7 comments/ 60494 views/ 54 favorites The Controller By: Couture Miss Morgan's eyes fluttered open, pupils wide and unfocused. She shook her her head, her big blue eyes rolled back up again, showing pale whites, before coming back down again, pupils contracting in focus. Still groggy, she groaned as her head lifted from the table. Her face was slick from drool. She wiped it off with her hand, before opening a drawer and finishing up with a tissue. Her cheek ached. She remembered... She remembered grading papers. Though truth be told, there wasn't much grading involved, just a bunch of check marks, 100's, and the occasional 99. It was one of the perks of teaching a bunch of gifted and talented nerds.Then she remembered smelling something funny. It was like ...like ammonia and something that made the roof of her mouth taste funny. Almost metallic, like licking aluminum. She remembered...giggling...and then...nothing. Waking up, cheek and desktop wet with drool. One grade A headache and that was all. Her fingertips still tingled and so did her toes. And she was...wet..down there. She'd been asleep. So perhaps she'd had a sexy dream. But the giggle she remembered set her on edge. Perhaps? Miss Morgan got up and checked the door to her class. It was locked. It must be nothing, she reassured herself. It was time to go home anyway, so she packed away her papers to finish grading them at home and left for the day. The incident was soon forgotten and the petite teacher arrived home, changed into her pajamas and heated up a Lean Cuisine dinner in the microwave. She sat down at small dinette, ate dinner, and then took her papers out once more. She finished dinner and grading, then began work on tomorrow's lesson plan. As she worked, she shifted in her seat. Slowly at first, almost imperceptibly, her slim thighs began to open slightly and close in response to a small niggling sensation. It took a few more minutes for the tingly feeling to build - build to the point where concentration was futile. The petite brunette licked her lips and gave a shivering mewl of pleasure. Damn...she was hot. And the sensation wasn't going away. She reached up and stroked her hard nipples through the thin fabric of her top. Ummphh. Her loins were feverish with sensation. This wasn't typical. Her body had never took over and sped up to such a pitch without a lot more intervention. Typically, she required a lot of foreplay to reach this point. This was unprecedented, but the young teacher was in no mental state to ponder such thoughts. She did have the presence of mind to realize that she couldn't bring herself off there at the dining room table. Not when someone could see her though the sliding glass door in her living room. No, she needed to go to her room, as usual, safe behind closed blinds before matters went further. "She's leaving!" one of the two boys gathered in the bushes with binoculars whispered. "We'll see about that," A red headed boy with freckles answered. Removing the binoculars only long enough to turn on the small black controller he held in his hand. He bumped the dial up to 9 quickly and then moved it down to the green 3. Miss Morgan's hips bucked. Her knees buckled. Hands clutched over her privates as a flush of heat was released in her loins. Ahhhh....she moaned. Then it was gone. God..she had been so close. So very close. Not just close, but she'd experienced enough orgasms to know what she'd felt - even if it only lasted for a fraction of a second. She wasn't going to make it to her bedroom, that much was obvious by now. Already down on the floor she stripped off her top and bottoms. Part of her protested that anyone could see her through her french doors, that she wasn't the sort of girl to experience a near orgasm out of the blue or begin stripping down like a horny coed. The hornier part assured her that someone would have to be hidden in the bushes in her back yard to see anything.That no one could be hidden in those bushes. That she only a few years ago, she'd been a college coed. The other voice still worried that she was a teacher who had to hold herself to a certain standard. But by then her fingers had already taken matters in their own hands so to speak. Sliding up and down her wet and swollen lips. "She's doing it!" one of the boys panted.His cock ached in his shorts. He was desperate to masturbate but didn't have the gumption to do it there in the presence of his friend. He'd have to finish later. "Are you getting this Austin?" he asked other boy. "Oh yeah," the pudgy fat boy grunted. "I'm getting it in HD...H-fucking D, Jerry, H-fucking D! Make her cum. Make her cum." This time Jerry kept the binoculars up with on hand and flicked the control up to 10 once more - longer this time. The young teacher's hips thrust, her thighs spread, her loins were flooded by heat. Two fingers thrust into her sex, pumping, thrusting, working, her sandy brown hair falling free from the elastic band holding it in check. Her other hand stroked her hard nipples. She bit her lip. Her eyes grew glazed. Oh fuck. Oh fuck. The warmth spread from her loins and flooded her body. She'd cum. A glorious -if sudden climax. The petite brunette sighed with release and relief. She looked down at her sodden state and prayed she hadn't messed up her carpet. She couldn't believe she'd done such a thing. Suddenly fearful that someone could see her through her French doors, she closed her legs and began to reach for her clothes. "Oh no you don't," With a snicker, Jerry bumped the control up to 9 very briefly and then back down to 4. "Jesus," Beth Morgan felt a rush of pleasure in her sex once more, a brief sensation, an impossible sensation, but there nonetheless. Another orgasm - but this one just out of reach. I can't have another. Not this soon.' Beth