The Hands That Lead

A hands on kind of leader…

Remote

Wednesday November 15, 2017

Tracy sat on the bed, moving the dildo in and out of her cheek as Jason held the camera, the red light blinking as the signal went out across the Internet.

“That’s good, now lean your head back and slide it down your throat.” he said and she did as he instructed.

She could feel her throat bulge each time she pushed it down, but there was no gagging, he’d removed her gag reflex before they had started with that damned remote.

She’d walked in on him unpacking it on Friday, she’d just dropped by to deliver the final divorce papers he needed to sign.  He’d made some small talk as he’d put the batteries in the thing and she hadn’t thought anything of it as he read the instruction manual as they talked, that is until he pointed the thing at her and pressed a button.

Her body had frozen in place and then he’d finished reading the manual before taking his phone from his pocket and starting to record.  He’d pressed button after button as her body had shift and changed.

Years dropped off, pounds vanished, her hair had lightened and grown out, her breasts had ballooned and then she’d felt her mind shift in strange ways.

When she could finally move again, she found herself standing still none the less.  She knew she could move if she wanted to, but for some reason she didn’t wanted to.

He’d left her there for a moment as he walked around her, videoing her body from every angle, then he’d pulled his pants down, sat on the couch and said “Blowjob”, holding the phone just in front of his face and pointing down.

Her body immediately responded, walking over to him, dropping to it’s knees and taking his dick between her puffed up lips.

She’d never given a blowjob before, but for some reason her body was an expert, sucking him in, using her tongue to wrap around him and it didn’t take long for him to let a load go.

But she didn’t swallow, instead she held it in her mouth, looked up at him and opened wide.

She sat there, blinking as the cum pooled in her mouth until he spoke, “Good girl, swallow.”

She closed her mouth, swallowed his cum and then opened up again so he could see her now empty mouth.  To her surprise, her disgust was overcome by the orgasm that ran through her body.

He’d spent the next day and a half fucking her six ways to Sunday, quite literally as today was Sunday.  He’d gotten up late, nearly 11am, she was curled up at his feat and when he’d stirred she’d moved up to his cock and sucked him dry, just as he had ordered her to the night before.

Then he’d told her to get cleaned up and come back to the bedroom when she was done.  When she’d come back, he’d had a proper video camera setup pointed at the bed and attached to a computer.

He’d explained to her how he was streaming her live for the next few hours and she’d just sat their, unable to do anything about it.

And so here she was, a dildo crammed down her throat as she displayed herself to her “audience”.

“Ok Tracy, lean back and work that pussy with that dildo.” he said and she did exactly that.

He left her there for a while, moaning and gasping as the pleasure built higher and higher in her body as she worked dildo in and out of her sopping wet pussy.

“That’s good.  Now get on all fours and face the camera.” she did so only half because of whatever the remote had done to her, the other half was pure need at this point.  She was so on edge that she needed to cum, no matter how humiliating it would be to do so.

She watched Jason walk around behind her and get up on the bed, the he grabbed her hips and said words she had dreaded since Friday, “Anal slut.”

Her eyes went wide as he pushed in to her sphincter, she cried out in a mixture of pain and pleasure as he pushed deeper in to her ass.  She pushed back hard against him, burying him as deeply as she could in to her ass as she cried out to the camera.

Her giant tits swung beneath her as he rocked her back and forth, fucking her ass for all she was worth.  She didn’t know how long he did it for, the pleasure seemed to go on forever but eventually he spoke again, “Facial finish.”

She pulled off of him, quickly turning around but still making sure the camera had a good view of her as she scrunched down on the bed, pushing herself up on to her elbows so he could see her tits and face as she opened her mouth wide.

With just a jerk or two on his dick, streams of cum flowed from his tip and across her face, dribbling down her chin and on to her tits.  As the last one hit her, a massive orgasm rocked her she cried out in a screaming orgasm.

She collapsed on to the bed as he moved off of it and shut off the camera, dazed from the pleasure she rolled over and her fingers started play with her pussy all on their own, but she clearly heard what Jason said as he left the room.

“Consider that my signature on our divorce papers.  But you’re going to earn me back every penny I paid you in it and when you have, maybe, just maybe, I’ll turn off the rest of your mind so you can really enjoy your new life.”

Another small orgasm rocked her body, her divorce was final!  She was free!  Free to be Jason’s fuck toy forever!

She couldn’t wait for the next show so Jason could use her body exactly the way he had designed it.  The pleasure was overwhelming and she no longer cared about anything else, certainly nothing so unimportant as what she used to be.

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