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  • Working Remotely Chapter 6

    Chapter by Kripto · 18 Apr 2025
  • Riley knows she's supposed to go back to Del Corp today, but finds herself thinking she really doesn't want to. So how come she can't stop herself from going?
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  • Other than Caleb spitting soup everywhere, Ben thought this visit to his brother’s was going much better than usual. It helped that when Caleb returned in a new shirt, he seemed to have lost some of his cocky attitude, like he had been given some troubling news or something. Ben thought about asking if something was actually wrong, but when he remembered how good hs older brother had it, he decided against it.

    Riley rejoined them shortly after her trip to the bathroom, and Ben had the satisfaction of again seeing his brother’s jealous gaze at his hot wife. It was a sense of pride for Ben, knowing that his hot wife was the one thing Caleb could never have. There were some things money and power just could not buy.

    Small talk flowed as three courses were served, and Ben proceeded to stuff his face. He noticed that Caleb wasn’t much of a conversationalist today. Rare for him. He usually bragged about his job or some new expensive hobby he’d picked up. Mindy and Riley, however, prattled on about a variety of topics. Ben couldn’t remember when Riley had been such an apt conversationalist. She was holding her own against Caleb’s refined wife.

    Most shocking of all though, was how Caleb didn’t make any more jabs at Ben and Riley’s lack of financial security. He didn’t even offer Ben any money before they left. He did give Riley a long, lingering look though. It was long enough to where Ben almost made a smart remark, but then the moment passed. Ben drove back to their small town very full and very happy. All he wanted now was to crash on the couch with Riley for the rest of that Saturday, and fall asleep with her in his arms.

    He almost got his wish. Mid afternoon, as he was drifting off while watching a reality tv cooking show, Riley said, “I’m just gonna go check in at work, babe. I’ll be back in an hour. Two tops.”

    “Mm hm,” Ben protested dreamily, and tried to hold onto her as she extracted herself from his arms.

    “I love you too, honey,” she said with a melodic laugh, and kissed him on the forehead.

    He let her go, and was quietly snoring in seconds.

    A short while later at Del Corp, Doris met with Marcus in his office.

    “How did we miss Caleb Harper?” she asked, looking horrified at the new information she’d discovered regarding Ben’s brother. “You’re supposed to be more thorough than that!”

    “He’s not a politician or law enforcement,” Marcus said defensively. “And he’s two towns away from Ben and Riley!”

    “It’s a little more than a town, Marcus!” she sniped back. “It’s a suburb of the state capital, which is where Caleb works. Not as an elected official, but he might be soon, because he’s one of the state’s best prosecutors! Seems pretty tied to law enforcement to me!”

    “But…he’s a client!” Marcus argued.

    “And we’ve injected his sister-in-law with brainwashing nanites that allow me to upload into her body! Kind of a conflict of interest, don’t you…oh fudge! Not now!” Doris exclaimed as she grabbed her chest. She hobbled to Marcus’s chair and sat down. She was wheezing, and tried to catch her breath.

    “Do I need to take you to the doctor on duty?” Marcus asked out of obligation. He found it impossible to feel any real sympathy towards the old bat.

    “It’s Saturday, so no!” she rasped. “It’ll be Jenkins. He’s not worth a damn. Don’t know why he hasn’t been fired yet.”

    “Well just calm down and try not to die in my chair.”

    A minute of silence passed between them while Doris’s breathing slowly returned to normal. Finally, Marcus piped up. “I’ve invested too much in Riley to cut her loose.”

    “Cause you’ve been thinking with your pecker,” Doris quipped. She managed a deep breath. She wouldn’t be dying tonight it seemed. She looked up into Marcus’s eyes and smirked. “Luckily for us both, Caleb has a real thing for his brother’s wife.”

    Marcus thought any straight man with vision would, but still he asked, “How do you know?”

    “Because he told me,” Doris retorted. “If used correctly, her body could be very persuasive to Ben’s brother. Hell, I could probably talk him into doing all sorts of illegal acts for us if I promised to wrap her luscious lips around his cock after. But let’s just make doubly sure you didn’t miss anything else. We cannot afford to have anything else come back to bite us before we present her to the board.”

    Marcus was silent as she got shakily to her feet and headed out the door. She took an hour to get some food, and then got herself back in her pod before Ben woke up.

    Back in Riley’s body, Doris slipped herself back into Ben’s arms on the couch, which roused him enough that they made their way to bed where they both fell asleep. Doris might have taken Riley back to the computer for more late night brainwashing, but that could wait till Monday.

    As much as Doris enjoyed being in a young woman’s body, she needed an actual break from it. A long one. She would have 8 hours on Monday where she could take care of her physical body while Ben was back at his factory job. That would also be 8 hours of constant staring at a computer screen where Riley’s free will was slowly chipped away by the subliminal messages forced into her subconscious. Those messages would be reinforced by the nanites swarming in her bloodstream. Hopefully in a couple of days time, it would be enough to where she wouldn’t even think about disobeying an order from Del Corp, even if it meant knowingly and willfully cheating on her husband. That’s what Marcus and Doris were hoping for anyway. But love was something that could strengthen a person’s resolve, which was the whole reason Del Corp didn’t hire Remote Workers who were in serious relationships.

    Wednesday would be the day they found out whether their marathon programming had been successful or not. Riley would have undergone more conditioning in a short period of time than anyone on record. This much brainwashing usually wasn’t needed because of the upload process by the professional sex workers. But that’s not what Victor Spanelli would be paying for. He wanted the real deal, and Marcus and Doris would give it to him. A real married woman who would cheat on her husband. The two conspirators could then take their data to the board, prove that they’d overcome the relationship obstacle, and it would hopefully merit a huge reward, perhaps their own seats on the board.

    The alarm Monday morning went off and pulled Doris out of the wonderful dream she’d been having. She’d dreamt that Riley’s body was hers. Not temporarily, but permanently. That she never had to go back to her decrepit, failing body, but could just keep enjoying the perks of being young and beautiful again.

