Pairs the implant to his phone

At your begging, Ryan wastes no time. He whips out his phone and starts tapping and scrolling. You lose track of time, even over the course of a few seconds, but watch as he installs the implant app and transfers control over from your phone to his. Just barely, you register a small vibration in your pussy once the pairing is complete. You moan in defeat. He turns his phone to face you and you see that he's quickly found the security settings and installed a password. There's no way for you to reclaim ownership without that password. In your current state, however, you don't care.

"Fuck, fine (oh ugnh). Just fuck me please!" you sob. Ryan grabs some scissors from a drawer and cuts the ropes binding your arms. As soon as they're free, you lash out to grab him, but he jumps back. You growl in frustration and need, and reach around to undo the rest of the ropes as quickly as possible. In the corner of your eye, you see him stripping again and getting comfortable in bed, scrolling idly through his phone.

After an exerted struggle, you free yourself from the last of the ropes and jump up, almost immediately buckling from being weak in the knees. You lock eyes with Ryan.