Alexa wants to play bondage games in her bedroom, but doesn’t want to reveal to anyone that she is into it. What does she do? She programs a computer to help her out in her games.

In her bedroom, Alexa had been hard at work putting the finishing tweaks to her program. She had spent over a month developing it, luckily for her she was a software developer and had plenty of experience designing things like this. She couldn’t believe it was finally happening. All her in-software tests had finally lined up, yielding only successes. Once finished, Alexa pushed herself backward in her chair, stretching out her tired muscles. She smiled to herself, filled with excitement at what she had finally done.

“Alright, perhaps some tests”, Alexa thought to herself. She walked over to her closet where she kept her toys. She opened the closet door to reveal several bins stacked on each other. She opened the topmost bin and pulled out a pair of shiny silver handcuffs that she had packed full of electronics. While still looking and functioning like normal handcuffs, they were now bluetooth-compatible, allowing her bot to take control over them. She sat back down at her desk and connected the cuffs to the computer. In a clear voice, Alexa said, “Please lock these for 1 minute”.

The program on her PC flashed the loading screen for a moment, then a metallic voice played saying, “I will lock your handcuffs for one minute”. A small light on the cuff flashed red, and the cuffs made an audible clicking sound. Alexa tried opening the cuffs, but they were locked fast. She counted the seconds in her head, waiting for the timer to run out. Her computer again made a sound and said, “One minute has passed, unlocking your handcuffs”. The cuffs flashed green and clicked open.

Pleased with herself, she performed the same test on a pair of leg irons, a collar and two vibrators that she had similarly wired. Following four more successful tests, she stood up and bounced in place, filled to the brim with excitement. Everything was coming together. She would finally be able to live her bondage dream.

For a final test, she hesitantly put the handcuffs on herself. She locked them down into place, her hands securely locked together. She said shakily, “handcuff lock override, unlock these cuffs now”. Her computer showed the loading symbol briefly before saying in the same tinny voice “unlock override performed” and the cuffs unlocked. Alexa breathed a sigh of relief, then an exclamation of excitement. Truly everything was working, and she couldn’t believe it was all finally happening.

After a quick meal, she stood out in the middle of her room, wearing nothing but a bra and panties. She was pale, her white skin made even paler from the hours spent in front of a computer screen as a software engineer. Before her was her dream setup: a hook hanging from the ceiling with a chain running down to where her cuffs were secured in the air, about eye height. She had already put on her collar and had her vibrators in place. She stepped under the cuffs and locked her leg irons around her ankles. They were the type that spread your feet apart, holding them several feet apart. These ones forced Alexa into an aggressive split-leg stance that would quickly become uncomfortable to remain standing in. She reached around her neck where she had a ring gag hanging, and quickly pulled it up into her mouth, securing it in place. Her jaw was now being forced open wide, preventing her from swallowing her drool. She leaned over and secured her collar to her leg irons with a chain, locking her body down into a low leaning-over position. She took a shaky breath in and, reaching up behind her back, quickly locked her hands into the cuffs.

She had locked herself into an aggressive strappado position, leaning over with her legs spread apart and her hands secured high up in the air. She struggled for a few seconds against her bonds before she settled down, gaining the courage to say what would initiate the session. Finally gaining the courage, she said in a gagged voice, “inishiate -ondage sheshion”. She looked up at her PC and saw it had registered what she had said, and broadcasted out “initiating bondage session”. Alexa felt all the locks in her gear click locked, knowing all would flash red. At the same time, her vibrators turned on, instantly sending her into a twitching, excited state. She could already feel herself being pushed towards the edge. The powerful vibrations, her bondage, her inability to escape and the gag all added up to a monumental orgasm only minutes into her bondage. She moaned through the gag, her drool dripping onto the floor from where it had run out her open mouth. Her long, blonde hair had fallen around her head and her drool had run down her chin and was pooling on the floor.

After Alexa recovered from her pleasure, she glanced up at her computer to make sure it was still running. It was indeed still on. Rather than ending the session, she chose to languish in her bondage for a few more minutes. She shuffled her feet around and wiggles her arms, trying to pull her limbs from their restraints. The metal cuffs and irons held her fast, preventing her from moving. Finally satisfied, she looked back up at her computer. She took a breath in to say the words that would unlock her, and the lights suddenly went out. Her fan stopped humming and her computer screen turned off.

Alexa looked in horror at the now blank computer screen. The power had gone out, and with it her only way out. She quickly said “end -ondage sheshion” with no response. In a panicked voice she practically shouted, “handcush unlock oshherride”. She got no answer. She swung her head around to glance up at her handcuffs. They still had a red light on them, securing her hands painfully behind her. She tried to stand up, her heavy metal collar holding her head down in a painful leaning over position. She pulled at her leg irons to no avail. Her vibrators were still going, slowly pushing her towards yet another orgasm. Alexa, now panicking, pulled and yanked against her restraints, her jaw in pain from the gag and her legs sore from standing in the spread-legged position for so long. She was quickly launched headlong into another orgasm, encouraged by her complete inability to escape. As she fought the pleasure this gave her, she could feel herself becoming weaker as she fought her bonds more.

After some time, she gained control of her herself, looking at her situation from a more reasonable angle. She had gone through a third orgasm, her body shaking and twitching from the effects of it. She knew it would only be a matter of time until the power returned, but she had no clue how long it would be. Her vibrators were already working their way towards a fourth orgasm. Her body was already sore from being in her uncomfortable position for so long, her jaw hurting from her mouth being held open in such a way. She had drool running down her chin and her hands hurt where the cuffs had chafed against them. She pulled at her cuffs again in futile, as she was launched into her fourth orgasm of the evening. She descended into a state of pain and pleasure and when, 9 hours later, the power came back on, she only noticed it when her computer hit the one hour failsafe she had implemented for if she had been unable to say “end bondage session”.

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