Yes Ma'am, No Ma'am, One Ass Pugged Ma'am

Kim woke up to a message that opened many opportunities for her. She lay in bed staring at her phone with a contemplated smile. What should she do about this?

Jennifer: My Owner? Sorry for the early text. I have a request. Plz. Today, I am back 2 classes and I really need 2 be able 2 attend them. Can you not use the portals during classes? Plz.

This was an unexpected request but made a lot of sense in retrospect. Still it was Jennifer reaching out for something and Kim wanted to capitalise on it. She needed to act carefully.

Me: I want something.

Jennifer: Of course. What can I give u, My Owner?

Me: Your class schedule. I want to know what you want me to work around.

Kim already had the stolen copy from Woody. She did not need it from Jennifer. But this was a test. Time to see if Jennifer would be truthful or not. There was incentive to lie. Make up a number of classes and try to bargain for more time without being harassed.

Of course, Kim had already shown she knew more about Jennifer's day to day life than an average person. Partially to keep her on her toes but also to throw suspicion away from the owner of her toy being so distant. She had no idea how much Jennifer had picked up on it or what she was thinking but she may be cautious and give her the real schedule. She certainly must have been debating it, for how long it took for her to get back to Kim.

Jennifer: Here u go, My Owner.

Sure enough the proper class schedule was attached. Kim was almost impressed. One of two options, Jennifer was really willing to bargain here or she was being cautious. Either way this was an opportunity. Kim had to use it wisely.

Me: This looks right. Well done.

Jennifer: Thanks. So we have a deal?

Me: Nope.

Jennifer: wdym? I gave u the class schedule.

Me: You did but I never said anything about giving you something in return. Just that I wanted it. I appreciate the forethought though.

Jennifer: Fuck u!

Me: Fine. Have fun in class. Or are you going to skip them? I promise you, it won't get any better with time.

Jennifer. No plz… I'm sorry.

Jennifer: Plz I can't miss classes.

Jennifer: What can I do to make this work? My Owner. Plz let me know.

Me: I'll get back to you. Not very happy with that attitude. Need to think on this. Till then, don't divert from your schedule unless you let me know beforehand what you are up to.

Jennifer: Will you not use the portals during this time?

Me: Nope.

Kim put her phone aside and got up. She ignored it, buzzing with more messages from Jennifer as she walked out of her room. She needed to get ready for her own classes. Besides, it was good to let Jennifer sweat. It would only make her more ****.

It worked a treat on Jennifer, because with no reply to her texts all she could do was get ready for class. April had already been annoying her, checking in on her, bugging her with questions about what had happened at the hospital and asking if she needed anything. Jennifer had waved her off but she could see that April was suspicious.

She dressed more conservatively than usual. One of her thicker, padded bras along with a sports jersey to hide her nipples if they got hard. Long, leather pants, tight but unlikely to leak anything that may be dumped inside her holes and as a backup she took a leather pair of short shorts. Not as effective but they were a good backup option.

She completed the look with a flash silver belt and her pink cowboy boots. Jennifer could not resist adding that little flare to her outfit. She liked being the centre of attention too much. Dangerous, considering the predicament she found herself in.

She also wore her face mask. The oral portal was her biggest give away so she needed to cover her mouth. It fit well with her constructed lie of getting over being unwell. She was trying to put on a husky voice and pretend it was fragile in case she had to fake losing it later.

She made it to her biology class, seemingly without issue, only for Professor Khalid to wave her over before she could sit down. The Indian professor was dressed as always with her deep red blazer over the white blouse, skirt down to her knees with sheer pantyhose running down to red heels, wire framed glasses perched upon her nose and hair up in a bun.

"How are you feeling today Miss Wilson?"

"Better," Jennifer said in her best strained voice.

"You don't sound much better, but I suppose being able to talk at all is something," Professor Khalid said as she looked down at her digital watch before looking up at Jennifer. "Take a seat in the front, so I can keep an eye on you, and let me know if you need to step outside at any point. No one enjoys being sick but showing up to class anyway is a sign of dedication."

