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Remote Controlled Subbie
By Littleshaver
As he got out of the big Mercedes, and walked to the entrance of the Skysc****r they owned in Midtown, she could hear the distinctive click and clack of the brass lock as it made contact with the lucite… beneath his pleated trousers. She knew who he really was…. who he “really was.”
“Click-clack” the sounds were now coming through the entertainment system of the plush 600 sedan as he waved good-bye. She had his cell-phones hacked and he had no idea he was “wired for sound” wherever he went.
No, he wasn’t who everyone THOUGHT he was, in public. They knew him as the “Boss.” The CEO of a major corporation. Smart, decisive, and yet funny, kind and generous to a fault. His employees respected and liked him. His friends loved him. Great company but not a party hound. A homebody of sorts.
He was a divorcee. His first wife was a cute little green-eyed natural blond with a figure-skater’s figure. She worshipped the ground he walked on. And he adored her as well, except… except…
Well, she was a young 22 when they got married. He was an old 36. She was fresh and naive. He’d been “around the block,” if you know what I mean. A War veteran, a Sex veteran. He lamented that if only he was closer to her age, he wouldn’t still be searching, even with such an incredible girl who was just too fresh and new to get what it was that kept him from really committing. And when she found out he didn’t want half-a-dozen k**s, not even one, she walked out. Much to the relief of his guilt-ridden conscience.
He moved on from one woman to another. Beyond work, he was an orgasm addict. A female flesh addict. If it weren’t for casual hook-ups, it was hookers and massage parlors and then Professional Dominatrices.
She was one of them. Serena. The LAST one, as it turned out. And within one month of their first “session”, She moved in with him. Only three months later She got him to propose. Of course. He found the intense perversity he craved so badly.
And now she was listening to his every word as he held the Monday morning staff meeting. About 15 minutes of “Blah-blah-blah -blahs” before she picked up HER cellphone and opened that app.
“THAT app.” The app that sent the signal. To the device. Implanted deep in the flesh that would be his “taint.” The slight scar he could never see from an extra operation he never knew he had when she got him to get that vasectomy. She didn’t want k**s either.
It was an electro-magnetic resonator of sorts with a lifetime battery that recharged every time his prostate pumped seminal fluid on orgasm! And She owned the patent! It worked like an esteem or TENS unit, sending muscle contracting impulses to carefully selected locations around his anus, his testicles, along his chastity and even his nipple piercings.
This was the first test… a little one… just a slight pulsation she sent to his prostate. A tickle, if you will. Bzzzzzz….. Bzzzzz….. Bzzzzz….. Bzzzz.
And she was smiling. She was about to turn her new husband into a craven, constantly edging slave.
As he was reviewing his notes, he suddenly started to feel warm, tingly… a bit lightheaded. His asshole was ever-so-lightly clenching and unclenching. It went on for about 10 seconds, then stopped. Then, as he started to speak to his subordinates, the clenching started again. Faint but very distinct.
He was flustered.
The group of people, men and women, were confused. They saw the tiny beads of perspiration start to form on his forehead and notices that he stammered, acting confused…
She increased the pulses slightly and moved them along the line forward to his balls, which started to tighten and loose, tighten and loosen. His scrotum contracting up and down, raising and lowering like a slow Yo-Yo. He let out a strange moan, spittle forming at the corners of his mouth.
At that moment, his Executive Secretary stood up and dismissed the group, telling them that she would email everyone the talking points of the scheduled meeting. And with that, he sat down like a lump. Staring into space.
Now this was no ordinary secretary as she was hand picked by his Wife. Only he didn’t know that. He thought he promoted this Hot redhead himself from the clerical pool.
He loved redheads and tall Women. So She was tall, like his Wife. He was only 5’7” (171 cm) and they were both 5’9” (175cm) without heels.
