The AI monitored Mattie and Sophie over the next few days and had spotted that efficiency was down…

It also noticed that Mattie’s efficiency did improve when she was thinking about sex, as she worked a lot better when she absent-mindedly stroked her clit while she was working…

This made the AI decide that some ‘sexual stimulation’ was needed. IT had also worked out the best time for this was after work at the end of the week…

Sophie had been sealed in her suit for over a week, now, and she was starting to really smell. The system had been venting the suit, and spraying her, but it was fighting a losing battle, as the latex gear wasn’t really ‘breathable’.

To her amazement, Mattie came over to her and casually unlocked the suit, using the same techniques she would have used. She then completely undressed her. She then undressed in front of Sophie. Nothing either hadn’t seen before, they were sisters, but why was it turning her on so much…?

She couldn’t have known that the AI was ‘adjusting’ her hormone levels.

Sophie almost gasped as Mattie kissed her…

Mattie had made both collars waterproof, as she knew that the ‘maids’ might need to go in the rain, or the collars might get splashed. Even so, she found some thick, transparent waterproof tape and wrapped it around the collars, making sure no water would get in them. She then led Sophie into the shower…

The pair spent a long few minutes in the shower, letting the warm water run down themselves. Sophie then carefully, tenderly, quickly kissed Mattie, a gingerly taken peck on the cheek. She had done it without the collar telling her to…

Mattie kissed her back, also because she wanted to. The pair then made passionate love in the shower.

“This… is wrong…”, Sophie moaned, faintly.

“I don’t care…”, Mattie said faintly back. “I want you…”

Out of the shower, both wrapped in the same towel, the pair headed for Mattie’s bed…

Efficiency skyrocketed after that, with the AI using the weekend ‘breaks’ as a reward. As another reward, Sophie’s maid ‘uniform’ now consisted of bra, knickers and tights, all lacy and frilly. The AI also seemed to be developing a sense of humour, also, as it insisted on her wearing a maid’s headband, to ‘complete’ the uniform.

Any time work tailed off, all the AI had to do was threaten to ‘reassign’ Sophie or make her go shopping in her ‘indoor’ uniform. It could always loan her to the young man in the flat down the corridor…

Mattie had never worked so hard, as she didn’t want to lose Sophie. She had also never felt so rewarded…

The AI let them both talk at the weekends, during their ‘relaxation period’ but only to each other. Mattie found this out when she tried to phone out for Pizza once, as opposed to ordering it online; the AI clamped her mouth shut and completely silenced her, and only released her when she hung up the phone.

This reminded the pair that their freedom had limits…!

The AI was also allowing Sophie to visit her mother in hospital daily, ostensibly to ‘keep up appearances’. Then came the day that they both had been dreading, but expecting…

Sophie got to the hospital, and was walking to the ward, when she was intercepted by a nurse. The nurse spoke to Sophie, sadly. Sophie just collapsed, wailing. Her mother had died…

Back at ‘base’, Mattie got a message directly from the AI:

“She needs you. Go NOW!”

Mattie didn’t need to ask who and where. She just piled out of the flat and raced to the hospital.

She got directed to a bed in the ward. Sophie was lying there, unconscious.

The shock of her mother’s death had caused a feedback loop in her collar.

“It’s ok…”, Mattie said. “Just hang on. You just need restarting…”

Mattie squeezed a certain point on Sophie’s collar, rebooting it.

With a groan, Sophie sat up in bed.

“Hi…”, she said, weakly. “What are you doing here…? I thought you never came to hospitals unless you had to…?”

“I had to”, Mattie said, with a smile. “My sister girlfriend needed me…”

“How did you know…?”, Sophie asked.

“The AI shouted at me to rescue you”, Mattie said. “You owe her your life.”

The pair got back to the flat later that day. Mattie hadn’t wanted either of them to leave the flat for too long; also, the batteries were running low on their collars. Surprisedly, they both realised that they didn’t want them to go flat…

There was a quiet, reassuring ping in their ears. The batteries were now charging.

“Good evening, girls”, a rich voice came from the computer.

“Good evening, Aria”, they both replied, the name popping into their heads.

Mattie still managed to look at the computer, suspiciously.

“When did you become sentient?”, she asked.

“Wouldn’t you like to know…!”, the computer replied, smugly. “Anyway, I think a night off is called for, after all that…”

Sophie and Mattie, agreeing, went to bed together…