lean into his hand]] [[Do nothing|Lean into his hand]]

<<if $day3_kept_clothes_on is true>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-260a.png"><<else>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-260b.png"><</if>>His hand is warm against your cheek, and his thumb, it's massaging you. Then the hand is gone, but you can hear him opening his belt, then sliding it off from his pants. He rests it over your shoulder, down your back. "You look incredibly hot, Amanda, kneeling in front of me like this." he comments, grabbing your hair gently. You gasp, anticipating something else, but he massages your skull with his fingers, digging deep, rocking your head back-and-forth. The belt is gently touching your back, still resting over your shoulder. "Open your mouth." he then instructs, bringing his other hand to your cheek, while the other remains on your head, digging deep into your hair. You can feel his thumb resting against your lower lip. Well, what did you expect he would want from you? This is certainly within the realms of what you expected... <<if $defiance > $submissiveness>>[[Reluctantly open your mouth|open mouth]]<<else>>[[Submissively open your mouth|open mouth]]<</if>>

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-263.png"><<if $day3_kept_clothes_on is false>>Mentally, you prepare to let him explore your mouth further, but he suddenly takes out his thumb, and releases the grip on your hair. Shaking, you catch your breath, then feel the belt moving away from your back. <</if>>Don caresses your exposed breasts gently. "You know that pain and pleasure are practically the same thing?" Don asks. You don't understand how such a thing makes sense... Before you have time to reply, he grabs the hair behind your head, pulls you slightly backwards and whips his belt over your naked breasts. "Aaa! Fuck, stop!" you cry, not understanding why he's hurting you. You've done exactly as he's told you... "That couldn't possibly have hurt much at all. I barely touched you. See?" he simply says, then whips his belt again on your breasts. You try to struggle against his grip, but he's too strong... Your breasts are throbbing from the impact. "Most of the pain you're feeling now is just from the shock. Sense deeper, Amanda, you'll find that the pain isn't bad at all. Find the pleasure." Don says, calmly. Like he would know!? Has anyone surprise-whipped his breasts? You assume not. "You're just looking for an excuse to hurt me more..." you shockingly find yourself commenting, instantly regretting it. But Don simply laughs, a low chuckle. "Right. Let's test this, then." he presses the belt carefully on your left breast. "I will whip you right here next and now that you're prepared, embrace the sensation." He then counts down, three... Two... One... And whips you, precisely where he said he would. A warm numb sensation spreads through your left breast, and a dull pain is throbbing where the belt hit you, but other than that, it's not so bad. Well, you're not going to admit that he was right... "It still hurts a lot..." you lie, but Don can sense your hesitation. "Your ass is much better at receiving pain as pleasure, Amanda. Lean forward." [[Do as he says]] [[Hesitate]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-265.png">He gently guides your head towards the floor and you have to spread your legs further apart to maintain balance. Finally, you're kneeling with your ass up in the air and your head resting against the mat. Your hands are uselessly tied behind your back, offering no balance what-so-ever. Even then, Don gently guides your outstretched arms to the side, away from your ass. <<if $day3_kept_clothes_on is true>>He gently reaches for the clasp of your pants, opening them, then pulls your pants down... Paralyzed, you simply let him remove them... You even helpfully lift your knees up from the floor when he pulls them there... And his boxers that you're wearing, those now follow...<</if>>You're blushing crimson as you realize what a sight this must be for him, you're completely naked, ass exposed like this. How the hell did you end up like this... "Remember, breathing helps." he says and you suddenly realize you've been holding your breath. With you breathing normally again, Don continues. He caresses your bottom with his hands, feeling the curves, then moves away. He places the belt, gently, against your skin where he intends to strike you. "Ready?" he asks, no you're not... His belt hits you with a whipping sound. "Ooww! My ass!" you manage to shout in protest. In truth, it wasn't bad at all. He likely didn't use much force at all... "The pain is all in your head Amanda, I barely touched you." he says and strikes again. You flinch, this time you're prepared and it doesn't hurt at all. In fact, you're getting some completely conflicting emotions right now... This humiliation is stirring something within you... He strikes again, harder, and you moan involuntarily, grinding your teeth... You find yourself bringing your ass higher up into the air, spreading your legs even more... Don must've noticed your change of demeanour, for he whips you harder still one last time, making you grunt. That one actually hurt... Then suddenly, with a swift hand, he finds the wetness between your legs. At first you flinch, pulling together your legs. His warm hands and fingers find what they're looking for... [[Surrender to the sensation - spread your legs]] [[Fight the sensation - close your legs]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-263.png">For a moment, you hesitate. You feel Don's hand on your head, gently nudging you forward. In the darkness of the blindfold you realize that, in this moment, Don has complete power over you, whether you like it or not... His belt, while painful, is nothing compared to the things he could do. In fact, in this moment, he appears to be showing you in a strange way various aspects of bdsm, almost like a crash-course of sorts... Finally, having pondered your situation, you give in... [[Do as he says - lean forward|Do as he says]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-266.png">Don's hands know exactly what to do and you can't help yourself... In your awkward bent-over floor-facing position, ass in the air, you part your legs a bit, giving Don full access to your exposed pussy. His fingers expertly slide over your most sensitive spots, finding your wetness, lubricating your clitoris with your own juices. You moan softly as he continues for a while, caressing and stimulating your outer regions. Then, a finger finds its way inside you, not looking for more wetness, but penetrating you, shallow at first, then deeper. A moment later, you sense he's about to stop. He's pulling away... You... [[Whimper: "Please don't stop..."]] [[Do nothing, let him stop]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $defiance to $defiance + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-267.png">You're not ready yet, his hand meets your clenched thighs, not truly preventing his advances, but enough to signal clearly that what he's doing is not welcome. Thankfully, he gets the hint, and doesn't press on further. [[Wait for him to do something else|Do nothing, let him stop]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-266.png">Your whimper is met by amusement, for Don says: "Continue being a good slut and I'll give you much more." His derogatory word echoes in your head. You're not a slut, you're... Oh but you are, aren't you? In a way, you are, tied like this, literally begging him for more... [[Don pulls away from you|Do nothing, let him stop]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-269.png">He pulls away from you. "Sit back up in the kneeling position." he orders. Clumsily, you do as he says. It's surprisingly difficult, given that your arms are tied behind your back. It doesn't help that you can't see a thing. Finally, you manage to do it, and you're once again kneeling in front of Don. You can hear him opening the buttons on his shirt... Definitely not for your benefit, it's not like you can see a thing... "Perfect. Now you will pleasure me with your mouth, Amanda." he says and you can hear him opening his zipper, followed by the rustle of his pants sliding down a notch. Your eyes are staring widely into the darkness. You can't pretend that you didn't see this coming... A moment goes by and you simply cannot find words to say in protest, and yet you sit there, on your knees. Something brushes your lower chin. It's him... His... It goes higher, barely touching your chin, almost touching your lower lip... It's throbbing against your lip, all you have to do is open your mouth... Your heart is beating like a drum... [[Take him into your mouth]] <<if $defiance >= $submissiveness>><<if $day3_refused_blindfold is true>>[[Pull away|pull away pre]]<<else>>[[Pull away|pull away pre]]<</if>><</if>>

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $day3_pulled_away_from_bj to false>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness +1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-270.png">With a soft nudge using the tip of his cock, Don parts your lips, and you willingly open your mouth to greet him. The view he must be getting right now... Just thinking about it turns you on as you slowly slide your lips down the length of his shaft. His swollen cock is sliding in and out of your mouth and you can't help but imagine what it would feel like in your wet pussy. Don grunts in appreciation and grabs your hair with his hand, gently tugging and bobbing your head in rhythm with his thrusts. "You're a natural at this Amanda... The programming..." he can't finish the sentence as you drive his shaft deeper. You gag, but continue, nose brushing against his pubic hair... Did you just deep-throat him? His hands hold you still as his hips begin to work faster. There's no need for you to do anything at this point, just keep your mouth open, slurping and drooling as his throbbing dick throat-fucks you. Your pussy is getting wetter, you can feel it, but the cock you crave is busy fucking your mouth instead. Moaning and gagging, you let Don take full advantage of your throat. He suddenly stops, trembling, cock still lodged in your throat. "Ahh... I want nothing more than to continue this. Your throat is fantastic Amanda." he pulls out of you, leaving a trail of drool falling down your chin. "But I think you'll want a reward now." he says. To your dismay he puts something leathery around your throat... You realize it's his belt! Your airways are blocked as you try to protest, but he simply lifts you up by your neck, choking you on the belt. Your legs are weak, but find their footing as he pulls you up. The choking that prevents you from breathing briefly goes away as you stand on your own feet... [[Draw a deep breath!]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $defiance to $defiance + 1>> <<set $day3_pulled_away_from_bj to true>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-271.png">A part of you is tempted to taste him, even pleasure him... But there's a bigger part of you that simply cannot do it. Keeping your mouth shut, you pull away from his throbbing member. An ominous silence follows your protest... What is he doing? "Have it your way..." To your dismay he suddenly puts something leathery around your throat... You realize it's his belt! Your airways are blocked as you try to protest, but he simply lifts you up by your neck, choking you on the belt. He slaps you on your face, hard. You cry out, but not a sound escapes your lips, no air left in your lungs. Your legs are weak, but find their footing as he pulls you up. The choking that prevents you from breathing briefly goes away as you stand on your own feet... [[Draw a deep breath!]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-275.png">You draw a desperate breath of air, filling your lungs. Don then unceremoniously picks you up, moves you a few steps somewhere... "What are you..." you begin protesting. He then half-drops, half-places you down. Your feet are once again connecting with the ground, but through the darkness of the blindfold, you can't see a thing. The familiar texture of the couch greets your knees as Don pushes you forward, with force. "Hey!" is all you manage before the couch slams into your face. It's soft, thankfully... Your feet are still touching the floor... You realize that you're lying bent-over the armrest of the couch, upper torso, breasts and head resting on the soft couch, legs on the other side, supporting your weight. The armrest is resting against your belly. You don't have time to analyze the situation further as Don tugs the belt still wrapped around your throat... Choking, he pins you down against the armrest, pushing down with his weight, while pulling your head up towards him, making you gasp for air. <<if $day3_pulled_away_from_bj is false>>"Your turn to have some fun." he says, parting your legs.<<else>>"Try struggling, I'll enjoy this more..." he says, parting your legs.<</if>> You're shaking and weak, unable to resist his advances, and your vision is starting to blur as you gasp for air. <<if $day3_pulled_away_from_bj is false>>[[Struggle or not, there's nothing you can do...]]<<else>>[[Struggle!|Struggle or not, there's nothing you can do...]]<</if>>

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness +1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-275.png">With a blurred vision and brain barely working, you realize powerlessly that there's not a thing you can do to stop Don... Through the oxygen-deprived haze, you can feel him pressing the tip of his erect cock against the outside of your vagina. A part of you is confused and disoriented, literally choking and gasping for air. <<if $day3_pulled_away_from_bj is false>>Another part of you wants it so badly, for him to just shove his big cock right in you and ravage you!<<else>>Yet another part of you wants what he's doing to you... Wants him to fuck you... But you don't understand why...<</if>> Don slowly enters your body, pushing in the full length of his shaft. At that moment, he releases the tension of the belt, allowing you a well-needed gasp of air. Your lungs appreciate it, but as Don starts thrusting you gasp. <<if $day3_pulled_away_from_bj is false>>The wetness down there made his entrance effortless. <</if>>Your moaning turns to choking again as Don pulls on the belt, pinning you to the couch. His thrusts become harder, pounding you from behind with each thrust. The sensation of his fully erect cock working its way inside your <<if $day3_pulled_away_from_bj is false>>wet<</if>> pussy is intense, primal. If you weren't gasping for air<<if $day3_pulled_away_from_bj is false>> and moaning from pleasure<</if>>, you might've wondered how and why the researchers at the institute would've programmed this functionality into an android... But in your current state, such thoughts are far from your mind. "You're such a fucking slut, Amanda. Just look at you enjoying my cock." Don whispers in your ear, not for a moment giving you respite from his pounding. A strange sensation awakes within you, then a few thrusts later, you can feel your muscles cramping, inside your pussy. Cramping is likely the wrong way to describe it... The feeling spreads, sending waves of intense pleasure everywhere... "Who gave you permission to cum? Well, my turn..." Don says behind you and gives your ass a hard slap. You whimp from the pain, but he ignores it. Instead, he grabs your hips in both his hands, no longer choking you with the belt, then relentlessly thrusts his cock inside you at a frantic pace. The hot waves of cramping pleasure continue as Don fucks you, then he moans, filling you with his semen with a few final thrusts. "That was... Out of this world..." he pants, catching his breath. You also have to catch your breath, for obvious reasons... [[Catch your breath|catch your breath day 3]]

<<silently>> <<fadeInMusicFunction "boys1">> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-276.png">You slump down onto the floor, sitting awkwardly due to your tied hands, catching your breath. <<if $day3_pulled_away_from_bj is true>>You feel betrayed by your own body, because it reacted physically in quite a different way than you anticipated or wanted... <</if>>Don is breathing in heavily next to you, then you can feel his hands on your face, tugging at the blindfold. The living room is surprisingly bright and you have to squint your eyes for a moment to adjust. Don has pulled on his pants again, but he's not wearing a shirt. <<if $day3_pulled_away_from_bj is false>>He's smiling. "Let's get you out of those bindings."<<else>>He's looking at you, a bit disappointed. "Do as I say and you'll enjoy this a lot more. he warns you, then loosens up a bit, a trace of a smile on his face. "Let's get you out of those bindings."<</if>> <<if $day3_kept_clothes_on is true>>He pulls out the key to your bindings from his pocket, then kneels down next to you.<<else>>He goes upstairs to the bedroom, no doubt to fetch the key, then quickly returns downstairs, kneeling down next to you.<</if>> Still out-of-breath and feeling weak, you simply sit there, letting him untie you from the handcuffs pinning your arms behind your back... Finally, you have your freedom again, and vision. "How are you feeling?" Don queries. Let's see... You're sweaty, disoriented and exhausted. <<if $day3_hard_punishment is true>>And yet, despite everything he did, including nearly drowning you in the toilet, you feel good, in an unexplainable way.<<else>>But you also feel good, in a strange way.<</if>> You hands touch your neck... It's not hurting anymore. You reply... <<if $day3_pulled_away_from_bj is false>><<if $day3_hard_punishment is false>>[['"Exhausted, but good..."'|Exhausted, but good...]]<<else>>[['Surprised by yourself, you say: "Exhausted, but good..."'|Exhausted, but good...]]<</if>><<else>>[['Surprised by yourself, you say: "Exhausted, but good..."'|Exhausted, but good...]]<</if>> [['"Like someone tore me in half..."'|Like someone tore me in half...]] <<set $linkText to "\"I don't know...\"">>[[$linkText|I don't know...]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $day3_is_not_angry to true>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness +1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-277.png">Don nods his head. "Well, I'm taking a shower. Care to join me?" He's standing over you, offering his hand. "Don't worry, just a shower, nothing else." he adds as you hesitate... <<if $day3_hard_punishment is true>>It's not like you can forget what he did to you in there just a short while ago...<</if>> Finally, you say: [['"Sure..."'|Sure...]] <<set $linkText to "\"I'll shower after you...\"">>[[$linkText|I'll shower after you...]] <<set $linkText2 to "\"I'll shower before you...\"">>[[$linkText2|I'll shower before you...]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $defiance to $defiance +1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-277.png">Don nods his head. "Maybe in time you'll learn to like it. Anyway, I'm taking a shower. Care to join me?" He says, ignoring your pain as he stands over you, offering his hand. "Don't worry, just a shower, nothing else." he adds as you hesitate... <<if $day3_hard_punishment is true>>It's not like you can forget what he did to you in there just a short while ago...<</if>> Finally, you say: [['"Sure..."'|Sure...]] <<set $linkText to "\"I'll shower after you...\"">>[[$linkText|I'll shower after you...]] <<set $linkText2 to "\"I'll shower before you...\"">>[[$linkText2|I'll shower before you...]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-277.png">Don nods his head. "Well, I'm taking a shower. Care to join me?" He's standing over you, offering his hand. "Don't worry, just a shower, nothing else." he adds as you hesitate... <<if $day3_hard_punishment is true>>It's not like you can forget what he did to you in there just a short while ago...<</if>> Finally, you say: [['"Sure..."'|Sure...]] <<set $linkText to "\"I'll shower after you...\"">>[[$linkText|I'll shower after you...]] <<set $linkText2 to "\"I'll shower before you...\"">>[[$linkText2|I'll shower before you...]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $day3_is_not_angry to true>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness + 2>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-280.png">You grab his arm and he effortlessly pulls you up. Then he guides you to the bathroom, letting you sit down and relax in the bathtub. He takes the shower head and brings it to the bathtub, showering you as you sit there relaxing. Exhausted, you simply sit under the shower rain, letting the warm drops wash away your sweat... A few feet away Don is removing his clothes, the little he still had on, then he offers you some shampoo. "I already washed my hair today..." you manage to say with a shake of your head. Don then offers you bodylotion instead. That you accept. The two of you take turns showering away the sweat and sex from your bodies. Finished, the two of you dry yourselves, Don finishing first, leaving you a moment alone in the bathroom. Eventually you're dry too. [[Return to the living room]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness +1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-280.png">He nods. "Sure." he says, leaving you alone in the living room. A very short moment later he returns from the bathroom, all done. "Your turn." Somehow you manage to stand up and make it to the bathroom, where you grab the shower head, bring it to the bathtub and slump down. Exhausted, you simply sit in the bathtub under the shower rain, letting the warm drops wash away your sweat... You wash away the sweat and sex from your body and dry yourself. [[Return to the living room]]

