Some time and a few erased memories later...

You have no idea how long you’ve been a plaything, you don’t even know whose using you anymore. Vaguely you recall some moments of laying flat on your back covered in layers of milk or cum or both while Jess shakes her head. You also know your body has been everything from a grotesque abomination to a supermodel among supermodels, being pushed and pulled however whichever way your tormentors wish. Though no matter what happens to your body it remains overwhelmingly sensitive and masochistic. Any touch is enough to cause pain and any pain is enough to set off the ground shaking orgasms that makes you shower yourself with whatever fluid your body makes at the time.

Right now you’re mostly human, on your knees while your massive tits glisten and looking at Jess while say says something you can’t understand. Her every word making your body shiver with disappointed delight as you’re brought right to the brink of a release that will never come. Jess seems to be getting upset at you, her voice getting louder while sending more and bigger pleasure waves though your body.

Somewhere you know it should be impossible for a voice to feel like this, the constant torturous almost tickling feeling across every bit of your skin, along with your mouth and throat. Somewhere you care that she’s your bully, whose doing this only to torment you for some reason you never understood. Somewhere you’re terrified of what she’ll do next to you, fearful of what her next twisted idea will be.

But all those places are drowned out completely as Jess switches to yelling at you and finally get the release your body has been aching for. Your knees buckle, sending you breast first onto the cold floor as soft serve ice cream jets out of your nipples. You keep falling and the rest of your weight helps squeeze more ice cream out of you. Your nipples continually stimulate themselves on the soft serve, forming a feedback loop of orgasms that lasts long after your boobs are empty.

A long time later you weakly try to get back up on your knees, body already edging itself again as a pleasant gurgling feeling in your breasts tell you you’re filling up again. You look at mistress Jess again as she taps away at her phone, her mutterings sending waves though you again.

“There we go you can hear me again. “ she laughs “making you deaf certainly was fun but I want you to actually know what I’m saying now” your body stops shivering and the growing need for release fades away.

“It was fun, having you as a plaything for months, wiping your memory every time something breaks you completely, remaking your body on a whim while only those I want to remember know, it’s been a blast but now I want a challenge.” She taps away at her phone, and you realize this is the side of Jess you should have been scared of.

“So here’s what’s gonna happen: I’m gonna reset us back to the day after I got this app, your body will be all new and all yours, and just for extra challenge I’m making it so I can’t mess with your mind at all during the challenge. Win and you’re free, no strings attached.” You’re sure it can’t be that easy. You’re also sure by “all new body” she means something she makes up rather than your original body. You try a to speak but all that comes out of your mouth is a porn movie-like breathy moan.

“Have fun” she grins, as your vision fades to black.