She came over to him and sat on the edge of his desk. Her back-slit black pencil skirt hiking up her beautiful legs, clad in fully fashioned medium tawny seemed stockings, the toes of one her strappy patent leather heels just touching his knee. Her hair was up, her white satin blouse was open to the third button down and some creamy white cleavage was swelling out over the lacy black bra she had worn especially for him. And she smelled good. Really, really good.
“What’s wrong, Mr. Rose?” She put her hand on his forehead. “Are you coming down with something?”
He raised his drooping head and his eyes locked with hers… And felt the pulses resume. Now a little higher which caused his penis to engorge, straining against the confinement of his chastity cage!
He clenched his jaw and his eyes closed as he tried to compose himself.
“I don’t know what’s wrong with me, Karen. It feels like someones hands are probing me all over…” I’m getting horny and I don’t know why…” He seemed to be asking as much as he was telling… looking up at her hoping she could understand.
“Maybe you should loosen your tie and open your shirt… I’ll pour you some cold water. Some aspirin, some ice… I’ll be right back.” She got off of the desk and he couldn’t help but fixate on her great ass swaying back and forth and bouncing as went out.
Then “She” called him. On his office line. “Serena on line one, Mr Rose…” Karen’s voice on the intercom.
“Hello, dear. What’s up?” He was trying to act normally. And She knew he was. So she increased the signal strength to about 25% now. He yelped.
“Oh, nothing much, dear. Just wanted to see how you were doing the first day back after your vasectomy. Do the incisions hurt, my love? I’m so happy you let my sister do the work, opening her new practice here. She thinks you are so cute and loved the fact that you shaved for her all on your own.”
‘Ohhh, yeah, thanks… Um, I don’t feel any pain, if that’s what you’re asking, thanks.”
“Oh, but I thought you ”liked” pain,” she giggled.
“Oh, no, I mean, yeah, when you do it, my love.”
Then she upped the pulsation’s to 30% and he started to leak fluid from his urethra which was jammed up against the chastity devices open front slit. It was causing a little wet spot on the front of his trousers.
“Ohm but I AM doing it, my silly boy. I am. And I love it. Don’t you?”
His nipples were now standing ups, out from his chest like big erasers. His ass was gripping and un-gripping like he was being fucked and his balls were shaking.
“What?”
She was laughing so hard in the car. “Oh, geez, I didn’t think it would work this well so soon! Wow! I have my own puppet! Hahahahah! Amazing!”
She increased the signal again! “Unbuckle and open your pants, boy! And call Karen back in! It’s time to spice things up.”
Karen came back in before he could call out to her. “Put me on speaker, boy!” Serena ordered.
"Karen, this is your Aunt, Serena. Want to have some real fun and get a nice raise? Lock the door!””
Karen was surprised, but grinning from ear to ear! “Sure aunty, what else do you want me to do?”
“Look at your boss, squirming in his chair there. See him opening his clothes and exposing himself. Get your smartphone I gave you last week for your 21st birthday and start recording this. Watch him. I got him hooked up to wi-fi and I am controlling his erogenous zones by remote control! Isn’t that HOT?”
“OMG, Aunty! That’s far out! He is pulling down his pants and ripping open his shirt. He’s pierced? And wearing a chastity?”
“MY chastity. Custom! And guess what, young lady? You phone has the app that controls him just like I do! What do you think of that?”
“MikeyBoy, you hear all of this?” You are going to be Karen’s slave too! And Karen, show him his place of worship at work, now. Lift your skirt and show him that Red Bush!”
MikeyBoy was transfixed! His eyes bulging out as he slipped from his executive chair, his pants around his lower legs.
“Aunty, he’s wearing little panties? Yours?” Karen was standing half naked in front of her boss turned slave, and put her fire crotch right under his nose. Mikey’s tongue extended from his quivering lips just touching the pink lips between her forward hairs.
“Serena, my Goddess, my darling, why are you doing this? I thought this was our little secret?” Mike was as confused as he was turned on.
