Molesting Mia

Mia slowly woke to the feeling of something wet being rubbed against her pussy. It wasn't entirely unpleasant, but as she reached down to find what it was, her hand encountered nothing, just her damp pajama bottoms. With a start, she remembered the events of the last few days, and her deal with Troy.

Sarah had been unimpressed with her deal, outraged that Troy could just continue his **** unphased. But there wasn't much Mia could do. Not when she didn't know how far his powers spread. Thankfully Sarah had offered Mia her couch to sleep on again, but obviously Troy had disliked Mia sleeping elsewhere, because she had been harassed by gropes and caresses all night, keeping her restless and aroused for hours until she finally drifted off.

But now, a cold, slippery substance was being rubbed around Mia's pussy. She sat up, ready to text Troy and complain, but before she could do anything, the door to Sarah's room opened. Mia glanced over at the noise, and saw Sarah walk out, completely naked. Sarah glanced back at her and smiled, and Mia raised her eyebrows at Sarah and glanced down, purposely drawing Sarah's attention to her nudity. Sarah looked down at herself, blushed, then ran back to her room, returning moments later in a loose fitting t-shirt and a pair of panties.

"Sorry about that," Sarah said sheepishly, "I normally sleep in the nude."

"I should apologise," insisted Mia, "it's your house."

"I just don't want to make you uncomfortable," Sarah replied with concern, "especially with everything else going on."

Mia tried to focus on the conversation, but the feelings as Troy played with her pussy kept her distracted. Her pussy lips tingled as they were rubbed back and forth, the cold lube slowly warming up from friction and body heat.

"Sarah, I-I'm an adult. Just act like you normally would. I'll be f-fine." She stammered out.

Troy chose this moment to focus rubbing the lube directly on Mia's clit. Her body responded instinctively, her nipples hardening beneath her silky pajamas as her pussy started to clench.

Sarah looked at Mia questioningly, noticing her flushed face. "Are you okay, Mia?"

Mia mindlessly nodded, distracted by pleasure, doing all she could to hold in a small moan. "Ughh-"

Suddenly, all the stimulation from Troy disappeared, and Mia faintly heard her phone vibrate. Freed from the constant touches, she took a minute to recover her wits, and then remembered her deal about the selfies. She quickly fished out her phone from under the couch, and was devastated to find a series of missed messages from Troy. She might be in trouble.

*Mia, you're mine to control today*

*missing your beautiful face. Send me a selfie*

*Maybe a little stimulation to remind you who's in charge?*

*Don't test me Mia. I won't wait forever*

Those four texts must have been sent while she was asleep. There was one more text, but this one had an image attached. It was a photo of a rather large dildo, definitely way too big for Mia. Part of her wondered if Troy already had it, or if he had went and bought it just for her, but the answer didn't matter. The dildo was covered in little nubs aimed to increase pleasure, and Mia couldn't help but squirm imagining them inside of her.

Along with the photo was the text *Last chance, Mia*.

Realising what Troy intended, Mia knew she had to send him a selfie straight away. Looking up from her phone, she noticed Sarah looking at her, still waiting for a response.

"Sorry, just a sec" Mia said, before doing a quick self-check. She patted down her hair, then stretched her arm out and quickly took a selfie of her disheveled self, frowning at the camera. She opened the phone for editing, and cropped in above her hardened nipples before sending it to Troy.

Sarah as Mia used her phone. "Ugh, is that for the creep? Tell me again why you're playing along."

Mia took a deep breath. "I want to fight back, but I don't know how it works yet. I stole the doll, and suddenly he had a fleshlight of me. What's to say I steal the fleshlight and he doesn't end up with a full size sex doll?"

"So we steal that as well!" Sarah replied fiercely.

"He's had control of my body this whole time; I'm just trying to stop him from doing worse. It's only supposed to be three days."

"And then what?" Sarah asked. Mia's phone buzzed in response.

The buzz of the phone was punctuated by fingers again rubbing lube along Mia's pussy lips, gently pushing into her opening. Worried, she looked at her phone, to see a new message from Troy.

*Too little, too late* Troy had sent, *Send me one topless, or face the consequences*.

Her phone buzzed again. *and uncropped*.

Mia stared at her phone and considered not responding to Troy's demands at all, to just ignore him. She looked back to Sarah, who now had a concerned expression on her face, and Mia blushed, embarrassed (and aroused). Maybe Sarah was right, her deal with Troy had been foolish. She left Troy on read, and the fingers that were playing with her pussy soon stopped. Maybe he was bluffing after all.

Mia placed the phone back down on the couch, and looked back up to Sarah. "We need to make a pla-"

Mia gasped as she felt the rubber tip of the dildo being pushed against her entrance. Troy hadn't been bluffing. She clenched and pushed, but it was no use as Troy began to slowly work the dildo into her pussy, inch by excruciating inch. She felt the little nubs rubbing against her insides, individually at first, and then overwhelmingly all at once as the dildo got further inside her. Mia clutched Sarah's arm as she felt the toy stretch her open, her eyes watering. She groaned in exertion, but she couldn't stop the dildo. Troy had control.

Knowing what she had to do, Mia quickly grabbed her phone, and stood up on wobbly legs. She took a deep breath and made her way to the bathroom, stopping each step to collect herself as the toy made it further inside, her heart pounding with panic and arousal. Sarah, confused, called after her. "Mia?"

Once in the bathroom, Mia removed her thin pajama shirt, revealing her perky breasts to the mirror. She steeled herself, opened her phone camera, and took a topless mirror selfie, looking flushed and aroused, nipples poking out hard. She texted it to Troy with the message *happy, perv?*

It took a moment, but Mia felt the dildo slowly being pulled back out of her. The sensation of it being removed was just as stimulating as when it was being pushed in, and she leaned against the wall until it was fully out of her. Her phone dinged.

*Nice tits, but it's time to get dressed. You have classes today*