The girls have already taken care of everything, of course.

The lady cop is kneeling on the living room floor, arms folded below her clearly enhanced tits, a VBG set keeping her wrists tied to her ankles, and a Magic Mouth Gag in the form of a big red ball gag muffling her angry screams of protest. Other than a furious expression, she's wearing nothing at all, leaving her ebony skin completely exposed. Gorgeous phoenix-wings tattoos cover most of her back, and her body is a pleasant mixture of curvy hourglass and toned muscles.

"So how the hell did you get her like this?" you ask the proud trio standing over her. "Well, Miss Isa was using some of your toys on Sharon and I when she barged in on us. They all have a passive effect that the intended victim can't resist if we want to use them on her. So we just kind of put them on her while she tried to arrest us for **** Diva. I don't think she knows that she is even tied up right now," Wanda responds, patting the bound woman on the head.

"Wait, Diva!? Did she call the cops on me?" you say, suddenly angry. You hastily run down the mental list of commands you had given her. You told her not to break free, not that she couldn't call for help. Shit. "She even waited to get away from the house before doing it. Little bitch! And my ring is still out for repairs too... I'm gonna fuck her up soooo goddamn bad!" you rant. Isa reaches over to you and puts a hand on your shoulder. "Deep breaths darling. Relax. You'll find a way to fix this," she says soothingly. You smile gratefully at her as you take a couple of breaths. Still stressful but you do feel a little better.

"OK, so my ring isn't due back for another couple of hours. The Clone ring cant issue commands like the normal ones... We'll have to use the other toys I already have to fix this. **** a cop will just make things difficult so what do we got that can deal with this?"

"Well Miss Isa has her-oof!" you raise an eyebrow as your stepmom elbows your assistant in the stomach. "What's that about?" you ask suspiciously.

"Well Wanda was clearly thinking of your mother's Hypno Cock Ring. But she took that with her to work. So we do not have any cock rings right now," she says, giving Wanda a stern look. "Oh, yes, right. Sorry. Um. Well we have everything in their current catalogue, the Nipple Ring, the gags, the Switch-"

"That's it! I keep forgetting I have that... Sharon grab it for me. If we put her in submissive mode she literally can't resist being ordered around. As for Diva, she's addicted to my cum and hasn't had any since this morning. I think **** is a dish best served cold-turkey." Sharon darts off to grab your Switch while you dial Diva's number on your cell phone.

You congratulate yourself for giving her an order to always pick up when you call as she instantly answers. "H-hello?" she asks in a very small voice. Clearly she recognized your number in the caller ID.

"Clearly you don't understand how our relationship works. You don't get just how much you need me. So congrats, you're free to go." You hold the phone away from your ear as she screams in joy. "Yes, yes, sounds like you win, right? No more slavery, no more sissification, no more cum, and no more cumming! I'm not reverting any of the changes on you, you little bitch! So without me you'll never have permission to cum again, you'll never get my cum again, and you'll stay a tiny dick sissy addicted to anal, so unless you can work up the courage to find some guy to fuck your ass you'll never even have sex again! If you really want to come back to me, you'll be here tonight as the very girliest sissy you can make yourself into, begging for me to punish you! And if you call the cops or anyone else on me again you'll just tell them you've been naughty and need a spanking. Have fun Diva!" You hang up as she suddenly breaks out into a string of **** apologies. "There, she has to fend for herself for the rest of the day. Now she gets to see how hard being a girl can get, all on her own. That'll show her for betraying me!"

Isa nods in approval and Wanda simply marks the task for you on her HUD's scheduler. "Do you think there may be a problem with her actually coming back, Mistress?" she asks. "Eh, she'll be so cum-starved she'll be begging to come back soon anyways. With the amount I've been feeding her over the last couple of days she's gonna have the worst withdrawal symptoms. Oh yeah, better text Paige to give her the news. "

You send her a quick text letting her know about the situation just as Sharon returns with your Dom/Sub Switch. Paige's response is a paragraph long rant about wasting her day on your sissy but you let her know to ditch Diva and come back for her evening fucking. Since Paige was her ride, Diva will be stuck getting an Uber and going around in public while dressed up as a girl. A little more humiliation to dump on her.

"One mess down, one to go," you say as you tap the little orb to set it to Sub mode. The bound woman squirms as you approach but goes still the second you press the Switch into her naval. She seems to huddle in place, the fire gone from her eyes. "Alright lady, you're now my new pet cop. Got it?" She nods frantically. "Good. First thing you're gonna do for me is call the station and tell them it was just an asshole trying to get back at his ex. You're going to stay a while to scare him a little but it's too much of a hassle just to arrest him." She nods again and you carefully take the ballgag out of her mouth. "OK, get to it Officer...." you glance down at her name tag on top of the pile of her clothing. "Cadence. Do exactly what I said, or else." Not the most unique threat you can make but her willpower is zeroed out and she flinches as if you had struck her. Nice.

She rattles off some police jargon into her radio as you lean over to Wanda. "You know her at all?" "Not really. Just another face in the office, so to speak." Cadence quiets down finally and just sits there shivering, so you stride up to her and draw yourself up to look even taller and more intimidating. "Now just to make it clear how far you'll go for me, I want you to eat me out here and now."

She buries her head into your snatch without protest, and while she's clearly inexperienced, the sight of your cock draped across her buzz cut was pretty nice. "Mmm, not bad, but not great either. Girls, show her how it's done. You eat her out, Wanda, and you get to eat Wanda out, Sharon, and Isa, you get Sharon." The trio eagerly form a sexy cunnilingus train, and the view from your position is just beautiful.

You're really not getting much out of the woman between your legs, sadly, so you compensate by jerking yourself off. Your enlarged member is more sensitive due to the dual ****, and you cum twice in rapid succession, coating her face with girl-juice with your spunk arcing over her to splatter on Wanda.

You break away from the woman and wipe the cum oozing from your member down her face, leaving a slimy trail. "I'm gonna go get some gaming in while we wait for my ring to be fixed. You girls show her a good time until mom gets home. If Paige comes home first, have her clean off the new girl then come to me for her dinner." The various responses are muffled, with Cadence merely whimpering in pleasure as she was eaten out.

With that taken care of, you excuse yourself to your room. Where you are just in time to see your ring pop up from a little portal on your desk. "You've got to be kidding me," you groan as you grab it. There's a little note attached to it that you automatically go to discard as a useless receipt, but something in your gut tells you that you should probably read it, just in case.

"Due to the critical damage from the burnout, not fully repairable, blah blah blah, your financial state has improved dramatically, (how the hell do they know?), you already own most of the variations, hah, right, so you have been upgraded to the Omni-Type MCR, available only to our best customers, for only a small fee of HOLY SHIT that's a lot of money," you skim over most of the legalese jargon and jump straight to the important parts. Your ring looks exactly the same as always under your sudden scrutiny, but suddenly it feels a lot heavier. "Well, I DO have the money. And it was going to happen sooner or later any ways," you say as the thought seems to pop into your head.

"Well, it looks like gaming will have to wait," you say as you slip it on, feeling giddy at your new options available to you.