Wind her up and watch her go

Abby blinked a few times as she came back to reality. "What just happened?" she yawned, starting to stretch. Or at least, she tried to. It took another moment for her to realize her arms weren't in fact listening to her. Instead, they were cupping her breasts while her hands toyed with her nipples. She yelped in surprise, jumping to her feet, but no amount of effort could make her renegade appendages stop.

"What the hell is going on!? Are you doing this to me somehow?" she demanded, and Mina shrugged. "Apparently yes. But it's fine though, I'm just testing something." Abby's panic subsided despite the absurdity of that declaration. Mina said it was fine, and she trusted Mina completely. But that did nothing for her embarrassment as her hands tweaked and tugged at her nipples, making them stiff and hard.

"Can you please stop? This is really weird!" she begged, but Mina shook her head. "Can't stop yet. But can you tell me how it feels?" The goth girl was openly ogling Abby as she vainly tried to cease her ministrations. Abby was about to tell her off but instead felt compelled to answer the question. "I can't move my arms at all! It feels like something is pulling on them and making me do...this!" She tried to gesture at herself out of habit, before resorting to a pointed look down at her chest. Mina leaned forward attentively. "So you can't resist at all? Not even a little?" Abby shook her head. "I'm trying as hard as I can but I can't stop," she said, wincing as her right hand pinched her nipple roughly.

Mina looked thoughtful for a moment. "How about now?" she asked as Abby's left arm suddenly changed directions, snaking down her stomach towards her gym shorts. Abby barely had time to gasp before her hand slid into her pants, rubbing her slit through her panties. "It feels..." she blushed even deeper as the words **** their way out of her mouth. "Kind...of...nice. And I still can't move my hands at all." She stood there, playing with herself in front of Mina, helpless to resist as her legs spread themselves to give her hand easier access to her crotch. It was the most humiliating thing she had ever experienced in her life. But she couldn't deny how wet she was already. Or how incredibly turned on she felt as her limbs betrayed her.

"It's like a wet dream I had once where I was a character in a game. My body **** to act by whoever had the controller. Made to do...things, whether I liked it or not," she admitted. "It's...kind of a fantasy of mine."

Mina was positively salivating at the revelation. "So it turns you on to be controlled by someone?" she prodded. Abby nodded, looking embarrassed. Mina looked thoughtful again before getting up and running into Abby's room. She returned a few moments later with two things, the antennae headband from her android outfit and a wireless controller. Abby briefly ceased her groping to allow Mina to place the headband on her (and quickly feel up her chest again because why not) before she sat back down with the controller in her hands.

While Mina had been puppeting Abigail, the revelation of her secret fantasy had prompted a strange feeling in the threads connecting them. She wasn't exactly sure what had prompted her to grab these things, but she knew she could do something with them. Instead of simply pulling on the threads this time, it was more like stitching a pattern as she concentrated on the feeling and stretched out with her mind.

In her hands the controller's power light began to glow a soft purple, mirrored by the LED on the antennae turning from blue to purple, and Abby gasped as a surge of pleasure rushed through her body from the knots tied into her mind. This time Mina didn't need to pull on the threads as she simply maneuvered a joystick and Abby's arm rose up in response. Then she pressed a button and made her do a short hop into the air. She had woven the devices together with the threads in Abby's mind, using Abby's desire for it to happen. Abby still looked a bit embarrassed, but the pure arousal at her fantasy unfolding in real life was quickly winning out. She moaned as Mina maneuvered her arms up again and held down the trigger buttons, making Abby's hands latch onto her tits again, this time purely enjoying the sensation. "How do you like it now?" Mina asked again, a sly smile on her lips.

"Please...don't stop," Abby groaned out as her hands resumed playing with herself. Mina was content to let her continue for the moment, pondering the results of the experiment so far. It seemed like once the threads had been connected to a person's mind, manipulating them was like knitting or stitching actual threads. Like she was literally 'weaving' a spell. As for altering the controller and headband, that felt like sewing on a patch. There needed to be something there to work with first, in this case Abby's fetish, like how a patch was designed to be attached to a jacket or bag or something. Definitely something she would need to experiment further with.