Erica summons you

Almost immediately, you lose track of time. The pauses between the throbs in your dick help at first, but they become more and more frequent and you can't count any more. Your voice gets raspy from moaning and your muscles tense and relax helplessly. Your chest heaves slightly as you breathe, your pert tits rocking back and forth, nipples standing at attention. None of it is able to draw your attention away from the sensation in your cock. You haven't spent a long time with it, but you get the sense that erections don't normally last this long, nor are this powerful. You think you would have gone numb by now from the constant stimulation, but the implant probably is preventing that too. It's oh so clear how much power Erica has over you now. She really does own you. You are her... toy. Her sex ****. Her little dickgirl slut. That thought surprisingly fills you with a warm feeling. You like being Erica's little dickgirl slut.

The minutes tick by as your brain melts in pleasure. Breaking through the silence, your phone blips. You're ready to ignore it, but you suddenly feel the current come to a stop. Ignoring the soreness of your muscles, you immediately lunge for your cock, wrapping both hands around it and stroking with all of your might, howling in frustration when the sensations don't change. You pull on your dick, stroke the head, grip with all your strength, but the pleasure doesn't abate or increase. It's like you have no effect at all. You relax your hands, allowing your palms to feel the heat emanating from your member. It pulses. You sob at your helplessness.

Your phone blips again. Turning to look at the screen with weary eyes, you see that Erica texted you. You quickly grasp the phone and read. 'How's my little ****? If you'd like to feel release tonight, come to the following address wearing only one item of clothing. Be here in the next 10 minutes or you'll never cum again :)' Immediately, your mind switches into high gear. You need to cum. You'll do anything. Even if you need to meet your mistress in some random place. Quickly standing up, you almost collapse as you go lightheaded. It's difficult to walk as your cock strains outwards, swaying side to side. Thankfully, the pulsing has stopped, but your pleasure hasn't gone down at all. You give your shaft a tentative squeeze. Nothing. Groaning, you quickly rifle through your closet, looking for something that will cover you. You find a white sundress with a subtle floral print. It's not as long as you'd prefer, but you can't waste any more time. Pulling it on, you look up directions to the address. It's close. You realize that it's still in the student residential area. At least she's not making you take the bus in your current condition.

With the route set in your head, you rush out the door, moving fast to avoid running into any neighbors. You get in the elevator and it starts to move down. Given a brief moment to collect your thoughts, your pulse quickens again. What are you doing?! You're almost naked, heading out into public. In your rush you forgot your phone AND your keys. Looking down, you see your dick clearly tenting the front of your dress. A small dark spot is forming at the tip as your precum leaks out.