Let's see how long it is until Jessica breaks.

Kevin began walking away, chuckling to himself. Then, he stopped and seems to have an idea. "I wish that Jessica has no control over her bladder, and pees as soon as he needs to. I wish that whenever she peed, Jessica's body became more sensitive and her libido and sexual pleasure increased exponentially. When you've had enough, say 'I submit to my master' and I'll fix it. However, the longer you resist, the worse I'm going to make your life. I wish that when Jessica says'I submit to my master', I am instantly aware of it." With that, Kevin walked off to his next class.

Jess felt pee running down her leg, mixing with the juices from her pussy. No one even looked twice at her as she peed a puddle on the floor. She rushed to her next class, biology. As she sat down, she found herself peeing again, and had to sit in her own juices as her desire for sex skyrocketed. Jess attempted to **** herself to focus, but kept getting distracted. She kept peeing, sending waves of pleasure through her body. Then, the pee would disappear, giving her relief, only for more pee to follow, increasing the pleasure. Halfway into the class, she stopped trying all together and just pleasured herself for the rest of the class, coming to orgasm over a dozen times.

She staggered out of the class, and did her best to stop from collapsing outside the door. As she walked to lunch, she felt a hand grope her breast. She turned, and seeing Kevin there, collapsed against his chest. Kevin led Jess outside, sitting here down on a bench by the entrance of the school. Jess didn't even seem to notice, or care, where she was.

"Are you ready to submit, my little genie slut?" Kevin asked.

Jessica gave an exhausted shake 'no', but she knew she couldn't take much more. Another class period like that would have her giving up anything for release. "Screw you. I'm not giving you the satisfaction you little-" Jessica began to rant, but was quickly cut off by Kevin's next wishes.

"I wish you could not make noise for the next 10 minutes. You don't want to submit? Alright then, I have just the thing to fix that. I wish you cannot orgasm without my permission. Also, I wish your skin is sensitive enough that a small breeze is capable of inducing orgasms."

With these words, Jessica's world became nothing but a myriad of pure pleasure. The bench on her but, when wind on her skin, the pee on her legs, all of it sent her to the very edge, but she couldn't cum despite how much she wanted to. She felt like she was going to explode, and it kept getting worse. She was peeing nonstop, without even enough control to stop a steady trickle from leaking out and setting more of her skin on fire with that burning, all consuming pleasure. She lost all concept of time and space, and knew in her core, that she needed to end this before she lost her mind. Barely able to collect the focus to speak she tried again and again to say the words that would end the relentless **** on her body, only to find she couldn't speak! Kevin noticed her attempt, however, and decided to show a little mercy.

"I wish you could speak, but any noises other that coherent words are still muted." he said.

"I submit to my master!" she yelled at the top of her lungs, desperately seeking relief.