[If you're interested in being Michelle, I am happily available and ready to play Alex.]

Michelle was kind of a bitch for a boss. There were times when she felt the reprimands were required, but too often she went overboard in regards to overtime and demands. She seemed to operate under the impression that her interns were robots, that they always knew what she was thinking, that they should never ever make a mistake. Very ironic given her current predicament.

There was never a time where she regretted how she treated them. Putting her name and her company on their resume was worth so much more for their future than a few months of being an errand runner and grunt.

Alex was her assistant. The newest on thay had recently become fed up with Michelle's bullshit.

The Saturday (Michelle was the type that thought all employees should always be on call, and a day off barely existed) Alex arrived at Michelle's expansive house with her dry cleaning and a bevy of requested files from the office, neither of the two ever thought she would be found in this predicament, buried deep in the secret dungeon.

Michelle was in the basement, but not the part that could be accessed from the main level. When building her house, the businesswoman had the contractors put in a 20' by 20' panic room that could be locked from the inside, outside, or even remotely. There were cameras that looked into the room, and monitors inside the room to look out into various portions of the house, as well as the driveway and backyard. So, it seemed a bit ridiculous, in the presence of all these security features, to leave the door open. The installers from the company that created the iBondage were in and out in less then a day. A few men and a lone female to make sure the software was functional.

Alex stumbled upon Michelle as she was enjoying her brand new purchase that was billed as The Last Partner You'll Ever Need, and an Engineering Marvel from the Minds of Mistresses and Masters but what what most users referred to as The Machine

Michelle knew that she would ultimately customize her own ''session'' as they called it, but she was so eager to try this thing out, she quickly selected one of the pre-made sessions entitled Sensory Deprivation and decided to also mix it with Tease and Denial. This was going to be so much fun, she thought. She stripped naked, entered in the final code, stepped into the glass box similar to an airport metal detector, onto the pedestal, and The Machine came to life.

She was suspended in the air, her wrists held over her head and spread wide, the leather cuffs locked onto her wrists were attached to a metal bar. Her legs were equally spread by the same style of cuff and bar. Her pussy was on full display, shaved smooth, plump lips, wet, and currently being slowly pumped by a flesh colored rubber cock that sat on a piston and pulsated from a black box on the floor. It entered her without hesitation, forcing the blonde bombshell to struggle to catch her breath as the dildo spread and penetrated her without any remorse.

Her age defying firm and still perky tits sat front and center, nipples erect from the arousal and the attention and jealousy her pussy was getting. Her skin was coated in goosebumps enhanced by the sheen from a light layer of sweat.

Michelle couldn't see anything, the blindfold the machine had affixed to her eyes was as strict as it was dark. The sound deadening earbuds that sat in her ear canal pumped in various commands when The Machine was initiating another preselected protocol, but they also served to keep the submissive in silence. She couldn't hear anything that may be going on outside of the glass box. The session timer displayed both on the tablet and in a clock placed near the machines frame, displaying how much time had elapsed (00h47m13s) and how much time was left (02h13m47s).

But what controlled this whole Machine was a single twenty two inch touch screen television/tablet hybrid. It had all the bells and whistles, at the touch of anything, a few swipes and clicks and drag and drops and any BDSM toy imaginable, any bondage implement ever invented, any piece of clothing in Michelle's huge wardrobe, any pair of high heels, or lingerie or leather or latex outfit would be presented from beyond the wall and placed anywhere on, or used on, the person in The Machine. There were at least two dozen preselected sessions you could choose, from "Orgasm Torture" to "Puppy Training" to "Heavy Rubber Encasement". You could save up to five hundred custom setups. There were also plenty of options for couples, or twin submissives, or training for aspiring Tops.

Michelle had no idea Alex found her. How could she? But now she had absolutely no say in what might happen. For the first time in Michelle's life she was completely helpless.

Enjoy.

((I understand you may have questions about The Machine, please ask away!

I would like to carefully craft an ongoing story based on this prompt. As such, I am looking for a partner that is prepared to write a story and not just exchange red letters.

I want to really getting into the specifics of the iBondage. Please let me know what option you would enjoy exploring

1. A dark, non-consentual route where Michelle quickly learns the error of her ways. Payback, am I right?

2. A more light style where Michelle is never aware someone is in the room, and is teased and toyed with properly.

Take your time, I'm here all day. Will supply more references for Michelle as well!)