    For one shining moment as her eyes fluttered open and she lay there staring up at the ceiling in Riley’s body, she thought maybe the dream had been real. But then Ben pulled her next to him and said, “How about one of your famous morning blowjobs before I go to work?”

    Reality quickly set in. Doris wanted to push him off. She was not in the mood. A very rare thing for her when she was uploaded, but she was sick of playing the doting horny wife for this moron for so long. She hoped the brainwashing was successful so she didn’t have to babysit Riley’s body so much in the future.

    Doris gave an unseen eye roll, then flipped over to face her husband.

    “Of course, baby,” Riley cooed. “I love draining your balls before you go to work!”

    She slipped under the covers and found his impressive morning wood. With no hesitation, she took it into her mouth.

    Ben gasped as Riley slurped up his cock. “You’ve certainly upped your game,” he gasped appreciatively. He couldn’t help but compare the few blowjobs he’d received from his wife in the first few weeks of marriage, to the last couple of days. There was no comparison. It was just way, way better. He wasn’t going to be able to last very long if she kept…

    He grabbed the top of her head as she took him balls deep. And then she started moaning. Like a porn star. Like gobbling his cock was giving her so much erotic joy that she couldn’t keep it all inside. He felt so lucky. His brother had no idea that being rich didn’t always mean just having money.

    He gave his wife the obligatory tap on the head and warned her, “I’m bout to cum babe.”

    “Mm hm!” she moaned eagerly. And then she shifted into a higher gear, and slurped and sucked and moaned even harder until Ben exploded down her throat. She swallowed it like a pro. He left for work shortly after, a very happy man.

    Doris was glad to see him go. She took a long, hot shower in Riley’s body, then went to the little office in the guest bedroom. She disconnected, and left Riley staring at a screen that would where a flashing screen and her nanites would continue to strip her of free will.

    _______________________

    Seven hours later, with Ben soon to arrive home, Doris met in Marcus’s office.

    “I’ll upload into her soon, but once Ben’s asleep for the night, I’ll log off and leave Riley to her own devices.”

    “Are you sure that’s for the best?” Marcus asked skeptically. “You could just wear her all the way back here in the morning to make sure nothing goes-”

    Doris was already shaking her head and cut him off. “No. We’ve maximized this girl’s brainwashing in a very short amount of time. We need to test it. We promised her to Viktor on Wednesday. We’ll monitor her closely between now and then, but I’m not going back in unless it’s an emergency between now and Thursday. My body needs a break, Marcus. I’ve never run so many marathon sessions back to back like this.”

    Marcus didn’t like how Doris was acting like it was HER operation, but didn’t object. “Fine. But if anything goes south, you’re back in her at a moment’s notice.”

    “Agreed.”

    _______________________________

    Riley was not permitted to be herself that evening when her husband arrived home. Doris was already uploaded into her, and waiting for Ben, wearing nothing but a smile. They made love immediately. That’s what Ben would have called it. The soft, tender kind born of two people that fall deeper in love every day. Doris knew this would keep him happy and complacent for the next few hours. They spent a nice evening together, and then to get him to sleep quickly, Doris fucked him. The difference was night and day, as Doris used Riley’s body skillfully, encouraging Ben to expend all his energy into her pussy. It worked like a charm.

    As soon as Ben drifted off, Doris went to the home office, and left a message for Riley on the screen, giving her specific orders to go back to bed, and to not be late when reporting to Del Corp in the morning. fucked him right before bed. and spent another nice evening together.

    ___________________________________

    “Why does something feel so wrong?”

    These were Riley’s first thoughts early Tuesday morning. She’d awoken with a start, with the knowledge that she had somewhere very important to be today, and it was critical she not be late. The fog of sleep cleared, and she remembered. She was to report in person at Del Corp. It would be the first time she’d been back there since her orientation.

    “Has it been a week already? Why does everything feel like such a blur?”

    It truly did, too. The thing she remembered most was staring at her computer screen and…and her and Ben’s connection this last week had been…different. Like there had been a disconnect. That didn’t make any sense though, because she loved him so much. But why was she struggling to explain her behavior with him, or at least, what she could remember. That was most troubling of all. She couldn’t remember yesterday. Nothing specific, except for her computer screen.

    The more she tried to remember, the more it felt like her brain was going a million miles an hour, and the more things just didn’t feel…right. She knew she needed to get out of bed and get ready to make the hour drive to Del Corp, but if she was being honest with herself, she was dreading it. But she didn’t know why.

    “I don’t want to go.”

    This was her gut response. It was similar to when she didn’t want to go to the dentist but much stronger.

    But a second thought, one that felt cold and robot, suddenly popped into her head.

    “It is a direct mandate to go to Del Corp today. I WILL go.”

    The abruptness of this other voice in her head frightened her, but only for a moment. Suddenly endorphins flooded her brain, and she felt good. She had so much energy!

    “I…I suppose I need to get moving,” she thought. After all, Del Corp had been nothing but good to her, and the last thing she wanted to do was to ignore a direct order. She actually thought it was kind of funny now. Why had she hesitated? She threw back the covers and went to get herself ready. As she stepped out of the bedroom to go shower, she thought she heard her husband mumble something about a blowjob.

    Her breath caught and she stopped dead in her tracks in the doorway as that cold robotic voice in her mind spoke up again.

    “It’s important to keep your husband satisfied sexually,” the cold voice intoned.

    She agreed with this. She loved Ben so much, and always wanted him to be satisfied in every way, emotionally, and physically. But the abrupt compulsion to stop worried her. It was as if his possible desire for a blowjob had overridden her need to get ready.

    It occurred to her that she hadn’t quite heard what he’d said, and maybe he’d just been talking in his sleep. This rationale seemed to break the spell, and she felt she could carry on with getting ready.

    Ben had not been talking in his sleep, but had indeed been cheekily requesting a morning bj. He’d been hopeful as his wife had paused and seemed to consider it while not looking back at him. But then she’d got off to shower, so he hadn’t pushed it. He knew she had a long commute to work today, so he too got up so he could eat breakfast with her and see her off.