Jeenifer nodded as she very reluctantly took one of the front row seats. She had hoped to be near the back so she could hide any portal activity. At least here, she supposed she was close by the door. Settling into the lecture as Professor Khalid began, Jennifer found herself remaining on edge. All she could think about were the portals and if they would open in class. Just like last time…

She had to bite her bottom lip under her mask to suppress and groan as her imagination ran wild with those thoughts. At any moment one could open at her mouth, pussy or even her asshole and a dick could plunge into her. Not just any dick. Her Owner's perfect, thick, cock. She was almost salivating just thinking about it.

Not to mention how wet her panties must be getting. Jennifer felt a little flushed, as she got lost in the fantasies of being basically a free use set of holes for Her Owner. She completely disengaged from the lecture on human biology. Instead all she could think about was being fucked, right here and now, in front of all these people, her classmates, the professor and her TAs.

She squirmed around in her seat and fidgeted with her hands. Jennifer remembered this morning. Being woken at some ungodly hour by a cock jammed into her mouth. At first she had freaked out, as it was slammed into her, thrust between her lips, the tip tickling the back of her mouth before penetrating her throat and filling her so completely.

By the end of it though, she was left gasping as she choked on cum with her body all worked up and wanting for more. Jennifer had not gotten back to sleep after that. She had brought herself to an amazing orgasm with her vibrator before saying fuck it and getting up to get ready for the day. Ever since then she had been daydreaming of being violated again.

Despite this she had asked not to be used in class. Mostly out of practicality reasons but the mere prospect of it… fuck it was so hot. She dreaded it almost as much as she dreamed of it, and if only it would happen, then maybe she could… a hand touched her shoulder and she jumped.

"Are you alright, Miss Wilson?" Professor Khalid asked as she leaned into the younger woman. "I noticed you seem distracted and your face looks very… flushed. Do you need some air?"

"No… no… sorry," Jennifer said in a voice that did not sound quite as sick as she had before. She faked a cough and shook her head. "I'm fine."

"Okay," Professor Khalid said as she checked her watch. "But let me know if you need anything." She stepped away from Jennifer. "Now where were we? Oh right, the powerhouse of the cell. Mitochondria…" She continued her lecture and Jennifer tried to remain focused as she looked down at her empty notes.

She barely got a few words down before she felt it. The sensation of a portal opening. She let out a very small gasp as if formed at her asshole. Was Her Owner punishing her or did they just want to play with her rear hole? Either way, Jennifer was not happy about this.

Ignore her prior fantasies. Especially as she felt cold lubricant poured into her holes and then being swirled around with a single finger. Jennifer was biting her lip hard to try and contain herself.

She was already breathing heavily and her nipples were hard within her padded bra from this alone. The finger was almost teasing her as it circled her puckered hole, working lubricant into her as more of it was poured. Jennifer doubted she could hang on much longer. She raised her hand and caught Professor Khalid's attention.

"Yes Miss Wilson?"

"Ma'am… I need to step out and use the ahhhhhhhh…" Jennifer gasped as the finger penetrated her. It barely crested past her anal ring but it was enough to make her cheeks heat up and her body stiffen. "... Bathroom."

"You don't look well," Professor Khalid said as she reached forward and placed the back of her hand upon Jennifer's forehead. "You feel warm and clammy, breathing sounds ragged and your voice is still strained. You don't have any chest or back pain do you?"

"I… no… no. I don't," Jennifer struggled to get the words out as the fingertip continued to wiggle around inside of her. She could feel it spreading the lube around within her. She desperately wanted to pull out her phone and beg Her Owner to stop but dared not do that with Professor Khalid breathing down her neck. She had an idea what was coming next and it was not going to end well for her. "I think… I think I just need some air and maybe… maybe to throw up."

"Of course," Professor Khalid said as she pulled her hand back from Jennifer and checked her watch. She frowned at it before smiling kindly down at the woman. "Collect your things." Jennifer nodded as she gathered everything up into her purse, she barely noticed the professor turn to her TAs. "Take over the lecture, my notes should be on my laptop there, I'll make sure that Miss Wilson is okay."

