“Wow Emily, you really clean up nice!” Tom said with a giant smile across his face.

Emily returned the smile, though inside she was rolling her eyes. She and Tom and been dating since college but she was never all that into the relationship, she just hadn’t found anyone better.

Then Tom had hit it big with his startup and she’d grabbed onto that gravy train with both hands. They’d been married six months ago without a lot of fanfare.

Her real passion was her game streaming, she had a few thousand followers online, and she loved nothing more than to kick around in a sweatshirt and jeans, gaming for hours on end. She didn’t very often get dressed up or put on a lot of makeup or other girly things, but once in a while she did if Tom needed her too.

Tonight was one of those times, there was some big company function and he needed her to dress to impress, so she had.

“Thanks Tom.” she replied sweetly and then they headed out.

“Fuck off Tom!” Emily shouted as Tom looked exasperatedly at her.

“Come o Emily, you haven’t left the house in a week!” Tom shot back.

Emily rolled her eyes and put her controller down, turning to Tom in frustration, “Look, I’m working!” she shot back.

She could see the condemnation in Tom’s eyes, he’d “supported” her streaming since the start, but he didn’t really see it as real work.

“Look, just get out and leave me alone.” she waved her hand at him to leave and his shoulders slumped before he turned and left.

Emily picked up her controller again and continued her game.

Emily raised an eyebrow as Tom revealed his “surprise” after they returned from dinner, a complete new gaming setup. It was the first time they’d been out in months and she’d agreed only after Tom had apologised and promised to support her streaming dreams more in the future.

“I had some of the guys from the office come and set everything up while we were out, I hope you like it.”

She smiled and gave him a hug, “It looks amazing!” she said and then quickly sat down in the chair and started to explore the new equipment. She didn’t even notice Tom leaving the room as she did.

Emily rubbed her temples as she shutdown her stream for the night, the new equipment was amazing, top of the line, but she’d found it harder somehow to use than her old setup.

She’d written it off just as being a change she wasn’t used to, but she’d begun to suspect something was a little off with it.

She got up and headed out to the living room where Tom was watching TV, “Hey Tom…” she said as she flopped down on the couch beside him.

“Yeah?” Tom replied.

“I think there’s something wrong with my new system… it’s kinda… I don’t know how to describe. Could you have they guys from work come over and take a look at it?” she asked as she reached out and stroked his arm.

A little shiver ran through her as she did and something she’d never really felt before bubbled up to the surface… desire.

“Ah, sure, I can get them to drop by.” Tom replied as her hand migrated from his arm to his chest and she leaned in close to his ear.

“Thanks…” she purred and kissed his earlobe.

Before she really knew what was happening, her head was bobbing up and down in Tom’s lap as she was giving him a blowjob.

“Oh my god Tom! Fuck me! Fuck me!” Emily cried out as she rod him cowgirl style, her hips rocking back and forth, her hands on his chest, his squeezing her breasts as they fucked.

It was the third time this week she’d ended her stream early with an urgent need to come up and fuck Tom. Each time it had been wild and… satisfying to say the least.

Tonight was no different and she was flying high on the pleasure of Tom’s dick inside of her. I didn’t take much longer for Tom to cum and her whole body shivered as her orgasm washed over her and she collapsed onto his chest, content and happy.

“But… but…” Emily sputtered as Tom pushed her back and shook his head no.

She’d come up to bed to fuck him and she didn’t understand why he was saying no.

“Not tonight Emily, I’m not in the mood.” Tom replied.

She was confused, Tom was always in the mood, he never denied her what she needed.

“I… I could… I could wear that thing you wanted me too… if… if that would… help.” she said and he raised an eyebrow.

He’d asked her to wear the silly outfit a few weeks ago and she’d flatly refused, it was ridiculous! Demeaning! Dehumanizing!

He’d been disappointed, and a small part of her had felt a pang of guilt over that, but that had gone away soon after as she was riding his dick and she hadn’t thought much more about it since then.

Tom smiled and nodded, “Well if you were wearing that I might be able to get in the mood… it’s in the top drawer there.” he replied pointing at the dresser and she nervously smiled back.

“Ok… I’ll be back… soon.” she replied and then headed to the bathroom, stopping to pickup the outfit.

A few minutes later she emerged from the bathroom wearing the blue two piece outfit. It hugged her small breasts tightly, the “controls” right over her nipples, and he bottoms similarly held firm to her small hips and butt.

Tom stood up and wrapped his arms around her, his hands grabbing her ass as he leaned in and kissed her. He broke it off after a moment and twirled her around, tossing her onto the bed and quickly getting on top of her. His hands grabbed her breasts, “playing” with the controls on the top and she let out a moan.

It was so strange, she’d been the one in control of their sex life for so many months now that she wasn’t sure what to think. He didn’t let up though, his hands seldom leaving her breasts as she laid there on her back, his dick pushing in and out of her pussy until she could take it no longer and her orgasm crashed over her.

Emily sat on the bed and waited for Tom to arrive. He was probably watching TV downstairs, or finishing up some work, or any number of other things.

She didn’t mind though, it wasn’t like she had anywhere else to be.

She hadn’t streamed in months, closing down all her social media accounts long ago, and now spent all her free time playing a different kind of game.

And that game was call “How to be the perfect sex toy for Tom”.

She’d spent months reshaping her body and learning exactly how Tom liked playing with her. How he liked her to be there when he came to bed, how he liked her to be silent and motionless until he pressed her start button, how he liked her to be begged to be played with.

The direction pad on her right tit controlled her intensity, up and down was her intelligence, left and right her sluttiness.

The four buttons on her left tit were for what he wanted to fuck, Y for pussy, B for boobs, A for ass… and X… a shiver ran through her, that just randomized the options.

Emily wiggled her tits a bit and repositioned herself on the bed slightly, it was still early, Tom probably wouldn’t come up for a few more hours. In the mean time she wondered when the divorce papers would finally come through, she’d signed them a while ago, giving up any claim on Tom’s assets.

After all, a perfect sex toy wasn’t something that you married, it was something you owned, and Emily couldn’t wait to be owned by Tom.