    As they took turns using the bathroom and got dressed and fixed their morning meal, Riley kept looking towards her husband for a signal that he wanted something from her. She wasn’t sure what. Anything, really. A mantra kept running through her head, like catchy song lyrics.

    “Be whatever he needs. Do whatever pleases him. Do whatever keeps him happy.”

    This desire to be ready to serve him in any capacity was so intense. She wondered if there was anything she wouldn’t do right now if he asked. But then he was kissing her on the cheek, telling her goodbye, and walking out the door.

    Riley actually felt a little disappointed that he’d asked nothing of her. Almost as if she’d been denied her purpose.

    “Go to Del Corp,” the cold voice insisted.

    She looked at the clock. She wasn’t in danger of being late, but the urge to leave so she could be early or on time was so strong. She wanted, no, NEEDED to get back to that building. She needed to see Marcus. Needed to hear his voice direct her to…to…what?

    “Anything. You’ll do anything for him.”

    She stopped and looked down at her hand. It was clutching the metal keys tightly. One second she’d been sitting at their small dining room table, and the next thing she knew, she was holding the keys about to walk out the door. Weird. It was like she’d been on autopilot or…

    “Go to Del Corp.”

    She blinked and she was behind the wheel of her car. What was going on? Was she okay? It was like she was sleepwalking. She should not be driving if she was going to keep fading out like this. She put a hand on the latch to open the door, but found her hand moving instead to the lock button. She pressed it, locking herself inside.

    “That was silly. I didn’t mean to-”

    She blinked again and felt the car moving beneath her, and not just backing out of her driveway. She was already out of her neighborhood and on the highway headed out of town. Fear shot through her. But as quick as it came, it was replaced by a jolt of euphoric pleasure. She kept one hand on the steering wheel, and the other went between her legs. She fought an overwhelming compulsion to get off right there in the car.

    “It feels so good to be going to Del Corp. It feels so good to obey.”

    Another blink. The pleasure had faded, but she was experiencing that blissful state of having just gotten off. She felt immense calm. Everything was fine. It was better than fine. She was going to Del Corp, where good things happened.

    “Good things do happen there, right?” she asked herself.

    As quick as a flash, the voice answered, “Yes. Good things always happen at Del Corp.”

    Nagging questions began to pierce through the veil of calm that kept trying to blanket Riley’s mind.

    “But…how come I can’t remember any of those good things when I was there last week? I only remember having a wonderful meal? But...nothing else…”

    No. That wasn’t true, she realized. She remembered Marcus’s smile. That charming, handsome face. She longed to see it again. Longed for his mouth to open and for his voice to tell her what to do. What to think.

    The feeling was back. That feeling that something was off. No. It wasn’t just off. It was very, very wrong.

    “Go to Del Corp,” the voice repeated, and this time it wasn’t just cold and robotic, but was a clanging gong that resonated throughout her entire body.

    Her eyes caught an exit she could take to turn around and go back home. But just as quick as she saw it, her foot pressed down on the steering wheel and she shot past it. It was almost like her body was rebelling against her thoughts, making her go.

    For an hour this went on. Almost every time she could take and exit and turn around, she found herself unable to do so. She found it difficult to be frustrated by this, because she kept feeling so good. Too good. She kept wanting to touch herself. She wanted to touch herself while thinking about Marcus. While she thought about giving her body to him. That would be so hot because she was a married woman. It would be so hot to cheat with Marcus, or with anyone other than her husband. The very idea made her squirm, and her panties a soaking mess.

    At last she took the one exit her body had allowed. The one that led her to Del Corp. She drove the last short way past traffic stops, restaurants and office buildings, and finally came to the sprawling headquarters of the company she couldn’t help but long to be at. She parked, and checked the clock on her dashboard. She was early. She eyed the entryway. It was about 100 yards away. The urge to get out of her car and run to it was overwhelming.

    With tremendous focus, she pushed back against that urge, and seemed to push through a wall. Her thoughts suddenly felt wholly her own, and the reality of her situation dawned on her.

    “This isn’t the excitement of a new job. This is something else. I shouldn’t be feeling this way. Shouldn’t be having these compulsions. It’s almost like I’ve been hypnotized. Or brainwashed. Is that why I can’t remember anything that happened inside that building? Or why I have so many gaps in my memory this last week? All I can remember for much of it is sitting at a desk dragging numbers across a screen. No. I don’t like this. This isn’t what I want. I’m starting up the car and-”

    But she couldn’t start the car up. She wasn’t in the car anymore. To Riley’s horror, she realized that while she’d been thinking, her body had been moving and she hadn’t even noticed. Her fear and adrenaline spiked, providing her the will to stop in her tracks. She took a step back, and then turned. She looked at her car. She could see it. THAT is what she wanted to run to. To get in and drive back home to Ben and tell him everything she was feeling and-

    Pleasure flooded her body so powerfully that she thought she would cum right there in the middle of the parking lot. As she tried to not moan, she found herself turning back to the front doors of Del Corp, and took a step towards them.

    “No! No! I need to go home!”

    Step. Step. Step. She felt like her body was in the grasp of an invisible tractor beam. It was already so close much closer.

    “I can’t stay here! Oh fuck! I can’t stop myself! I keep moving forward! This is so wrong! Del Corp did something to me! I’ve got to tell Ben!”

    She might not have control of her legs, but she seemed to be able to reach into her purse to extract her cell phone. She hit Ben’s saved number on her screen and put it to her ear. She was 20 yards from the doors when it began to ring.

    “Please pick up Ben! Please pick up!”

    15 yards.

    “Dammit Ben! I know you’re at work but this is an emergency!”

    Then suddenly Ben’s sweet, wonderful voice was there. “Riles? What’s up? You know they don’t like us taking calls in the factory.”

    Riley took in a breath, ready to share a crazy hypothesis with her husband. He’d listen. They trusted one another. He’d be there for her. He’d come save her and take her home.

    “Ben, Del Corp brainwashed me somehow! I want to go home but I can’t. I’m about to walk in the doors! You have to come rescue me!”