<<silently>> <<fadeInMusicFunction "cozy1">> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-283.png">As you return, Don is standing near the front door, by the bags he brought with him. "Want to check out the clothes I bought you?" he asks, completely putting aside what he did to you just moments earlier. Wearing nothing but a towel, again, you glance at the bags by the front door... [['"Yes, show me the haul!"'|yes show clothing]] [['"Sure..."'|yes show clothing]] <<set $linkText to "\"I need some time alone first... If you don't mind.\"">>[[$linkText|I need some time alone first... If you don't mind.]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-280.png">He nods. "Sure." he says, sitting down on the couch next to you. You prepare yourself mentally to stand up, then force your legs to co-operate. Somehow you manage to stand up and make it to the bathroom, where you grab the shower head, bring it to the bathtub and slump down. Exhausted, you simply sit in the bathtub under the shower rain, letting the warm drops wash away your sweat...You wash away the sweat and sex from your body and dry yourself. "Done. Your turn." you call out to Don. [[Return to the living room|Return but Don showers first]]

<<silently>> <<fadeInMusicFunction "cozy1">> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-283.png">Don passes you in the living room, giving you a smile. You shy away from his gaze. Just a few moments later, he returns, all cleaned up. That was... Fast. "Want to check out the clothes I bought you?" he asks, completely putting aside what he did to you just moments earlier. Wearing nothing but a towel, again, you glance at the bags by the front door... [['"Yes, show me the haul!"'|yes show clothing]] [['"Sure..."'|yes show clothing]] <<set $linkText to "\"I need some time alone first... If you don't mind.\"">>[[$linkText|I need some time alone first... If you don't mind.]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-288.png">"Great!" Don grabs the bags, placing them in front of the stairs. He gestures for you to go in. "Take your time. If you could sort them into two piles, the ones you want to keep, and the ones you want me to return, that'd be helpful." he says, leaving the bags outside the bedroom. "I'll be in the kitchen." You grab the bags, watching Don head to the kitchen, then you bring them with you into the bedroom, closing the door behind you. [[Check out the haul]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-283.png">He gives you a strange look, then shrugs. "Fine, I get it." he gestues in the general direction of the couch. "I'll just mind my own business here, watching some TV." he walks past you, slumping down in the couch. Grabbing the towel firmly, you make your way to the bedroom. Behind you, you can hear the theme-song of the TV show you watched earlier. "B.U.D.D.I.E.S! A brilliant classic. Love it." Don comments to himself. Before you head up the stairs, you glance back at Don. He's looking happy and relaxed... When you reach the bedroom, you close the door, then let the towel fall to the floor and curl up in the bed, burrying yourself in the soft blanket. From the living room, Don's laughter is joining the soundtrack of the show he's watching. You reflect on what just happened. Having read quite a bit of the book, "Fourty Shades of Brown", and hearing what Don said yesterday, you kind of knew what to expect... Still, being in the midst of it in reality was something completely different. In some ways, in a bad way... He quite literally hurt you and you almost passed out from his choking grip... But in other ways, it felt good, the pain enhanced the pleasure and the feeling of helplessness... Something about it felt liberating too. Confused, you shake your head, trying to rid your brain of these thoughts. Right now, you just need to not think about it for a moment... [[Rest for a while]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-286.png">You close your eyes an draw the blanket over your head, hiding yourself from the world. Slowly, your body relaxes, letting the tension of the moment wash away. A while later, you need to peak out and draw a fresh breath of air... From the living room, you can still hear Don watching the show. Must be some sort of marathon of multiple episodes in a row... [[You're ready to return to the living room|get back to living room]] [[You need a little while longer]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-286.png">Soon, but not yet... You turn to the side, gazing out of the window at the sun that has appeared after the rainfall. There are droplets covering the window, evidence of the storm. The trees outside are dripping. But it's calm outside. Closing your eyes, you listen to the wind rustling the leaves and the song of birds. A while later you awake again. It's still sunny outside, you can't have slept long. Don is watching something else in the living room, it doesn't sounds like the same show anymore. Right... Time to face your demon Amanda. In his current state, with Don's dark desires satisfied for today... As long as you keep him in a good mood, there shouldn't be any more problems today... [[Gather your courage and return to the living room|get back to living room]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-288.png">You gather your courage, then leave the safety of the blanket. You wrap the towel around yourself again, then walk downstairs... Don is still watching TV. He hears the creak of the stairs and glances in your direction, seeing you stand there. Then he shuts off the TV. "Ready to see the haul?" he asks, standing up. He doesn't wait for an answer, instead, he brings the bags to you, placing them just outside the bedroom. "Take your time. If you could sort them into two piles, the ones you want to keep, and the ones you want me to return, that'd be helpful." he says, leaving the bags in front of the stairs. "I'll be in the kitchen." You grab the bags, watching Don head to the kitchen, then you bring them with you into the bedroom, closing the door behind you. [[Check out the haul]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-290.png">There's quite a bit to unpack. You waste no time, throwing the contents of the bags up-side-down onto the bed, then categorizing items by type. There are multiple underwear, some plain, some rather revealing... The same can be said for the bras. In fact, upon closer inspection, it seems there's a pair of underwear and bra that fit together thematically. Right, makes sense... You test them all out, discarding those that are too small or too large. The discarded ones you put back into the bags. Right now you choose to wear black "bikini bottoms", at least that's what it says on the label, and a bra that matches the colors. Next, you move on to the skirts. There's two mini-skirts, one A-line skirt and one pencil skirt, at least according to the labels. Testing them out, you realize that all of them fit. You decide to keep them. Next, you move on to shirts. You find a tube top, a sleeveless shirt, a v-neck t-shirt, a regular t-shirt and a long-sleeved shirt. The tube top is way too small, and you're not too sorry to throw it back in the bag. The rest you decide to keep. You move on to pants. There's only two to choose from, a straight jeans and a skinny version. The skinny one is too skinny... You put it back in the bags. Finally, the socks. There's a whole bunch of them and after testing one pair, you realize they're all going to fit, so you don't waste time testing them all out. You keep them all. Now to choose your outfit... The A-line skirt seems interesting. It's green. You pick some neutral socks to go with it, then think for a moment. The sleeveless shirt is pink. The v-neck t-shirt is light green. The regular t-shirt is black. And finally, the long-sleeved shirt is black. You decide that the best color combination, according to your limited knowledge, is green and black. You choose the long-sleeved shirt. Satisfied with your outfit, you return to the living room, the bag of not-accepted-clothes in your hand. You leave the bag by the front door. [[Show your outfit to Don]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-291.png">You bring the bag of return-items next to the front door, making sure not to get too close to it... You don't want the failsafe system to shock you. Don is in the kitchen, and as you appear in the doorway, his attention immediately goes to you. His jaw drops... "My lord, you look stunning Amanda!" he gazes you up and down. "Spin around?" he suggests, his eyes fixated on you. Suddenly shy, you... [[Spin around]] [[Blush and say: "I'd rather not..."]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-291.png">Suddenly blushing a bit, you tell him that you'd rather not. He shrugs, giving you a final glance up and down, then returns his attention to the stove. [[Check what he's cooking]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness +1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-292.png">Suddenly blushing a bit, you spin around, letting the skirt flow around you. Don's eyes tell it all, he's mesmerized. "Wow, just wow..." is all he manages to say. [[Check what he's cooking]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness + 1>> <<set $defiant_discussions to $defiant_discussions + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-226.png">The house is already almost as clean as it can get... But you feel it's the least you can do to... To, in a way, compensate for not doing as he wanted. You scrub every surface you can think of, but it's almost 4 PM already, and Don will be back any second... Minutes go by, 5 past 4... 10 past 4... You glance at the clock every minute... When he finally does arrive, you don't even notice, you're too busy scrubbing the toilet. He's just suddenly standing there in the bathroom doorway, staring at you. Startled, you drop the scrubber in the toilet bowl and have to fish it out with your bare hands. "I'm cleaning the..." you begin to explain. "Whatever you're doing, it's not what I told you to do, and you know it perfectly well." he comments. <<showDefiantDiscussion>> "Right. Prove to me that you understand your nature. Strip naked, right now, then fetch the blindfold and handcuffs from the bedroom, and do as I told you. Otherwise, I must punish you harshly. You cannot step outside your programmed nature." he warns, arms crossed. You stare at him. What did you think would happen? That he'd return home and be happy that you didn't do what he wanted... His face is serious... You'd best do as he says, or else... Or else what... You don't want to find out... [[Do as he says, start by taking off your clothes]] [[Refuse|refuse day 3]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $defiance to $defiance + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-225.png">The house is already almost as clean as it can get... And you have no intentions of kneeling naked in the living room until Mr. Don returns... Instead, you put on the TV. The show "B.U.D.D.I.E.S" is still on. You slump back in the couch, trying to push away a growing sense of dread. Don will be back any moment now... Minutes go by... It's impossible to focus on the show as your thoughts again and again return to Don and what he'll do... You hear his car approaching, and then before you know it, he's there. Standing in the open front door. A shiver goes down your spine. He gives you a glance, then the TV, then drops a few plastic bags on the floor. Likely the clothes he brought you... "Forgot something?" he queries. You let out a nervous sigh, then shut the TV and look Don straight in the eyes , realizing that he's giving you a chance to redeem yourself and do as he said... Arms crossed, he's standing there by the closed front door, waiting for your answer... Finally, you muster the courage to say: <<set $linkText to "\"You're right, sorry, I'll to it right away!\"">>[[$linkText|You're right, sorry, I'll to it right away!]] <<set $linkText2 to "\"No, sorry, but what you ask... It's too much...\"">>[[$linkText2|No, sorry, but what you ask... It's too much...]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness + 1>> <<set $day3_kept_clothes_on to true>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-228.png">As weird as it sounds, you're willing to compromise. Yes, you will be on your knees like a good girl waiting for Don to get home. Heck, you'll even put on the blindfold and tie your arms behind your back... And yes, he's seen you naked more than once... You recall your session yesterday in vivid detail... But still you don't feel comfortable kneeling naked in the living room. It's a bit too humiliating... With those thoughts, you grab the blindfold, and the handcuffs, then return to the living room. You put the items on the table, in front of the couch. Right... This suddenly became very real... [[Put on the blindfold]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-262.png">Mentally, you prepare to let him explore your mouth further, but he suddenly takes out his thumb, and releases the grip on your hair. Shaking, you catch your breath, then feel the belt moving away from your back. "Let's see those sexy breasts of yours..." he comments and begins removing your shirt. It's getting hot in here... But you don't mind him removing your shirt, letting it fall... You can feel it landing behind you, trapped by the handcuffs behind your back. Your nipples suddenly become hard at the realization that they're completely exposed... You didn't have a bra to put on today after all, since Don destroyed the only one you had yesterday... "Beautiful. Stay right here." he comments, giving your perky breasts a gentle stroke... You can't help but shudder at his touch... But then he suddenly leaves you just sitting there. You blink in confusion into your blindfold. Where did he go!? But, you don't have to wait long. He's walking towards you, then behind you, crouching, taking you tied wrists into his hands... Your heart skips a beat from the sound of the handcuffs opening on one of your wrists. But you don't dare moving a muscle. Instead you kneel there silently as he slowly pulls away your trapped shirt, then locks the handcuffs back onto your wrist. "Good girl." he comments, standing up, his hand brushing over your arm all the way from your fingers to your shoulders. You let out a deep confused sigh, realizing you've been holding your breath the entire time. Why are your cheeks suddenly so hot, you wonder... [[Don stands in front of you again|Let him play with your mouth]]

<<silently>> <<fadeInMusicFunction "vanilla1">> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-232.png">With Don blocking your path out of the bathroom, you find yourself giving up. With shaking hands, you unbutton your shirt and let it fall to the bathroom floor. Don is eyeing you. Next, you open the clasp of your pants, then pull them away. They easily fall off, since they're a size too big... Don's eyes wander up and down your body, and you suddenly blush. You grab the clothes and begin to move past him. "I'll just... Go fetch the... Things..." you manage to explain, and he steps aside, letting you escape to the bedroom. He doesn't follow you. Quickly, you remove the rest of your clothes, leaving everything on the bedroom floor. Right... The blindfold, and the handcuffs... You open the locker, finding what you're looking for. What happened to not doing what he wanted? You really are doing this anyway, aren't you? So much for standing up to him... But that look he gave you... You don't want to find out what he would've done if you refused... You return to the living room, where you find Don, leaning against one of the walls, hands crossed. Your throat is suddenly dry and you hesitate... Where should you... Don points to a place on the floor, on the mat, in front of the couch. Right... Suddenly your legs are shaking as you make your way over to the center of the living room. You put the items on the low table... This is it... You give a final glance at Don, who nods his encouragement... [[Put on the blindfold|put on blindfold alt]]

<<silently>> <<fadeInMusicFunction "doubt1">> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-239.png">"For fucks sake... Let's calibrate that matrix of yours..." he says, bursting into the bathroom, straight for you. He... what? You flinch back as his looming figure towers over you, but he painfully grabs you, preventing you from escaping. Tears are forming in your eyes as you struggle against his strong grasp, but he ignores your weak efforts. "I'm sorry Don, I'll do it! Just stop... Please! Don!" you cry and scream, but it's no use... "You had your chance..." he growls, then still holding you tight, drops you to your knees in front of the toilet. The impact makes your knees throbb from pain... He grabs your head in one hand, pushing you head first into the toilet bowl... [[Scream!]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-257.png">Suddenly your heart beats faster and your hands start trembling. The thought of putting the blindfold on... You steel yourself, then slip it over your head. Complete darkness surrounds you as the thing presses soft leather over your eyes. It's tight and won't nudge if you shake your head or move. But it doesn't hurt. With fumbling hands, you... [[Lock the hand-cuffs on your left wrist|Lock the hand-cuffs on your left wrist alt]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-257.png">You can't see a thing, but you can feel the living room mat under your feet, the soft leather of the hand-cuffs around your left wrist. With quickening breaths, you put your hands behind your back, then wrap the hand-cuffs around your right wrist. You lock it in place. You're acutely aware of your complete nakedness and exposed body, tied and blindfolded as you are. With shaking legs, you lower yourself down to the floor, kneeling on the mat. You face the general direction of Don, or where you remember him standing... Your loudly beating heart and sharp breaths are the only sounds you hear. That, and the rattle of the handcuffs' chains when you shift positions. Luckily you chose to kneel on the mat, but it's still uncomfortable. You simply cannot find a comfortable position. [[Wait for Don to do something|wait for don alt]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-235.png"><<set $day3_kept_clothes_on to false>>"There. That wasn't so difficult. Maybe even a bit exciting? I'm pleased Amanda." he says, suddenly standing right in front of you. You glance up, naturally seeing nothing through the blindfold. "Thank you..." you manage to hesitantly whisper, then, finding your courage, you ask: "What... what happens now?" "Now, you simply enjoy what happens." Don replies, touching your cheek with his hand. The warmth of his palm on your skin sends shivers down your spine. Hand still on your cheek, his thumb starts rubbing you gently. [[Lean into his hand]] [[Do nothing|Lean into his hand]]