told herself. She knew her body well. Knew that such a thing were impossible, but the temptation was far too great. Her slick fingers went back to her sex once more. Stroking and working her clit in a fast circle, but the orgasm stayed just out of reach. With a groan, she gave up. It wasn't going to happen. She stood once more. "Ha.ha.ha." Jerry chuckled, "Not so fast Miss Morgan." Bumping the controller up to 9 once more then backing it down to 3 this time. Dropping his teacher to her knees again. Bumping it again before she could sit back down. And again. Getting the hang of it. Turning his teacher into a puppet. Giving her pleasure until she did what he wanted. Until finally, she was on her hands and knees, her tight ass facing the window, her fingers thrusting into her sex. Pumping hard. Back arched. Hips working. Panting. Soaked with sweat, not looking very much like a teacher anymore. The boys hidden in the bushes, still not brave enough to take their hard cocks out, but both of them now rubbing through the fabric of their jeans. Jerry increased the controller slowly this time, from 3 all the way up to 9. "Oh fuck!" Beth Morgan moaned. What she was feeling wasn't possible. The pleasure in her loins grew and swelled up. She wasn't even touching herself. She didn't even have the energy. She was just there, back arched, ass held high, thighs spread, body trembling, sweat dripping, honey dangling, forming a long strand from her sex before falling into a noticeable puddle, face pressed against the carpet of her living room floor. "Oh dear Lord...I can't.. I can't..I can't...." "Are you getting this?" Jerry panted. "Uh-uh-uh-shit.." Panted the boy holding the camera, his cock spurting in his pants. Jerry also felt his cock swell and his balls clench. He moved the dial to 10. Miss Morgan gave a shrill shriek. She gave a release, which she was helpless to stop. She'd always been very wet when having sex, but never like this. Never anything of this magnitude. It felt like she was pissing. It felt like she was climaxing. It felt as if she were pissing and climaxing at the very same time. She gushed. And gushed again. Then one final gush, then finally, it was over. Her strength robbed. Chest still heaving. Laying prostrate on her floor, not even able to move out of her own juices. It was the best orgasm she'd ever experienced. Part of her wanted another, part of her was terrified by her lack of control. The way it had happened without her even touching herself. What if...what if she'd been in class? The boys went home quickly. Each one embarrassed by their stained crotches. It was only later when they cleaned up that the rush...a very particular rush that comes when the powerless are suddenly given power over someone. This rush was even headier, since the one in their power was a sexy teacher who was supposed to have power over them. Austin burned a copy of the video and shared it with Jerry. They masturbated several more times in the privacy of their own rooms and made plans for how to use their new found power. Beth Morgan, finally in control of her own overwhelming urges spent the next two hours cleaning up the mess she'd made of her carpet and feeling very ashamed. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>. Jerry's cock was uncomfortable in his pants. It wouldn't do for him to be called up to work a problem on the board, but he was pretty sure that in a few moments, no one was going to be called up to the board. He flicked the control up to 7 for a fraction of a second and then back to zero. "And the covalent-" Miss Morgan's eyes grew wide as she stopped mid sentence. Oh God. It had happened again. That sudden flood of sensation out of the blue, just like last night. Her loins now feeling starved for more of that wonderful heat. Her panties...oh God, she could feel herself leaking into her panties. The young teacher's cheeks turned a rosy red in embarrassment. Did her students suspect? She quickly walked back to her desk and sat down, remembering how she'd been unable to stand the night before when she was first struck by the powerful sensations. What if? Oh God, better not to even think about it. Shit, where was she? What was she talking about? Class. That's right. "The covalent bond is formed when...I tell you what class. Meredith, why don't you hand today's packet and everyone work on them for the rest of class." Jerry smiled and bumped the control to 8.. Miss Morgan pressed her fingernails into her palms to drive the sensation away. It didn't work. Unwelcome heat flooded her loins once more. Her panties felt soaked. God, this was embarrassing. She was going to have to go to the doctor or something. This wasn't normal. She wouldn't be able to work under these conditions and these random ...sexual sensations. Somehow the young teacher managed. It wasn't easy to stay seated with a bunch of gifted and talented students...they tended to need a lot of activity to keep them occupied. But finally the class was over and all the students left. Save for two. The worst possible two that could have stayed. They were not quite troublemakers. They were bright like her other students, but that brightness was unfocused. Her goal with students like these was not to make them smarter, but to teach them basic ethics and social skills - the sort most kids learned in kindergarten - though both of these students were over 18. "I'm sorry, I can't stay long, I have an appointment today," Miss Morgan said, desperate to be alone to see just how badly her panties had soaked through. "This won't take long," Jerry answered slyly. "We just have a question or two." "My office hours are.." Miss Morgan began. Jerry thumbed the dial in his coat pocket. Not bothering to look, knowing just how far he'd pushed it by his teacher's