Ryan has taken over

You struggle to open your eyes, still drowsy. You feel soft and sore. Blinking and looking around, you find yourself in Ryan's bed. The light has dimmed in the room; it must be an hour or two later. He's taken the time to cover you with a blanket, which is kinda nice, but as you go to move, your pussy throbs from the pounding it took. You feel a little lightheaded, and see a bottle of water placed on the nightstand. Grabbing it, you drink deeply and feel immediately better. You put it back next to your phone.

Your phone! You snatch it up, remembering what happened right before you passed out. Maybe it's not too late...? Your heart drops as you open it. The app is gone. Completely. Ryan must have somehow migrated it over to his phone while you were out. The reality of your situation sets in. Oh god. Your pussy is completely under the control of your friend. He can do whatever he wants with you, almost literally. Part of you feels like sobbing, but another part gets warm despite your state. Being under control like this is... kinda arousing. You have to admit that getting tied up and **** to be **** was really fucking hot. You'd never admit it to anyone, but maybe this could be kinda fun.

Your feelings become conflicted again as Ryan walks back into the room. "Oh hey Alex, you're up." You blush. Ryan looks like his regular old self, but he seems to be holding himself more confidently now. You feel your heart flutter too, likely due to your new situation with him. "Looks like you've noticed what I've done. The app is now on my phone, and password-protected. No sneaking in to take it back; only I can give it back now, and that means that you're mine..."