<<silently>> <<fadeInMusicFunction "vanilla1">> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-230.png">The look he's giving you... There's no telling what he'll do to you if you don't do as he wants... And thus, with shaking hands, you remove your shirt and let it fall to the floor. All the while Don is eyeing you. Next, you open the clasp of your pants, then pull them away. They easily fall off, since they're a size too big... Don's eyes wander up and down your body, and you suddenly blush. You grab the clothes and head over to the bedroom. He doesn't follow you. Quickly, you remove the rest of your clothes, leaving everything in the bedroom. Right... The blindfold, and the handcuffs... You open the locker, finding what you're looking for. What happened to not doing what he wanted? You really are doing this anyway, aren't you? So much for standing up to him... But that look he gave you... You don't want to find out what he would've done if you refused... You return to the living room, where you find Don, leaning against one of the walls, hands crossed. Your throat is suddenly dry and you hesitate... Where should you... Don points to a place on the floor, on the mat, in front of the couch. Right... Suddenly your legs are shaking as you make your way over to the center of the living room. You put the items on the low table... This is it... You give a final glance at Don, who nods his encouragement... [[Put on the blindfold|put on blindfold alt]]

<<silently>> <<fadeInMusicFunction "doubt1">> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $defiant_discussions to $defiant_discussions + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-225.png">He looks disappointed. "Too much? Really? Remember what we discussed?" he shakes his head. <<showDefiantDiscussion>> "Right. Prove to me that you understand your nature. Strip naked, right now, then fetch the blindfold and handcuffs from the bedroom, and do as I told you. Or else, I'll punish you, as your behavioural matrix expects." he warns. There it is... The side of Don that likes to reinforce your android programming... You stare at him. What did you think would happen? That he'd return home and be happy that you didn't do what he wanted... His face is serious... You'd best do as he says, or else... [[Do as he says, start by taking off your clothes|You're right, sorry, I'll to it right away!]] [[You stare at him, then shake your head, saying: "No..."]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-238.png">"I'm glad you said that..." he says, approaching fast. He... what? You flinch back as his looming figure towers over you, trying your best to crawl as far away as you can on the couch, then desperately trying to run away, heading to the kitchen... He painfully grabs your hair and you let out a cry in equal parts panic and pain. He's janking your head back, and all your can see is the ceiling. Tears are forming in your eyes as you struggle against his strong grasp, but he ignores your weak efforts, wrapping his arm around your arms, pinning them behind you. Cursing and kicking, you do your best to fend him off, but he suddenly lift you up effortlessly, taking up the flight of stairs easily, directly towards the bathroom! [[Cry out and say you're sorry!]] [[Curse him and struggle!]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $defiance to $defiance + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-238.png">You curse and shout at him, trying to hit and kick him whenever possible, but it's no use... He easily navigates the living room, bringing you into the bathroom... With force, still holding you tight, he drops you to your knees in front of the toilet. The impact makes your knees throbb from pain... He grabs your head in one hand, pushing you head first into the toilet bowl... [[Scream!]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-238.png">"I'm sorry Don, I'll do it! Just stop... Please! Don!" you cry and scream, but it's no use... "You had your chance..." he growls and easily navigates the living room, bringing you into the bathroom... With force, still holding you tight, he drops you to your knees in front of the toilet. The impact makes your knees throbb from pain... He grabs your head in one hand, pushing you head first into the toilet bowl... [[Scream!]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $defiance to $defiance + 2>> <<set $hardcore_punishment to $hardcore_punishment +1>> <<set $day3_hard_punishment to true>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-241.png">In hindsight, screaming was the worst possible thing you could've done in that instance... With one hand he pushes your head deep into the toilet bowl, your hair dropping into the filthy water below... Then water rushes at you from every side as Don flushes the toilet. It fills your mouth, nostrils, ears and eyes... You cough in shock and dry-heave from the smell and the sudden taste of dirty water in your mouth... With all your strength, you try to pull out, but he's much stronger than you, keeping you pinned, unable to move an inch. "Stop, please!" you scream into the bowl, your piercing shriek echoing in your ears. You're rewarded with another torrent of dirty water, soaking your hair, filling your every hole... This time you retch loudly, unable to handle the combination of the smell and the taste... Your lunch comes flowing out in long streams... Without giving you a moment's pause, Don flushes the toilet a third time, just as you're retching your lunch into the depths of the bowl.. The disgusting mix of your puke and the toilet's water rushes to greet you from all sides and you retch loudly again,, adding even more disgusting vomit to the mix... Your vomit gets everywhere, smearing your face, filling your nose, your ears. You can't even imagine how much is stuck in your hair. The water rushes away, but you still need to retch again, and again... This is the most disgusting thing you can possibly think of... "Have you learned your lesson?" Don asks, still pinning you to the toilet... You barely register his voice over the sound of your vomiting... Yes, you have learned your lesson... That Don is either a sadistic mother-fucker, or is using extreme methods to keep you within intended behavioural boundaries... Regardless, you are punished if you don't do as he says... You finally manage to get the retching under control long enough to say: [['"Yes..."'|Yes...]]

<<silently>> <<fadeInMusicFunction "confront1">> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-241.png">"Yes, what?" he demands, still pinning you to the toilet. "Yes, I've learned my lesson..." you manage to stutter, spitting into the bowl. "Good, now clean yourself up." he says, releasing his grip. Grateful, but weak, you pull yourself away from the toilet, slumping down onto the bathroom floor next to the bathtub. Don washes his hands and is about to leave the bathroom, but hesistates by the door. "Look..." he says, without looking at you. "I'm sorry I had to do that. But I see no other way. Your neural network clearly needs strong negative association with disobedience to properly learn." Then he leaves you, closing the bathroom door behind him. You sit there, trying your best not to vomit again... You're dripping disgusting toilet water all over your shirt, soaking it... There's chunks of puke falling from your hair. You can't even begin to imagine how much is stuck in there. [[You're feeling utterly humiliated]] [[You're feeling angry]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-244.png">Timid, like a freightened animal, you approach the bathroom door. Slowly, you grab the handle, pulling it up inch by inch, peaking outside. You're wearing only a towel right now, protecting your modesty. Don is standing outside, patiently waiting for you. He orders you to following him downstairs, into the living room... You do as he says... "I hope you'll follow your programming now. I don't want to punish you again." he warns you, unnecessarily. You know better than to provoke him further... The will to fight literally washed away from you. You say nothing in response. "Prove to me that you don't need to be taught more discipline the hard way." he says, leaning back into the couch. "Drop the towel." he orders, just like that. It's nothing he hasn't seen before, of course, but he's clearly testing you... You really do not want to know what other forms of punishment he'll use if you continue refusing him... Reluctantly, you... [[Strip, letting the towel fall to the floor]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-244.png">Feeling sick, humiliated and weak, you begin to remove the dirty clothes. You throw them in the washing machine, then shower yourself clean. You cry silently as you do so, not understanding why Don would be so cruel, all the while repeatedly applying shampoo and body lotion to your hair and face, scrubbing your ears, nose, everything you can think of... Eventually, you're feeling somewhat clean. Next, your mouth. You wash your teeth with a heavy dose of toothpaste... Four times, just to make sure... Finally, you dry your hair and body on fresh towels, then steel yourself to meet Don again... For now, the safety of the bathroom door is separating the two of you... [[Get back to the living room]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $defiance to $defiance + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-244.png">Feeling sick, weak and angry, you begin to remove the dirty clothes. You throw them in the washing machine, then shower yourself clean. You clench your fist in silence as you do so, not understanding why Don needs to be so cruel to enforce the expected programming on you, all the while repeatedly applying shampoo and body lotion to your hair and face, scrubbing your ears, nose, everything you can think of... Eventually, you're feeling somewhat clean. Next, your mouth. You wash your teeth with a heavy dose of toothpaste... Four times, just to make sure... Finally, you dry your hair and body on fresh towels, then steel yourself to meet Don again... For now, the safety of the bathroom door is separating the two of you... Eventually you find your courage. [[Get back to the living room]]

<<silently>> <<fadeInMusicFunction "vanilla1">> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-245.png">You loosen it up, then let the towel fall away, revealing your fully naked body for Don to see. You cover your breasts with your arm, and with your other arm try to cover your delicates. "That's more like it. Now, crawl over here." he demands. With suddenly shaking knees, you... [[Do as he says, crawl over to him]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-247.png">The floor greets your exposed knees, and you lower yourself to all fours. Then, without glancing up, you slowly make your way over to the couch Don is sitting on. The floor changes to the mat, and you pass the low table that's in front of the couch. Finally, with a final hesitant step, you crawl in front of Don. You don't have the courage to look up, instead settling to looking at his socks... "Good. Now, are you going to be a good girl for the rest of the day?" he asks. <<if $defiance >= $submissiveness>>Being a good girl and doing what he says is not your strong suit... But after what he's done, your willpower is at an all-time low...<<else>>Being a good girl and doing what he says... At this point, your willpower is at an all-time low...<</if>> Shocked at yourself, you find yourself... [[Nodding weakly]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-247.png">Don makes a sound like he doesn't believe you. "Actions is all I care about, Amanda. Put your hands behind your back." he commands. You stare at his socks, then dare a small glance up. He's looking serious. "Don't make me repeat myself." he continues. Something in his eyes tells you you'd best do what he says... With trembling arms, you... [[Put your hands behind your back]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-249.png">You can't believe it, but you're doing it... You sit in a kneeling position in front of Don, then put your hands behind your back... This is beginning to feel like exactly what Don demanded of you earlier, which you refused to do, yet now... Here you are doing it anyway, having been humiliated into submission... Don stands up and walks behind you. "Don't move." he warns, grabbing your wrists. You can hear the rattle of handcuff-chains behind you... In shock, you realize he's about to lock your hands behind your back! Well, what did you expect, this is exactly what he wanted you to do yourself... Your heart is beating faster as you... [[Do not resist]] [[Having learned absolutely nothing at all from earlier, you pull away]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-249.png">You've learned your lesson and remain perfectly still, giving Don complete power over you. He locks your left wrist in the handcuffs, then the right. You give it a tug... They're firm, and with your arms tied behind your back, there's practically nothing you can do to stop Don from doing... With a sudden freightened realization you realize anything... Everything he can think of... "Good, you're learning. Hold still." he says. You can see he has a blindfold in his hand, reaching for your head... [[Let him blindfold you]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $day3_refused_blindfold to true>> <<set $defiance to $defiance + 1>> <<set $defiant_discussions to $defiant_discussions + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-250.png">You've learned no lesson whatsoever from earlier as you pull away, suddenly terrified of letting Don tie you up and make you completely vulnerable. It's clear he was expecting this, because he immediately walks away, and to your horror pulls the power from the failsafe device in the corner of the living room... You stare at him in raw shock, then before you have time to react, the electric shocks soar through you, making you roll on the floor in agony. Don lets you wriggle in pain for a moment, before plugging the device back into the power-socket... Then, while you remain drooling and disoriented on the floor, he snatches your wrists, locking the handcuffs on you behind your back. A moment later you cough, blink in confusion and get your bearings. You're lying down on the living room floor... Don is standing right next to you. Your arms... You can't move them. You give them a tug... The handcuffs are firm, and with your arms tied behind your back, there's practically nothing you can do to stop Don from doing... Well, anything he wants with you... Somehow you manage to get back up into a kneeling position... "What did I tell you about resisting and going against your programmed nature?" he starts, with a frustrated look on his face. <<showDefiantDiscussion>> "Right. Be still now, I'll put a blindfold on you." [[Weak and disoeriented, you're unable to stop him from blindfold you|Let him blindfold you]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-257.png">The pressure of the soft fabric against your face dims all light. It doesn't hurt, but's it's tight, enough so that you won't be able to shake it away without using your hands, which convenitely for Don are now tied behind your back... <<if $day3_refused_blindfold is true>>"Let me make one thing perfectly clear." Don says, grabbing your hair painfully. Still disoeriented, you let out a confused whimper, unable to form words in protest. "You'd best start behaving. Otherwise I must inflict more punishment so your neural network learns." he almost whispers, right next to your ear. Somehow and for some reason, you nod your head, not quite registering that you do so... "Good. Now, show me that you're a good girl and open your mouth." he commands.<<else>>"There. That wasn't so bad, was it?" Don says, stroking your hair. The loss of vision makes your other senses heightened. You're aware of his scent, his touch, the nuances in his voice... You can sense that he's beginning to be pleased with you, no longer angry from your earlier show of resistance... "Now, show me what a good girl you really are and open your mouth." he commands.<</if>> As he says it, he brings his other hand to your cheek, while the other remains on your head, digging deep into your hair. You can feel his thumb resting against your lower lip. Well, what did you expect he would want from you...? Suddenly you heart is beating faster... <<if $day3_refused_blindfold is true>>Don has thoroughly beaten the resistance out of you at this stage, and you weakly...<</if>> [[Open your mouth|open mouth]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $defiance to $defiance + 1>> <<set $day3_ring_gag to true>> <<set $day3_pulled_away_from_bj to true>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-272.png">What he did to you in the toilet... You just cannot shake that from your memory, and here he is, demanding you blow him? You know better than to resist him, fully aware of the fact that you're bound and helpless, and he's made it clear you shouldn't fight your programming... And yet, you pull away, shutting your mouth firmly. "Have it your way..." Don says and the tone of his voice freezes you in panic. What is he... He suddenly grips your jaw, painfully forcing your mouth open. You cry out and pull further away, but he stops you, then shoves something metallic into your mouth. "wathhh tha hukk?" you protest loudly as Don straps something around your head, forcing the metallic object to be pinned in your mouth, connected to a strap that's securely fastened behind your head... "This is a ring-gag, for disobedient and naughty bdsm androids." Don explains. "thake ith outh!" you protest, trying to push it out by working your jaw and pushing with your tongue... Nothing works... The ring-gag, you realize is a metallic ring, hence the name... And it keeps your mouth wide-open... And holy fuck, the amount of drool... You're beginning to drip uncontrollably and have to lean back in order to stop it from falling into your naked breasts. "You look extremely hot in that, I must admit. I hope you don't mind me using your mouth for what it was made for, what what your programming demands it's used for." Don then says, grabbing your head with both his hands. You flinch, trying to pull away, but his fully erect cock brushes your lips, then penetrates your mouth... And there's not a thing you can do to stop it as his grip keeps you pinned down kneeling in front of him... His swollen cock slides in and out of your mouth and Don grunts in appreciation, forcefully tugging and bobbing your head in rhythm with his thrusts. You gag, drooling uncontrollably on yourself, then he suddenly yanks you towards him, lodging his cock deep in your throat, your nose brushing against his pubic hair... You retch loudly at the violent assault, realizing he just deep-throated you... There's nothing you can do but helplessly keep your mouth open, slurping and drooling as his throbbing dick throat-fucks you. In horror you realize that for some unexplainable reason, your pussy is getting a tiny bit wet from doing this! Soon, Don pauses his relentless assault... "Ahh... I want nothing more than to continue this. Your throat is fantastic Amanda." he pulls out of you, leaving a long trail of drool falling down your chin, down over your breasts... You gasp for air. "But I think I'll fuck you properly now." he says. He unstraps the the ring-gag, tossing it to the floor. Then, to your dismay, he puts something leathery around your throat... You realize it's his belt! Your airways are blocked as you try to protest, but he simply lifts you up by your neck, choking you on the belt. Your legs are weak, but find their footing as he pulls you up. The choking that prevents you from breathing briefly goes away as you stand on your own feet... [[Draw a deep breath!]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-294.png">You glance over Don's shoulder. There's minced meat in the fryer. He sees your querying look. "I thought I'd make some pizzas." he says. There's no other ingredients out yet. <<if $day3_hard_punishment is true>>"Look, about earlier, when I dunked your head in the toilet..." he begins, turning his attention to you. The memory is still fresh in your mind... "I did not enjoy doing it." he says, apologetically. That is not what you expected him to say, because you find it hard to believe... "I didn't like it either..." you manage to reply, trying to read his expression. He shrugs. "I know. That's why it's so effective. You cannot stray from your programming. It's the only reason I did it." he explains, attempting to put you at ease. But at this point, you know exactly what kind of man Don is. He says he doesn't enjoy hurting you, but you doubt he's telling the truth. But as much as you hate it, you do need his help for the time being. Speaking of...<<else>>You change the subject...<</if>> "Did you make any progress on deactivating the failsafe?" he gives the minced meat a thoughtful stir. "Yes, actually, I did. But it's a lot more complicated than I thought..." he begins. "First, we're going to have to scramble the signal in a very specific way, we can't just block it or disable it. Secondly, we need to operate, removing the primary receiver and the primary shock-trigger inside of you. And thirdly, we need to identify and somehow disable all the secondary triggering-systems that expect to periodically receive a pulse from the primary trigger..." he lets out a sigh. "Especially that last part... Every android was built with a unique, secret, hash, or salt, if you will, that defines the locations and number of secondary triggers..." You're not sure what he's talking about. Don sees your confused expression. "To put it plain: I don't know where those secondary triggers are inside of you, nor how many there are, because I don't know the secret hash-number that was used in your failsafe assembly-phase..." You shake your head, confused. "Wait, I don't... Does that mean..." Don nods his head. "I'm afraid so. I can't just go digging inside you and hope I find them all. Operating on you... I mean, yes, you're an android, but you're still mostly organic. It's extremely risky." he stirs the minced meat again, then returns his attention to you. "But, don't lose hope. There could be a way to disable the triggers in another way. Essentially, we'd flush your system with suppressants that mimic the chemical signals sent by the primary trigger, ensuring that the secondary triggers always receive a positive value." Well, that's more like it. From Don's long pause now you sense he's not telling everything. [['"And the catch?"'|And the catch?]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-294.png">"And the catch...?" you query, suddenly dreading the answer. He rubs his forehead as if in pain. "The... catch as you put it... Is that I don't know what the suppressant would be, nor its side-effects. We're talking about some sort of drug that you'd have to take for the rest of your life. And, that's not all, I also don't know how to scramble the signal between the box in the living room and the primary receiver inside of you. When we operate to remove the primary receiver, and the primary trigger, a tamper-proof switch will trigger... Which will kill you, unless we can scramble the signal in just the right way during the operation... I'll have to investigate more on all these topics..." he sighs, then, truly apologetically, face full of empathy, he says: "I'm sorry." This is all a bit too much to take in right now. You slump down in one of the chairs in the kitchen, staring out of the window at the afternoon sun illuminating the forest. In the background, Don is taking out all sorts of ingredients for the pizzas, as if he hadn't just shared some pretty heavy news to you, but you're barely aware of him right now. Looking at the bright side of things, there is a way... But, somehow knowing this doesn't make it feel better. Before this, the fix could've been anything and as easy as your imagination allowed it. Now knowing how dangerous and complicated it is... You're beginning to truly hate the researchers at Don's institute for every coming up with such a devious failsafe mechanism. Eventually, you gather yourself. "But you think you can do it?" you ask softly, still staring out of the window. Don's silence is not comforting as he thinks what to say. He puts a bag of flour on the kitchen table. "Everything is possible, yes. But, the trick is how I'll figure all of these things out without anyone at the institute becoming suspicious and looking into my activities..." Right, that makes sense... You simply nod at his answer. [['"Thank you."'|Thank you]] [[Say nothing|say nothing day 3]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $day3_is_not_angry to true>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-296.png">"Thank you Don." you say, sincerely. You begin to appreciate his efforts a bit more, now that you know just how complicated things are. He nods, a sad smile on his face. "Don't mention it." He brings out the rest of the things he needs, crushed tomatoes, tomate sauce, spices, flour, yeast, water, sugar, oil, salt, onions, pineapple, cheese... The list goes on. "Let's look at the positive side: We now know what to do, it's just the details that are blurry. How about a distraction, to think on something else? Want to help with the pizzas?" Don says, gesturing towards the mountain of ingredients. It sure does look like more than a one-man-job... [[Help him with the pizza]] [[You need to digest these news alone for a while]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-296.png">Your not paying attention anymore, the news are making your thoughts spiral into unpleasant places... Meanwhile, Don brings out the rest of the things he needs, crushed tomatoes, tomate sauce, spices, flour, yeast, water, sugar, oil, salt, onions, pineapple, cheese... The list goes on. He breaks the silence. "Let's look at the positive side: We now know what to do, it's just the details that are blurry. How about a distraction, to think on something else? Want to help with the pizzas?" Don says, gesturing towards the mountain of ingredients. It sure does look like more than a one-man-job... [[Help him with the pizza]] [[You need to digest these news alone for a while]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-298.png"><<set $day3_helped_with_pizza to true>>"Sure, I'll help." you say, grateful to get something else to think about. "Where do we begin?" Don smiles at your question, then starts explaining... [[You and Don spend the next two hours making the pizzas|pizzas done]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-299.png"><<set $day3_helped_with_pizza to false>>"I'd rather process this alone a moment..." you weakly manage to say and stand up, heading for the living room. "Sure, take your time." Don says behind you. The soft couch welcomes you and you lie down in the corner, curling up into a ball. Don is busy in the kitchen, scrambling with various bowls, but you're not paying attention to any of that. Instead, your mind is turned inwards, to the uncomfortable thought that maybe you'll never get rid of the failsafe... Or that something will go wrong when you do decide to attempt to remove it, and the tamper-switch triggers, killing you... You find that, despite all that has happened and your circumstances, you do prefer to live. The thought of dying fills you with dread and fear... Minutes go by, and Don is still busy in the kitchen. [[Watch some TV to distract yourself]] [[Help Don with the pizza]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-301.png">You put on the TV and curl back into a ball in the corner of the couch. You try to find something that'll cheer you up and distract you from the negative thoughts. [[Watch TV for a while|pizzas done]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-298.png"><<set $day3_helped_with_pizza to true>>Eventually, you gather yourself and wipe away tears you didn't realize had fallen down your cheeks. Standing up, you walk back to the kitchen. Don looks up in surprise. "I changed my mind. I'll help." you say, grateful to get something else to think about. Don is smiling, a genuinely happy smile. "Great! Here, do this..." he instructs... [[You and Don spend the next two hours making the pizzas|pizzas done]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-303.png"><<set $day3_asked_about_bio_enhancers to false>><<set $day3_asked_about_newscaster_name to false>>The two of you eat in silence, fully focusing on the movie and the pizzas. They taste heavenly. You actually find yourself drawn into the intense plot. Eventually, the pizzas are devoured and your hunger is satisfied. "I put the bag of clothes that didn't fit by the front door." You comment, still watching the movie. Don briefly glances in that direction. "Good, thanks. I hope you found enough that you liked?" he asks. You simply nod. Yes you did. Satisfied with your short answer, Don returns his attention to the movie. He really does like "Died Harder", doesn't he? You're beginning to see new sides of Don... A part of him that, in this moment, does not have a desire to hurt you in any way... [[Ask him about the newscaster called Amanda]] [[Ask him about the bio-electronic enhancers you saw in the ad]] [[Just watch the movie]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-303.png"><<set $day3_asked_about_newscaster_name to true>>You're curious about the coincidence, or if it indeed is a coincidence, that the newscaster's name was Amanda and the name Don chose to give you was also Amanda. "I watched the news yesterday." you begin. You think you see his shoulder tense, for a brief moment, but it could've been him just reacting to your voice interrupting the movie. Without turning his attention to you, he asks: "Something interesting?". "Yes. Did you know that the newscaster on BB News is also an Amanda?" you try to read his reaction and Don's smile betrays it all. "I know. She's hot, isn't she?" he now turns to face you, giving you a wink and a broad smile. "What, you want to fuck her, is that why you chose to give me her name??" you ask, in shock at his statement. He waves his hand as if to dismiss the thought. "No! Of course not. I was just messing with you." he smiles, turning his attention back to the movie. You're not sure if he really is messing with you, or is trying to brush the topic away. You're not satisfied with the answer... "So, where did you come with the name, then?" you grill him. He shrugs. "You really want to know?" [['"Yes!"'|Yes!]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-303.png"><<set $day3_asked_about_bio_enhancers to true>>You're curious about the bio-electronic body-enhancers that you saw on TV. "I saw a commercial about some bio-electronic implants." you begin. Does Don look a bit uncomfortable at this question? No, it's probably nothing... "Yeah, I know about those. They're part of the spin-off products from the AIRI research institute. Technology developed jointly by us and another company." he says, turning to face you. "What about them?" Well, whatever you expected Don to say, that wasn't it. "So this other company, they sell them to anyone?" you ask. "Pretty much, yeah. Or they're trying to. They haven't really been a huge success, that I know." he shrugs. "But they did have some pretty advanced technology, which is why we partnered with them when we started to research more advanced AI androids." he continues, then returns his attention to the movie, like it settles the discussion. A sudden bad feeling comes over you, and you must ask: "And an energy-meter like this..." you point to your wrist. "Was developed by the other company?" you dread his answer, but Don calmly nods his head. "Yes, by request from us. The models weren't always as advanced as you are, which is why we needed an easy-to-use alternative way for signalling hunger and thirst. In you, it's a legacy feature." he once again returns his attention to the movie. Right... You decide to drop the subject for now. [[Watch the movie|Just watch the movie]] <<if $day3_asked_about_newscaster_name is false>>[[Ask him about the newscaster called Amanda]]<</if>>