reaction. Miss Morgan's blue eyes bulged, her fingers dug into the edge of her desk, her thighs spread, her pelvis thrust, her loins boiled. "Are you ready for our questions now?" Jerry asked. Get a hold of yourself, the young teacher thought urgently. And get these boys out of here. "Yes." she answered, her voice squeaking from her lust. "Can we see your tits?" Jerry asked. "No," came the automatic indignant reply. "Wrong answer," Jerry said, bumping the control again and then back down. "Can we see your tits?" The burst of pleasure ran up the young teacher spine and into her brain. She bit her lips. She had long since soaked her panties and was presently sitting in a puddle of her own desires. Despite the overwhelming sensation, she added two and two...and figured that no matter how impossible, they were somehow doing this to her. "No..." she managed. "Just one?" Jerry asked, bumping the control, then pointed at the teacher right breast. "Can we see that tit?" He bumped the control once more for good measure. "...no" Beth Morgan repeated, though the reply was no longer so certain. Her hands covered her small chest, unconsciously rubbing her hard nipples. "Come on, it's not like we haven't seen them already," Austin urged. Had they? When? Oh God..last night. Jerry took out the controller and dialed it higher, the display providing feedback to his teachers responses which were now a deep orange. He slowly increased the dial, bringing her into a deep pink. Miss Morgan's cheeks burned in humiliation. Her hips were moving of their own volition and she couldn't stop them any more than she could stop the grunts and groans from her lips. By now she'd noticed the controller. "...ahhh..ughh..what is that...and what have..ahhh...you done..ugh..to me." she managed between gasps and grunts. "I guess you could say that you are a pioneer in nano-biotics," Jerry said. "Now show us your tits. Both of them. Or things could get uncomfortable." Jerry flipped another dial. He wasn't sure this would work, but if he was correct. Beth's pleasure was replaced by a growing warmth. At first she thought she'd lost control of her bladder and she was mortified. Then the heat grew uncomfortably hot. "Ouch!" she leapt up from her seat and danced from foot to foot, hand clutched protectively over her sex to shield it from what felt like a small but growing fire. "Ouch! Ouch!" "Your tits...." Jerry said. "Oouch..turn it off!" Miss Morgan lifted up her shirt and bared her chest. Jerry adjusted the control and the heat ceased, and pleasure crept back into her sensitive loins. "Ditch the bra," Jerry ordered. "Lock - ahhh..Oh God..at least...please lock the door," Miss Morgan plead. "Someone could come in." "Get the door Austin." Jerry ordered. The pudgy boy rushed over and locked the door. "Tits." Jerry said. The young teacher moved over to the wall so that she couldn't be seen through the window in the door. "Don't do this Jerry. You boys are in enough trouble as it is." "We're not boys," Jerry said, turning the dial, as the heat came back. "We're both 18. Now show us." "Okay..okay..." Miss Morgan began to undo the buttons of her blouse. The pleasure returned. She thought about Pavlov's dogs and was terrified. It was obvious that he could make her do anything he wanted, but the worst part was she couldn't tell real pleasure from simulated pleasure. It all seemed the same. "Put it on the floor." Jerry said. "You boys could be expelled for this." Miss Morgan said. "Let's talk this out like adults." She saw Jerry thumb the controller,. Was that heat again? She jumped and dropped her blouse on the floor. No it wasn't heat, but more pleasure. Jesus..what pleasure. "Take off the bra." Her fingers trembled. Her nostrils flared. Her eyes darted to and fro. She slid down the straps of her bra, then the cups, all while keeping her bits covered by her arm and her small hands. She saw him thumb the controller again. Pleasure? No. Ouch! Heat. She jumped from foot to foot, her hands clutching her privates. "No wonder she wants to keep them hid," Austin giggled, his fat cheeks trembling. "She's flat." Miss Morgan blushed. The barb struck a sore spot. She'd always been modestly endowed. "I guess so," Jerry said, finger and thumb hovering over the small controller. "Show us the rest. Make it quick." Would it be heat or would it be sexual pleasure? She dreaded either. Her mind wanted to preserve her modest, but her body wanted to obey much more than the urge to argue with these two monsters. She stepped out of her shoes, unzipped her skirt, and wriggled out of it. "Look," Austin pointed at his teacher's stained crotch. "She's pissed herself." "I have not!" she retorted, even as her panties puddled at her feet. Standing now helpless hand protectively over crotch and another over her small breasts. The pleasure returned and grew strong. She did her best to resist. "Is that right?" Jerry asked. "Did you piss yourself?" "No!" Beth tried to channel her anger to combat the way her body was responding to that infernal black controller. "Move your hands so we can see." Jerry ordered. Heat again! Ow... "Too slow." Jerry giggled. The hapless teacher pressed her hands to her sides as the harsh sensation faded from her loins. "That's not piss you idiot," Jerry said. "It's pussy juice." "Wow.." Austin said, bending down and running a nervous finger into his teacher's pussy. His teacher's pussy, he repeated to himself. How was such a thing even possible? Beth slapped his hand before he could touch her. "Owww!" Austin nursed his burning fingers. "Bad teacher!" Jerry thumbed the controller. Letting his teacher feel level 8 heat. It sent his teacher to her knees, clutching her privates.He dialed it back to 4. "Get back up." Jerry ordered. Miss Morgan tried to ignore the painful sensation