"That's not necessary," Jennifer gasped out as she felt the finger press in deeply followed by even more lube being poured into her. She tried to stand only to stumble and almost fall over as the finger began to move again. Her legs were shaky and she could feel herself tremble.

"Clearly it would be unsafe for you to be alone Miss Wilson," Professor Khalid said as she swooped in and put an arm around Jennifer to stabilise her. "Your whole body is shaking and, yet, you are still flushed… I believe you have a fever. For your safety I will accompany you to the bathroom and make sure you are okay. Or would you rather I call an ambulance?"

"No," Jennifer groaned out as the finger picked up in intensity, it was working so hard to prepare her ass for something big. "Fine. But please… can we hurry?" Professor Khalid nodded and together they left with the professor supporting Jennifer.

Over with Kim, she had arrived early to the university. Having some time before class and knowing Jennifer was in the middle of her biology lecture, Kim had made a detour to the bathroom. In a stall she had opened her black leather purse and had pulled out Jennifer's toy along with a few other items. Chief among them was the bottle of lubricant.

Kim had used a great deal so far to prepare Jennifer's ass. Probably too much. But she enjoyed playing with Jennifer's hole too much. Her finger teasing and tormenting it as she added more and more lube, slowly exploring that rear hole, working it in and stretching her out. She could only imagine how Jennifer was fairing in class. Struggling to maintain her composure or rushing out to get away from the public while having her ass played with.

Kim giggled as she imagined both scenarios. She wished she knew more of what was happening on the other side of the portal. She considered turning on the sound like Raven had told her about. Being able to hear through the portal may give her some clue. But she was in public and did not think whatever sounds Jennifer may be making or experiencing around her coming out of a bathroom stall would be a good look.

Instead she just merely worked her finger in deeper and deeper, continuing to apply lubrication and stretch Jennifer out. It was well past the point that she needed to have the ass prepared for but Kim was in no rush. She still had time before class. But that did not mean she could do this all day. She pulled her finger out and gazed upon her work. That was one well lubricated asshole. It glistened in the fluorescent bathroom light.

Meanwhile, Jennifer whimpered as the finger being pulled out of her caught her offguard. She froze, Professor Khalid alongside her stopping. "Are you okay Miss Wilson? Any pain?"

"No… well… a little," Jennifer lied as she realised that Her Owner must be finally moving things along. "My stomach just…" She figured the next step after a slow and deliberate fingering like that, which worked so much lubricant into her asshole, had to be fucking said lubricated hole. And if that happened here and now, in this hallway, alongside Professor Khalid… there was no way she could hide it. "Please we need to get to a bathroom right now!"

"Come with me," Professor Khalid said as she wrapped her arm around Jennifer and whisked her away down the hall.

"The bathroom is the other way," Jennifer complained.

"There's a faculty on that is closer, over here," Professor Khalid proclaimed as she took Jennifer down the hall, around a corner, through a maintenance door and into a dimly lit hall that ended with a door. She pulled out a key and used it to open the door. Beyond it was a much nicer looking bathroom with a skylight, a small row of sinks and only a couple stalls. "Go, use a stall, I will be right out here."

Jennifer was too grateful to waste time trying to object to Professor Khalid sticking around. She knew any moment her ass would be getting a visitor. She rushed into the far stall as Professor Khalid leaned back against the sink checking her watch. Barging in, she locked the door behind her and tried to catch her breath.

Any moment now… any second now… she was going to get it. And somehow she had to keep quiet enough to not alert Professor Khalid to what was going on while continuing to fake being sick. How the hell was Jennifer going to manage that? Especially with what was about to be crammed into her poor asshole and then… she felt the tip of it pressing into her and flinched before gasping loudly.

"Are you okay in there?" Professor Khalid called.

"Yesssss," Jennifer hissed out. She was shocked at the feeling of not a cock but rather something else being shoved into her. It was firm and cool. Made of silicon. Bulbous like a dick but got thicker and thicker until it tapered off and she felt it slide between her cheeks and into her hole. It was clearly a sex toy…a butt plug… not that Jennifer had ever felt one before but she had seen them. She went to go for her phone only to realise that her bag was gone. "Do you um… ahhhhhh… have my… ohhhhh… bag out there?"