“Because, my little puppy-love, THIS is what you have always wanted and I promised you I would make all of your perverted dreams cum true, didn’t I?” Serena started changing the pulse patterns, stimulating him all over randomly. His tits, his pink penis trying to bulge through his cage, his ball sac, and his ass cheeks now were fluttering, TWERKING, even!
“Face down, ass up, boy! Karen, help him get naked, and put his clothes in that suitcase I had placed up there yesterday. Mikey, if you give her any trouble, I will make sure everyone you know will see this and every other recording and photo we have snapped. You get my meaning, boy? Now do what I say and be a good boy. Okay? I don’t want to be mean to you. I love you. But things are going to change today, and I promise, you will love it!”
Karen gathered his clothes and Serena kept the sensations going, with Mikey writhing on the floor, his eyes glazed and his breathing getting heavier and heavier.
“Karen, roll him onto his back and squat over his face. That’s right, dear. Is his tongue getting busy?”
“Oh, yessssss, Aunty Serena, Yesss! He’s really getting at it! Wow, Wow! This is great. Omg fucking G-D, I’m going to cum!”
“Do it, my horny little niece! Gush into his mouth and wash his face with your pussy juice!”
Mikey was insane with lust, devouring his secretary’s steaming hot pleasure center, his tongue vibrating her clit into one spastic orgasm after another! His ass was clenching a phantom cock and his own pathetic dicklet was producing a ready stream of white cream which was soaking the carpeted floor under the conference table. His hips thrusting wildly and his voice screaming “Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!” into the velvet pussy of his new Goddess in training!
“Karen, I’m going to let him relax now, but I left you a tutorial in a link, so you can use the app once a day. But today, you give him that raincoat and take him and the suitcase down in his private elevator to my car. I am in the garage, honey. Tell the others he was feeling feverish and would have to see a doctor. Okay, baby? I love you.”
“Okay Aunty, will do. I think he’s coming out of it. Wow, what a wet spot. Oh wait. He’s smiling a little… I think he liked that, after all…Amazing…”
By Littleshaver
As he got out of the big Mercedes, and walked to the entrance of the Skysc****r they owned in Midtown, she could hear the distinctive click and clack of the brass lock as it made contact with the lucite… beneath his pleated trousers. She knew who he really was…. who he “really was.”
“Click-clack” the sounds were now coming through the entertainment system of the plush 600 sedan as he waved good-bye. She had his cell-phones hacked and he had no idea he was “wired for sound” wherever he went.
No, he wasn’t who everyone THOUGHT he was, in public. They knew him as the “Boss.” The CEO of a major corporation. Smart, decisive, and yet funny, kind and generous to a fault. His employees respected and liked him. His friends loved him. Great company but not a party hound. A homebody of sorts.
He was a divorcee. His first wife was a cute little green-eyed natural blond with a figure-skater’s figure. She worshipped the ground he walked on. And he adored her as well, except… except…
Well, she was a young 22 when they got married. He was an old 36. She was fresh and naive. He’d been “around the block,” if you know what I mean. A War veteran, a Sex veteran. He lamented that if only he was closer to her age, he wouldn’t still be searching, even with such an incredible girl who was just too fresh and new to get what it was that kept him from really committing. And when she found out he didn’t want half-a-dozen k**s, not even one, she walked out. Much to the relief of his guilt-ridden conscience.
He moved on from one woman to another. Beyond work, he was an orgasm addict. A female flesh addict. If it weren’t for casual hook-ups, it was hookers and massage parlors and then Professional Dominatrices.
She was one of them. Serena. The LAST one, as it turned out. And within one month of their first “session”, She moved in with him. Only three months later She got him to propose. Of course. He found the intense perversity he craved so badly.
And now she was listening to his every word as he held the Monday morning staff meeting. About 15 minutes of “Blah-blah-blah -blahs” before she picked up HER cellphone and opened that app.