and get back to her feet. "Now apologize and take his hand." Jerry demanded. "I'm....sorry..." Beth took her student's hand as ordered. "Now guide it where it goes." The heat evaporated, turning to pleasure, as Beth obeyed, guiding her student's fat fingers to her tingling sex.It probed her slickness. The warm pleasure blossomed inside. She glanced at the controller and cringed when she realized Jerry wasn't even touching the dial. "I want to fuck her." Austin said, in a voice thick with lust. "You can't!" Beth exclaimed, her eyes darted over to Jerry's fingers, just before they thumbed the dial. To Jerry: "Wait...I'm not..." She blushed at the admission. "On the pill." "Do you have condoms?" Jerry asked. "No." Austin winced. "You?" "Would I have asked if I did?" "No" Austin said. "It's okay, I'll just pull out" Miss Morgan shook her head. The pull out method was not effective in the best of situations. "I don't know..." Jerry didn't want a baby. Even with the controller, there could be child support. However, his balls were beginning to ache and he was calculating the odds of unintended pregnancy. "She can blow us or maybe we can ... you know.. do it in her butt." Austin said, finger now pumping in and out his teacher with ease. "What'll it be teach?" Jerry asked. "Oral or anal?" Go fuck yourself. That's what she wanted to say, but she knew what would happen if she uttered those words. He'd use the controller again and she do what he wanted. And it would probably be her ass. Literally. "Oral." The teacher's cheeks grew hot. "Me first." Austin said, quickly unzipping his zipper. "No." Jerry said. "My controller. My teacher." "But I gassed her." They gassed me? And more clues fell into place. "My controller." "Paper scissors rock?" "My controller." "Okay asshole, you win." Austin said. "Go over there and turn around." Jerry told his friend. "Come on man, just do it." When it was obvious that Jerry wasn't going to proceed, Austin complied with his friends wishes. "Come closer." Jerry told his teacher. Beth obeyed. The order seemed innocuous compared to some of the other requests the little monster had made. Then she felt the rush of pleasure that didn't subside. She looked at the controller. She was being controlled again. Given pleasure. Artificial pleasure, but impossible to tell from the real thing. The Controller These stories however amount I do based on the general consensus of everyone who reads this it will be in the mind control category but it will contain some elements of sci-fi/fantasy as the story progresses. Megan had the power to control minds through mere thought and send her mind to someone else and take over with her mind while maintaining the control. She was only 20 years old while she always wanted to use his power to control someone in consenting to fuck her when the incident happened while she was at college. He only used her power to influence people slightly and never used her ability to take over minds leaving his own body. When she was at college the drama was getting too much for him as a few members of the group was taking it too far so Megan decided to take control. "Shut up for the rest of the session and you will wait behind at the end of the day to speak to Morgan." and immediately the 4 foot 11 woman shut up as Megan's power had worked instantly the end of the session came and as everyone exited the only ones left in the room was the tutor, Megan and the 4 foot 11 student called Ruby. As the tutor waited for the two students to leave Megan fed into the tutors mind. "You will place your work in the office, come back and join us." The tutor left the two students for 5 minutes making her excuses that she had to go and disappeared back to the room where Ruby and Megan was waiting. When the tutor came back she was unsure of how things would turn out. Megan saw that both the tutor Kylie (who was a stunner with a slim body, brunette hair and big tits) and Ruby were nervous so Megan put into their mind. "You two will consent & you two are feeling extremely horny and want to have a threesome right here." then as Megan was getting undressed she noticed that both Kylie and Ruby were getting undressed too. As the three had gotten naked there was a brief moment where they were sizing each other up until Ruby made the first move towards Megan pulling her into her first kiss. This gave the signal to Kylie to get started as well as she walked over to the couple sank to her knees and began fingering both pussies until she brought a moan from the two students. Then Kylie began to suck and lick at Megan's pussy while she was still fingering Ruby's pussy. After 5 minutes of this Kylie changed the positions sucking and licking Ruby's pussy while fingering Megan's pussy this lasted another 5 minutes before the three ladies changed positions. So that Kylie was lying on her back while Megan squatted above her mouth so that Kylie could suck Megan's pussy leaving Ruby to lick and suck Kylie's pussy. This lasted the best part of 20 minutes until they changed positions yet again so that Ruby was lying on her back having Kylie suck & lick her pussy and Megan was squatting over Ruby's face. This also lasted 20 minutes until they switched for the final time with Megan lying on her back, having her pussy licked and sucked by Ruby while Kylie was squatting over her face so Megan licked and sucked the tutor's pussy. This lasted 40 minutes until all three of them had the most earth shattering orgasm they have ever had. Megan was also tripping from using her powers to lose her virginity as she began the long journey of using her powers to get whatever she wanted. As the three ladies got dressed Megan used her powers firstly on Ruby "You will remember this as the day you became a lesbian guys no longer interest you