"I do," Professor Khalid said as Jennifer had to slap her hand over her mouth to muffle her whimper as the widest part of the plug was slowly pushed into her. "Do you need it? I can bring it in there if you need."

"Noooooooooo," Jennifer groaned out as the plug finally filled her. She was panting and puffing at this point. Yes, it was not as big as the cock that had brutally fucked her ass before, maybe as wide honestly, or wider, it was hard to tell while it was inside her without seeing it, but it had been worked into her so steadily and with care that Jennifer was honestly turned on. She felt like a bitch in heat once more. Hopefully it did not get worse.

"Okay, but remember if you need anything I am right out here. You sound like you are having a rough time."

It got worse. The plug started vibrating in her ass and Jennifer nearly lost her mind. She barely managed a hum of affirmation to Professor Khalid that sounded too much like a moan for her liking before she collapsed onto the lid of the toilet. Her leg had practically given out beneath her as they twitched about.

Jennifer had to bite down into the back of her hand to muffle her moans and whimpers as the butt plug in her ass buzzed about. How in the hell was she going to cope like this? She desperately wanted to text Her Owner. Beg for them to stop this. Offer anything and everything. But with her phone out of reach and Professor Khalid literally meters away there was little she could do but try and ride this out.

Kim looked upon her masterpiece with satisfaction. There it was. Jennifer's perfect little butthole, stuffed with Kim's own plug, the pink base of it almost swallowed completely by those beautiful, thick black cheeks. She enjoyed using her phone to make it vibrate and watching as those cheeks trembled. Jennifer was already clenching around it hard but the butt plug was going nowhere.

She had considered trying to close the portal now and make Jennifer connect the plug to her own phone and then handing Kim control. It would allow her to make better use of Jennifer's other holes. But she did not trust Jennifer enough yet to do this when Kim could introduce it to her in a way that gave her **** but to put up with it. Maybe she would offer that once Jennifer came to bargain like before. But she would need some solid reassurances from the woman.

Thinking of her, she wondered why Jennifer had not messaged yet. Maybe this was not enough. She turned the plug up. Still nothing. Kim felt a little frustrated by this and decided to send a message of her own. When there was no response she cranked it up a little more. Still nothing. It was getting awfully close to class time.

Kim decided to go with plan b. She shortened the pleasure unit down to the disk and then placed it in a sealed plastic sleeve. That should keep it from leaking any lube or sweat into her bag. She then placed it in a separate section of her black leather purse.

Kim decided to go to class. Jennifer would reach out eventually. Especially with a fully charged butt plug that Kim had no intention now of stopping till the batteries ran flat. That was at least a few hours and Jennifer had still half a class to get through, not to mention another one half an hour after that and a third in the afternoon. Teach her to ignore Kim.

Jennifer almost yelped as the plug jumped up in intensity. She had thought that initial vibration was the highest setting. She was wrong… dead wrong… and it only became more apparent when she heard her phone ding followed by another increase. She whimpered into the back of her hand. Despite the jump in vibrations, none of that was enough to get off. She reached down and fumbled with her belt.

She needed to get these pants off. She was too far gone to think of anything else. She somehow managed to undo the belt but taking them off was so much harder. The tight leather hugged her big, fat ass like nothing else. They were worse than jeans. Getting into them this morning had involved a lot of hopping around so it was almost impossible to do while sitting here in a toilet stall with a vibrating plug in her ass.

She whimpered, winced and moaned openly. Her whole body shaking and trembling as she fought her own pants. She froze at the sound of a tap on the door. "Are you okay in there Miss Wilson?" Professor Khalid said and Jennifer gasped. She had completely forgotten about the Professor. So absorbed in her own need and the feelings of these vibrations deep inside her. "Do you need some assistance?"

She opened her mouth to answer only to cry out instead. She slapped her hands over her mouth to muffle it but already she could hear the door rattling. "Miss Wilson? I am coming in." Jennifer watched, terrified as the door lock turned and the stall opened. Standing there was Professor Khalid with her key out seemingly having used it to open the stall. She held up her wrist with her watch on it and glanced between Jennifer and the device. "Which of the Deviant Desires devices do you have, Miss Wilson?"