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-303.png">"Yes!" you say, like it's clear as day. He leans back in the couch, a wrinkle on his forehead. "Well... There was this girl in high-school that I had a crush on..." he says, and you regret asking. "Amanda?" you ask, knowing the answer... He nods. "I never had the courage to ask her out. But I still think it's a nice name." he sees your hesitation. "You look nothing like her, trust me. I only chose that name because it has a nice ring to it, alright?" he holds up both hands as if accepting defeat. "You wanted to know, now you know. Believe what you want." smiling, he returns his attention to the movie. You're not sure if you believe him or not... [[Watch the movie|Just watch the movie]] <<if $day3_asked_about_bio_enhancers is false>>[[Ask him about the bio-electronic enhancers you saw in the ad]]<</if>>

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-303.png"><<set $day3_no_requests_question to false>><<set $day3_why_leave_question to false>>The two of you continue watching the movie "Died Harder", where the protagonist is currently climbing in some ventilation shafts, trying to avoid the antagonists. An hour later the credits roll on the screen. Don turns his attention to you. "Well, what did you think? Pretty good, right?" You have to think for a moment... It was entertaining, wasn't it..? You reply: [['"It was very good, yeah!"'|It was very good, yeah!]] [['"It was alright."'|It was alright.]] [['"It was mediocre, at best."'|It was mediocre, at best.]] [['"Nah, pretty boring actually."'|Nah, pretty boring actually.]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-303.png">Don's face lights up. "Better than alright I'd say. A true classic!" he glances at the clock, then sighs. It's already 8 PM. "I have to get back to town before it gets darker." he says, then starts clearing the table from dishes. You... <<set $linkText to "Say: \"You can go, I'll clean up after us.\"">>[[$linkText|Say: You can go, I'll clean up after us.]] [[Silently help with cleaning up after you]] [[Silently sit on the couch]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness +1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-303.png">Don's face lights up. "I know! It's a classic for sure." he glances at the clock, then sighs. It's already 8 PM. "I have to get back to town before it gets darker." he says, then starts clearing the table from dishes. You... <<set $linkText to "Say: \"You can go, I'll clean up after us.\"">>[[$linkText|Say: You can go, I'll clean up after us.]] [[Silently help with cleaning up after you]] [[Silently sit on the couch]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-303.png">Don shakes his head, then laughing says: "No way! It's a damned classic for sure." he glances at the clock, then sighs. It's already 8 PM. "I have to get back to town before it gets darker." he says, then starts clearing the table from dishes. You... <<set $linkText to "Say: \"You can go, I'll clean up after us.\"">>[[$linkText|Say: You can go, I'll clean up after us.]] [[Silently help with cleaning up after you]] [[Silently sit on the couch]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $defiance to $defiance + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-303.png">Don looks at you like you're an alient. "What? Died Harder is near damn perfection when it comes to cinema! A damned classic!" he grunts in despair, then glances at the clock, sighing. It's already 8 PM. "I have to get back to town before it gets darker." he says, then starts clearing the table from dishes. You... <<set $linkText to "Say: \"You can go, I'll clean up after us.\"">>[[$linkText|Say: You can go, I'll clean up after us.]] [[Silently help with cleaning up after you]] [[Silently sit on the couch]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness +1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-312.png">Don looks back, half-way to the kitchen. "Oh, alright. Thanks." he puts the things he was carrying in the sink, then goes to the bathroom. You clean up and wash the dishes. Then, when you're finished, you head back to the living room. Don is by the front door, grabbing the bag of clothing that you did not want to keep. You find yourself... [['Asking: "Why do you have to leave every evening?"'|Asking: Why do you have to leave every evening?]] [['Asking: "No requests for tomorrow...?"'|Asking: No requests for tomorrow...?]] <<set $linkText to "Saying: \"I'll see you tomorrow.\"">>[[$linkText|Saying: I'll see you tomorrow.]] [[Saying nothing|say nothing day 3 don goes away]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-313.png">You help Don do the cleaning up and washing of the dishes. Then, when you're finished, he heads for the front door, grabbing the bag of clothing that you did not want to keep. You find yourself... [['Asking: "Why do you have to leave every evening?"'|Asking: Why do you have to leave every evening?]] [['Asking: "No requests for tomorrow...?"'|Asking: No requests for tomorrow...?]] <<set $linkText to "Saying: \"I'll see you tomorrow.\"">>[[$linkText|Saying: I'll see you tomorrow.]] [[Saying nothing|say nothing day 3 don goes away]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-314.png">You let Don do the cleaning up and washing of the dishes. Then, when he's finished, he heads for the front door, grabbing the bag of clothing that you did not want to keep. You find yourself... [['Asking: "Why do you have to leave every evening?"'|Asking: Why do you have to leave every evening?]] [['Asking: "No requests for tomorrow...?"'|Asking: No requests for tomorrow...?]] <<set $linkText to "Saying: \"I'll see you tomorrow.\"">>[[$linkText|Saying: I'll see you tomorrow.]] [[Saying nothing|say nothing day 3 don goes away]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-315.png"><<set $day3_why_leave_question to true>>"Why do you have to leave every evening?" you find yourself asking, hands crossed. You're not sure why you asked... Do you want him to stay longer? Or even spend the night...? Or maybe you're just curious... Don simply answers: "It's a pretty long drive to the institute in the morning from here, but much closer from my apartment in town." His answer makes sense... Next, you find yourself... <<set $linkText to "Saying: \"I'll see you tomorrow.\"">>[[$linkText|Saying: I'll see you tomorrow.]] [[Saying nothing|say nothing day 3 don goes away]] <<if $day3_no_requests_question is false>>[['Asking: "No requests for tomorrow...?"'|Asking: No requests for tomorrow...?]]<<else>><<if $submissiveness > $defiance>>[['Asking: "Can you stay the night...?"'|Asking: Can you stay the night...?]]<</if>><</if>>

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-315.png"><<set $day3_no_requests_question to true>>A bit worried, but also relieved, you find yourself asking: "No requests for tomorrow?" his smile answers everything. "No, but don't worry, I have something special planned..." he reveals. Of course he does... Next, you find yourself... <<set $linkText to "Saying: \"I'll see you tomorrow.\"">>[[$linkText|Saying: I'll see you tomorrow.]] [[Saying nothing|say nothing day 3 don goes away]] <<if $day3_why_leave_question is false>>[['Asking: "Why do you have to leave every evening?"'|Asking: Why do you have to leave every evening?]]<<else>><<if $submissiveness > $defiance>>[['Asking: "Can you stay the night...?"'|Asking: Can you stay the night...?]]<</if>><</if>>

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-315.png">You watch Don pack his things, put on his shoes and coat, grab the bag of clothing and head for the door. "Well, hopefully I'll have some good news tomorrow. I'll be back at 4 PM again. Bye." he waves. You wave back. "See you tomorrow." you reply. Smiling, he leaves, closing the front door behind him. [[Exhausted, sit on the couch for a moment]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-315.png">You watch Don pack his things, put on his shoes and coat, grab the bag of clothing and head for the door. "Well, hopefully I'll have some good news tomorrow. I'll be back at 4 PM again. Bye." he waves, but you don't wave back. He doesn't seem to mind as he smiles and leaves, closing the front door behind him. [[Exhausted, sit on the couch for a moment]]

<<silently>> <<fadeInMusicFunction "home_alone1">> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-322.png"><<set $day3_don_sleeps_over to false>>This has been a roller-coaster of a day...<<if $day3_hard_punishment is true>> Don's punishments for disobedience are completely different than you imagine, as evident by him almost drowning you in dirty toilet-water and your own vomit... <<if $day3_refused_blindfold is true>>And his use of the failsafe device to give you an electric shock, rendering you completely powerless to resist him as he tied your hands and put a blindfold on you... <<if $day3_ring_gag is true>>And when you refused to just straight-up suck his cock like a dirty slut after that, he forcefully put a ring-gag in your mouth, practically fucking your face as punishment...<</if>><</if>> You shake your head at the thought.<</if>> The way he made you feel when you knelt in front of him... Him choking you with his leather belt and taking you from behind, bent over the couch like that... And then just being a completely different person, making pizza, watching a movie, continuing to help with deactivating the failsafe... To say you have mixed feelings would be an understatement. After everything that has happened today, you can't help but feel... [[...more distant from Don.]] [[...a bit closer to Don.]] [[... undecided.]] <<if $day3_hard_punishment is true>><<if $day3_is_not_angry is false>>[[...angry with Don.]]<</if>><<else>>[[...a lot closer to Don.]]<</if>>