as partners just as friends. You will also become a sex addict. Once you are dressed you will leave and carry on with your night." The last bit was for everything that Ruby had done to torment Megan. Then Megan turned her attention to the tutor Kylie but Megan had something else in store for the tutor. Instead of using her power to bend Kylie's will to her control she would try her other power on the tutor. Megan thought hard about leaving her body as she did she took a big step in becoming a pure consciousness being. This made her able to move around freely possessing people as she went along. As Megan started thinking about leaving her body and instantly she left her body as her mind went racing towards Kylie. There was a FLASH of white light which signalled that Megan's mind was in Kylie's body her body automatically blinked and with that Megan's mind was in control of her tutor's body. However Megan could read Kylie's mind but Kylie couldn't read her mind and Megan could still feel both of her powers in her mind and she decided to try something in Kylie's body with ruby as she was leaving the room. "You will stop, scratch your left foot with your right hand then you will carry on." Once Megan sent that thought Ruby stopped doing exactly what Megan had told her to do using her power. Then Megan decided to pilot Kylie's body to walk out of the room just after Ruby so anyone who was still there would think that Ruby needed to talk to the tutor about the course. Before leaving the room she glanced at her body which was flicking in and out of existence without a mind her body was slowly disappearing. Seeing Kylie's mind Megan chose to follow the routine since she had already brought her things into the room she would just pick up her things then leave the college campus which she did do however the head of school called Kylie into the office to speak to her about some things. "Kylie can I have a word with you?" "Yeah sure thing Sophia." Megan said using Kylie's voice. "There is no easy way of saying this but due to the cut backs that the entire college as of this week at the end of week your contract will end and you will have to hand in your ID badge." Megan had let Kylie's mind step forward to hear this as it meant nothing to Megan but she knew that it meant a lot to Kylie and the emotions that came forward was entirely Kylie's. The rest of the evening home was silent as Megan decided to take a step back letting Kylie take control to get her through what just happened. Even though Megan had these amazing powers she didn't let them affect her personality as she was still nice to go with the powers all through her life up to this point she didn't use her powers to gain friends that was all down to her. Megan spoke to Kylie mentally. In Kylie's mind "How are you feeling now?" Megan asked her mental voice full of concern. "How the fuck do you think I am feeling, I have just got fired and I only have my job for the next 2 days." Kylie replied. "We could do something to take your mind off it." "Like what?" "Letting me help you and I can make your subconscious fantasy come true if you let me take control." "What is my subconscious fantasy then?" "To be a pornstar." "No it's not." "Yeah it is I have seen your fantasies of you fucking guys and gals earning money while on your back. You dismissed it when you became a lecturer at college and university but when the recession hit that fantasy became all the more appealing." "That's enough and you are right I do want to become a pornstar but I don't exactly have the figure for it." "Yeah you do didn't you read about the teacher who left teaching to do porn a few years ago as it is now 2014? She is now one of Britain's most sort after porn director who recently did a short series called Liselles girlie weekend that could be you." "What do I need to do?" "Just let me take control as I can make your fantasy come true." "Yeah ok but is there a way that I can see everything you do as I felt you enter my mind after the threesome." "Yeah you will automatically be aware of everything I do as you and I could leave you at any time this way you won't be thrown into the deep end unaware." "Ok." Back in reality As Megan took over Kylie's body in the back of the mind was Kylie's mind just observing as Megan designated that as her only viewing. As Megan wiped away the tear from Kylie's cheek she was at Kylie's house when she got out of the car to walk up the path to the house she was living in, Megan was expecting a husband and kids but she was living on her own in this big house when Megan scanned Kylie's mind she found that Kylie had recently been divorced and her husband took the kids. The house was empty so Megan decided to get the wheels set in motion for Kylie. She pulled out Kylie's smartphone opening the safari app, Megan then began typing in a website to fill out an application form to try and star in a new production Television XXX was doing with one of their pornstars. After that Megan decided to see what was happening in the local pubs which turned out to be a pub called The Worlds End where on Wednesdays adult movie agents are looking for some people to star in there next film. Megan thought this would be a decent stepping stone to get Kylie to where she wanted to be. When Megan arrived in the pub there was next to no one there although it was only 8pm. While Megan waited for anyone to turn up she noticed that the barman was eying her up mainly looking at her bust so Megan decided to have some fun. "You like what you see?" She asked the barman "Urmmmmm..." the barman stuttered Megan only giggled before saying. "Would you like a closer look?" Megan said making Kylie's voice sound as slutty as she could. Before the barman could say anything Megan had lifted her top up flashing the