Kim arrived at class and took her seat. There were more presentations today of their fictional business models. Kim had already presented last time so all she had to do was sit there and take part in the discussion questions. Easy enough to multitask between that and keeping Jennifer on edge.

She had been frustrated at the lack of response from Jennifer in the bathroom. Her anger had taken over as she cranked the vibrator up. But after cooling off on her walk over, she decided now to turn it back down. It was better to let Jennifer simmer. Maybe she would turn it back up when she finally responded to Kim. If not… well there were always worse things she could do.

Jennifer gasped at the question from her Professor. Her mouth opened and closed but all that came out were moans. She was almost annoyed when the vibrator turned back down. It gave her an ounce more brain power and she did not like the many thoughts that now raced through her head. She almost wished that she had cum instead, even if it was in front of her Professor. At least then she could be mindless for a moment.

"I don't have a… I mean… I don't know what…" Jennifer stumbled over her words but could tell from a look that Professor Khalid was not buying it. "How?"

"Quantom fields," Professor Khalid answered simply as she tapped her watch. "The physics of them are beyond my understanding but my watch has been fitted to detect them. A portal generates them and I noticed the watch logged them on friday after we ran into one another. I had to confirm my suspicions but your odd behaviour all but summed it up."

"Why… why do you have a watch that does… that?"

"Because I helped develop the technology Deviant Desires uses," Professor Khalid answered simply. "Well… the core technology was already developed but I am one of many very clever people who were contracted to work on additional features of the devices.

"My work was related to the human factor. The biology of placing portals within and upon the body and devolving safety features that would ensure no one was directly harmed by such a device without significant human interference. You have had some time to use the device. I am guessing you have noticed that you cannot suffocate from the oral setting nor can you cause any… accidents of the less than clean kind with the anal or vaginal setting. That would be rather… uncouth for the average user and not something Deviant Desires is interested in facilitating."

"I… yes I have noticed… the former… and I guess now that I think about it… the latter too," Jennifer answered, still too stunned to really take this all in. She moaned as the vibrations still affected her.

"Do you mind turning your portal device off for the moment while we talk?"

"I… can't."

"Can't? As in you are not in control of it." Jennifer nodded. "The device requires consent to be linked to you… there is a hefty user agreement and a number of safety features around **** and being in a state of sound mind. I am guessing you willingly agreed to that but either gave the device to another on purpose to control and use you or something happened to it."

"It… went to the wrong person… it's complicated and I don't really know… who or how, yet," Jennifer managed to get out,her cheeks burning. "I… I'm sorry it's really hard to think."

"What are they doing to you right now?"

"I… I don't want to say."

"Tell me or I start looking into the by-laws about sexual activity on campus, not to mention in class. You could get expelled for that."

"But it's not… this is ****… I'm a victim here."

"Maybe, maybe not. Though the legality around these issues is… murky to say the least, you did sign and agree to a release of your bodily autonomy to another in this retrospect. Whether that holds up in court or not is yet to be tested. And I am no lawyer but let me assure you the university would sooner kick your ass out than be brought into this when it finally does go to court."

"I… you're blackmailing me…"

"I'm offering the one thing it sounds like you have none of… help from someone who knows at least a little bit about this technology. Do you want it or not?

"Fine… they have a fucking butt plug in me. Happy?"

"Not yet. Just a butt plug?"

"It's vibrating," Jennifer grumbled as Professor Khalid looked like Christians had come early.

"And how are you finding it?"

"How's it look like I am finding it?" Jennifer snapped back only for Khalid to raise an eyebrow. "It's driving me fucking crazy, okay? One minute they are blasting my ass with enough vibrations to rattle my whole body and now they turned it down till I can just barely feel it… I am being teased and denied and it's nothing on what they have done to me so far but I… fuck I just want to cum."

"Then why don't you just do it? Make yourself cum."