    She was sure these were the words that tumbled out of her mouth as her feet stepped onto a mat that caused the automatic doors to open. But Ben’s response took her by surprise. That’s what Riley thought she said as her feet stepped onto a mat that caused automatic doors to open for her.

    “Looking forward to it babe!” he said cheerfully. Then the line went dead.

    Riley played back what she said in her mind, but realized her ears had heard her say something different. She panicked as she recalled words that hadn’t been a desperate cry for help.

    “I miss you, honey. I hope we can fuck the second we’re both home like we did yesterday. I LIVE to get you off and make you happy!”

    Her tone conveyed none of the fear she felt, but had been dripping with seduction. And worse, she couldn’t recall having sex with her husband the second he got home yesterday from the factory! But apparently she had.

    And then her feet crossed the threshold of Del Corp, and the panic, the fear, and every thought in her head completely ceased, as the nanites in her body automatically initiated Blank Slate mode.

    Marcus was there, waiting for her. He’d watched her from behind tinted glass as she’d faltered in her stride towards the entrance. But the nanites had come through. They’d brought her to him, although not without some resistance. He’d enjoyed seeing her fearful expression become a placid calm as she crossed the building’s threshold. He couldn’t wait to be alone with her.

    In a way, he already was. The only other person in the room was a receptionist. A tall lovely blonde with a vacant expression behind her eyes, but a welcoming smile plastered on her face. She would dutifully greet every person that walked through the door. Well, every person that wasn’t in Blank Slate mode. That was what she’d been programmed to do today by her handler. Any remote worker that came on the premises could fulfill any task the company mandated with very little training because of the nanites swarming inside their bodies.

    Marcus could strip Riley naked and have his way with her on the receptionist’s desk, and she’d keep that serene expression on her face while he did. As if it were the most normal thing in the world. But he knew that someone else could walk in, like a delivery driver, or even a fucking board member.

    “Riley, we’re going to my office,” Marcus ordered. “Lead the way.”

    “Yes, sir,” came her swift and robotic reply.

    They went down winding corridors and staircases that led to Marcus’s office. Halfway there, Marcus said, “Sway your hips more, Riley. Really flaunt that tight ass of yours.”

    “Yes, sir.”

    Marcus was plenty hard when they finally got to his office. But when he stepped inside, he knew there was going to be yet another delay.

    “Dammit Doris! Why do you feel the need to spend so much time in my office these days?”

    The old woman stood from Marcus’s office chair and approached them. “Because I worry you’ll do something stupid. Like not follow protocol. You know she’s on the 90 day list. She’s got to go check in with the doctor first thing or they get an alarm notification.”

    “Not if Arnold in IT did his job!”

    Doris scowled at him. “We’re not taking that chance. Plus I know for a fact that the doctor is waiting for her. So get her there!”

    Marcus fumed over Doris’s bossiness. He was horny as hell. “Just give me five minutes,” he said, as his eyes drifted over Riley’s impressive chest. The way it rose and fell. The way she stared straight ahead, without a care in the world. He wanted to have her do so many things to him. Things she would do without a moment’s hesitation.

    Sharp breath came out of Doris’s flared nostrils, but then she said, “Oh for Pete’s sake. You men are so pathetic. I’ll give you 30 seconds alone with her, then we’re leaving.”

    “Five minutes,” Marcus repeated firmly.

    Doris raised an eyebrow. “As bad as you got it for this girl, you probably don’t even need 10 seconds. So I was being generous when I said 30.”

    “Two minutes.”

    Doris gave a bored sigh. “Sixty seconds, and that’s it. And there better not be a bit of your DNA on her. Or in her. That’d be a dead giveaway that you didn’t follow procedure.”

    Marcus was so frustrated by this whole exchange. He was the one calling the shots. He was the one in charge. But thanks to his short sightedness, he had to be subjected to the machinations of this old tramp. “Fine! Sixty seconds.”

    Doris hobbled to the door slowly. To Marcus, it felt like an eternity. He knew she was judging him for needing this so badly, but he didn’t care. He shouldn’t be denied such perks after rising up the ranks in the company as he had.

    With a final roll of her eyes, Doris shut the door, and Marcus was finally in the room alone with Riley. The desire he had for her had been steadily increasing over the last week, and now she was finally here in front of him. And he only had 60 seconds. Well, now only 57. Time was already moving much faster than he wanted.

    “Kiss me,” he commanded.

    Riley’s stare at the wall broke and she fixed her eyes on him. “Yes sir.” She raised her feet up and brought her lips to his.

    Marcus pulled back quickly. “No, kiss me like I’m Ben.”

    “Yes sir,” she said.

    When she kissed him this time, there was a hunger and desire. Marcus’s hands began to snake over her body. She made no attempt to stop him as his fingers curled up over her boobs, while a palm came to rest on her butt cheek.

    He wanted to strip her naked. Wanted to stuff his cock into all her holes. But there was no time. He heard a knock on the door, and knew it was Doris letting him know it was time to go. The time with Riley had felt like a blink. All he could do now was get the doctor to sign off as quickly as possible so he could finally use her to his heart’s content. As he opened the door, he wanted to slap the smirk he saw on Doris’s mouth.

    “Get it out of your system?” she jeered.

    “Hardly.”

    She gave Riley a once over, and decided she didn’t like something about her face. “You imbecile. You kissed her. What did I say about DNA?”

    “They’re not gonna care about saliva in her mouth and you know it. Now get out of my way, and please don’t be here when I get back.”

    Doris and Marcus stared daggers at each other for a few seconds, until Doris finally shuffled aside for Marcus to pass.

    “Riley, with me,” Marcus ordered.

    “Yes sir.”

    _________________________________________________________________

    Marcus tried to appear professional as the doctor examined Riley. He made her remove her clothes, which she did without hesitation or embarrassment. He took a blood sample. Put her in stirrups and probed her vagina. Marcus watched all of it.

    “What kind of field tests did you say you’re running with her?” the doctor asked as he removed his gloves and dumped them into a trash receptacle.