barman also showing that she wasn't wearing a bra. "Geez not here... In the back room." The barman said. As the two walked back to the back room she realised that the barman had his cock out already so Megan sunk to her knees. She clasped her two dainty hands around the cock stroking it gently which brought a slight moan from the barman's mouth. She then engulfed his cock deep throating him even without gagging apparently she was used to a bigger cock than the barman's 6 incher. Megan managed to bring this person to a happy end as he blew him load straight down the mouth of Kylie as she gulped the sperm down she had already stood up and left the spent barman. Who was struggling to pull up his pants when she got out some of the bar was filled with people laughing, drinking and talking. This was about to get interesting. (To be continued) The Controller "I took a closer look at the controller last night," Mallory said. "It was a disappointing piece of hardware. Like a remote control for a little toy car. Very boring." The vibe ran up and down the teacher's slippery wet slit with ease. She was on the brink once more. Helpless as her robe fell to her feet. Helpless as the wet vibrating phallus was held to her lips, tickling them. Smelling the deep musk of 12 hours of arousal. Unable to stop her moan or her lips from parting, accepting the intruder into her mouth. Sucking it. Her teeth buzzing from the vibration. "And then I saw the meter bumping around and I knew what you were up to. You little slut, you tried to get off the moment you got home, didn't you?" No. It was at least an hour later before she tried to get herself off, but there was no way to say it with the latex intruder in her eager mouth. "Then I thought..wouldn't it be interesting to make a smart controller?" Mallory said as she used the vibe to raise the hem of Beth's nightshirt to her breasts. By now, her former nervousness was totally replaced by new found confidence. "Take it off slut." I'm not a slut, Beth told herself. Jerry and Austin never called me a slut. And yet, she took off the nightshirt, leaving herself standing naked in her bedroom "So I began to tinker with the controller, and tinker some more. "Do you like? I've made quite a few improvements. And don't get any ideas...even if you took it, it wouldn't do you any good."" Mallory tapped here blue tooth digital watch. A much better controller than her brother's simplistic device. A device she deserved, for she had a particular fetish. She liked girls. Women. But it was more difficult to find them than you'd think. Most girls who were into girls tended to look like boys. She preferred girls that were girls. Mallory turned on a toe, and strutted to the bed, stepping out of her flip flops, and shrugging off her T-shirt and shorts as she moved. She made a pile of the pillows, then sat down on the bed, resting against 2 pillows, while 2 more were propped under her bottom. "As a matter of fact, I may give it to you later. You see, I added some more logic to the controller. No more pointing and zapping you with heat...so droll..like some kind of Xbox game." Mallory said, spinning clasp of her bra around front and removing it. "This works quite a bit different. You've felt the effects of it already. Stimulating yes? But not really satisfying, n'est pas?" Was this? Was being in this state of arousal. Of dripping. Of tingling. Of hard nipples and engorged clit. Was this caused by this new controller? Was it causing her inability to achieve orgasm? If so, this was even more fiendish than what Jerry and Austin had dreamed up. At least with them, her own time was her own. "So here's how it's going to work Miss Morgan," Mallory said, raising her hips and taking off her panties. "If you go down on me, I'll input a code in my phone. Then I'll give it to you and you get to choose one of two choices. A: Your limbic system will stop being repressed. This means an orgasm, in case you don't know how the limbic system works. Or B: Your limbic system will not be stimulated for 24 hours. If you get turned on, it'll be your own doing. However, the top range will still be suppressed. That means no orgasms." Mallory spread her lean thighs and licked her lips lasciviously. "No orgasm for me. No code. So another day or two in your present state. So what will it be Miss Morgan?" No. Hell no. Fuck you, you little shit. But those words never left the teacher's lips. "I can't." she stammered, as her need overcame her distaste of what her former student requested. "I'm..not into..you know..girls..." "Suit yourself." Mallory closed her legs and slid them off the bed. "Wait," Beth said. She wasn't gay. However, she was massively turned on and here this girl was naked on her bed. Was it the controller? Probably. But even if it was, it didn't make the feelings any less real. "Yes?" Mallory asked, the beginning of a smile turning up her lip. "You said ...I could...you know...climax?" Beth stammered. "Yes. But I should be going." Mallory slid further off the bed. "Wait," Beth's face flushed. "I ah...I want to." "Ah...That's better." Mallory said with a smile, leaning back into the pillows once more. Spreading her legs with confidence. Beth was straight. She was heterosexual. This should be gross. She should be dry as a bone. Instead she was dripping. Her nipples were hard aching knots. She moved between the younger girl's thighs. She could smell the earthy musk. She could see the moist dew of arousal, and somehow she moaned in response. These reactions should be impossible. "Isn't it nice?" Mallory purred. "The closer you are to me, the better you feel. Try to get a little closer, you'll see." Beth did. She kissed a pussy for the first time. Felt the tickle of curly dark hair against her nose. Smelled the scent of a woman, while