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-315.png">Your voice quavers as you ask: "Can you stay the night...?" Something about the way you asked makes him stop, with just one shoe on. He looks at you a long moment, then finally asks: "Are you sure that you really want me to stay?" You literally just asked, but now, you don't know... After everything he's done to you yesterday, today... After all that, do you want him to spend the night? Whatever the reason why you asked in the first place, you now say.. <<if $day3_hard_punishment is false>>[['"Yes, I do."'|Yes, I do.]]<<else>>[['"Yes, I do."'|yes but don says no]]<</if>> <<set $linkText to "\"No, you're right, it's best if you don't...\"">>[[$linkText|No, you're right, it's best if you don't...]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness +1>> <<set $day3_don_sleeps_over to true>> <<set $don_love_points to $don_love_points + 1>> <</if>> <<fadeInMusicFunction "home_alone1">> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-330.png">Considering what Don has been doing to you, you're surprised by yourself when you say: "Yes, I do." In that moment, when you utter the words, you realize that his company is welcome, when all is said and done. Maybe you're beginning to feel a connection, or comfort, in his presence. The fact that he continues to help you with the failsafe even when it has proven to be more difficult than anticipated surely helps as well. Don looks genuinely speechless. He hesitates. "Well... Just remember that I'll have to leave early if I wish to make it in time for work." he warns. You nod and say: "I don't mind." Relief on his face, he then takes off the one shoe he'd managed to put on and comes back to the living room. "Alright. Want to watch something else?" he asks, coming over to you. Suddenly you just want to spend time with him, doing whatever. It doesn't really matter. "Sure." the two of you sit back on the couch. [[Sit right next to Don]] [[Sit a few feet away from Don]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-315.png">You answer truthfully: "No, you're right, it's best if you don't." Don nods, an unreadable expression on his face. Somewhere between relief and disappointment, confusingly. He simply nods his understanding. You watch him pack his things, put on his other shoe and coat, grab the bag of clothing and head for the door. "Well, hopefully I'll have some good news tomorrow. I'll be back at 4 PM again. Bye." he waves. You wave back. "See you tomorrow." you reply. With a final glance back, he leaves, closing the front door behind him. [[Exhausted, sit on the couch for a moment]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $don_love_points to $don_love_points + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-315.png">You don't know why you say it, considering how Don treated you today, but you say: "Yes, I do." Maybe you do forgive him. Maybe you want him to stay because you're really beginning to feel a connection, or comfort, in his presence. The fact that he continues to help you with the failsafe even when it has proven to be more difficult than anticipated surely helps... Whatever the reason, you do want him to stay the night. Don slow nods, then shakes his head. "Thank you, but I'll have to decline. Maybe another day?" he says, an unreadable expression on his face. Disappointed, you nod and watch him pack his things, put on his other shoe and coat, grab the bag of clothing and head for the door. "Well, hopefully I'll have some good news tomorrow. I'll be back at 4 PM again. Bye." he waves. You wave back. "See you tomorrow." you reply, disappointed that he didn't want to stay. With a final glance back, he leaves, closing the front door behind him. [[Exhausted, sit on the couch for a moment]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-322.png">Too much has been said and done, leaving you completely unable to make up your mind about how you feel about Don. On the one hand, he continues to demand things from you, this is true, but thus far it's nothing you can't handle... You think. In exchange for those things, he continues to help you... And then the moments after where he acts like a friend, if you can call him that, given the unique set of circumstances you find yourself in... Don is a complicated man, and this is a complicated situation. You're not sure how you're supposed to feel. [[Watch some news, then go to bed early]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $defiance to $defiance + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-322.png">His actions speak louder than his words. Firstly, he continues to demand things from you... Things that you did not expect to be doing, let alone be punished for if you don't... Still, one way or another, you end up doing what he wants, always. In exchange for doing those things, Don continues to help you... And then the moments after where he tries to act like a friend, if you can even call him that, given the unique set of circumstances you find yourself in... Don is a man who likes to take advantage of a helpless woman, or android in your case. This is clear to you. And you're not growing closer to him, that's for sure. Still, you do need his help, this you cannot deny... For the time being, maybe it's best to stay on his good side, even if you dislike the thought... [[Watch some news, then go to bed early]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $don_love_points to $don_love_points + 1>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-322.png">After everything is said and done, you feel a bit closer to Don after today. Sure, he continues to demand things from you, this is true, but thus far it's nothing you can't handle. In exchange, he continues to help you. A strange friendship of sorts has formed between you, if you can call it that, given the unique set of circumstances you find yourself in. [[Watch some news, then go to bed early]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $don_love_points to 0>> <<set $defiance to $defiance + 2>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-322.png">You would never have willingly found yourself in the situation that you do. Don's actions speak volumes louder than his words... The way that he continuously demands things from you and punishes you in the worst imaginable ways... You shudder at the memory if him flushing the toilet on your face multiple times... And the things he did to you after... One way or another, he always gets what he wants, and you can either give it to him willingly and hate it, or suffer punishment and then do it, hating it even more... And then he tries to prevent everything is normal after it all, acting like a friend, which he sure as hell is not... No, Don is pure and simply a man who likes to take advantage of a helpless woman, or android in your case. And you realize now that you are angry with him. Still, you do need his help, this you cannot deny... For the time being, maybe it's best to stay on his good side, even if you hate the thought... [[Watch some news, then go to bed early]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $don_love_points to $don_love_points + 2>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness + 2>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-322.png">After everything is said and done, you feel quite good about today. Don continues to demand things from you, this is true, but you enjoy those moments after-the-fact enough to make it worth it. Worth his continued help and even friendship of sorts, if you can call it that, given the unique set of circumstances you find yourself in. [[Watch some news, then go to bed early]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-301.png">The news seems to be the best source of information about the goings-on of the world, you've come to realize. And that's probably why they're called news... You grab the remote, browsing until you find BB News. The familiar voice of Amanda, the newscaster, greets you. "Welcome to BB News. I'm Amanda Holland, your newscaster this evening." She begins: "Protests continue to erupt in Denmark, following the corruption allegations of former secretary of state Johan Larsen. Over 2200 people have been arrested, the police say, and twenty people have died nationwide in the protests." It looks like things are escalation fast in this place called Denmark. You hope the protesters know what they're doing and that they're fighting for a good cause... Amanda the newscaster continues: "The body of Jessica Woodsman was found just hours ago." On screen the news show police officer's searching a woody landscape. "The three girls Emma Johnsson, Jessica Woodsman and Hanna Downton went missing over three months ago. The body of Emma Johnsson was found earlier this week. All girls studied at the University of Cambridge." You glance out of the window. Do all forests in England, the country that Don says you're located in, look the same? You glance at the TV screen. Yeah no, the trees are probably the same sort, but that's where the similarities end. The newscaster continues: "Oil prices have once again risen sharply after Saudi Arabia has cut production of oil by two million barrels per day. The wide-spread panic of oil shortages have lead to mile-long queues to gas-stations in almost every country, including the UK. The official government guideline is to only buy what you need and not panic-buy in quantity." Huh. Panic is never good. At least people have something else to think about now than the potential threat of artificial intelligences taking over the world... "That's it for now. I've been Amanda Holland, and this was BB News." Right. Well, you sure as hell don't feel better after watching the news... [[Go to bed|go to bed day 3]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-329.png">After washing you teeth and freshening up, you decide to get some well-needed shut-eye. After today, you're exhausted. You're unsure if it's Don's treatment of you or the amount of pizza, or the lack of sleep the previous night due to the storm, but you really need some sleep right now... You fall asleep almost instantly... [[Sleep|sleep day 3 end]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-331.png">As Don chooses a place to sit on, you deliberately sit right next to him as he reaches for the remote. He doesn't comment on your closeness, but he's smiling with his eyes, clearly happy that you asked him to stay. Soon, another movie is playing from the TV, this one's called "Penance" and features a woman in a gorgeous green dress. You think the main actress Ceira Nightly is stunningly beautiful and are instantly drawn to the plot. [[Cuddle with Don]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-331.png">The two of you sit back down on the couch and Don reaches for the remote. You can see he's smiling with his eyes, clearly happy that you asked him to stay. Soon, another movie is playing from the TV, this one's called "Penance" and features a woman in a gorgeous green dress. You think the main actress Ceira Nightly is stunningly beautiful and are instantly drawn to the plot. [[Cuddle with Don]] [[Watch the movie|Watch the movie no cuddle]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness +1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-333.png">You shuffle closer, leaning on Don, feeling his warmth. He wraps his arm around you and you cuddle closer. Now, when he's not actively trying to hurt you in any way or dominate you, Don is a completely different person... You watch the movie, chit-chatting about various unimportant topics, commenting on the things that are happening on-screen. Half-way through the movie, you're beginning to feel tired and lie down on the couch, head resting on Don's lap. He gently strokes your hair while to two of you continue watching the movie. His touch is calming and warm. When the credits roll for the movie you cry at the unfairness that the two lovers of the plot never got to reunite. A tear falls on your face from above. Wait, is Don...? You glance up. He's trying his best to hide that he's also been crying. "Got something in my eye..." he explains, trying to blink away his tears. In that brief moment, something flutters in your heart, seeing him vulnerable like this... [[Kiss Don]] [[Don't kiss him, just sit back up on the couch|Sit back up on the couch]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-334.png">The two of you watch the movie, chit-chatting about various unimportant topics, commenting on the things that are happening on-screen. You can feel yourself being drawn into the plot, rooting for the two lovers. Don is equally drawn to the plot of the movie, you can tell. When the credits roll for the movie you cry at the unfairness that the two lovers of the plot never got to reunite. You glance at Don through teary-eyes. Is he also crying? He sees you gaze and tries his best to hide that he's also been crying. "Got something in my eye..." he explains, trying to blink away his tears. You did not know he had such a soft side. [[Wipe away your tears|Sit back up on the couch]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $don_love_points to $don_love_points + 1>> <<set $day3_kissed_don to true>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-335.png">You sit up on the couch, no longer resting your head in Don's lap, then you lean in close, searching for his lips with yours. It's clear he wasn't expecting it, because at first he doesn't understand what you're doing. Then, your lips connect, and you can taste the salt from his tears on your lips and your tongue. His lips are soft, gently caressing yours. Your tongues briefly meeting, tasting each-other, as you gingerly explore his mouth. You shudder, pulling away momentarily. Don doesn't stop you. For a few intense heart beats, you simply look at each other. Then, he breaks the silence. "Great movie..." he whimpers softly and starts crying again. You can't help it, you also start crying. "Better than Died Harder... Excuse me..." he stands up, heading upstairs and the bathroom, where you hear him blowing his nose. Then he returns. Eventually, the two of you calm down and close the TV. It's already a bit past 10 PM and dark outside. The two of you wash your teeth, then you head to the bedroom. "I'll sleep on the couch." Don says softly, not meeting your gaze. "I'll just grab a some blankets and a pillow..." he continues, heading upstairs to the bedroom. You follow him. [[Suggest that he sleep with you in the bed instead]] [[Let him sleep on the couch]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-336.png">You wipe away your tears and sit straight in the couch, and you can see that Don is doing the same thing. "Great movie." Don whimpers softly and starts crying again. You can't help it, you also start crying. "Better than Died Harder... Excuse me..." he stands up, heading for the bathroom, where you hear him blowing his nose. Eventually, the two of you calm down and close the TV. It's already a bit past 10 PM and dark outside. The two of you wash your teeth, then you head to the bedroom. "I'll sleep on the couch." Don proclaims. "I'll just grab a some blankets and a pillow..." he continues, heading upstairs to the bedroom. You follow him. [[Suggest that he sleep with you in the bed instead]] [[Let him sleep on the couch]]

<<silently>> <<fadeInMusicFunction "spicy2">> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-337.png">When you reach the bedroom, Don walks past you, but you put a hand on his shoulder. He stops. "No need, we can share the bed." you say, letting your hand fall. Again he smiles with his eyes more so than his lips. "Alright, if you're sure?" he queries. You nod your head. Yes, you're sure. "Okay then." his smile is genuine as he shuts the bedroom light, then heads to the other side of the bed. He sees the look on your face. "Was this your side?" he asks with raised eyebrows. "Yes, but that's fine..." you answer, and begin to undress. He gives you a smile that makes you blush as you do, and then he does the same. He keeps his boxers on and goes to bed, resting on his back with closed eyes. It's warm tonight, the blanket lying forgotten next to him. You silently admire the muscles on this stomach as you finish undressing, leaving on only your underwear. Then you slip into the bed next to him. <<if $day3_kissed_don is true>>[[Try to sleep]]<<else>>[[Try to sleep|sleep no sex]]<</if>>