    “I didn’t,” Marcus said, trying to sound light. “Above your pay grade.”

    The doctor frowned. “Physically she’s fine, but some of the nanite readings are well above acceptable parameters. There are several spikes in her emotions that speak to stress or fear, some very recent. Are her conditioning protocols not behind adhered to? New remote workers are supposed to be eased into it so the nanites don’t-”

    “You said physically she’s fine,” Marcus interrupted. “That’s all I need to hear.”

    “But she shouldn’t undergo more stress or she could-”

    “We’re fine, thanks,” Marcus said, cutting the man off again. “Let’s go, Riley.”

    “Yes sir,” she said, and stood up, ready to go.

    “Right, sorry. Put your clothes back on first.”

    Hearing that his patient was about to leave, the doctor eyed Riley with a less than clinical view. “What about our agreement last week?” he asked quickly.

    Marcus puffed up his chest. “I’m sorry, but due to the sensitive nature of this remote worker, we can’t have anyone using her sexually just yet. You understand.”

    The doctor narrowed his eyes and asked, “Is that why she’s been removed from the queue in the system?”

    “It is,” Marcus explained. “The board wants to keep this under wraps until she’s ready to go.”

    The doctor pursed his lips as if deciding whether or not to keep probing.

    One of his pretty lab assistants stepped forward with a tablet in her hand and said, “Another new girl will be here shortly doctor. Is there anything we can do for you before they get here?”

    This seemed to make up his mind. “Well, since I’m not getting a blowjob from this pretty thing, I might as well get serviced by the both of you. If you’ll excuse me, Marcus.”

    Marcus chuckled. The last thing he heard as he left the room with Riley was, “Both of you, on your knees.”

    Marcus grasped Riley’s hand and practically dragged her back to his office. He only slowed his pace when passing other people. He felt like a teen racing towards a makeout point. When he got there though, he saw that he had another visitor.

    It was the overweight Arnold from IT who stood there awkwardly with one hand in his pocket and the other holding a phone he was intently staring at. As soon as Marcus and Riley walked in, he looked up with a cockeyed grin. “I’ll take her from here.”

    “What?” Marcus balked. “Now?”

    “Yeah,” Arnold said as he leered at Riley. “You said I got to be the first with her, so I figured I’d come get her now that she’s done with her exam.”

    “How’d you even know she’d be ready?”

    Arnold pointed his phone’s screen towards Marcus. “I’m tracking her, man. Her nanites tell me where she is at any given time. Like, exactly where. Check it.” He moved his fingers on the screen, and there was a 3D layout of Del Corp, with Riley’s dot visible inside of Marcus’s office. “I saw her coming back from the doc’s, so I thought I’d do you a favor and come fetch her.”

    “You can have her when I’m done with her.”

    Arnold sneered at the man that was technically above him. “I came through for you, man. She doesn’t show up in the employee queue. She’s not on the board’s radar right now. Except for you and the doc, people will only know she exists if they see her. So unless you want me to remind everyone right quick that she’s here, I'll be taking her. Right now. And I’ll make sure she stays out of sight for the rest of the day.”

    “The rest of the day!” Marcus seethed.

    Arnold scratched his stubble and said casually, “Her list was getting real long. Easy to see why. She’s quite the looker. Remind me, why are you hiding her from the board and all these hard working people?”

    If looks could kill, Arnold would have been a dead man. “Take her,” Marcus said quietly.

    “That’s what I thought. Come on Riley. You’re mine till it’s time to clock out.”

    “Don’t you need to-” Marcus began.

    “Yes sir,” Riley said in response to Arnold.

    “Already took care of it, ‘boss,’” Arnold answered with a sly smile. “Made myself an authorized user before I came over.”

    And then all Marcus could do was watch as Riley followed Arnold out of his office.

    ___________________________________________________________________________

    Arnold’s cramped and messy office reeked of stale chips, pizza and body odor. It hadn’t changed much since Marcus had visited the other day. His prized anime figurines were still in their skimpy attire on a shelf, along with coding books, and a collection of retro computer games. But there was one change. An outfit was hanging on a coat rack in the corner of the dimly lit room.

    He waddled over to his mini fridge and took out an energy drink. He popped the top and took a long sip from it before he flopped down into his chair. It gave a loud creak of protest as it received his weight.

    “Take off your clothes and put that on,” he said pointing towards the white outfit hanging from his door.

    “Yes sir,” Riley replied dutifully.

    Rather than watch her get naked, Arnold began tapping on his keyboard. “Marcus is really doing a number on you Riley,” he commented as he pulled up report after report. “Got them nanites working overtime. You got like, a month’s worth of conditioning in a week. Whoa. Lotta red lines here. Looks like you’re trying to resist all that programming. Good thing Doris was in you so much, otherwise you might have been successful. Say, how you like having Del Corp’s best whore using your body?”

    “I’m glad to be of use to Del Corp and its employees,” she said robotically.

    Arnold chuckled as he kept looking at his monitor. “Yeah. Marcus is definitely up to something with you. Not sure what, but as long as it don’t come back on me, I don’t care.” He glanced over his shoulder, and in the dim light, he saw naked flesh. He quickly went back to staring at the monitor. “They’d struggle to get rid of me. I’m the only one that knows how to do certain things around here. Like if something happened to the main servers downstairs, I’d be the one to get everything back up and running. Man, how crazy would that be though. Like, if the main servers were destroyed through fire or something, every remote worker would be disconnected and have free will for hours, maybe days.”

    “I’ve put it on sir,” Riley said flatly.

    Arnold looked up and swallowed hard. The white Power Girl body suit clung tightly to her bust. It had a large window that did a great job of showing off her cleavage. It covered her nipples, but it was very obvious where they were located as they made the fabric poke out. The lower half allowed her smooth legs to be fully on display.

    “Wow,” Arnold said appreciatively. “You look so much like the real Power Girl. Your hair’s a bit too long, but…close enough.” He opened a drawer and took out a comic book. He held it out to Riley. “Here, read this.”

    She took it with a quick, “Yes sir.”

