Self-degradation

"Oh this one is a lot of points. I wonder what it means though..." You try to stop her, but Erica taps on the screen.

Immediately, you lose control over yourself and are **** to speak, words flowing from your mouth in your voice but completely out of your control.

"I am a slutty little **** girl and I live to serve you, my owner. I'm a submissive little plaything and I will do anything you ask of me, no matter how degrading. I want you to use me up, fill my holes, **** my body. I want you to cover me in your fluids, your cum, your spit, whatever you want. I am a sexy little cumrag that is yours to use. Please fuck me and my tight little holes. Please use my body for your pleasure until I can't take it any more and I'm screaming for mercy. I am a worthless sex toy, a slutty object, and I am completely yours."

As you speak, you hear the words and your blush deepens until you can actually feel the heat on your cheeks. Despite yourself, you feel a heat start to rise in your pussy, driven on by the humiliation. You look slowly up at Erica, still fully clothed, who looks down on you with a shocked face, a soft red coming to her own cheeks as well. You can't bring yourself to say anything, keeping your mouth closed in case you say something even worse by accident.

"Holy. Shit." She finally says. "You didn't come up with that just now, did you?" You shake your head. "Does this thing actually control you?" She asks.

"I- I think so..." you mumble. "I felt it earlier too when you pressed the other options. It was like my body was moving on its own..." Erica lets out a low whistle. "Wow," she says, shocked. "This is a real powerful piece of technology, your implant. Well, my 'slutty **** girl'," she teases, "at least you're almost done. You should have almost enough points to... huh?" She looks in confusion at the screen. Your heart skips a beat. "What? What is it?"