Bikini

The door clicked shut behind me, the sound echoing in my ears like the final nail in my coffin. Jess's living room was pristine—white carpets, glass coffee tables, and family photos on the walls that mocked my current state. She sauntered over to a sleek white armchair, plopping down with a sigh and crossing her legs. The leash dangled from her fingers, a constant reminder of my submission.

"Shauna, honey, grab my phone," Jess said, her voice syrupy sweet but laced with authority. "I think our little doll needs an upgrade."

Shauna smirked, retrieving the phone from the couch and handing it to Jess. I watched in horror as Jess's fingers danced across the screen, her eyes gleaming as she navigated the mysterious app. My stomach churned, knowing I was powerless to stop whatever twisted idea she had next.

"Let's see... 'Enhancements,' 'Accessories,' 'Toys'..." Jess muttered, scrolling. "Ah, perfect. 'Intimate Inserts'—how fitting."

She tapped a few times, her grin widening. "Size... Large. Texture... Ribbed. Lubrication... Minimal. And let's add a little remote control for fun."

My eyes widened in terror as the app processed her request. A familiar heat washed over me, but this time it centered on my rear. The dildo already inside me began to shift, expanding and stretching me painfully. I gasped, my hands flying to my ass as the rubber thickened, the ribs digging into my walls. The pressure was immense, forcing me to bend forward slightly, my breath coming in ragged pants.

"Oh, that's better," Jess purred, tapping the screen again. "Now for the outfit."

The air shimmered around me once more. The micro skirt and tube top dissolved, replaced by a tiny string bikini that barely covered my essentials. The top was nothing more than two small triangles of neon pink fabric that barely contained my chest, the strings tying behind my neck and back. The bottom was even worse—a thin strip of fabric that disappeared between my cheeks, connected to a small patch in front that left little to the imagination. The bikini was so skimpy it felt like I was wearing nothing at all, the cool air brushing against my exposed skin making me shiver.

"Much better," Jess said, admiring her handiwork. "Now for the fun part."

She tapped the screen one last time, and a small remote materialized in her hand. My eyes locked on it, dread pooling in my stomach. Jess's thumb hovered over a button labeled "Vibrate."

"Let's test it out, shall we?" she said, pressing the button.

The dildo inside me roared to life, buzzing violently against my prostate. A sharp cry escaped my lips as my knees buckled, pleasure and pain warring within me. The vibrations sent shocks through my body, making my muscles twitch and my vision blur. I collapsed to the floor, writhing as the intensity increased.

"Look at him go," Shauna laughed, nudging Jess with her elbow. "He's like a fish out of water."

Jess giggled, turning the dial up another notch. My back arched, my hands clawing at the carpet as the dildo hammered my insides. Tears streamed down my face, mingling with the smeared makeup, but I couldn't deny the traitorous stirrings of arousal building in my groin.

"Stop, please," I begged, my voice cracking.

Jess just smirked, turning the vibrations higher. "Not until you beg properly. Say 'Mistress Jess, please let your worthless slut cum.'"

I hesitated, my pride warring with the overwhelming sensations. Another jolt from the dildo broke my resolve.

"Mistress Jess, please let your worthless slut cum!" I cried, the words tumbling out in a rush.

Jess laughed, but instead of stopping, she cranked the dial to maximum. I screamed as the dildo pistoned inside me, my body convulsing as orgasm tore through me. Cum spurted from my cock, staining the pink bikini and pooling on the white carpet.

"Pathetic," Jess said, finally turning the remote off. She stood up, yanking the leash. "Clean up your mess, bitch. With your tongue."

The girls howled with laughter as I, trembling and humiliated, lowered my face to the carpet. The taste of my own cum filled my mouth as I lapped at the stain, the dildo still throbbing inside me. Jess watched, her eyes dark with satisfaction.

"Good boy," she said, patting my head. "Now let's see what other toys I have in my closet."