Not when they can keep going

Maybe if you could speak your tell them they’d done enough. Maybe if the voices weren’t praising your desire to be bound and dronified you’d want to tell them to stop, that there was still game night... but whatever the reason, you don’t tell them to stop, so of course they didn’t.

They bent your arms up behind you, clipping the wrists together then clipping that to the back of your collar. Maybe if your fingers weren’t slippery gloves you could undo it, but you didn’t even try. Then they added a short leash to the front of your collar so they could better lead and position your body. Both of these things, while leaving you vulnerable, were nothing to what was coming.

Your hardened cock they slipped in a latex black sheath, removing the most obvious uncovered skin left. This wouldn’t have been too bad except for a sudden vibration, making you realize the twos remote that controlled the hypnosis also controlled the new overwhelming sensation. This left only your ass exposed, your ass that had only had one finger inside it before...