Katie's House.

Something was wrong. Ever since Katie had gotten home she had felt feverish. But that wasn't the only symptom. Her nipples were rock hard and her pants had a tell tale stain on the crotch. And she couldn't seem to stop thinking about sex.

Katie was by no means a prude, but she had never felt so horny before. She lunged for the drawer where she kept her vibrator and fumbled it out. She tore at her zipper and pulled her pants down. Sweet relief relaxed her body as she touched the buzzing vibrator to her throbbing clit.

"That didn't take long" a female voice said. Katie's cheeks turned bright red, but she couldn't bear to turn off the vibrator.

"Who's there?" she called out, panting.

"Your new Mistres, darling."

"What are you talking about? Where are you?" Katie moaned, close to orgasm. She couldn't believe she was doing this, masturbating for an audience.

"Closer than you'd guess." Katie happened to look down and see the red stone on the Ring flashing in time to the phantom voice's syllables.

"Ah, you found me. You're a sly little nympho, aren't you?"

Katie dropped the vibrator in a panic, and began tugging on the Ring. But it seemed welded to her finger.

"It's no use honey, you and I are going to be together for a long, long time."

Katie let out a little scream, and closed her eyes, trying to find some way out of this nightmare.

"Now, now" her mocking captor said, "Sluts like you have no need for all those thoughts."

Thoughts of sex invaded Katie's mind, drowning out her thoughts of panic and escape. The Ring increased her sexual need to heights Katie had never before experienced, and could barely stand. As she leapt to the floor to find her stil buzzing vibrator, the Ring said: "I've made countless women into sex crazed whores, Katie. You can't resist me."

As Katie plunged the vibrator into herself, the ring made plans to go shopping. Little nymphs like Katie needed a very special wardrobe.