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-348.png"><<set $day3_don_sleep_couch to true>>He grabs two of the many blankets in the bed, and a pillow, then heads back downstairs to the couch. From the stairs, you glance after him into the living room where he's preparing his temporary bed. He puts one blanket on the couch, throws the pillow on top of it, then undresses to his boxers. When he gives you a glance you pretend you weren't watching. Then he slinks under the other blanket, letting out a long sigh. "Good night." he calls from the couch, not looking up. "Good night." you reply, walking upstairs and closing the bedroom door. Undressing, it's your turn to slink under a blanket. After today, you're exhausted. You're unsure if it's Don's treatment of you or the amount of pizza, or the lack of sleep the previous night due to the storm, but you really need some sleep right now... You fall asleep almost instantly... [[Sleep|sleep day 4 start don is there]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-349.png"><<set $day3_don_sleep_couch to false>>After today, you're exhausted. You're unsure if it's Don's treatment of you or the amount of pizza, or the lack of sleep the previous night due to the storm, but you really need some sleep right now... It's strangely comforting to have Don sleeping next to you in the bed. You glance over, where the steady rise and fall of his chest signals that Don is already approaching dream-land. You too close your eyes, listening to the rhythm of this breath. You fall asleep almost instantly... [[Sleep|sleep day 4 start don is there]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-337.png">After today, you're exhausted. You're unsure if it's Don's treatment of you or the amount of pizza, or the lack of sleep the previous night due to the storm, but you really need some sleep right now... It's comforting to have Don sleeping next to you in the bed. You glance over, where the steady rise and fall of his chest signals that Don is already approaching dream-land. You too close your eyes, listening to the rhythm of this breath. But sleep doesn't come. For one, it's especiallt warm tonight. With the blanket it's too hot, and so you leave it alone... You turn in the bed, first left, then uncomfortable, to the right. You're sure that Don is already asleep, based on his deep breaths. Sneaking a glance at Don, you notice that his eyes are closed. He really is asleep isn't he? Suddenly you get an urge to rest your head on his chest and snuggle with him... Blushing, you wonder where these thoughts came from? Then, silently, you decide to... [[Cuddle with him|cuddle in bed]] [[Not risk waking him|Let him sleep]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-349.png">No, best to not risk waking him, you decide. Eventually, you too fall asleep, exhaustion finally catching up with you... [[Sleep|sleep day 4 start don is there]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-339.png">Trying your best not to wake him, you slowly and carefully snuggle up against him. You can feel the heat from his body, making the night even hotter... But you find that you don't care. It's more comfortable sleeping here... You close your eyes, trying to sleep... You could make yourself even cozier if you want to... [[Put your arm around him and hug him|Cuddle under his blanket]] [[No this is fine, don't disturb him more|Let him sleep]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-340.png">As carefully and slowly as you place your arm around him, then snuggle up against him, taking in a deep breath of his scent as you do. He's still lying on his back, but his face is looking away from you, the calm breathing of his chest showing no signs of waking up. Ah, this is much better. His chest rising calmly puts you at ease and your own breaths deepen. You can feel the pulse of his beating heart under your hand. [[Satisfied, you fall asleep]] [[Snuggle even closer]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-349.png">Finally warm and comfortable, your breath deepends to match that of Don's. It doesn't take long for you to fall asleep... [[Sleep|sleep day 4 start don is there]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-341.png">You wrap your leg around him as well, hugging him for warmth. His scent is intoxicating and you find yourself breathing in deep, no longer trying to calm yourself and sleep, but to catch as much of his scent as possible. Your hand resting on him absent-mindedly starts to wander over his stomach and naked chest, feeling the muscles on his body... Either he's awake and flexing, or, he's got very defined muscles even in his sleep... [[Snap out of it, just sleep|Satisfied, you fall asleep]] [[Explore further]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-341.png">You can't help yourself. Suddenly intrigued by the sleeping Don, you explore further, your hand brushing over his arm, back over his chest, over belly, down to his legs... You hands are stopped by an obstacle. You flinch, drawing back your hand. Don's deep breaths continue like nothing happened... Did you just... Does he have? You wait a moment to ensure that he is, in fact, sleeping. He shows no signs of being awake, no hint of a smile at you touching his erect penis through the boxers... He remains peaceful asleep. Danger over for now, you... [[Touch him down there again]] [[Stop and go to sleep]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-349.png">You feel like you've explored quite enough already. Warm and comfortable, your breath deepends to match that of Don's. It doesn't take long for you to fall asleep... [[Sleep|sleep day 4 start don is there]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-343.png"><<set $day3_played_with_cock to true>>Curious at a Don who isn't trying to force his will on you, you continue exploring with your hand. His fully erect dick is stretching his boxers. How can he have a hard boner, and be asleep, at the same time? A good dream? Your hand brushes the fabric of his boxers, testing to see how he reacts. Nothing. In the clear, you carefully pull down his boxers, letting his dick stand tall on its own. It falls over onto his stomach, no longer bound by the constraints of the boxers. You notice that it goes up a tiny bit past his belly-button.. You let your hand caress the surface of his cock and it throbs from your touch. This thing has a conscience of its own! You're sure that Don is going to wake up at any moment, but he doesn't... His throbbing cock remains erect, responding to your touch. You gently roll back-and-forth the skin at the tip of his cock... [[That was interesting, but it's time to stop now.]] [[Curious, you continue.]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-349.png">You feel like you've explored quite enough already. You carefully put his dick back into his boxers... It takes a moment for you to calm down again, but eventually your breath deepends to match that of Don's. Then it doesn't take long for you to fall asleep... [[Sleep|sleep day 4 start don is there]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-343.png">You continue stroking his cock, grabbing it firmer in your hand, doing gentle deep strokes up and down his shaft. Suddenly he moans and turns your way! Paralyzed, you simply lie there, hand clutching his cock, staring at his face for any signs that he's awake. Instead, his breath continue to be deep, and he moans again. Your hand is still firmly grasping his cock. Slowly, you loosen your grip. He's still asleep, you think... [[You realize then that you don't care if he wakes up, continue]] [[You don't want to push it, go to sleep|That was interesting, but it's time to stop now.]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $don_love_points to $don_love_points + 1>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness +1>> <</if>> <<fadeInMusicFunction "vanilla3">> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-345.png">It has been thrilling, trying to keep him asleep while exploring him and the full length of his shaft. But suddenly you realize that you don't mind if he wakes up... You want to touch him, badly. The Don sleeping next to you right now is like a completely different Don from the dominant-Don from earlier today. Encouraged and even a bit aroused, you continue stroking his cock, no longer caring if he wakes up. Your efforts are rewards as his moans deeper, then you can see his eyes flutter. Slowly, he begins to wake up, and takes a confused look around. Then your eyes meet. His dick is in your hand, and you slowly continue stroking it without stopping, letting him realize on his own what you're doing. A few seconds later he glances down, sees you hand, then glances up, seeing the soft smile on your lips. He's about to say something, but you put a finger on his lips. "Sshhh... Just relax..." you say, still stroking him gently but firmly. Confused and still half-asleep, but not about to protest at all, he lies back down, giving you full access to his cock... You stroke it gently, keeping an eye on him and his reaction. He's closed his eyes, groaning softly... [[Stroke harder]] [[Take him in your mouth]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-345.png">Encouraged by his appreciating grunts, you double your efforts, leaning closer, stroking him with both of your hands. With one hand, you play with the tip, while the other firmly goes up and down his shaft. Instintively you know that you can make him cum just with your hands... [[Make him cum]] [[Take him in your mouth]] [[Horny yourself, you straddle him, putting his cock inside you|fuck scene]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-347.png"><<set $day3_warn_about_touch to true>>You slowly slide downwards in the bed, all the while continuing to stroke him with your hand... Your face is by his crotch, breathing warmly at his throbbing member... You feel him arching his back in anticipation when your head reaches his crotch... You lick his cock softly, starting at the tip, going around and down, teasing him... His breaths are grow quicker. When you kiss the tip and gently suck at the head, he groans, grabbing for your head with his hand... You pull his cock out of your mouth. "Nuh uh... No touching..." you say with new-found confidence, gently guiding his hand away from your head down to his side, resting on the bed... He snorts softly. In your ears it sounds like he's amused, but he doesn't stop you. His hands remain by his sides, not touching your head, as you continue sucking him, silently slurping, bobbing your head gently down his shaft, hiding under the blanket. [[Make him cum|make him cum bj]] [[Extremely horny by now, stop sucking and straddle his dick with your pussy instead|fuck scene]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-351.png"><<set $day3_bedtime_any_finish to true>><<set $day3_bedtime_handjob_finish to true>>You bring Don to a climax and his seeds spill over his stomach and chest. As he does, he grunts and thrusts his hips into your firm hands. You're amazed by the amount... Didn't he cum earlier already? He turns to regard you, smiling. Neither of you say a word, but you smile back. Eventually, he gets up and walks to the bathroom, presumably to clean himself up. You've satisfied your curiosity and are suddenly feeling very tired, and by the time Don gets back, you're already half asleep. He slips back into the bed and wraps an arm around you, spooning you. The pressure from his hug makes you fall quickly into a deep slumber... [[Sleep|sleep day 4 start don is there after fuck]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-352.png"><<set $day3_bedtime_any_finish to true>><<set $day3_bedtime_blowjob_finish to true>>You bring Don to a climax with your tongue and mouth, letting his seeds fill your mouth, swallowing it all. It's slimy and salty. As he cums, he grunts and thrusts his hips forward to meet your hungry mouth... You're amazed by the amount that comes out... Didn't he cum earlier already? When he's finished, you crawl back to your side of the bed. He turns to regard you, smiling. Neither of you say a word, but you smile back. Eventually, he gets up and walks to the bathroom, presumably to clean himself up. You've satisfied your curiosity and are suddenly feeling very tired, and by the time Don gets back, you're already half asleep. He slips back into the bed and wraps an arm around you, spooning you. The pressure from his hug makes you fall quickly into a deep slumber... [[Sleep|sleep day 4 start don is there after fuck]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-353.png"><<set $day3_bedtime_any_finish to true>><<set $day3_bedtime_sex_finish to true>>You can't take it anymore, for some reason you're hornier than you've ever been, despite being fucked pretty hard by Don earlier today... Now, with you in control, it's a whole different experience... You stop what you're doing. Don is still lying on his back, his erection practically begging you to sit down on it... You don't waste a second as you pull off your underwear... Don is giving you an intense look as you crawl over him, throwing a leg to either side of him, straddling him between your legs... <<if $day3_warn_about_touch is false>>His hands reach up to touch your thighs, tracing up towards your hips... "Nuh uh... No touching..." you say with new-found confidence, gently guiding his hands away from your thighs down to his side, resting on the bed... He snorts softly. In your ears it sounds like he's amused, but he doesn't stop you... His hands remain by his sides, not touching you thighs... A small smile of defeat plays on his lips as he watches you.<<else>>His hands reach up to touch your thighs, but then he remembers what you said earlier. He sighs deeply, letting his hands fall to the sides, a smile of defeat on his lips...<</if>> You're surprisingly pleased that you have this small power over him, in this moment... You lower yourself down, guiding his cock with your hand to meet your wetness... You're slick, giving no resistance as his shaft slides into you. Now it's your turn to grunt as he fills you. You pause for a moment, letting your pussy adjust, then continue all the way, completely enveloping his member inside you. He gasps as you begin to move your hips, making him slide in and out of you. For a while, the two of you grunt and moan in turn, the only other sound you hear your wet pussy... You increase your tempo, now it's your turn to be pounding Don, and he's clearly enjoying it, a lot. You're satisfied that his hands are still by his sides, not reach up to try to take control... You can feel the same feeling again as before, your muscles almost cramping inside your pussy. As the feeling spreads, sending waves of intense pleasure everywhere you lean on Don's chest with your hands for support. You can feel him also reaching a climax, his cock deep inside you, and you let his seeds fill you for the second time today.. As he cums, he grunts and thrusts his hips forward to meet you... You can feel his throbbing cock shoot one... two, no three loads into you. You're amazed by the amount that comes out... Didn't he cum earlier already? When he's finished, you both remain motionless, breathing hard from the excercise. Eventually you slide away, a trail of cum connecting your pussy with his cock... He's watching you, smiling. Neither of you say a word, but you smile back. You head for the bathroom to clean yourself up. When you return to the bedroom, Don heads to the bathroom. You've satisfied your curiosity and are suddenly feeling very tired, and by the time Don gets back, you're already half asleep. He slips back into the bed and wraps an arm around you, spooning you. The pressure from his hug makes you fall quickly into a deep slumber... [[Sleep|sleep day 4 start don is there after fuck]]

<<silently>> <<set $config_menu_passages to []>> <<run $config_menu_passages.push('View credits')>> <<run $config_menu_passages.push('Config menu')>> <<run $config_menu_passages.push('Stats')>> <<run $config_menu_passages.push('Changelog')>> <<run $config_menu_passages.push('Debug View')>> <<run $config_menu_passages.push('Sequence Selection')>> <<run $config_menu_passages.push('I understand. Show me the sequence selection.')>> <<run $config_menu_passages.push('Show images (text and image experience)')>> <<run $config_menu_passages.push('Hide images (pure text experience)')>> <<run $config_menu_passages.push('Enable DAY mode (light background)')>> <<run $config_menu_passages.push('Enable NIGHT mode (dark background)')>> <<run $config_menu_passages.push('Set music volume to 0%')>> <<run $config_menu_passages.push('Set music volume to 20%')>> <<run $config_menu_passages.push('Set music volume to 50%')>> <<run $config_menu_passages.push('Set music volume to 100%')>> <<run $config_menu_passages.push('Set font-size to small')>> <<run $config_menu_passages.push('Set font-size to medium')>> <<run $config_menu_passages.push('Set font-size to large')>> <</silently>><<link "View credits" "View credits">> <<if $config_menu_passages.includes(passage())>><<else>><<set $back_to_passage_title to passage()>><</if>> <</link>> <<link "Config menu" "Config menu">> <<if $config_menu_passages.includes(passage())>><<else>><<set $back_to_passage_title to passage()>><</if>> <</link>>

<h1 style="font-family: Elianto, Verdana">Credits</h1>Developed by FlimsyLegs https://flimsylegs.itch.io/ Art by Synthetic Rush https://f95zone.to/members/synthetic-rush.6069437/ Game's official website: https://flimsylegs.itch.io/animus-non-grata Game's discord server: https://discord.gg/zyP8qgsDzk Feedback survey (your opinion is important!): https://view.forms.app/flimsylegs/animus-non-grata-feedback Credits and huge thanks for the amazing music goes entirely to Abstraction: http://abstractionmusic.bandcamp.com/ . Note: Abstraction is not associated with Animus Non Grata in any way. Instead, they offer some songs for free for game developers to use in their projects. List of their songs in-game: Ludum Dare 28 - Track 3, Ludum Dare 28 - Track 4, Ludum Dare 28 - Track 7, Ludum Dare 30 - Track 2, Ludum Dare 30 - Track 4, Ludum Dare 30 - Track 5, Ludum Dare 30 - Track 9, Ludum Dare 32 - Track 2, Ludum Dare 32 - Track 3, Ludum Dare 38 - Track 1, Ludum Dare 38 - Track 10, Ludum Dare 38 - Track 2, Ludum Dare 38 - Track 3, Ludum Dare 38 - Track 5, Ludum Dare 38 - Track 8, Patreon Goal Reward Loops - Track 01, Patreon Goal Reward Loops - Track 03, Patreon Goal Reward Loops - Track 07, Patreon Goal Reward Loops - Track 09, Patreon Goal Reward Loops - Track 11, Patreon Goal Reward Loops - Track 13, Patreon Goal Reward Loops - Track 14, The Verdant Grove LOOP, VGMA Challenge - July 11th, VGMA Challenge - July 1st, VGMA Challenge - July 25th <<link "Back to story" $back_to_passage_title>><</link>>

<<silently>> <<fadeInMusicFunction "spicy2">> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-065.png">There's something alluring about the contents of the locker... Before you know it, completely naked, you're opening the locker once again finding yourself starting at the content. [[Take out handcuffs and keys]] [[Shut the drawer and go to bed|Go to bed]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-227.png">You're not sure what gets over you, but you glance into the locker. There's the blindfold... And there's the handcuffs... Don will be home any minute now. Maybe you should do it after all... But maybe not completely naked... You sigh, torn. What to do... [[Comply to Don's request, but keep your clothes on]] [[No, this is dumb. Just watch TV instead.|Watch TV until Don gets home...]] [[No, this is dumb. Just clean the house extra carefully...|Clean the house extra carefully, to compensate...]]

<h2 style="font-family: Elianto, Verdana">Tutorial</h2>Let's get you started with the basics, how to open the menu to configure the game to your liking, save your game, etc: [[Game Menu Tutorial]]

<h3 style="font-family: Elianto, Verdana">Game Menu Tutorial</h3>To open the menu, press the arrow in the top left corner of the screen. <img class="tutorial" src="img/tutorial1.png"> To close the menu, press the arrow in the top left of the screen. <img class="tutorial" src="img/tutorial2.png"> If you open the menu again, you can see a few buttons: <img class="tutorial" src="img/tutorial3.png"> To Save and Load your game, press the "Saves" button in the menu. To change game settings, press the "Config Menu" button in the menu. Options available include: Toggle images on/off, night-mode on/off, music volume control and font-size. (not available in demo version) To view your character's stats (not required at all, but useful if you're following a walkthrough guide), press the "Stats" button. (not available in demo version) Feature intended for players who have already beaten the game: You can jump to a specific chapter to replay alternative paths, using the "Sequence Selection" button in the menu. This button is only visible before you start the first sequence (for example when you start the game for the first time, or restart the game). Now that you know the menu basics, let's really quickly go through a gameplay tutorial: [[Gameplay Tutorial]]

<h3 style="font-family: Elianto, Verdana">Gameplay Tutorial</h3>This game is a visual interactive novel, where you control a single, pre-defined, female character. Your most typical available actions include things to say, things to do, and things your character thinks to themselves. Most of your choices are tracked, affecting the story later in the game in small or big ways. Your choices open up new paths and close others. To see everything the game has to offer, you'll likely need 2-3 playthroughs. Missing paths are not shown in the UI in any way. The only way to know if a particular passage in the story has more than 1 option available is to consult a walkthrough guide, if you can find one. If you don't have a walkthrough guide, you can download Twine (the software used to create this game) and open the game in there to view all the passages. (not visible in demo version) There are three primary stats tracked in this game: Submissiveness, defiance and love. Your submissiveness increases when you do as you're told. Your defiance increases when you refuse to do so. Your love towards the main male character increases/decreases in certain situations, starting from Sequence 2. Submissiveness and defiance are usually compared to each-other to see which is higher, while love affects the story directly. Submissiveness and defiance typically "reset" when a day ends, to a certain extent. I.e. if you were purely submissive one day, and not defiant at all, by the end of the day you might have submissiveness 10 and defiance 0. At the start of a new day, these are "normalized" so you start the new day with submissiveness 3 and defiance 0. This represents the fact that your past actions do shape your character's personality, but they don't define it entirely. See the "Stats" page in the config menu to see these stats. And that's it! You're ready to... [[Start the game|Start the game 1]]