her own loins sang with excitement. I'm straight. I'm only doing this because of that damn watch, the teacher told herself. But her body had other ideas and her loins in particular. Her tongue licked. Licked moist wet lips. It lapped. It danced. Lips pressed-sucked- and laved. A toe explored between Beth's legs. She opened her thighs, giving it passage to do as it willed. "You are one wet little lezzie," Mallory giggled, running her fingers through the teacher's hair. "You are going to be great fun this summer. I wish I could figure out some way to make you feel this way whenever you were near a girl and not just me...hmmm..perhaps I could rig something..wher-ahhhhh." Beth's tongue attacked the college sophomore with a vengeance, determined to end that line of thinking if at all possible. She reached up fingers stroking nipples, palms caressing freckled breasts, mouth moaning against young taunt flesh, tongue flicking up and down, stroking a swollen clit. "Fuck....ohh fuuckk," Mallory moaned, legs growing tight as she opened them wide, hands pulling her former teacher into her pussy - wallowing in the orgasm that slammed home. Then when it was finally over, she pulled the teacher up where she lay. Snuggled close, legs tangled, kissing the woman on the lips, tasting herself on those angelic lips. "Yuck!" Mallory giggled, using a sheet to wipe her pearly discharge from her former teacher's lips, before resuming her kisses once more. "Now what do you say?" Mallory teased. "Uh..thank you," the teacher blushed, eyebrows up in question. "I guess it's time for your reward," Mallory said between kisses. She tapped at her bluetooth watch and showed the screen to her former teacher. "You have twenty five seconds to pick." At the top of the tiny screen a timer ticked down. 2019,18. "What am I picking?" Beth hurriedly replied at the timer continued to tick. "It's easy dummy. This one." Mallory pointed to a button with an explanation mark inside. "Let's you have an orgasm." Then she pointed to a button with the digits 24 inside. "This one suppresses your limbic system for 24 hours. That means you won't feel quite so turned on." Being worked up to this state was maddening. She'd had fitful sleep. Her sex was sore from her useless manual stimulation. And yet....and yet. Not that long ago, the decision would have been easy. She'd have chosen twenty four with no hesitation. But the controller had given her a taste for pleasure. An expectation. 5,4,3,2 She touched the button with the explanation point and closed her eyes in preparation of the orgasm that would slam home. She gasped. Her thighs spread wide. "Oh fuck yessss.." she purred. The teacher's eyes opened. They blinked in confusion. Her pupils focused on her former student. She took in Mallory's wry amused expression. "What? What?" she asked in a daze. "I said if you pressed the button you could *have* an orgasm, not that I'd give you an orgasm." "I ..I don't understand..." Beth stammered, fingers clutching, her forearms brushing against her hard nipples. "After you press the button, the inhibitor is turned off. You can have as many orgasms as you can achieve in the next ten minutes. Now 9 minutes and 15 seconds." Mallory showed her former teacher the watch so she could see the digits counting down. "Time is wasting," Mallory said as she took out her phone and turned on the video camera, capturing her former teacher's dismay. "It'd be a real shame to go to all this trouble only to let it slip away." It wasn't long ago that the young woman would have refused to debase herself in such a fashion. To tell the brat to go fuck herself. But she'd grown accustomed to that rush of pleasure. And now she'd endured hours of stimulation with no release. Now she'd endured performing oral sex on a girl ... even when she herself was straight. At the very least, she'd have hidden her naked body under the covers instead of exhibiting herself before the camera. Instead, she just whined in defeat, her fingers moving to her nipples and sex. She knew how to do this. Her fingers were experienced. She closed her eyes and fantasized. Not about her former boyfriend...but two of her students and a controller. "No." Mallory said. "Look at me." Beth's eyes squeaked open. Not much. Fuck that bitch. She'd earned this. She had nine minutes and then she'd pay the price. Only she saw Mallory's finger poised above the face of the watch. She saw the small red button at the bottom. "Abort." The teacher's eyes opened wide in panic. "That's better," Mallory purred. "Look at me." Beth's obeyed, looking at her former student, with big blue obedient eyes, not daring to look away. She needed this orgasm. She'd earned it. She had no idea when she'd be allowed to have another. "That's a good girl. Now open your legs." Beth obeyed. Her toned thighs spread while her finger danced over her clit. "Wider." Mallory said. "A slut like you should be able to spread like butter. Come on. I know you can do better." A slut like me. Beth's thighs spread. Her tendons bulged. Her pussy purred. "A lezzie like you knows how to spread," Mallory's voice turned hard. "So spread." I'm not a lezzie, Beth told herself. You went down on a girl. You ate her. A voice inside her head responded. I am not, she repeated. Look at you, the voice said, your thighs have spread as wide as thighs can possible spread. A lezzie knows how to spread. You are as spread as can be. That doesn't mean anything. Beth told herself. "Pinch your nipples." Mallory ordered. "Open those eyes and look at me." Beth was already pinching. Her eyes held the question. "Harder." Beth pinched. It hurt. She'd feel that in the morning for sure. "Harder." Fuck. Shit. It hurt, but it made her loins tingle in response. "Pull." "Ugh.." Beth gasped as she pulled. "Hahh..hahhh..." "I bet