    “And these,” Arnold added, taking out a stack of Power Girl comics. “You’re gonna know all about her, and then you’re gonna pretend to be her. Got it.”

    “Yes sir.”

    “Have a seat on that chair over there, and let me know the second you’re done.”

    “Yes sir.”

    For the next two hours, Arnold worked while Riley read issue after issue of Power Girl. Between long bouts of typing on his computer, Arnold would reach for a handful of chips that he would eat very loudly before wiping oily hands on his shirt. He usually followed this by guzzling some energy drink, and finally, let out a loud belch. He continued to steal glances throughout, checking on Riley’s progress.

    Finally, she said, “Finished sir.”

    Arnold continued to type for several more seconds before saying, “Okay! Let’s do this. You’re Power Girl. I want you to seduce me as Power Girl. In order to save the day, you have to make me cum. And stay in character.”

    “Yes sir.”

    Immediately, Riley’s whole robotic persona changed. The emotionless expression she’d worn since stepping into the building vanished and was replaced by a confident, tight lipped smile. She stood to her feet, put her hands on her hips, and stuck out her chest. She held that pose for a moment while she surveyed the small room as if for the first time. When her eyes fell on Arnold, she stuck out a hand and pointed a finger at him. In a firm voice she said, “Citizen. I need your assistance. Your world is in danger, and only you and I can stop it.”

    “Oh?” Arnold said as he scooted out from behind his desk. He leaned back in his office chair, his shirt riding up and exposing a portion of his large belly. “I’m sorry, who are you?”

    Riley arched an eyebrow and she smirked. “Surely you recognize me? I’m Power Girl.”

    “You sure are.”

    “We need to work together to-”

    “I’ve jacked off to you so many times Power Girl,” Arnold interrupted as he began to unbuckle his pants. He pointed to his shelf of barely dressed figurines. “Your figurine is my favorite.”

    Riley looked where he pointed, and sure enough, there was a small 3D printed power girl in an even more revealing bodysuit than the one Riley was currently in. She went over to it and picked it up. “So, you’re a fan of mine Mr…”

    “Arnold, you can call me Arnold.”

    “You’re a fan, Arnold?” she asked with a dazzling smile.

    “Yeah, very much,” Arnold said as he stood and pulled his pants and underwear down before plopping back down in his chair.

    “Good. This should be enjoyable for you then. You see, Arnold, in order to save your earth, I need to make you cum. You seem ready to cooperate, because you’ve removed your underwear and your penis looks very hard.”

    “Oh, um,” Arnold stammered as he realized after all his preparation he’d gotten ahead of himself. “Y-yeah, I’m hard, but, that doesn’t mean I want to have sex with you.”

    Riley’s mouth fell open in surprise. She took a few steps towards him, which put her in very close proximity to him in the small space. She noticed his eyes widen, and his breathing speed up. “I think you do want to have sex with me, Arnold. Very badly. You can’t stop staring at me.”

    “Because you’re famous!”

    “But you’re not looking at my face, Arnold. You’re looking here.” Her fingers traced the exposed front of the bodysuit that had a window for her impressive cleavage. “Would you like an even more unrestricted view of my chest?”

    “No!” Arnold practically yelled. “Not…not yet! L-leave it on for now.”

    “As you wish, Arnold,” Riley said, unperturbed by his outburst. “If seeing just this much of my boobs keeps you hard, that’s fine with me. I don’t have to take the outfit off at all actually. Just have to move this to the side in order to get what I need.” As she said this she reached down and pulled the crotch of the bodysuit to the side. “This is my super pussy,” she announced.

    Arnold’s eyes dropped to it. “So super,” he whispered.

    “I will use it to make you cum and save the day.”

    “How about you, um, use your mouth first.”

    Riley’s face broke into a wide smile that showed her teeth. “Of course! That’s no problem for Power Girl! And don’t worry. I’m super strong, but I can be very gentle with my mouth.”

    She dropped to her knees. She ignored the unpleasant odor that wafted from his crotch. She quickly grabbed his long hard shaft, and shoved it into her mouth. She sucked him eagerly and deeply, causing Arnold to tense right away and cry out, “Yes! Suck my dick Power Girl! You’re so fucking hot!”

    He put a hand to her hair and brushed it back so he could better see her lips on his cock. She didn’t complain at all, and went so deep that she began to make herself gag. He let her do this for a full two minutes before he made her quit.

    “S-stop!” he ordered.

    “Problem, Arnold?” she asked as she sat back and looked at him quizzically.

    “Yeah. I was about to cum. But, I know you can’t save the day if I cum in your mouth. It’ll only work if I do it in your super pussy.”


    Her eyebrows raised at this, before she slowly stood up and did the super hero pose again with her hands balled on her hips. “Well I’m all about saving the day. Lean back in your chair, Arnold, and get ready for the ride of your life.”

    This wasn't Arnold's first time shaping a worker drone into his cosplay fantasy. But it was becoming his favorite time as Riley confidently mounted him in his chair. She pulled aside the fabric covering her pussy, and plunged down on his hard dick.

    “Fucking shit!” he cried out as Riley began to enthusiastically bounce on him.

    “Let me know if I’m going too hard, Arnold,” Riley said with authority. “My super pussy can be too much for some people. Especially when I flex certain muscles.”

    Arnold knew it was all part of her being in character, and knew he was in no real danger. But when she started flexing those certain muscles she was referring to, he knew he might be in trouble. She was grinding her hips, making him go deep inside her, and then expertly squeezed her vaginal wall around his cock.

    “Oh fuck!” he grunted. “Power Girl, you’re milking my dick! I didn’t know you were such a fucking slut!”

    She smiled down at him. “Only when I need to be Arnold.”

    Arnold’s hands grabbed Riley’s shoulders to make her slow down some. It was all feeling too good too fast. He tried to look her in the eye, but could’t stop gazing at her big wobbly tits that were barely contained in the thin white fabric. “Y-you might need to s-slow down, Power Girl. I’m too close to the edge.”

