Remote Control

Silke was still sitting naked on Jonas’ bed after coming out of the shower. Jonas didn’t reply immediately. When the message came, it sounded calmer and more thoughtful than usual.

Silke read the message and frowned slightly. She typed slowly.

Silke stared at the phone. She didn’t know about the egg. Jonas had never told her about it. She stood up, went to his dresser and opened the bottom drawer. All the way at the back, under some old T-shirts, lay a small black case. She opened it.

Inside was a matte black, relatively large vibrating egg with instructions and a QR code for the app. It looked high-quality. And expensive.

She went back to the bed and wrote.

Silke held the egg in her hand and weighed it. It felt heavy and well-made. She bit her lower lip. The idea of being remotely controlled by Jonas all day — without knowing when it would suddenly start vibrating strongly — sent a shiver down her spine. At the same time, she felt how aroused she was becoming.

She answered after a while.

Silke stood up. She was still naked. With the egg in her hand she went into the bathroom, closed the door behind her and sat down on the closed toilet lid.

She downloaded the app, connected the egg via Bluetooth and followed the instructions. After a few minutes Jonas’ name appeared in the user list. She gave him full control.

Shortly afterwards the egg vibrated once briefly in her hand — a test.

Silke looked at the egg in her hand. She took a deep breath, spread her legs and slowly pushed it inside herself. It slid in relatively easily because she was still wet. It felt full. Strange. But also exciting.

She wrote back.

Silke stood up and felt the egg move slightly inside her with every step. She went back to Jonas’ room to get dressed.

Silke stood in front of the mirror in the morning and put on the black jumpsuit Jonas had asked for. It was tight, had a zipper in the back and felt good on her skin. She didn’t think about it any further. She just wanted to get going.

The vibrating egg was already deep inside her. She had inserted it as agreed and added Jonas as a user. As she left the house, it vibrated once briefly — a silent “hello” from him.

The day quickly turned into something she had never experienced before.

Jonas seemed to know exactly when she was in a situation where she couldn’t just leave or hide. The egg was never randomly strong. It was always activated at the most inconvenient moments.

Situation 1 – Morning, in the kitchen with Max

She was standing in the kitchen making coffee when Max came in. He leaned against the counter and started talking about his last vacation. Silke listened and nodded occasionally.

Suddenly the egg started. Medium strength and pulsing.

Silke flinched slightly. She pressed her thighs together and tried to keep breathing normally. Max kept talking while the egg vibrated deep inside her. She had to smile and say something now and then, even though her body was slowly going crazy. Her face grew warm. She couldn’t just walk away without looking weird.

Only after almost two minutes did Jonas switch it off again. Silke let out a shaky breath.

Situation 2 – On the bus to university

The bus was worse. It was full and loud. She stood at the very back. The egg suddenly switched to a much stronger level.

Silke gasped and held on to the handrail. The vibration was deep and intense. She immediately wrote to Jonas.

He didn’t reply. Instead it got even stronger.

She pressed her legs together and tried to breathe calmly. Her body reacted quickly. She could feel herself getting wet and an orgasm slowly building. She wrote to him again, this time more urgently.

Again no reaction. The egg continued vibrating on high. She was right on the edge, her legs already trembling slightly, when Jonas suddenly switched it off completely.

Silke leaned heavily against the handrail. She was relieved and at the same time extremely frustrated. Her body was throbbing. She had been so close.

Situation 3 – At university, seminar room

In her seminar she was sitting in the second row. The lecturer was talking about a topic that required concentration. Suddenly the egg started vibrating again. This time in irregular, unpredictable pulses.

Silke bit her lower lip. She couldn’t move without drawing attention. She sat completely still, hands on the table, trying to look normal. The egg vibrated sometimes stronger, sometimes weaker — exactly enough to drive her close to madness, but never quite letting her cum.

She tried to write to Jonas, but didn’t dare use her phone for long. Someone might have seen it.

Only after almost ten minutes did it become weaker again.

Situation 4 – In the hallway, with a fellow student

Later she was walking down the hallway talking to a fellow student about a group project. In the middle of the conversation the egg started again — this time strong and constant.

Silke tried to keep talking normally while her body grew hotter and hotter. She could feel her nipples getting hard under the jumpsuit. She had to pull herself together not to moan or run away. The fellow student kept talking, completely oblivious, while Silke was melting inside.

It wasn’t until around lunchtime, when she was sitting on the toilet trying to collect herself, that something dawned on her.

She looked down at herself.

The tight black jumpsuit. The zipper in the back. To get to the vibrating egg, she would have to take the entire jumpsuit off. Here, at university. In a public toilet. — she would have to pull it all the way down to remove the egg or adjust its position.

A skirt would have been much better. With a skirt she could have simply pulled up the hem and reached the egg.

But Jonas had specifically suggested the jumpsuit.

Silke stared at her reflection in the toilet mirror and suddenly felt very hot. He had done it on purpose. He wanted her to have no way of simply removing or adjusting the egg. She was supposed to feel it all day long — with no escape.

And exactly that realisation made her even hornier.

She leaned against the wall of the toilet stall and took a deep breath. Between her legs it was throbbing. The egg lay still inside her, but she knew Jonas could activate it again at any moment — and that there was nothing she could do about it without completely undressing.

She wrote to him.

Silke looked at the message and felt the heat rise to her face. She answered honestly.

Silke put the phone away and left the toilet stall. The jumpsuit hugged her body tightly. The egg rested deep inside her.