“THAT app.” The app that sent the signal. To the device. Implanted deep in the flesh that would be his “taint.” The slight scar he could never see from an extra operation he never knew he had when she got him to get that vasectomy. She didn’t want k**s either.
It was an electro-magnetic resonator of sorts with a lifetime battery that recharged every time his prostate pumped seminal fluid on orgasm! And She owned the patent! It worked like an esteem or TENS unit, sending muscle contracting impulses to carefully selected locations around his anus, his testicles, along his chastity and even his nipple piercings.
This was the first test… a little one… just a slight pulsation she sent to his prostate. A tickle, if you will. Bzzzzzz….. Bzzzzz….. Bzzzzz….. Bzzzz.
And she was smiling. She was about to turn her new husband into a craven, constantly edging slave.
As he was reviewing his notes, he suddenly started to feel warm, tingly… a bit lightheaded. His asshole was ever-so-lightly clenching and unclenching. It went on for about 10 seconds, then stopped. Then, as he started to speak to his subordinates, the clenching started again. Faint but very distinct.
He was flustered.
The group of people, men and women, were confused. They saw the tiny beads of perspiration start to form on his forehead and notices that he stammered, acting confused…
She increased the pulses slightly and moved them along the line forward to his balls, which started to tighten and loose, tighten and loosen. His scrotum contracting up and down, raising and lowering like a slow Yo-Yo. He let out a strange moan, spittle forming at the corners of his mouth.
At that moment, his Executive Secretary stood up and dismissed the group, telling them that she would email everyone the talking points of the scheduled meeting. And with that, he sat down like a lump. Staring into space.
Now this was no ordinary secretary as she was hand picked by his Wife. Only he didn’t know that. He thought he promoted this Hot redhead himself from the clerical pool.
He loved redheads and tall Women. So She was tall, like his Wife. He was only 5’7” (171 cm) and they were both 5’9” (175cm) without heels.
She came over to him and sat on the edge of his desk. Her back-slit black pencil skirt hiking up her beautiful legs, clad in fully fashioned medium tawny seemed stockings, the toes of one her strappy patent leather heels just touching his knee. Her hair was up, her white satin blouse was open to the third button down and some creamy white cleavage was swelling out over the lacy black bra she had worn especially for him. And she smelled good. Really, really good.
“What’s wrong, Mr. Rose?” She put her hand on his forehead. “Are you coming down with something?”
He raised his drooping head and his eyes locked with hers… And felt the pulses resume. Now a little higher which caused his penis to engorge, straining against the confinement of his chastity cage!
He clenched his jaw and his eyes closed as he tried to compose himself.
“I don’t know what’s wrong with me, Karen. It feels like someones hands are probing me all over…” I’m getting horny and I don’t know why…” He seemed to be asking as much as he was telling… looking up at her hoping she could understand.
“Maybe you should loosen your tie and open your shirt… I’ll pour you some cold water. Some aspirin, some ice… I’ll be right back.” She got off of the desk and he couldn’t help but fixate on her great ass swaying back and forth and bouncing as went out.
Then “She” called him. On his office line. “Serena on line one, Mr Rose…” Karen’s voice on the intercom.
“Hello, dear. What’s up?” He was trying to act normally. And She knew he was. So she increased the signal strength to about 25% now. He yelped.
“Oh, nothing much, dear. Just wanted to see how you were doing the first day back after your vasectomy. Do the incisions hurt, my love? I’m so happy you let my sister do the work, opening her new practice here. She thinks you are so cute and loved the fact that you shaved for her all on your own.”
‘Ohhh, yeah, thanks… Um, I don’t feel any pain, if that’s what you’re asking, thanks.”
“Oh, but I thought you ”liked” pain,” she giggled.
“Oh, no, I mean, yeah, when you do it, my love.”
Then she upped the pulsation’s to 30% and he started to leak fluid from his urethra which was jammed up against the chastity devices open front slit. It was causing a little wet spot on the front of his trousers.
