Yes

"Sir, it's..." you trail off, still holding the position.

"Speak up." He commands. Compelled to obey, you explain. "I have an implant, sir. In my... pussy. It allows me to control it with my phone. I turned it on before the exam started. Before you... took my phone away." Your head hangs as your cheeks flush again with embarrassment. "I'll be damned," Patrick says in surprise. "I had heard about the new implant, but I didn't think it was real..." He goes to your bag and retrieves your phone. After you give him the password, he opens it up. You can't help but look at his face. His eyes light up as he looks at the app and gives it a few scrolls. He looks back at you. "Is that why you're acting like this?"

You pause. "I'm not sure, sir. Ever since the pleasure has been turned on, my mind is all... foggy. My thoughts are horny. I think about touching myself. About getting fucked. About begging to get fucked. I want it so bad. Please fuck me, sir? Please let me be your little toy? My cunt is so needy..."

He looks thoughtfully at you as your face pleads. While you want to touch yourself, you also feel compelled to obey, so you stay put.