Dan got back from work late. He was eager to get in and annoyed he’d been held up. His new ‘home assistant’ had been delivered that day.

The grey sarcophagus-shaped case had been mounted inside a built-in cupboard in the bedroom, and was all plugged and plumbed in. Dan looked through the window at the top, and smiled…

The woman inside was still sleeping. Only her eyes and nose were visible; every other part of her was covered in thick, black latex. She was wearing a white buckled corset, white stockings and white opera gloves over the top of the latex, with a complete set of silver shackles over that. There was a zip between her legs, removable covers over her breasts and a removable cover over her mouth.

As he watched, the case registered the fact it was at its primary location and woke up its occupant. The woman stirred, shook her head slowly, then started moaning and struggling…

Dan pressed his thumb into an indent near a seam on the sarcophagus. It opened with a hiss, and the woman fell out into his arms.

“My, you’re pretty! You’re everything I could have hoped for.”, Dan said. “Still, let’s show you around, then you can start work.”

The woman tried to pull away from Dan, but he looped a finger through the ring on her collar, then fastened a leash from the rack inside the woman’s case to it.

“Wow, they provide everything”, he said.

He then proceeded to tow the woman around his flat, showing her where everything was. She was still pulling on the leash, trying to get free, so he undid one of her breast covers and tweaked a nipple, hard. The woman grunted into her gag…

“Listen, you slut! Forget about who you were before, this is your job now. Pay attention!”

The woman shook her head, still trying to pull away.

“You’re supposed to have at least basic training. What the hell is wrong with you?”

Disgusted, Dan threw the woman back into her case and closed it. She struggled for a second or two, then the case sedated her.

Dan was straight onto the suppliers.

“My home assistant is malfunctioning!”, he complained. “She’s not doing anything I tell her to!”

“Have you trained her yet?”, asked the voice at the other end.

“What? She’s supposed to come trained!”

“Only if you buy the advanced package, sir. You bought the economy one. She’s had no training at all; she’s just been ‘recruited’, sealed into her suit and cased up. That’s it. You have to train her yourself. It’s all in the paperwork. You’ve only just paid enough for the costs of her suit and case as it is.”

Dan was shocked.

“I’ve no idea how to train her!”, he cried.

“In that case, you’ll have to hire someone. I can recommend a few people, if you wish. At least, if you use them, you can pay them by instalments.”

“Thank you, I guess that will have to do. What do I do with her in the meantime?”

“I’d keep her in her case, except for when she’s being trained. Otherwise, she’s likely to try to escape.”

“Ok, thanks. Send me those contact details through ASAP, please?”

“Will do”, said the voice, hanging up.

Dan looked back through the window at the woman, who was now asleep again…

Rhea was dreaming, semi-conscious. She’d looked down at what she was wearing when she first awoke. That wasn’t her gym gear! What the hell…?

She’d fallen forwards as some kind of door in front of her had opened and been caught by a stranger. The man had then started showing her around his flat. She’d tried to ask him what was going on, then seen the chains for the first time, as well as felt the gag in her mouth…

She’d flown into a panic, instantly. Her eyes had then widened with shock as she saw the leash that the man had been holding, fastened to a collar round her neck. She tried to pull away, but the man uncovered a breast, grabbed a nipple and twisted it hard…

Tears filled her eyes and she grunted with pain into her gag.

Before she knew what was happening, she was thrown back into the case that she had woken up in. There was a jab in her neck, and everything went dark…

Dan stared at Rhea through the window in her sarcophagus.

The problem was, he didn’t want to leave her in there. He was falling in love with her. Love for a pet, admittedly, not another person, but love, nonetheless. He felt it was cruel leaving her in her case.

When she awakened, later, he tried letting her out again.

This time, Rhea got the message; if she even remotely looked like acting up, Dan just pointed her at her cabinet. Rhea let Dan lead her round the house, and she picked up where everything was.

“At this point, I’m supposed to read you a few points from your manual”, he said. “You must stay a set distance from your cabinet at all times; if you do not, you will receive a heavy electric shock from the collar round your neck. The distance is set at the moment to anywhere inside this flat. Any attempt to leave it will render you unconscious.”

“Any attempt to make any noise louder than a whisper whilst ungagged will earn you a similar punishment. You will present yourself each evening at bedtime to your owner for sex, with your crotch zip undone; refusal to do so will mean you will lose your food ration for the following day. This is the only time that you are allowed to have your gag removed. Also, you are only allowed out of your cabinet in your owner’s presence, except when you are cleaning and tidying between 0700 and 0900. At this time, you will not answer the phone or door for any reason.”

Dan folded the sheet and looked at Rhea.

Tears filled her eyes and ran down the latex of her hood. What had she done to deserve this?

To her surprise, Dan came over and, instead of hitting her, stroked her head.

“Don’t cry, little one”, he said. “I won’t hurt you personally, but I can’t stop your collar from disciplining you. As long as you follow the rules, we will get on fine. Also, I can adjust the time you are allowed outside the cabinet. The more you behave, the longer that time will get.”

Dan hugged Rhea; to his amazement, Rhea snuggled up to him, shivering with fear. Dan checked Rhea’s corset, to make sure it was nice and tight and tidy, then got her to sit with her as he watched TV that evening. Rhea almost forgot she was in bondage…

Then, the next shock; Dan started getting ready for bed, ignoring Rhea completely. He heard the sound of a zipper being undone behind him…

Rhea reached for him and put her arms around him, having undone her crotch zipper. There was no way she wanted to be punished…

Pleasantly surprised, Dan got himself ready for bed, then motioned to Rhea to get in first, which she did. He then undid her gag…

Rhea went to scream, then remembered the warning about the collar. She whispered, “Hi! My name is Rhea.”