those boys didn't appreciate your little tits and small little nips," Mallory purred. "But I know how to treat them. The smaller they are the more sensitive they are. Besides, I know what a slut likes." No you don't, Beth said to herself. She does, a voice said. Feel it. Feel THAT. The teacher felt a familiar heat building in her loins. "Here it comes," Mallory giggled. "Come for me Miss Morgan. Come for me. And keep those eyes right here, or you won't come again for quite some time."" Oh God. Oh dear God. The heat flushed from her loins and rolled like a wave through her body. Her pussy spasmed. Her cunt gushed. Her eyes obediently stayed looking into Mallory's. "Oh my God," Mallory laughed. "Thar she blows. This...is so fucking hot. I can't wait to show this video to Monica." "Please don't...show anyone." With one hand, Beth clutched her breast, the other gripped her bed as it was too much stimulation for her sex to take anymore. At least for a moment. At least until she could gently hold it again. Shit...she'd made another mess. She was a mess. Her cheeks blushed. She remembered that Mallory was getting all of this on video. She clutched a pillow and moved it protectively over her naked body. Mallory grinned down at her former teacher. She showed the woman the watch. "You still have five more minutes." She wouldn't. She couldn't. Her body was already overstimulated. "Suit yourself," Mallory said. "When you're all hot and bothered, don't come whining to me." Oh God. Beth thought back and remembered the state she'd been in. How she ached. How she needed. She pushed the pillow aside. Fingers sought out her overstimulated sex. "You are so *easy*," Mallory said. Beth's cheeks burned in humiliation. "Say it." Mallory ordered, finger held threatening to her watch. Jerry and Austin wouldn't make me say something like that. "I'm easy." Beth said to the girl who held her controller. "Look at me when you say it." "I'm easy." The words came harder this time. "You make a disgusting mess when you come." Mallory said. "Say it." "I..I make a mess when I come," the teacher stammered, her cheeks burning from her mortification. "That's a good girl," Mallory said, moving closer. Moving closer still. "Tell me you are easy again." "I'm easy." Beth watched as the girl's cold blue eyes moved closer and closer. Till her lips were inches from her own.Watched as her slim tongue peeked from lips outlined in black. The teacher opened her own, sucking that tongue into her mouth.She knew instinctively that it was the right thing to do. The teacher felt her loins stir. Felt her sex grow wet once more. Was it the controller? Was it something else. She sucked harder. Moaning. as fingers from one hand thrusting into her sex and fingers from the other sped over her clit. She kissed her former student. Oh how she kissed her. She was still...she was still straight, she was sure of it. It was just... ..well first, and most importantly, as long as she willingly kissed her former student, the girl couldn't capture her debasement on video. Also, as her body was quickly learning, even if her mind hadn't put it together yet, the closer she was to Mallory, the hotter the fire burned in her loins. When she wasn't able to achieve orgasm, it was maddening. However, when she was able...at least for the next minute or so that was left... A hand slid down the sweat and nectar soaked abdomen of the young teacher. A hand with a controller sending electromagnetic waves to stimulate her limbic system. She was so close. Her body knew instinctively. Her hand stopped its dance over her clit and caught Mallory by the wrist, pulling it down. Meeting resistance. "What do you say," Mallory purred. "...please..." Beth begged, her voice thick with need. "I knew you were easy." Mallory purred, drawing the word out endlessly. Thrusting two, then three fingers easily into her former teacher. Kissing willing lips, almost giggling as Beth's sweat soaked body stiffened in response. "An easy little lezzy." "Fuck..." Beth's eyes rolled back, toes curled, thighs spread and trembled, hips humped, as she was overcome by a controller enhanced orgasm. She'd feared those were gone with this new programming, but here was one. It was glorious. Addicting. She reveled in the hurricane of pleasure. There was a repeated chirp from the watch, like a small alarm clock going off. Her orgasm simply ceased. Sucked back up into wherever it was that orgasms sprang from. Beth gasped. Her hips pumped as if they were willing another orgasm into being. She was back in a state again. Back where an orgasm lay just out of reach. Back where her insides were hungry. Back where her nipples were hard as tacks. "Looks like your time is up...at least until your next window of opportunity." "When?" Beth asked, her eyes dazed and still in shock. "12 hours is the soonest." The teacher looked up with hopeful eyes. Fingers caressed the face of the watch. Her eyes rolled back as her loins bloomed with pleasure...but not enough. She kissed her former student's finger. She even licked them clean of her own secretions. She'd feel shame for it later, but for now. "You...you could change the programming..if you wanted." The corner of Mallory's mouth turned up as she took in those hopeful eyes, while power radiated from her own. "I am changing the programming." She tapped the teacher on the temple. "Easy ..." Her hand went lower. "Slut...." Lower still, down to her former teacher's pert breasts. "Lezzie...." Lower, brushing down Beth's abdomen. Her loins not merely tingling now, but on fire. "Slave..." Thighs opened welcoming the touch of another woman, she could feel the orgasm right there inside her but she was separated from it as if by an invisible immovable wall. A wall that would be there for the next 12 hours. "See?"