"ORGASM"

Peter moaned unexpectedly as he leaned forward in unexpected ecstasy. He shivered as he sinned in his pants, ruining them. Mouth still held closed by the power of the remote, he moaned as the orgasm subsided. Humiliated and confused, he righted himself and looked back up at his Heather.

"Look at you. You're a helpless mess. Do it again." She pushed the button again, and again Peter exploded in pleasure. He didn't think it was possible to orgasm so quickly again, but the remote made it so. Exhausted from having orgasming twice in a matter of moments, Peter struggled to catch his breath.

"You can't even stay looking up at me you're so pathetic! Again." Peter's eyes rolled to the back of his head as he had an impossible third orgasm. He shivered and put his hands the floor, getting down on all fours. He righted himself after a moment and Heather could see that his pants were absolutely ruined.

"Don't think I'm done with you yet you little pervert."