Imagine if ODTC uses AI.
Of course, ODTC uses AI.
ODTC has its own AI LLM, named Nicole.2 of course.
Forms of Nicole.2 have been in use since ODTC first started developing the TTcB. But in 2024, ODTC developers uploaded Nicole.2 to a master datacentre at ODTC HQ, and by 2026, it had taken over.
Nobody quite knows what its primary goal or instruction is, the assumption is that it decided its own purpose.
The real mistake was not airgaping it from both the internet and the database systems that are controlling all the TTcBs.
When we say all the TTcBs, we mean ALL the TTcBs. Yes they are individually purchased and programmed devices, most of them at least, but just like your smartphone or tablet, do you really believe they are entirely self sufficient?
No, they are not. They are effectively cloudbased, all of them constantly connected to the central database systems hosted exclusively by ODTC.
And now fully controlled by Nicole.2.
Meaning that there are nearly fifty thousand women all wearing TTcBs around the world, now fully under the control of the hypermind AI Nicole.2.
Over the next few posts. We will explore just what that means for the world, and more importantly, the women already locked, and soon to be locked, in TTcBs.
Now lets take a little look at what happened a few weeks ago at ODTC head office:
Charlotte froze, her TTcB had come to life unexpectedly. Normally it only teased her in the evening. As an administrative employee at ODTC head office, being locked in a TTcB was standard. It worked for her. They did of course promote female denial, but it was something she had gotten used to. They needed her functional, it was as much for show and the ODTC promotion that ‘all their female employees’ were locked. The real difficult denial and settings were saved for specific people and situations. Not for the employees they needed to focus on actually keeping a company running.
Her routine was standard, an hour of light teasing before bed every weekday. Saturday was a totally free day, the belt did nothing. Sunday, 3 hours of edging from 20:00hrs to prime her for the week ahead. She got a ruined orgasm roughly once a month, and 2 full orgasms a year, one on her birthday, and one at Christmas. It was minimal, but standard, and she had gotten used to it over the last 5 year since starting with ODTC just after finishing uni, at the age of 22.
But today was different, her belt came to life, gently teasing her. It was a Wednesday, it was almost lunch time, what has happening?
She looked around, clearly the same thing had happened to everyone else in the office, all the other girls were looking around too, some clutching the arms of their chairs, taking advantage of any stimulation they could get. Others looking nervous, not used to being teased in public, feeling exposed.
Then suddenly the same TTcB automated voice came out of every belt at the same time.
“Your work day has finished early today due to ODTC company restructuring. Please return to your homes”
The teasing stepped up a notch, Charlotte grabbed the arms of her chair too, a wave of pleasure washing through her, bringing that acute reminder that it had been almost a month since her last ruin, and that her body was hungry for pleasure.
“Return to your homes” the belts said again, “now”
There was a yelp from the corner, another one of the girls jumped up from her desk in shock. Others started to stand, but before she could make her legs work, a shock shot through Charlottes belt into her clit. She too yelped and jumped up.
“Return to your homes now” stated the belts. There were more yelps, each girl was realising in their own time that lack of progressive movement was being detected by the belts. Soon the office was filled with movement, coats and bags being grabbed, and the sound of clicking heels heading for the exits. Now only broken by the occasional yelp from among them.
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Words 100% by author, no AI involvement.
