Searching...

I couldn't find anything I could use in the bathroom. It was gross, but even after completely searching the bathroom garbage, I came up empty.

Stepping out into the hall way, I could hear Steph downstairs in the kitchen. I decided to risk it and check her room. I checked the garbage bin she had in her room, I checked her desk, by her bed... I couldn't find anything.

I heard Steph come up the stairs and began to panic that she would find me in here, but I heard a door close, probably the bathroom door. I had only a minute or two to continue looking for-

I stopped moving and stood up straight. Why did I stop? Why did I just raise my arm? I don't- Oh no. I left the doll on my desk, and the camera was still on at my desk. Steph must have went into my room and was now looking at me... She's probably put two and two together. I'm so screwed...

My arm lowered, and I fell on the floor. She must be still trying to figure out how to manipulate the doll correctly. I tried my earnest to fight it, but I knew it was impossible. I had witnessed it myself. All I could do was shake my head.

I was standing again in a flash. I could feel her fingers on the doll, on my body. She was coming up with a way to humiliate me, no doubt.

Only a moment went by before I was tearing off my clothes against my will. Looks like she wanted to give me a taste of my own medicine, and there was nothing I could do to stop her. It was humiliating, I knew who how she felt. A small part of me couldn't help but be aroused though...

I guess that was visible to her on the camera now, because I was completely naked in her room and she had a perfect view of my hard-on. My hands began to move on their own once again, shooting towards my dick. I was masturbating. Feelings of humiliation were present, but I couldn't help but be turned on. My sister was doing this to me, just as I had done to her. Did she get anything out of this? Was it just **** or something more?

I stopped jerking off. I slapped myself in the face. I slapped my dick. I slapped my ass. I guess she was having fun. I was a **** to her will, my body was nothing but a puppet for her to manipulate. I fell to the floor on my knees, and my right hand shot back to my dick and began to jerk me off again. It felt so unnatural, like being a passenger in your own body. That familiar feeling of climax was building up inside me, and I could do nothing to stop it.

After a minute of this, I heard myself say "wow". I didn't say this of my own free will, which could only mean that my sister had discovered that you could speak commands to the doll. That's just great...

My hands stopped pleasuring me and I laid on the floor on my back. I was frustratingly close to finishing, but could do nothing but obey the dolls command.