This chapter is part of a continuing story. Although some chapters may stand on their own, for proper character development and story line intensity, this series is a continuous story and should be read as such.
The rest of us were all quiet as silence filled the room. We could hear the vibe humming away, and the slut was quietly moaning behind the penis gag. After catching her breath, the vibe was again getting the best of her. Her face and neck drenched with Lucy's cum, she struggled with the weight of Lucy's body on hers.
Lucy finally regained enough strength to pick herself up off the purple dildo. It was a slow process, but very exciting to watch. Lucy's legs were weak as she staggered over to a chair Rita had just vacated. Standing with her hand between her legs, Rita was priming her own clit and pussy for a little ride.
Like always, Rita had another idea for her fun. Because the slut was wearing the zapper, she wanted control of the button. I was hesitant to give it to her, but with a little stern talking, I felt assured she wouldn't abuse my slut's ass. And, if she did, I promised her she'd pay dearly for it.
She started out very similar to Lucy. That purple dildo wasn't small. Going slow in the beginning was necessary. Slowly, she inched herself down onto it, vigorously stroking her clit at the same time. The look on her face was one of desire, but I also saw determination. Attempting to mount such a large dildo, what else would be on her mind?
Rita reached down and pulled her pussy lips wide open. She hissed as she lowered herself down. As Lucy's had been, Rita's leg muscles were tight as she struggled to take it inside her. Her head tilted back, and she groaned deep from inside her throat. It was finally all inside her. She leaned forward and wiggled her hips back and forth and side to side. The dildo touched parts deep inside her pussy, and it made her whimper.
While Rita was letting her pussy get adjusted to the purple passion, her ass cheeks were literally in the slut's face. The way I figured it, her ass hole was literally over the slut's nose. She did try to move her head a little, just so she could breathe. Rita's ass wasn't big, but she was clamping her legs together. The slut was just beginning to complain about it, when Rita started pulling her ass up.
Rita was holding her teeth together, and hissing. As she pulled up, the hissing was from inhaling. When she was lowering herself, the hissing was from exhaling. It was becoming obvious that Rita liked the purple dong nearly as much as Lucy did.
She started pushing herself up, and the purple color slowly became visible between her legs. Her hissing and gasping sounded close to sounds of self-punishment. Maybe domme Rita was torturing sub Rita? At least that's what it sounded like.
Oh, but domme Rita soon took over. She had been holding the remote in her hand the whole time. The look I saw form on her face was a little scary. The glint in her eyes and the smile on her face...I thought she was morphing into some she devil.
She looked over at me. I had to be sure she would stick to our agreement. "Green," I yelled. "Only the green button, Rita. Remember our agreement."
She just continued to smile at me. Then, she leaned forward, nearly draping herself over the bound slut's body. That pulled the purple dildo quite a ways out of her pussy. She sighed as she relaxed there. Her stomach was smashing the slut's tits nearly flat.
Then, she did it. She pressed the green button. Of course, it got a reaction. The slut wasn't expecting it. Her body reacted violently to it, just because of that. She tried to raise her hips, but Rita's body was too heavy. So, the only reflex motion possible was to raise her head. That shoved the purple dong into Rita's pussy. Her muffled cries of protest were hardly noticeable, because of the penis gag in her mouth. Rita let out a groan that sounded straight from hell. She stuck out her tongue and licked her lips.
I don't know if Rita had planned that or not, but it worked well, if she did. And, once the slut's body relaxed, her head rested back on the ottoman's cushion. But, just as soon as she relaxed, Rita pushed that button again. The same reaction, with the same result. Rita was in heaven. She had the slut in her complete control.
I saw what was happening and hoped Rita didn't think the other buttons would work any better. Just because the green one caused the slut's head to move like that, the yellow or red buttons wouldn't be any more efficient at it. I tried to get Rita's attention.
I was too late. I couldn't see which button she pushed, but the slut's agony was enough to tell me it wasn't the green one. Her head didn't move any quicker than with the green button, but I think Rita was getting off on the pain she was causing. The idea that pushing a button forced the slut's head up, pushing the dildo into her pussy wasn't enough. Rita had to have it all. She had to have her pleasure and cause the slut pain, too. As her head moved up, the slut cried out in pain, and I'm sure that was music to Rita's ears.
I had to make sure that didn't get out of hand. "Rita! What are you doing? We agreed on just the green button. That wasn't the green button. Remember what I said. I promise I'll make you pay, if you damage my fuck toy."
She just looked at me, with that evil smile on her face. I didn't know if Rita was even in there. Had some alternate persona taken over, some evil twin? Again the slut jerked up, and Rita gasped in pleasure. Then, again...and again.
I stood up and yelled, "Rita!" She didn't even hear me, or she was totally ignoring me. I had to get her attention. I walked right up to her and grabbed her by the hair, turning her face to mine. "Rita, have you lost your senses?"
What I saw in Rita's eyes was not the Rita I knew. Glassy eyed, with large dark pupils, as if she was under some spell. I slapped her face. She looked at me, but the trance was still in charge. She just smiled and tried to push a button, again.
I saw her that time and grabbed the remote out of her hand. Her expression changed very quickly, like I'd taken her fix away. And in a way, I guess I had. She was addicted to the remote. It was an addictive toy, that's for sure. But, like anything addictive, too much can be bad.
Rita's eyes were shooting evil looks in my direction. "I want it!"
"Rita, you can't handle it. I'm taking away your control. It's for the good of my fuck toy." I didn't see a problem with pressing buttons on that zapper, as long as it didn't happen too often. And, the more painful buttons were that much worse. "Maybe you need a dose of your own medicine. Do you think so?"