“Ohm but I AM doing it, my silly boy. I am. And I love it. Don’t you?”
His nipples were now standing ups, out from his chest like big erasers. His ass was gripping and un-gripping like he was being fucked and his balls were shaking.
“What?”
She was laughing so hard in the car. “Oh, geez, I didn’t think it would work this well so soon! Wow! I have my own puppet! Hahahahah! Amazing!”
She increased the signal again! “Unbuckle and open your pants, boy! And call Karen back in! It’s time to spice things up.”
Karen came back in before he could call out to her. “Put me on speaker, boy!” Serena ordered.
"Karen, this is your Aunt, Serena. Want to have some real fun and get a nice raise? Lock the door!””
Karen was surprised, but grinning from ear to ear! “Sure aunty, what else do you want me to do?”
“Look at your boss, squirming in his chair there. See him opening his clothes and exposing himself. Get your smartphone I gave you last week for your 21st birthday and start recording this. Watch him. I got him hooked up to wi-fi and I am controlling his erogenous zones by remote control! Isn’t that HOT?”
“OMG, Aunty! That’s far out! He is pulling down his pants and ripping open his shirt. He’s pierced? And wearing a chastity?”
“MY chastity. Custom! And guess what, young lady? You phone has the app that controls him just like I do! What do you think of that?”
“MikeyBoy, you hear all of this?” You are going to be Karen’s slave too! And Karen, show him his place of worship at work, now. Lift your skirt and show him that Red Bush!”
MikeyBoy was transfixed! His eyes bulging out as he slipped from his executive chair, his pants around his lower legs.
“Aunty, he’s wearing little panties? Yours?” Karen was standing half naked in front of her boss turned slave, and put her fire crotch right under his nose. Mikey’s tongue extended from his quivering lips just touching the pink lips between her forward hairs.
“Serena, my Goddess, my darling, why are you doing this? I thought this was our little secret?” Mike was as confused as he was turned on.
“Because, my little puppy-love, THIS is what you have always wanted and I promised you I would make all of your perverted dreams cum true, didn’t I?” Serena started changing the pulse patterns, stimulating him all over randomly. His tits, his pink penis trying to bulge through his cage, his ball sac, and his ass cheeks now were fluttering, TWERKING, even!
“Face down, ass up, boy! Karen, help him get naked, and put his clothes in that suitcase I had placed up there yesterday. Mikey, if you give her any trouble, I will make sure everyone you know will see this and every other recording and photo we have snapped. You get my meaning, boy? Now do what I say and be a good boy. Okay? I don’t want to be mean to you. I love you. But things are going to change today, and I promise, you will love it!”
Karen gathered his clothes and Serena kept the sensations going, with Mikey writhing on the floor, his eyes glazed and his breathing getting heavier and heavier.
“Karen, roll him onto his back and squat over his face. That’s right, dear. Is his tongue getting busy?”
“Oh, yessssss, Aunty Serena, Yesss! He’s really getting at it! Wow, Wow! This is great. Omg fucking G-D, I’m going to cum!”
“Do it, my horny little niece! Gush into his mouth and wash his face with your pussy juice!”
Mikey was insane with lust, devouring his secretary’s steaming hot pleasure center, his tongue vibrating her clit into one spastic orgasm after another! His ass was clenching a phantom cock and his own pathetic dicklet was producing a ready stream of white cream which was soaking the carpeted floor under the conference table. His hips thrusting wildly and his voice screaming “Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!” into the velvet pussy of his new Goddess in training!
“Karen, I’m going to let him relax now, but I left you a tutorial in a link, so you can use the app once a day. But today, you give him that raincoat and take him and the suitcase down in his private elevator to my car. I am in the garage, honey. Tell the others he was feeling feverish and would have to see a doctor. Okay, baby? I love you.”
“Okay Aunty, will do. I think he’s coming out of it. Wow, what a wet spot. Oh wait. He’s smiling a little… I think he liked that, after all…Amazing…”
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