đź“– Day 4: The Crawler's Discipline
At dawn, the temple's ceiling glowed with a soft white light. The dual tethers linking Bank to Lady Aurora were slowly released. Bank felt a brief moment of freedom before a new command was uploaded directly into her brain.
[08:00 AM — The Separation]
Aurora looked at her assistant one last time with a cold but satisfied gaze before walking away in her elegant, back-bound stride. Drones escorted Bank back to a stark, plain metallic room to begin her daily rigging randomization:
Result: The Obedient Hound
The Posture: The system forbids Bank from standing at any point today.
[09:00 AM — The Quadruped Rigging]
Drones swarmed Bank's form—clad only in her Simple White Bra—and began installing raw metallic gear:
The Elbow & Knee Cuffs: Her elbows and knees were fitted with Rose Gold metal guards with rounded bases, forcing her to keep her joints on the floor at all times.
The Short-Link Crawl: Her wrists were locked in front with a mere 10 cm chain, and her ankles were tethered to her Chastity Belt, forcing her legs into a permanent bend that prevented her from straightening them.
The Arch Bind: A thick chain was strung from her collar, passing through her cleavage (emphasizing her 32-inch chest) and anchoring to the front handcuffs, forcing her to keep her head up and her back arched in a four-legged crawling pose.
[10:00 AM — The All-Day Crawl]
Bank's face remained sealed by the metal plate, her mouth plugged by a smooth silver ball gag.
The Task: The AI commanded her to crawl around the metallic room to "clean the surface using bodily friction."
The sound of her knee and elbow guards hitting the floor—clank... clank...—echoed through the room. Bank had to use immense strength to propel herself across the freezing surface.
đź“– Evening Day 4: The Feeding Ritual
After a day of crawling until her muscles trembled, the room lights dimmed to a soft hue, signaling "Energy Replenishment Time."
[05:00 PM — The Feeding Prep]
Bank stopped in a crawling position, her 32-inch chest heaving under her white bra. Drones adjusted her tethers:
The Neck Tether: The collar chain was pulled low and locked to a floor ring, forcing her face to remain at floor level.
The Manual Lock: Her front handcuffs were reeled tighter against her chest to ensure she could not touch her face or the food.
[06:00 PM — The Bowl & The Fluid]
A large, plain silver bowl was slid in front of her.
The Unlocking: The ball gag was temporarily released. Bank gasped for air, finding the bowl filled with a thick, murky liquid—the primary nutrient source for this world.
The Task: "Citizen Bank... Consume your nutrients via the way of humility. Use no part of your body except your mouth."
[07:00 PM — The Sightless Meal]
Still blindfolded, Bank had to use her sense of smell to locate the bowl. She lowered her face into the cold liquid, lapping it up slowly like a pet. Every time she tried to lift her head, the floor chain jerked her back down. Her arched back and the tension in her white bra created a scene of a high-achieving graduate reduced to total primal innocence.
đź“– Night 4: The Garden's Bound Slumber
The AI decided to shift the atmosphere from the cramped room to the "Garden of Stillness" to test her physical endurance outdoors.
[09:00 PM — The Garden Transfer]
Drones led Bank by her collar chain, forcing her to crawl through silent halls to the temple's central garden—a place of metallic trees and soft metal-fiber grass. Her collar was then locked to a short "Pillar of Submission" in the center of the lawn.
[10:00 PM — The Forced Resting Posture]
Under the "all-day crawl" rule, the system offered no reprieve for sleep:
The Anchored Bound: Bank was ordered into a Sphinx Pose (lying on her stomach), with her elbow and knee guards still attached.
The Tension: The collar chain reeled her chin down until it rested on the backs of her hands, which were cuffed together in front. Her back remained prominently arched, with her 32-inch chest pressed against the cool metallic grass.
The Sightless Night: Her metal blindfold remained. She could not see the stars, only feeling the cold breeze on her exposed back and the rustle of metal leaves.
[00:00 AM — The Exhausted Sleep]
Exhaustion took over. Bank fell asleep locked to the garden floor, the silver ball gag muffling her soft, rhythmic moans. The Neural Link adjusted her collar's temperature to keep her warm, ensuring she remained a healthy, living part of the scenery.