    Riley put a finger firmly on his lips, keeping him from giving any further orders. “No Arnold. Let my super pussy drain your balls, so we can save the world together.” She bit her lower lips before saying, “I’ve seen those balls up close. I bet you have a lot to give. Let it out all out into my super pussy. C’mon. Be a good upstanding citizen who does the right thing by giving it to your favorite superhero, Power Girl!”

    “Okay!” Arnold rasped before his body twitched and he came inside her.

    Riley didn’t stop flexing her cunt on Arnold’s shaft until she felt his body go limp beneath her. He tousled his hair, then leaned down to give him a peck on the cheek. “Good job Arnold. You did it. We did it. I’m proud of you. You were very brave.”

    For several seconds, Arnold remained slumped in his chair with Riley on top of him, staring at him with a radiant smile. Finally he leaned over, and with a few clicks of his mouse, the monitor showed them both captured on video. “Smile for the camera,” he said happily.

    Riley turned her pretty smile to the camera while Arnold’s cum began to trickle out of her pussy.

    “Look at how hot you are,” Arnold said, as he stopped recording and played back the video he’d just made.

    “Yes, sir,” she said obediently, as her mission to extract Arnold’s cum had been completed and she’d resumed blank slate mode. She stared expressionless as she watched herself seduce and fuck the programmer.

    “I’m gonna watch this a bunch,” he said after it had finished. “Right now, take off that costume, then clean me up.” Riley started to comply when Arnold snapped, “Careful! Try not to get any cum stains on it. I’m definitely making you wear that again.”

    As Riley carefully extracted herself from the costume, Arnold took another look at her file he’d successfully hidden from the company per Marcus’s request. “The way Marcus is running you, there’s no way the nanites are gonna be able to keep up. They’ll either stop working, or fry your brain. Shit, right before you got here, huge power fluctuation with the nanites. Pretty lucky you got here when you did, otherwise you might have come back to your senses. Can’t have that. You’re my favorite remote worker now. Let me see if I can just…”

    He began typing furiously on the computer, looking through lines of code and making adjustments here and there. After a few minutes he paused and looked at the costume Riley now held in her hands. “Let me see that,” he ordered.

    Riley handed it to him, and he scowled a moment later. “There’s cum right here on the crotch.”
    He held it up to her. “Lick it off with your tongue, then get down here and clean my junk the same way. Don’t stop until I tell you too.”

    Riley took it back and said, “Yes, sir.” She brought it up to her mouth, and pressed her tongue firmly against the small stain.

    Arnold was briefly hypnotized by this, but then went back to working on coding. His speed waned when Riley finally put the costume down and got on her hands and knees to lick his cock and balls.

    By the time he was finished, he was hard again. He rolled back in his chair, and Riley crawled forward on all fours, chasing after his cock with an open mouth. She caught it, shoving it deep into her throat, and carried on with her order. Arnold looked down at her in thorough appreciation, and patted her head.

    “Looks like you got an off the books appointment tomorrow, Riley. Marcus probably forgot that I’d be able to see that. Good thing I got involved, otherwise that appointment might have blown up in his face. Now, make me cum again. Be a cock hungry slut for me.”

    Riley worshiped his cock until Arnold came down her throat, and swallowed it as he instructed. Afterwards, he ordered her to dance seductively for him while he went back to work. She was unaware of her feet and joints aching after a while, or the sweat that had accumulated up and down her skin. He had her keep it up until it was time for her to go.

    Marcus was there to fetch her. His jaw was set as Arnold opened the door, and he saw a very sweaty and short of breath Riley. “What the hell did you do to her?”

    Arnold shot him a cocky grin. “Just had fun wearing her out. She’s really great. I can see why you and Doris are using her for your special little project.”

    Marcus stiffened. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I told you that-”

    “Save it, man. She’s hidden from the rest of the company like you wanted, but not from me. I saw everything you’ve been doing. The extra hours of conditioning, the new messages you’re putting in her brain, and oh yeah, the fact that she’s fucking married. This wasn’t about Doris needing some time off and using this chick. This was about you trying to program a married woman to cheat on her husband.”

    “I…” Marcus stammered. “I don’t…”

    “Don’t bother lying anymore, man. Like I said, I got access to everything. Even your work calendar. You got Riley on the books tomorrow for a super secret appointment with a guy named Victor. I’m betting you’re gonna see if the programming takes. Well guess what. Cause I’m fond of our girl here, it will.”

    “What do you mean?” Marcus asked, confused. With his secrets laid bare, he thought he was sunk. That Del Corp guards would be here any moment and he’d be taken to a lab and installed with nanites that would make him forget all about this place. But instead, Arnold was acting like they were on the same team.

    As if to illustrate that fact, Arnold laughed as he reached over to wipe chip grease against Riley’s sweaty boobs. “I mean you’re a typical suit. Trying to get the results you want without thinking it through. You were creating too much strain on the nanites with all that conditioning, and they were getting weaker because they were using up so much power. Her mind had started fighting back. She probably would have already won if you hadn’t had Doris in her so much. It also helped that up till now the sexual things you were having her do was for her husband. But when she came back to Del Corp today, the overworked nanites inside her almost lost the fight to get her in the door.”

    Marcus’s shoulders slumped. This was it. His pet project was a bust. This had al been for nothing.

    “Hey, hey, man,” Arnold said, putting the formerly greasy palm on Marcus’s arm. “Like I said, I got you. I reprogrammed her nanites to better deal with her intense conditioning. The nanites were trying to take on her independent will head on, which usually isn’t a problem for the employee Del Corp selects. But you decided to be a rebel, and pick someone in love. Riley’s nanites were giving every indication that she was also going into rebel mode, and was winning. So I reprogrammed her nanites to not tackle her concerns directly, but gave them a work around. Now when she tries to fight it, they’ll start to…well, I guess you’ll see tomorrow when you have her sleep with that Victor guy. Trust me, she’ll handle it well. I want her to. Believe me when I say, I want her to stay. Because she’ll be coming here every week, specifically, to MY office.”