"That's what I was trying to do," Jennifer sighed as she gestured down at her undone belt and her pants partially pulled down her hips. "But you barged in and…"

"Then let me help," Professor Khalid said and before Jennifer could object the Indian woman stepped forward and reached down to tug on the pants.

"I… fine," Jennifer gave in. The professor already knew. The cat was out of the bag. How much more embarrassing could being stripped by her professor be compared to her knowing that Jennifer was not only being fucked with but being fucked by a stranger, through these portals, on the regular?

Together they managed to pull her pants down to her ankles. Jennifer was left in her panties, a pair of red ones with black bows on them. There was a very clear wet stain in the front that Professor Khalid eyed with interest but Jennifer cringed at.

"Thanks," Jennifer said in a small voice as she looked up at the Professor. "You can leave now and I will just take care of…"

"No."

"No?"

"I'm going to stand right here and watch you get yourself off," Professor Khalid said. "Unless you want me to have a word with the dean."

Jennifer deflated in defeat. She had no fight left in her. All she wanted to do was get off and really how much worse could this be than what she had already been through. She whimpered but reluctantly reached down and began to rub her drooling cunt through the damp fabric of her panties. She looked up and saw this glint of victory in the eyes of her professor before looking back down in embarrassment.

Professor Kahlid smirked as Jennifer looked away. There was something so delicious in the woman's submission. She had clocked Miss Wilson from the moment she had stepped into her lecture hall. The arrogance of what some would have called a mean girl and her attitude were all there. The way she rolled her eyes during a lecture, how she talked to and interacted with the TAs like they owed her something, even the way she looked at everyone else, like they were beneath her.

Professor Khlaid hated that. She still remembered the same sort of women that had bullied and picked on the 'foreign girl' when she first came to study here as an exchange student. Back then she had not been able to fight back. She had endured the remarks, the physical conflicts even the **** and sexual ****.

By the end of it she was little more than their pet. Their toy. To humiliate and use. It was both **** and yet some of the most exciting years of her life as a college student. It all took place in the very sorority that Jennifer was a part of.

To Professor Khalid, Jennifer represented each and every one of those women, who like her, thought they were above everyone else. As much as Professor Khlaid may have enjoyed some of… most of, if she was honest with herself, what she was put through, her secret fantasy had always been to turn the tables on those arrogant birches.

Now she could live that out through Jennifer's predicament. Whoever had that portal device… they sure were some lucky bastard and maybe Jennifer deserved this.

"Move your panties aside… show me that stupid, fat pussy," Professor Khalid ordered. She could see the defiance in Jennifer's eyes but she was either too horny or too scared of the threat Khalid held over to to speak up. She pushed her panties aside and exposed her glistening cunt.

"Wow… it never ceases to surprise me how you American sluts are so dirty. Look at you, jilling yourself off on a toilet right in front of your professor while some bastard controls the toy they stuck in your fat ass. You're their whore. Whose then that, you're little more than their toy because at least whores get paid. And here they you are, practically drooling from this and you have not even stated fingerings yourself."

"I… please don't say that," Jennifer begged as her cheeks burned and she trembled.

"I'll say what I like. Now start finger fucking yourself, slut or I'll call security and we can go talk with the dean," Professor Khalid said as she pulled out her phone. "They are one mere phone call away."

"I… alright."

"Alright? Let's try this again. Say 'Yes Ma'm'.

"Yes Ma'am…" Jennifer said through gritted teeth and Professor Kahlid nodded.

"Well? What are you waiting for? Get your fingers in your dirty cunt."

Jennifer winced at the words but the stare from Professor Khalid made her act. She bright two of her fingers down and slid them straight in. She could not contain the moan she let out and she felt light headed as she began to thrust them in and out of her wet passage.

The moment she penetrated herself she could no longer hold back. Any shame, regret, embarrassment or hesitation she felt of doing this in front of her professor took a back seat to the pleasure she experienced, as she thrust her fingers in and out of herself. Her voice echoed around the bathroom as she squirmed about on the toilet.