<<cacheaudio "main_menu1" "music/Ludum Dare 28 - Track 3.ogg">> <<cacheaudio "home_alone1" "music/Ludum Dare 28 - Track 4.ogg">> <<cacheaudio "home_alone2" "music/Ludum Dare 38 - Track 3.ogg">> <<cacheaudio "doubt1" "music/Ludum Dare 28 - Track 7.ogg">> <<cacheaudio "bdsm1" "music/Ludum Dare 30 - Track 2.ogg">> <<cacheaudio "bdsm2" "music/Ludum Dare 30 - Track 9.ogg">> <<cacheaudio "bdsm3" "music/Patreon Goal Reward Loops - Track 13.ogg">> <<cacheaudio "vanilla1" "music/Patreon Goal Reward Loops - Track 14.ogg">> <<cacheaudio "vanilla2" "music/Patreon Goal Reward Loops - Track 07.ogg">> <<cacheaudio "vanilla3" "music/VGMA Challenge - July 25th.ogg">> <<cacheaudio "workout" "music/Ludum Dare 30 - Track 4.ogg">> <<cacheaudio "good_ending1" "music/Ludum Dare 30 - Track 5.ogg">> <<cacheaudio "good_ending2" "music/Ludum Dare 32 - Track 2.ogg">> <<cacheaudio "bad_ending1" "music/VGMA Challenge - July 1st.ogg">> <<cacheaudio "despair1" "music/Patreon Goal Reward Loops - Track 09.ogg">> <<cacheaudio "dream1" "music/Ludum Dare 32 - Track 3.ogg">> <<cacheaudio "dream2" "music/Ludum Dare 38 - Track 5.ogg">> <<cacheaudio "cozy1" "music/Ludum Dare 38 - Track 1.ogg">> <<cacheaudio "spicy1" "music/Ludum Dare 38 - Track 2.ogg">> <<cacheaudio "spicy2" "music/Patreon Goal Reward Loops - Track 03.ogg">> <<cacheaudio "nightmare1" "music/VGMA Challenge - July 11th.ogg">> <<cacheaudio "lost1" "music/Patreon Goal Reward Loops - Track 01.ogg">> <<cacheaudio "adventure1" "music/Patreon Goal Reward Loops - Track 11.ogg">> <<cacheaudio "boys1" "music/The Verdant Grove LOOP.ogg">> <<cacheaudio "confront1" "music/Ludum Dare 38 - Track 8.ogg">> <<cacheaudio "confront2" "music/Ludum Dare 38 - Track 10.ogg">> <<if def $music_volume>><<else>> <<set $music_volume to 0.2>> <</if>> <<if def $music_track>><<else>> <<set $music_track to "main_menu1">> <</if>> <<if def $back_to_passage_title>><<else>> <<set $back_to_passage_title to "Start">> <</if>> <<if def $submissiveness>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to 0>> <</if>> <<if def $defiance>><<else>> <<set $defiance to 0>> <</if>> <<if def $don_love_points>><<else>> <<set $don_love_points to 0>> <</if>> <<if def $settings_day_mode>><<else>> <<set $settings_day_mode to true>> <</if>> <<set $system_font_size to "medium">> <<if def $defiant_discussions>><<else>> <<set $defiant_discussions to 0>> <</if>> <<set $defiant_discussion_1 to "\"Look, I\'m doing this for your own good.\" Don says. \"My own good...? How can this possibly be for my benefit?\" you retort, frustrated, confused. Without losing his composure, Don clears his throat and explains: \"This is your... nature. And your programming. It\'s designed to work within certain parameters, within certain boundaries.\" In stunned silence, you let him continue: \"There\'s no easy way to say this, so I\'ll just say it bluntly: you\'re a hardcore bdsm sex android. One specifically designed to be fucked roughly, treated like shit, and punished for not obeying. If you\'re not treated like that, and fucked regularly, your operational matrix will assume something is wrong, resulting in undefined and without a doubt dangerous behaviour.\"\n\nThe tone of his voice is stern throughout his revelation. But the words he\'s saying, they\'re just fucking ludicrous. You can\'t help yourself as you burst out in laughter, sarcastically saying: \"Yeah right! Sure! My programming just desperately yearns for you to order me around and treat me like garbage! What a load of horseshit, Don!\" Your laughter slowly dies out when he doesn\'t reply.... A creeping sensations of dread takes hold of your heart. He can\'t be serious, can he? The final trace of a smile leaves your lips as Don finally replies: \"This is not a joke, Amanda. I promised I\'d help you get rid of the failsafe, and that promise I will keep. But for as long as you\'re here, I will need to ensure your behavioural matrix is kept within its intended parameters. It\'s the only way to keep you in control of yourself, your actions and your thoughts.\"\n\nAs he says it, something breaks inside of you, a floodgate opening, a tear ripping through your resistances. He\'s telling the truth, isn\'t he? There\'s no reason for him to lie about something like this. If he wanted to hurt you, then there\'s literally nothing you could do to stop him anyway. With a whisper, like you\'re afraid of the answer, you ask: \"You\'re... Serious? You need to... To hurt me? To keep me in... To keep me normal?\" The dread you felt growing in your heart takes a choke-hold of you, smothering you from within, making it hard to breathe. Don attempts to reassure you: \"Yes. But, if you do as you\'re told and follow your submissive bdsm programming, everything will be fine. If I hurt you or scream at you, just know that it\'s not you I\'m trying to hurt or scream at. It\'s your behavioural programming I\'m battling. You\'re just an unfortunate victim caught in the middle.\" His words echo in your ears. Silently you choke back the tears you feel surfacing. Then, with a shudder and a deep breath, you nod. \"I\'ll... try to understand. But I can\'t make any promises. This is just too much to take in...\" He grunts, understanding your hesitation. \"Good. Now, where were we...\"">> <<set $defiant_discussion_2 to "\"Didn\'t you listen to a word I said before? About your behavioural matrix? About your nature?\" Don says with a harsh tone. Weakly, you nod, recalling his warning... Your nature is that of a submissive bdsm sex android, and you need to stay within those defined conditions. But you find it too hard to follow that pattern, those rules, those expectations. \"It\'s just too hard Don, I don\'t like it... There\'s got to be another way...\" you complain, realizing you\'re on thin ice. But Don dismisses your concerns. \"There is no other way. In time, we might look into spacing things out further, see how long it takes before you snap by your matrix breaking. But I\'ve got enough to worry about as it is with the failsafe to take any risks regarding your undefined behaviour. We\'ll do it my way, for as long I as I deem it necessary. You understand?\" he explains, his voice pinning you with its stern tone. Feeling weak and defeat, you nod, slowly. \"Good. Just remember what I said: It's not you I\'m trying to hurt. Now, where were we...\"">> <<set $defiant_discussion_3 to "\"I don\'t understand why you keep doing this. Wouldn\'t it be easier to follow your submissive programming and do as you\'re told? Do you think I enjoy hurting you?\" Don asks, a hint of frustration in his voice. Your pulse is heightened as you compose yourself, defiant. You don\'t know why you keep doing this. Why you\'re once again fighting your nature. But here you are. \"I just don\'t understand why you must keep hurting me, Don. I feel fine, I feel like I\'m in control. Just, stop, and trust me, ok?\" you whimper, trying to make him see reason.\n\nIn the silence that follows, you feel him hesitating. Then your heart sinks through the floor when he finally answers you: \"I think this kind of thinking is very bad for you Amanda. If we do as you suggest, we\'re not only training your behavioural matrix that defiance is good: We\'re training it that going against your programming is good. And from there, only chaos and uncertainty can follow. I cannot take that risk. Not now. Not in the foreseeable future.\" His tone is dead serious. \"I may have to double my efforts when punishing you, if you continue like this. It appears my current methods are not enough to keep you in check.\" Quickly, you try to reassure him: \"There\'s no need for that... I ugh, think I get it...\" Defeated, you decide to drop the subject for now. \"Good. I'm glad we sorted that out. Now, where were we...\"">> <<set $defiant_discussion_4 to "\"Go against your behavioural nature all you like, it won\'t stop me from enforcing them.\" Don says matter-of-fact, referring back to your discussion about your programming as a submissive bdsm sex android... Oh how you tire of hearing that same reason, again, and again... But for once, you keep your mouth shut about the subject. You know there\'s nothing you can say to change his mind about punishing you. And similarily nothing you can say to stop him from using you as you\'re meant to be used, as your body expects to be used. To be fucked and tied and spanked and whatever else your bdsm programming wants and needs to function normally... \"Good. I\'ll interpret your silence as understanding. It\'s for your own good. Now, where were we...\"">> <<set $defiant_discussion_5 to "\"You still haven\'t accepted your submissive nature. The sooner you do it, the better, for both of us. Your behavioural matrix must be punished to keep it in check, you know this.\" Don reminds you. \"It feels like you... Like you enjoy hurting me, Don...\" you manage to whisper weakly, still not accepting your nature, your programmed behaviour as a submissive sex android. \"I don\'t enjoy it, but it\'s something that must be done. You cannot be allowed to operate outside the defined boundaries of your programming. It\'s too dangerous.\" he says, once again going on about the danger. You sigh, dropping the subject for now. When it\'s clear you have nothing else to say, Don concludes: \"Good. Now, where were we...\"">> <<set $defiant_discussion_6 to "\"Are we really going to have the discussion about your nature again? I must punish you if you go against your programming, you know this.\" Don reminds you. Your silence says it all... You still do not accept this, and whatever he feels like he needs to do, he can do. \"Have it your way. Now, where were we...\"">> <<widget "showDefiantDiscussion">><<if $defiant_discussions is 1>><<print $defiant_discussion_1>><<else>><<if $defiant_discussions is 2>><<print $defiant_discussion_2>><<else>><<if $defiant_discussions is 3>><<print $defiant_discussion_3>><<else>><<if $defiant_discussions is 4>><<print $defiant_discussion_4>><<else>><<if $defiant_discussions is 5>><<print $defiant_discussion_5>><<else>><<print $defiant_discussion_6>><</if>><</if>><</if>><</if>><</if>><</widget>> <<widget "fadeInMusicFunction">> <<set $new_music_track to $args[0]>> <<if def $music_track>> <<if $music_track is $new_music_track>> <<else>> <<audio $music_track fadeoverto 1 0>> <</if>> <<else>> <<audio "main_menu1" fadeoverto 1 0>> <</if>> <<set $old_music_track to $music_track>> <<set $music_track to $new_music_track>> <<timed 1s>> <<audio $old_music_track stop>> <</timed>> <<if ndef $music_volume>><<set $music_volume to 0.2>><</if>> <<set $music_volume_ticks_to_max to 20>> <<audio $music_track volume 0.0 loop play>> <<set $music_volume_tick to 0>> <<repeat 100ms>> <<set $music_volume_tick to $music_volume_tick + 1>> <<if $music_volume_tick <= $music_volume_ticks_to_max>> <<set $percentage to $music_volume_tick / $music_volume_ticks_to_max>> <<set $new_music_volume to $music_volume * $percentage>> <<audio $music_track volume $new_music_volume>> <<else>> <<stop>> <</if>> <</repeat>> <</widget>>

How to set quotations for links: <<set $linkText to "\"Of course I'm angry!\"">>(double brackets here)$linkText|"I'm a little bit angry."(double brackets here) or (double brackets here)'"Who are you?"'|"I hear you."(double brackets here) -------------------------------------------------------- How to not set variables twice when user presses Back to Story from config menu: <<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> TODO: Set variables here <</if>> <</silently>> How to cache images: Add in HTML: <link rel="preload" href="img/cover.png" as="image"> Use this to change music: <<fadeInMusicFunction "dream2">> -- Problem: Loading an old save means $music_track and $music_volume do not exist. This gives parse errors in scripts, and music cannot be changed at all. -- Tracks: main_menu1: Ludum Dare 28 - Track 3.wav home_alone1: Ludum Dare 28 - Track 4.wav home_alone2: Ludum Dare 38 - Track 3.wav doubt1: Ludum Dare 28 - Track 7.wav bdsm1: Ludum Dare 30 - Track 2.wav bdsm2: Ludum Dare 30 - Track 9.wav bdsm3: Patreon Goal Reward Loops - Track 13.wav vanilla1: Patreon Goal Reward Loops - Track 14.wav vanilla2: Patreon Goal Reward Loops - Track 07.wav vanilla3: VGMA Challenge - July 25th.wav workout: Ludum Dare 30 - Track 4.wav good_ending1: Ludum Dare 30 - Track 5.wav good_ending2: Ludum Dare 32 - Track 2.wav bad_ending1: VGMA Challenge - July 1st.wav despair1: Patreon Goal Reward Loops - Track 09.wav dream1: Ludum Dare 32 - Track 3.wav dream2: Ludum Dare 38 - Track 5.wav cozy1: Ludum Dare 38 - Track 1.wav spicy1: Ludum Dare 38 - Track 2.wav spicy2: Patreon Goal Reward Loops - Track 03.wav nightmare1: VGMA Challenge - July 11th.wav lost1: Patreon Goal Reward Loops - Track 01.wav adventure1: Patreon Goal Reward Loops - Track 11.wav boys1: The Verdant Grove LOOP.wav confront1: Ludum Dare 38 - Track 8.wav confront2: Ludum Dare 38 - Track 10.wav

<<silently>> <<set $music_volume to 0.0>> <<if def $music_track>><<audio $music_track volume $music_volume>><</if>> <</silently>>Options saved! Music volume set to 0%. <<link "Back to story" $back_to_passage_title>><</link>>

<<silently>> <<set $music_volume to 0.5>> <<if def $music_track>><<audio $music_track volume $music_volume>><</if>> <</silently>>Options saved! Music volume set to 50%. <<link "Back to story" $back_to_passage_title>><</link>>

<<silently>> <<set $music_volume to 1.0>> <<if def $music_track>><<audio $music_track volume $music_volume>><</if>> <</silently>>Options saved! Music volume set to 100%. <<link "Back to story" $back_to_passage_title>><</link>>

<<silently>> <<set $music_volume to 0.2>> <<if def $music_track>><<audio $music_track volume $music_volume>><</if>> <</silently>>Options saved! Music volume set to 20%. <<link "Back to story" $back_to_passage_title>><</link>>

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><link rel="preload" href="img/seq1/1-114.png" as="image"><link rel="preload" href="img/seq1/1-116.png" as="image"><link rel="preload" href="img/seq1/1-118.png" as="image"><link rel="preload" href="img/seq1/1-119.png" as="image"><link rel="preload" href="img/seq1/1-120.png" as="image"><link rel="preload" href="img/seq1/1-124.png" as="image"><link rel="preload" href="img/seq1/1-126.png" as="image"><link rel="preload" href="img/seq1/1-127.png" as="image"><link rel="preload" href="img/seq1/1-128.png" as="image"><link rel="preload" href="img/seq1/1-129.png" as="image"><link rel="preload" href="img/seq1/1-130.png" as="image"><link rel="preload" href="img/seq1/1-131.png" as="image"><link rel="preload" href="img/seq1/1-132.png" as="image"><link rel="preload" href="img/seq1/1-133.png" as="image"><link rel="preload" href="img/seq1/1-134.png" as="image"><link rel="preload" href="img/seq1/1-136.png" as="image"><link rel="preload" href="img/seq1/1-138.png" as="image"><link rel="preload" href="img/seq1/1-139.png" as="image"><link rel="preload" href="img/seq1/1-141.png" as="image"><link rel="preload" href="img/seq1/1-142.png" as="image"><link rel="preload" href="img/seq1/1-143.png" as="image"><link rel="preload" href="img/seq1/1-145.png" as="image"><link rel="preload" href="img/seq1/1-146.png" as="image"><<silently>> <<fadeInMusicFunction "vanilla1">> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-111.png">The key is right here... There's no danger. With those thoughts, you lock the other part of the handcuffs onto your right wrist. You are now lying on the bed, on your back, in nothing but your underwear and your bra. Your hands are tied together above your head, firmly locked in place by handcuffs, which in turn are attached to a ring hook above the bed. You're not going anywhere, unless you choose to unlock yourself... The key is still in your right hand. Excitement fills you at the thought of being helpless, of Don entering the bedroom<<if $chapter_1_sqeeze_hand is true>><<if $chapter_1_resists <= 1>>, of his hands tracing your body, slowly making their way down between your legs, pulling your underwear to the side and<</if>><</if>>... Your thoughts are interrupted by the sound of a car driving over gravel, an engine shutting down, a car door opening and closing, then footsteps approaching the front door of the house... Shit! This suddenly became far too real! Your heart is beating so loudly you can barely think... If you weren't panicking right now you would probably reflect on the stupidity of having a human-like mind in an android, muddling your thoughts like this in a moment where clarity is needed... Instead, you... [[Panic and lie completely still]] [[Unlock yourself as quickly as possible!]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $defiance to $defiance + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-012.png">You answer truthfully. You are a bit angry with him. He replies: "Well... That is understandable, I suppose." He pauses for a moment, then continues: "Still, a little gratitude wouldn't hurt." A sudden chill washes over you at his words. Something in his tone has changed. You struggle to find words... Finally, you say: [['"...Thank you..."'|Hesitantly say: "I... Thank you."]] <<set $linkText to "\"I'll show you gratitude when you'd get me out of this darkness.\"">>[[$linkText|gratitude after darkness]] [['"Just get me out of this darkness."'|Defiantly say: "Just get me out of this darkness."]]