“What a beautiful name”, said Dan. “How did you end up in this job?”

“Job, hah!”, Rhea said. She then went on to whisper how she’d ended up as a ‘home assistant’…

“I was just walking back home from my part-time job at the coffee shop”, she said. “I’d left late, not watching the time, and missed my usual bus. Stupidly, I decided to walk back…”

She stopped for a second, trying hard not to cry.

“I was just heading back down a back alley when I was hit from behind. Everything turned into a blur after that; I woke up wearing this gear and being put into that thing…”, she pointed at the cabinet, shivering again.

Dan couldn’t help it. He cuddled her and kissed her, telling himself it was just part of her programmed evening sex. Rhea tried not to enjoy it, but she failed completely; she ended up rubbing herself against Dan. She had to be careful not to scratch him, as she was still fastened into her corset.

Rhea found Dan amazingly gentle when they were having sex. She let him slide into her, and was soon moaning in ecstasy as he pumped in and out of her.

“You keep making that noise and I’ll have to fasten your gag back on”, Dan said, chuckling.

“Please do…”, moaned Rhea. “Otherwise, I’ll get too loud…!”

Dan quickly clicked the poppers shut fastening Rhea’s gag into place; this made the moans almost silent, but still noticeable. He could tell that Rhea was smiling behind the latex…

Next morning, Rhea was out of bed promptly; first thing she did was close her crotch zip. She then headed into the kitchen and shortly came back with Dan’s breakfast, made properly. Dan got her to sit beside him on the bed and stroked her head as he ate. Rhea purred and nuzzled him…

Dan went to ungag her. Rhea pulled away, waggling a finger in his face. She’d remembered that she wasn’t allowed to be ungagged during the day.

Rhea had to go back into her cabinet for a few hours, it was the only way she could have food and drink whilst still gagged. Dan missed her all the time she was in there…

Dan got back on to the suppliers. He said he seemed to have solved the training problem on his own; then he asked a very unusual question:

“Is there any way that I can remove her uniform?”, he asked.

“Which part?”

“All of it. I trust her. I want to upgrade her, from assistant to girlfriend…!”

“Oh…”

“Why? Is that a problem?”

“I’m afraid so. As part of our initial processing, the latex suit itself gets sealed on. The keys to most of the shackles and corset are in the small packet that came with your delivery. However, because she was an untrained participant in our programme, we had to make sure that she wouldn’t tell anyone about us. That means the collar is permanent, like the latex suit, so we can monitor her from here. There’s no way of undoing it.”

“What’s the lowest shock setting on the collar?”

“10%. However, with that, there is an alternative. Inside her cabinet you will find a key fob. Clip this to your existing keys. This then means that your assistant can come places with you, as long as she stays by your side very close to the key fob. She will have to still wear her collar and latex, though.”

“Ok. Back her collar right down to 10% anyway, please. Like I said, I trust her.”

Dan finished the conversation, looked at his watch then went to get Rhea from her cabinet. He then told her all about the conversation he had just had.

“You’d do that for me?”, she said. “Me, a nobody?”

Dan had got the key fob out of the cabinet the same time he had released Rhea. He showed it to her.

“Want to come on a dinner date?”, he asked. Rhea giggled…

Another positive feature of the key fob was it allowed for Rhea to be ungagged, as well as letting her talk at normal volume, as it assumed she was working outside. To her surprise, the latex hood part of her suit also went transparent, as did the portions over her hands and feet. Rhea was then able to make herself look quite normal. That really made her smile. Grateful, she kissed Dan.

“You start doing that, we’ll have to stay in”, he said, giving her a playful nudge.

He and Rhea then went out on a date and really enjoyed themselves.

There was a problem, however. Rhea’s ex turned up at the restaurant.

“Where the fuck have you been, bitch?”, he cried. “Is this your new sugar daddy?”

Rhea cowered behind Dan, shaking.

“Stay by me, love”, Dan said. “I’ll take care of this prick.”

Dan then stood up to the ex.

“The lady has said she wants nothing to do with you”, he said. “She’s with me.”

“Is that right? That stupid cow doesn’t know what she wants.”

“I know it’s not you!”, cried Rhea. “Why the hell do you think I dumped you?”

“You didn’t dump me, you just disappeared. You still owe me five grand for that boob job I got you.”

Furious, Rhea ripped her coat off, showing her latex suit and corset.

“Yes! Look how that ended up! I’m stuck like this, now! I…”

Rhea suddenly screamed and collapsed. The collar had triggered on full power, to stop her from revealing about the Agency.

“Damn it!”, cried Dan. With no explanation to the others in the restaurant, he snatched up Rhea and carried her out to his car.

The ex followed, swearing at him all the time. He just suddenly spun round, after putting Rhea into her seat in the car, and belted him as hard as he could.

“Stay away from us!”, he cried. “She’s made her choice. Respect it!”

Dan quickly drove Rhea back home. She was still unconscious, so he put her into her cylinder to recover. He also contacted the agency and explained what had happened at the restaurant.

“Yes, we were monitoring”, the voice said. “Unfortunately, we tried to override the collar too late. We’ve decided to make two exceptions in your case. When Rhea next comes out of the cabinet you will be able to remove her collar. Her skin is so compromised, though, the suit will need to stay on.”

“And the second?”

“I took an instant dislike to Rhea’s ex. He will be joining us as a Home Assistant, shortly. You two have gone out of your way to protect the service; consider this your reward.”

Dan was able to tell Rhea this when she next came out of the cabinet. She cried with joy when her collar unlocked…

Dan and Rhea never mentioned the agency again. Rhea’s suit was put down to a skin condition that meant her skin burned on contact with sunlight. The suit’s special material meant that she could shower wearing it. The gag was also still often needed during their lovemaking sessions…!