She could not escape the gaze of her Professor. Even glancing away she still felt it. Those eyes behind the wire frame glasses bore down upon her as she shamefully finger fucked herself. All the while the vibrator thrummed within her ass. The dull vibrations were like background music to the show that she was putting on for her Professor.

Her pussy tightened around her fingers as her other hand came down to rub her clit. She knew this extra stimulation was just what she needed. Oh fuck… she gasped and then moaned loudly as she felt herself get off. All the while Professor Khalid watched with a sinister smirk.

Kim was still in class, thinking of ways to punish Jennifer for not answering her, when she got a notification on her phone. Not the one she had been hoping for. Instead of a message it was a request to connect to a new Bluetooth device. Kim glanced at the device name. 'MPPUX-3000'. Could that be the…

She turned the volume down on her phone and connected to the device. Immediately her phone began to download an app. The Deviant Desires app. Okay, that was promising. Once it was downloaded a message came through it. Kim opened it up.

Alice: Thank-you for downloading the new Deviant Desires App. We are beta testing what will become a new way of using our devices and rolling this app out to select users of our current products.

Alice: Congratulations Kimberly Heywood, on being chosen to participate in this beta program. Your user profile is already set up based on your past preferences and experiences. Feel free to make any changes.

Alice: Alert. Registered property, one Jennifer Wilson, has experienced one orgasm just now. Based on previous conversations, this alert has been put in place. You may adjust or switch it off in device settings through the app.

Kim blinked. That was interesting. She had a lot to look through, all of a sudden, but it seemed like this app was going to be very useful to her. A treasure trove of information it seemed. She tapped a message back to Alice.

Me: Thanks Alice. Did she cum from the butt plug alone or something else?

Alice: External stimulation separate from that of the non-Deviant Desires device was recorded. Along with strong mental arousal. Probability of that being the real reason she achieved orgasm, 97 percent chance.

Kim frowned at this as she checked the time. Jennifer still had ten more minutes left of class. She doubted she could have done that while in class. It annoyed her that Jennifer had made herself cum when Kim was trying to keep her on the edge. But once more she had not ordered her to deny herself nor had she warned her of punishment for it.

There was still something to be said of punishing her for ignoring her texts. That was going to happen. But Kim was not sure how to act on these frequent avoidance of being denied from cumming.

It was frustrating because Kim just wanted to control Jennifer. She did not want to order her not to cum, she just wanted the ability to say no whenever Jennifer would cum. Maybe there was something else from Deviant Desires to employ? Kim would have to talk with Raven about that.

Back in the bathroom with Jennifer, Professor Khalid watched in amazement as the younger woman before her came on her own fingers. She looked so sexy like that. Knees spread wide, pants balled up around her ankles, sweat dripping down her dark thighs, her pussy glistening around those fingers as they plunged into herself, face flushed with eyes shut tight and lower lip trembling. She could not help but snap a picture with her phone.

"What was… did you just take a pic of me?" Jennifer gasped out as her eyes flew open at the sound.

"I did," Professor Khalid said as she looked at the photo with a smirk. "Consider it some insurance. Because you are right. I am blackmailing you, not to mention breaking so many of the university's code of conduct rules, good luck proving any of that though."

"You said you were going to… help me," Jennifer was shaking with rage as she came off of her orgasm. The annoying toy was still buzzing about in her ass but she had a clearer head after that orgasm.

"And I will but I want to make sure you don't do anything stupid. You take me down, this goes out there, understood?"

"Yes…" Jennifer whimpered and Khalid cleared her throat. "Yes… Ma'am."

"Good girl. Now I have some ideas of how to help you but first let's get you to my office. You can hide out there for the day. Maybe try and do some work. I will let your Professor's know you are sick and have them forward any martial or assignments to your email. But I need something from you first."

"What more could you want?" Jennifer almost spat, she was so annoyed and sick of being put under someone else's thumb.

"Your attitude to be fixed for one, but I suspect that would take a lot longer and some intense training. So more importantly, I need to know everything. How this started, who you think has your portal device, who else knows and exactly what has happened to you so far," Professor Khalid explained. "Then maybe I can come up with something to solve this issue or at least give you a way to fight back." Jennifer nodded, that actually sounded good.