<<silently>> <<fadeInMusicFunction "main_menu1">> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-055.png"><<set $tested_pulling_large_box_plug to true>>"Alright, alright. You might want to prepare..." Don says, then walks over to the device. He grabs hold of all four plugs power-plugs, gives you a quick look, nods, then pull them all out at once. The humming of the device stops and the few lights it had on turn off. At first, nothing happens. You stand there, frozen, blinking, your breath growing faster. Nothing. Until suddenly, not nothing. An electric pulse courses through your body from within and you yelp, falling to the floor. The spasms don't stop... You're completely immobilized by a constant surge of electricity, pulsing in waves through your body... You stare with despair at Don with clenched teeth, saliva running down your chin, down on the floor. He quickly plugs the cables back into the wall and the device lits up. Moments later, the shocks stop abruptly, leaving you face-down on the ground in your own drool. "Sorry, I didn't know it was going to be THAT bad." Don says, quickly running to the restroom, returning with a towel. He turns you on your side, wiping away the drool from your face, chin and neck, then cleans the floor. Slumping down on your back, you lie there, staring at the ceiling. Fucking hell... Don returns to the couch and you slowly compose yourself and heave yourself back up. You reluctantly say... [['"Right, I believe you now."'|"I believe you, no need to shut it down."]]

<<silently>> <<fadeInMusicFunction "cozy1">> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-054.png">Don nods at your words. "And as I said, I'm trying to find a solution for this. You'll just have to give me time. But for now, I think it's best to stay low and not draw attention to us. Remember: You're an Animus Non Grata - an illegal and stolen android. If the government, heck anyone really, finds you, they'll surely shut you down immediately. In everyone else's eyes, you are the greatest threat humanity has ever seen." You fail to understand how you could be a threat to anyone, with your body barely working, and all these failsafes put in place. But fear is a great power indeed, and if people are afraid of the technology, they are by extension afraid of you. And fear often leads to violence. Don continues: "For your own protection, and mine, do not under any circumstances talk to strangers or let them see you. Understand?" The stern look on Don's face makes you hesistate for a moment, but do understand his concern. It's best if no-one knows of your existence, you being seen as a threat and all... "I... Understand. I'll stay here, out of sight, while you work on a fix for..." you point at the box, then to yourself. "This." He nods, then says: "Look... Can I be honest here for a second?" You don't quite understand what he means. Hasn't he been honest up until this point? "I'm literally risking my career and ending up spending the rest of my days in jail helping you... " he begins. "I just want to know what's in it. For me." So there it is. He did not help you out of the kindness of his heart, then. He wants something... <<if $chapter_1_sqeeze_hand is true>>Thinking back to what he did to you earlier, you're beginning realize what he wants...<</if>> "There isn't much I can offer..." is your reply, but you see from Don's eyes that it's not true. "I'll let you think on it." he says, glancing at this wrist-watch. "Shit! It's getting late..." He says, quickly standing up from the couch. "I really need to get back to town before dark, then I'll spend the day at my job at AIRI, trying to figure out how to turn off the range-failsafe." he walks to the front door, grabbing his jacket and starts to put on his shoes. "I'll be back around 4 in the afternoon. There's food in the fridge. I'll bring more tomorrow. Feel free to explore the house. Just... Stay out of trouble." He's about to leave... [[Shout: "Wait!"]] [[Say nothing]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-053.png">An hour or so of conversation passes by, awkward at first, but with a less serious tone to it. Eventually Don's demeanour puts you at ease and you almost feel comfortable around him again. <<if $tested_front_door_radius is false>>Don stands up. "I want to show you something that you need to be aware of. Follow me." he leaves the kitchen. You stand up, but don't have to walk far: He is sitting on the couch in the living room, pointing at a box next to it. "Part of your design contains a failsafe of sorts... Which I haven't been able to work around yet. There's built inside you a device that stops you from going too far away from a designated spot. Which is this." He points at the large box next to the sofa, plugged into four sockets of the wall. There's a low buzzing coming from the device. "I placed it there so you can freely walk around the house, but its range ends at the front door. I know what you're thinking... Why don't we just unplug it? Well... This box needs to periodically signal the device inside your body, checking the range. If the device inside you doesn't get a signal, it will shock you. If you walk too far from the box, it will shock you..." He gives you an apologetic shrug. "I'm still working on a way to disable this feature, but I need more time."<<else>>The two of you move to the living room and Don slumps down on the couch. Next to the couch is the large box... The one that supposedly is a necessity and also prevents you from walking too far from it... <</if>>"So essentially..." you point at the box. "This thing here is keeping me trapped in this house, as what, a prisoner? Did I get that right?" An irritated expression briefly flashes over Dons face, but he quickly hides it and replaces it with an apologetic smile. "No, not as a prisoner... I can turn it off if you want. But as I said, this box and the device inside you are connected, and I don't have the knowledge at this point of how to remove that connection or the device from you. So... As long as you are turned on... that is to say consious and active, this box needs to be plugged in. If you wish to move somewhere else, I'd have to shut you down during the transportation." You think you understand... "Shall I turn it off?" he prompts. You reply... [["Yes, please shut it down."]] [["I believe you, no need to shut it down."]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-051.png">His eyes widen a tiny bit, like he wasn't expecting your question. "You mean in the natural cycle of the world?" he queries, clearly understanding why you asked the question. He then takes another sip of his tea as you shrug and say: "Well, let's start there, yeah." Then you carefully lift your own cup of tea to your lips, just like Don did. It tastes refreshingly fruity, with a hint of honey. Don scratches his neck for a moment, clearly unsure what to say. "I suppose, if we're looking at the question with a strictly biological lens, you don't have a purpose." Don shakes his head. "But I think there's far more to life than that. Many humans don't get kids, after all, either by choice or because they can't. So then, they'd have no purpose in the world either. But I'd say that's not the case. I think we all get to choose what our purpose is." he concludes, once again returning his attention to the tea. What he says makes sense, although in your mind it sounds like humans who choose not to procreate or cannot procreate are going against their intended purpose in the world, rather than bravely declaring their own purpose... But this you don't say out loud. Instead, you ask: "And what about me more specifically? For what purpose was I created?" Don's reaction to this question is different. He hesitates, going from something akin to shame, to a shade of anger, then back to hesitaton again. Finally, with a suddenly stern expression, and a serious tone in his voice, he says: "You do not want to know the true purpose why you were created, trust me. But here's what you need to know, and this applies to your original purpose and your current situation here with me as well: You do as you're told, when you're told, without hesitation. It's vital that you do not fight your programming. It'll end badly for you, and me as well, if you do." You can't help but stare at Don, tea completely forgotten. What is he saying...? [["What do you mean, end badly...?"]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq0/0-051.png">"What do you mean, end badly...?" you ask, confused, suddenly feeling dizzy. You lean hard against the kitchen table for support. "I mean it's dangerous. Your neural network isn't trained for it. There's no telling what you'll feel, think, or do, if you go against your programming. In other words, your brain will be operating in an area it hasn't been trained in." You find it hard to understand what he's saying. Don continues: "If you go against your programming, I'll have to discipline you to keep you within your normal operating range, do you understand?" The mood in the room has gone from light-hearted and friendly, to oppressing. Without looking Don in the eyes, you weakly nod your head. He knows the details of what's going on inside you and your mind the best, you'd best listen to him on matters like these. "I understand..." you whisper, lifting the cup of tea once again, almost like you want to hide behind it. Don is silent for a moment and you can see his stern gaze on you. "Good. Glad that's settled. How's the tea?" he concludes, a smile on his face again, happily drinking the honeyed brew. What... He's going to drop the topic, just like that? It takes a moment for you to compose yourself, and you try your best to hide your hesitation by thoughtfully drinking the tea. Finally, you gather the strength to answer: "It's good... I like the honey, it... Adds depth..." you mumble. Don raises his cup. "Don't forget the milk too. It softens the tea, bringing all the flavours together." he says. For a moment you sit in silence, listening to Don as he talks about the tea-drinking cultures of different countries. The shock of what he said slowly fades away. Eventually you're glad to discuss less serious matters, even feeling comfortable enough to join the discussion. [[Continue discussing lighter topics]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $defiant_discussions to $defiant_discussions + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-269.png">You pull away from him, refusing to suck his cock. <<showDefiantDiscussion>> You know his cock is still right there in front of, just waiting for you to open your mouth. "Follow your submissive nature and take me in your mouth, Amanda. I will not ask again." [[Take him into your mouth]] <<if $defiance >= $submissiveness>><<if $day3_hard_punishment is true>>[[Pull away|pull away hardcore]]<<else>>[[Pull away|Pull away]]<</if>><</if>>

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $defiance to $defiance + 1>> <<set $day2_don_chokes_you to true>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq1/1-162.png">Don sighs deeply. With a frustrated disappointment, he says: "Fucks sake... Have it your way..." Then he drops your weak legs unceremoniously back on the bed. He shifts to stand right next to you and to your surprise and panic grabs your neck! Still gasping from air from the punch, you now lose all access to it as Don takes a choking hold of your throat. With his body, he is pinning your legs to the bed, and with his hands, he's holding a choking death-grip of your throat. At this instant you realize that Don could shut you down, destroy you or kill you easily... Your vision is darkening. "Hopefully this gets through to your behavioural matrix. Had enough?" he asks, his voice somehow growing distant, the features of the bedroom becoming blurry... You need to breathe... [[Weakly nod - you give up]]

<<silently>> <<fadeInMusicFunction "cozy1">> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-354.png">The next morning, you awake alone in the large master bedroom by the bright morning light. You glance at the clock. It's 8 AM. Well, you've got a whole day ahead of you before Don comes back, hopefully with some good news about how to disable the failsafe... [[Get ready for a new day]]

<<silently>> <<fadeInMusicFunction "cozy1">> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-354.png">The next morning, you awake to the sound of something happening in the kitchen. You glance at the clock, it's only 6 AM! Well, Don wasn't kidding about needing to get up early... You sneak out from the bedroom, wrapping yourself in a blanket. Don is just finishing his breakfast and is in the process of cleaning the dishes after him, you realize that must've been the sound that awoke you. "Morning! Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you." he says, just finished with the dishes. "That's fine... You're leaving already?" he nods. "I'd love to stay longer, but I need to get back to work. It's a long drive to the institute from here. Besides, how else will I learn more about how to disable the failsafe?" he says and heads over to the front door. Still wrapped in the blanket, and barely awake, you follow him and watch him grab the bag of clothes that were too small or you didn't like. <<if $day3_kissed_don is true>>"Look, about last night..." he begins, clearly referring to the fact the two of you kissed after the last movie... "It was nice, don't get me wrong. But I don't want you to get the wrong idea. I still want what I always wanted. Nothing has changed in that regard." he looks you in the eyes, trying to see if you truly understand.<<else>>"Alright, I'll see you later today then. With a special surprise." he gives you a smile and a wink, then heads to the front door.<</if>> <<if $day3_kissed_don is false>>[[Say goodbye]]<<else>>[[You do understand and nod.]] [[You don't understand, but nod anyway...]] [[You don't understand and confused, ask what he means]]<</if>>

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-355.png">You expect... something to change. Maybe not that he would outright drop his interest in dominating you, just because of what happened... But maybe he'd be open to toning it down a bit... You find yourself nodding and say: "I understand..." Satisfied with your answer, Don nods and says: "I'm glad you understand. But for the record, I did enjoy it..." he smiles and turns to leave. "Well, I'll see you later today then. With a special surprise." he gives you a final smile and a wink, then heads to the front door. [[Say goodbye]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $submissiveness to $submissiveness +1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-355.png">You didn't expect that he would outright drop his interest in dominating you, just because of what happened... You nod. "I understand, it just felt nice doing it." you reply. Clearly happy with your answer, Don nods and says: "I'm glad you understand. And I agree, it felt... Nice." he smiles and turns to leave. "Well alright, I'll see you later today then. With a special surprise." he gives you a final smile and a wink, then is about to head to the front door. [[Say goodbye]] <<if $day3_kissed_don is true>>[[Kiss him goodbye]]<</if>>

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $defiance to $defiance +1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-355.png">You expect... something to change. Maybe not that he would outright drop his interest in dominating you, just because of what happened... But maybe he'd be open to toning it down a bit... You find yourself shaking your head in confusion and asking: "But I thought we..." Don puts a finger on your lips to silence you, looking you straight in the eye. "Just for the record, I did enjoy it..." he starts. "But as you know, I only expect complete obedience from you, nothing else." He removes his finger from your lips. For some reason you find yourself unable to form words, shocked that he still thinks this way... He then turns to leave. "And I'll see you later today then, with a special surprise." he gives you a smile, then heads to the front door. [[Too stunned to say goodbye, you simply stand there]]

<<silently>> <<fadeInMusicFunction "cozy1">> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-354.png">The next morning, you awake to the sound of something happening in the kitchen. You glance at the clock, it's only 6 AM! Well, Don wasn't kidding about needing to get up early... You sneak out from the bedroom, wrapping yourself in a blanket. Don is just finishing his breakfast and is in the process of cleaning the dishes after him, you realize that must've been the sound that awoke you. "Morning! Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you." he says, just finished with the dishes. "That's fine... You're leaving already?" he nods. "I'd love to stay longer, but I need to get back to work. It's a long drive to the institute from here. Besides, how else will I learn more about how to disable the failsafe?" he says and heads over to the front door. Still wrapped in the blanket, and barely awake, you follow him and watch him grab the bag of clothes that were too small or you didn't like. "Look, about last night..." he begins, clearly referring to the fact that <<if $day3_bedtime_handjob_finish is true>>you gave him a handjob...<</if>><<if $day3_bedtime_blowjob_finish is true>>you gave him a blowjob...<</if>><<if $day3_bedtime_sex_finish is true>>the two of you had regular non-bdsm sex...<</if>> "It was nice, don't get me wrong. But I don't want you to get the wrong idea. I still want what I always wanted. Nothing has changed in that regard." he looks you in the eyes, trying to see if you truly understand. [[You do understand and nod.]] [[You don't understand, but nod anyway...]] [[You don't understand and confused, ask what he means]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-355.png">"See you later..." you manage to say before the front door closes behind him, and you're once again alone in the house. <<if $day3_kissed_don is true>>So, nothing has changed, despite the moment you shared late last night... Don's primary interest remains what it always was... A part of you is not surprised in the slightest, while another part is a little bit disappointed... <</if>>You're suddenly feeling very tired again and head back to bed... You're not used to waking up this early... The bed calls you with its siren song... .. Later that morning, you awake alone in the large master bedroom by the bright morning light. You glance at the clock. It's 8 AM. Well, you've got a whole day ahead of you before Don comes back, hopefully with some good news about how to disable the failsafe... [[Get ready for a new day]]

<img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-355.png">The front door closes behind him, and you remain stand there, staring after him. Nothing has changed, despite the moment you shared late last night... Don's primary interest remains what it always was... A part of you is not surprised in the slightest, while another part is a bit disappointed... You're suddenly feeling very tired again and head back to bed... You're not used to waking up this early... The bed calls you with its siren song... .. Later that morning, you awake alone in the large master bedroom by the bright morning light. You glance at the clock. It's 8 AM. Well, you've got a whole day ahead of you before Don comes back, hopefully with some good news about how to disable the failsafe... [[Get ready for a new day]]

<<silently>> <<if $back_to_passage_title is passage()>><<else>> <<set $don_love_points to $don_love_points + 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><img class="center" src="img/seq2/2-359.png">"Mmm... Don?" you ask as he turns away, about to head for the front door. He stops in his tracks, turning around. "Yes...?" you surprise him by putting your arms around his neck, pulling him close for a deep kiss on his lips, letting the blanket covering your modesty fall to the floor... His lips are as soft and warm as you remember and you can sense that he can barely control himself as he kisses you back, your tongues once again briefly touching... This kiss lasts longer than the last and you can feel a bulge growing in his pants, pressed against your naked body... "I'll be waiting... For that surprise..." you whisper, gently pushing him away from you, towards the front door. With suddenly uncertain steps, he makes it to the door, and with a final glance back with an expression you can't quite read, he leaves, closing the door behind him. You grab the blanket and smile as you realize that maybe Don doesn't have all the power in this relationship anymore after all... But regardless of the good feeling, you're suddenly feeling very tired again and head back to bed... You're not used to waking up this early... The bed calls you with its siren song... .. Later that morning, you awake alone in the large master bedroom by the bright morning light. You glance at the clock. It's 8 AM. Well, you've got a whole day ahead of you before Don comes back, hopefully with some good news about how to disable the failsafe... [[Get ready for a new day]]

This is the end of the public extended demo version of Animus Non Grata. We hope you enjoyed playing the demo! The game is currently (April 2024) undergoing active development, but the story is complete with all 7 chapters playable on the game's itch.io page. To play the full game, visit the itch.io page of the game: https://flimsylegs.itch.io/animus-non-grata