    “Now wait a minute,” Marcus protested. “You can’t just-”

    “Maybe she waits to check in with me til the afternoon,” Arnold smirked. “After she’s had some time with you in the morning. How about that?” Then with a playful wink he added, “Boss.”

    Marcus narrowed his eyes as he thought this guy would have made it easily in the recruitment department if he wasn’t such a slob. He stuck out his hand and said, “Deal.”

    “You probably better get her home before her husband gets back,” Arnold said with a nod towards Riley. “She’ll be needing a shower.”

    Marcus agreed. Beyond her sweat, he could smell a funk on the pretty woman that obviously belonged to the overweight nerd. As he escorted her back to reception, he contemplated rearranging his schedule. If all went well tomorrow, if Arnold truly came through, he would not be waiting a full week to have Riley.

    _________________________________________________________________________

    Riley stepped out the automatic door at 5pm sharp. She took in a breath of fresh air, and looked back into the building. Marcus stood there looking at her with a smile. Her heart was suddenly pounding. He was so handsome. She’d do anything for him. Anything at all.

    She thought about what that might mean as she walked briskly to her car, and found herself blushing as her imagination went further than she’d anticipated. She’d never thought that way about another man. She was married. But…maybe it was okay to just fantasize. Yes. That’s all it was. A fantasy. No one was getting hurt. As long as it was only in her mind. Like a dream. No one could be held accountable for their dreams.

    It was fun to fantasize, and she found herself doing it most of the way home, completely zoning out several miles at a time. Occasionally, she had a troublesome thought. There was something she was forgetting. She seemed to recall having been so worried just before she got to Del Corp. But as soon as she tried to dwell on it, she thought about Ben. About how good he looked. About how he’d want to have her tonight. He always wanted her. And she wanted him. She couldn’t wait to kiss him. Couldn’t wait to kiss her team lead. Her Marcus. No. Her husband. But Marcus was also probably a very good kisser. She thought about his lips. About letting those lips descend all over her body.

    Suddenly she found herself at home. Ben had beat her there.

    “Good. He’s home. I want to fuck him so bad. But…”

    As she walked to her front door, she noticed a funk in the air, and became aware of her body. She felt dirty. Like she’d been to the gym. And there was a smell that lingered on her. She hoped she hadn’t offended anyone at work.

    “What did I do at Del Corp today that left me such a sweaty, stinky mess?”

    That question irked her, and she found herself wanting to linger on it, but another wonderful thought suddenly occurred.

    “Ben will make me sweat even more,” she thought happily.

    “It’s important to keep him satisfied,” a voice agreed.

    “I hope he fucks me so hard. I love how good he is with his cock.”

    “It’s okay to think about Marcus’s face when Ben makes me cum.”

    That last thought should bother her. For a fraction of a second, it did. But then she remembered, picturing another man’s face was just fantasy. Like a dream. And dreams were perfectly fine.

    “Riles?” Ben asked. His wife had stepped into their house with a vacant smile on her face. She seemed very out of it. “Hey, welcome home. How was your second day at Del Corp?” No response other than a blissful smile etched on his wife’s lovely face. “Riles. Riley Harper. Anyone home?”

    Her husband’s voice finally snapped her out of her illicit daydream. “Oh, sorry Ben. Um, I’m going to jump into the shower real quick before we hang out.”

    Ben shook his head quickly as he walked towards her with a gleam in his eye. “No way. The shower can wait till after.”

    “After what?” she said. But she knew what he wanted. She wanted it too.

    “You said we’d fuck the second we were both home.”

    She cocked her head as her hands automatically began to remove her clothing. “When did I say that?”

    He was drooling as she got naked. She was doing it so fluidly, no movement wasted. He noticed a smell emanating from her. One that was similar to when she got back from the gym. Not that it mattered. He’d fuck her in whatever state she was in. “You called me when I was at work. Got me hard right there on the line. It’s all I thought about the rest of my shift.”

    “I really don’t remember…”

    But then a helpful voice in her mind reminded her of what she’d said.

    “Oh yeah,” she giggled. “Silly me.”

    And then his cock was out. And it was hard. And she couldn’t think about anything else but satisfying his need for her. She was so glad she could do that for him. She’d do anything he needed. She loved him.

    That was such a naughty fantasy, and the very thought of it made her cum over and over again on Ben’s big hard cock. It was like her body was supercharged for sex. She couldn’t seem to get enough.

    Ben kept switching positions, starting with her on her back on the kitchen floor, then bent over their couch, and now finally she was riding him on the couch. Her body was covered in sweat. He’d gotten used to the smell, which was different from her usual body odor.

    “Wow babe!” he exclaimed as her big tits flopped in his face. “You came home hornier than me. Thinking about me at Del Corp like I was thinking about you.”

    Riley’s face smoothed into a blank expression as she continued to ride her husband, and she said robotically, “We value our clients’ privacy so I can’t elaborate further.”

    She sounded more like a robot than any other time, and it was so hot to him that he coated her insides.

    He collapsed on the couch, and she went to shower. She came back smelling of her vanilla body wash, a pleasant change. They got food and cuddled on the couch.

    “Want to watch a movie with me?” Ben asked. “A new superhero one just came out on streaming.”

    Superhero movies were not Riley’s favorite. Something about how the females were always wearing skimpy outfits that exposed way too much skin for the male viewers to drool at. She suddenly felt dirty, even though she was fresh from a shower.

    “It’s what Ben wants. It’s what will make him happy,” a voice insisted.

    She smiled, thankful she was able to remember what was truly important. “Whatever you want, Ben.”

    She’d always do whatever Ben wanted. And whatever Marcus wanted. And Arnold. And Del Corp and it’s clients and employees.

    Clients! That’s right! She was all done with her training period. Tomorrow she had her first official client. She opened her mouth to gush about this to her husband, but that cold voice was back.

    “We value our clients’ privacy. No need to tell him.”

    The voice wasn’t cold. It was helpful. It was a part of her. She’d been silly to think anything else.

    To be continued…

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RT101 Supporter ∙ 19 Apr 2025

Thanks for the chapter!

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Thank you.

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