Controlled by her pussy

Hello all! Welcome to my fourth story. Like 'Help, my daughter is a huge slut!', this one may be complete, though I feel like there's enough here I may come back to it. Unlike 'Help', this one is four different stories, which I'll be unveiling over the month+. And also unlike me, two of them don't even have ! Shocking, I know, but I hope you'll still enjoy them, and I've marked each storyline with whether it involves . I've also decided to experiment with second person! I have two of the stories completely switched to second person, so as I finish one here I'll put it up entirely in second person for your enjoyment.

Let me know in the comments or my messages if you have ideas! Or just if you like it, I love hearing that people like my writing. And if this is my first story you're reading please take a look at my others! 'Making of a perfect slut daughter' is the closest to this, involving corrupting a daughter into being a slut. 'Happy Family' is my first story and an 'ongoing' that I add to slowly, and 'Help, my daughter is a huge slut!', is a silly little story that is finished. And 'Up Close and Personal' is a new 'ongoing' second-person experiment in some more descriptive writing of sex. As always, comments and messages are always welcome!

As a last note, the very first details below involve some, well, basically minor surgery. It's inspired by a PrimalFetish series where a girl is trained into an obedient slut after something is placed in her pussy. If that part is not something you like, please just jump down and select a storyline below, it doesn't matter at all to the rest of the narrative flow.

And a happy New Year to those who celebrate! I have two more 'bonus' chapters I want to write for this, so they might appear in a few days! Otherwise, this story is finished for now. Unless you have a good suggestion you want to send me ;). I hope you've enjoyed it! Please check out my other stories, and comments and my inbox are always open!

One night, our main girl is asleep. Maybe she’s just a heavy sleeper, or maybe something was in her food. She’s alone in her bed, fast asleep. Maybe she left the door unlocked. Maybe someone has the key. All of these are possible, but unimportant. The important thing is that, right now, a man is standing over her, a very small device in his hand. He slips aside her panties and places the kidney-bean sized device on her pussy. Suddenly, it comes to life, looking like a little caterpillar. As the man silently leaves the device crawls into her, before making a minuscule incision in her vaginal canal and slipping into her flesh. It quickly finds the internal junction of the glans clitoris and crus clitoris, spreading out to wrap around it. Settling into its final location, with only the tiniest bead of red to show where it entered, it was now ready to be activated by its controller, sending vibrations and warmth into the woman's nether regions at the press of a button from its controller.

Before this night, the woman's house had been thoroughly bugged, with mics in every room, fiber optic cables allowing multiple camera angles all over the house, and a handful of speakers near her bed, just in case.

The stage is set. So who is the controller?