Sadly, you don't find out yet

Before anything else can happen, you hear a knock at your door again. You quickly slip the cock ring off, and get ready to go. You catch a glance at your neighbor on the way out of your room. She looks... disappointed. Well, you'll be sure to give her something to appreciate later.

Going out with your family is pretty frustrating. You keep on thinking about what it was like to feel your neighbor jack you off, to, to all appearances, give her the feeling of jacking herself off. You've got all of these sexual thoughts, and you're stuck hanging out with your family. You don't want to think about them like that.

Finally, it's over, and you're back home. You look out the window and nobody's around. You sigh. Might as well read the manual.

...

Holy shit! There's so much potential in here! Obviously you're going to make good use of the suggestions, and you're curious how hard the multiple portals thing is to handle. Might as well try that out while you think about the suggestions you want to give. You grab two index cards, put the ring on your cock, and concentrate. One of the cards has your penis sticking out of it now, but it takes some effort before you can get it to appear on both cards, rather than just switching between them.

Eventually, though, there they are. Two copies of your dick, sprouting proudly from the cards on the desk in front of you. A thought strikes you, and you try rubbing them together. Ugh, plenty hard, but too dry. You get ready to spit on your hands to lube them up, before shrugging and sticking one, then the other, in your mouth. It's not gay to suck your own dick, right? You start rubbing them against each other again, and you see stars. Frotting yourself feels amazing, and you're sure it would feel even better if your dicks were attached to two sexy ladies at the time.

Better get to work on that. You start typing things up in a text document. When you're done, you take the ring off and hold it up to your lips.

"Okay, this is a bit long, so to be clear, the suggestions start with 'suggestions begin': You feel submissive towards me, John Doe. You feel comfortable showing me this cock, and any suggestion I make (that isn't obviously dangerous) sounds reasonable to you. You feel that this cock is superior to all other cocks. If it's attached to a person, this aura of superiority extends to them: if it's attached to you, you feel comfortable ordering other people who see it, besides me, around; if it's attached to someone else, you feel the same deference to that person that you do to me. All of the suggestions I gave after the first time I said 'suggestions begin' apply; reject the suggestions wholesale if this is somehow unworkable."

After several agonizing seconds, the ring buzzes in acceptance. "Yes, it worked!"

You take one last look at the manual, and notice, tucked in at the end, a mention of a companion app. If you've gone this far with this stuff, you might as well install whatever sketchy software they've made.

A few minutes later, you're looking at a slick and professional interface. Front and center is a list of all linked products; right now, it just has the ring. You tap it, and it brings up a bunch of information, including the active suggestion. You take a moment to clean it up and bookmark it.

By now, it's late at night, and there's nobody around. Tomorrow's another day, but you've gotten yourself so worked up, can you even get to sleep?