Eric freezes you in place

You lie on your back on the dorm room floor, breathing slowly returning to normal as the sounds of your roommate's shower reach your ears. You shiver as you lie in a puddle of sweat and other fluids, feeling cum slowly leak out of your pussy onto the floor. With a tentative finger, you reach between your legs and start to explore your new equipment. You flinch as you touch yourself, still very sensitive from the earlier treatment. After softly touching the outside of your pussy lips, you push a finger in, feeling Eric's cum swirl around. You gasp at the sensation, and slowly flex your finger, generating little pulses of afterglow pleasure. Your eyes close in satisfaction.

In your trance, you don't hear Eric's shower come to a close. He chuckles as he walks into the room again. "Of course my little slut is already fingering herself. Are you my horny little girl?" You nod meekly and croak "yes, master."

"Well that's good," your roommate continues, standing over you in a towel. "I expect my sex **** to be constantly ready for me like a little toy." Your heart flutters at his words. Is that what you are now? A sex toy? "Stop touching yourself," Eric commands, and you immediately obey, moving your hands to your sides. He taps a button on the phone and you feel an unfamiliar jolt run up from your crotch all through your body. It's like your muscles are buzzing with static electricity. You try to jerk back in surprise, but you... can't? Your limbs aren't responding to your brain. You're frozen in place! Eric chuckles again. "This little device is pretty powerful. What a high-end toy I have." Unable to respond, you just look up at him as he bends down and picks you up. It almost seems too easy for him to handle you as you're scooped up into his strong arms. He carries you over to your bed and lies you down. Still unable to move, you look up at him in confusion.

"Aw, is my little slut confused? Let me explain it for you. You're my little sex ****, right? Well I want you to be waiting here at home for me. Wet and ready. That makes sense, right?" You try to speak up but you can't. Eric brings up the phone again and taps on a button. You feel a warm pulse of pleasure in your pussy and you flinch. Then another. Then another. The pulses continue and you feel your arousal building again as you start to drip with wetness. Putting the phone away in his pocket, Eric starts to pack up his gym bag. "This should keep you nice and **** for me when I get back. I'm heading out to the gym, then I might see some friends. I'll probably be out for a few hours and I'll want some stress relief when I get back." You stare in horror at him. He's going to leave you like this? For hours?! He finishes packing his bag, then walks over to your bed. "You're such a good girl." He runs two of his fingers up the length of your slit and you moan in your throat. He fingers you roughly for a few seconds, building your pleasure, but removes his fingers. "Don't worry, you're not gonna cum while I'm gone." He parts your lips by sticking his fingers into your mouth and wiping them on your tongue. You taste your pussy.

He shoulders his bag, turns off the light, and leaves the room, plunging you into darkness. The pulses of pleasure in your pussy grow in frequency and intensity, causing you to moan each time. The pleasure builds and you want nothing more than to reach between your legs, but you can't. Your eyes roll back in your head as you moan into the dark room, pussy approaching a climax that will never come.