*Some consensual abuse scenes ahead. Reader discretion is advised.*
The concept was fairly simple. Kylee showed me a product online that promised to force her into submission to the man she chose. It looked sort of like a VR monitor, but the part covering her eyes was covered with a tinted glass.
There were four modes: gentle, slave, bimbo, and complete.
"Gentle would be me calling you Daddy, riding your cock, and swallowing your cum," Kylee explained. "Slave is what we kind of did last night, but I act like that all of the time until the time expires. Bimbo just makes me an airhead desperate for sex."
"And what about complete?" I asked.
She took a deep breath. "I would completely worship you, all of the time. The other modes have a timer you can set up to five days. That mode would completely brainwash me, with no going back..." she trailed off as she got lost in her thoughts.
My eyes widened. "There's no way you'd want that, would you?"
"I do want to try the other modes first, but ultimately, yes. I want to feel what that's like, and change my life completely," she said. My expression must have shown some serious worry. "It's okay, we don't have to get it. I just thought you'd be interested."
I shook my head. "I am interested, but this whole concept is very new to me. I had no idea this technology even existed."
"It's only been out for a couple of years," Kylee said. "I've tried it once, and it was the hottest thing ever. I was made into a bimbo by one of my exes for a full day. What he didn't tell me was that his friends were coming over to play. After it wore off and I went back to normal, he broke up with me. I guess I liked his friends cocks more than his..." a smile grew onto her face.
I grew hard just thinking about the idea.
It took some more convincing, but finally, we ordered the device. It was set to be delivered to my place by the next Friday.
"That's perfect," she said with a smile. "We can play with it all weekend."
***
That week dragged on a little longer than I would have liked, but ultimately, Thursday came around, and a medium sized box arrived at my door.
'I guess it's early,' I thought to myself.
I took it out of the blank box it was delivered in to look at it.
SlaVR was what the device was called. The original packaging was black with bright colours all over the box. I took a picture and sent it to Kylee. She called me right away.
"Can we take tomorrow off? I'm too excited," she squealed.
I laughed, and told her I had some stuff I had to get done tomorrow, but she could come over whenever she was done work. Kylee knew the code to the front house door. She used it a time or two to wait for me in the foyer, wearing some skimpy outfit, making sure I knew what the first thing I was doing once I got home...
Friday came and went in a hurry. I sped home, trying to beat Kylee to my house.
'I hope she doesn't put it on without me,' I thought.
Sure enough, when I walked in through the door, she smiled at me as she had the device in her hands.
"I couldn't wait," she said with a pout on her lips.
I just laughed. "As long as you're not already under, I guess we're fine."
There was a lot of setup and preferences to adjust. It was definitely more than just your average device. Kylee gave me a fantastic view of her tits from across the table as she leaned over and tinkered with the SlaVR. She caught me glancing a couple of times, but just smiled and shook her head.
Eventually, it was ready to go.
"What mode should we try first?" I asked.
"I think gentle is too calm for me," she said. "I want to try being a slave."
She slid the SlaVR onto her head and adjusted the goggles. A nose piece covered her nose, and a dial on the side indicated how long she was to be in her slave state.
"Let's try 48 hours," she said. "I'll be yours the whole weekend."
"Fine by me," I said as I adjusted the dial, making sure it was 48 hours, not 48 days. Then, I hit start. I stood in front of her as the tinted glass covering her eyes opened up. I could see her smile as a purple light turned on from inside the SlaVR.
From the inside, steam filled into the SlaVR. Her smile faded, and turned into a serious expression. Her hands moved up and down her body as I could no longer see her eyes through all of the steam inside of the device. The steam stopped pushing in, and from the looks of it, it focused into her nostrils through the nose piece. Her hands rested at her side, and soon enough, I could see her eyes again. They were closed.
As the steam cleared, there was an audible *BEEP* from the SlaVR. That was my queue to pull it off of her. Her eyes opened soon after, and she smiled.
"I am here to serve you, Master. What will you have me do first?" She asked in a low, seductive tone.
I wanted to test things out before I took her upstairs and fucked her senseless. "Tell me your name," I asked.
"I... I am Slave," she answered. She began tugging at her clothes. "Master, may I change into less clothes?"
"You can in a minute," I replied, bewildered the device made her forget her name. "What did you eat for lunch today?"
She shook her head. "I don't know, Master. All I know is I must serve you. I will cater to your every need, want, and desire."
*GULP*
Kylee had already moved some of her naughtier outfits to my house, as she wore them specifically on weekends. I figured there was no better place for them than the sex room in the basement. That's where I took her first.
"Get changed, and meet me on the main level," I ordered. She smiled, placing her hands together and bowed down to me.
"Yes, Master. Thank you," she said as she quickly stripped off her clothing.
I walked upstairs to the main living room area. It didn't take long, but Kylee walked back upstairs. I could hear her high heels on the hardwood.
"Good God," I muttered as I saw her.
She wore a white lace maid apron, complete with black heels, and a white frilly head piece. She gave me a spin, and the back of her outfit was completely bare. She also didn't wear a thong or panties.
"Do you like what you see, Master?" She asked.
I nodded as she began to crawl toward me. A grin formed on her face.
"This is going to be a phenomenal weekend," I said as a smiled formed on my face.
***
Moments later, Kylee was bouncing on my cock, facing away from me, moaning and crying out as she came.
"Fuck yes, Master. Thank you for giving me your cock. My pussy is so fucking wet for you."
I watched in the reflection of my living room window as Kylee's tits bounced as she moved up and down on my cock. I held her down as I pumped my cock into her. She squealed.
"OH MY GOD, YES MASTER. FUCKING USE MEEEEE," her cum sprayed all over my cock.
Finally, without warning, I came hard into her pussy. She let out a big moan and smiled, rocking her hips back and forth on my cock while I finished.
"Mmm, your cum feels so good inside me, Master. Make me your cum dumpster. I want all of it." Kylee turned back to me, still looking incredibly turned on. She stood up as my cum stayed inside of her pussy.
"What else can I do to serve you, Master?" She smiled.
"Hmmm... make me dinner. Then I guess you can fulfill some other maid duties around the house," I ordered.
Her smile grew louder as she adjusted her apron. "Yes, Master, of course. Anything for you."
