Kylee was hellbent on becoming my mindless slave all of the time.
She would send me Snapchats with spirals in her eyes. She would constantly sending me selfies wearing lingerie, or nothing at all. She even went as far as sending me porn videos, wanting to try things in the video.
As much as my conscious tried to reject it, I was hooked. I loved the thought of having a sex slave. I decided to officially ask Kylee to move in with me when her lease expired. She was absolutely giddy, until I told her we should hold off on switching her to permanent slavery.
"I have to find a way for you to be less horny," I explained with a teasing smile. "We fucked five times in one day last weekend. I can't keep up."
She laughed. "Okay, deal. I can't wait to quit my job."
Soon enough the next weekend came, and I beat her to my place.
"I'll be there soon, promise!" She texted.
So, what better time than to fiddle with the SlaVR?
I took it back out of the box. I moved it around in my hands. I looked inside of it, looking at all of the intricate details on it. I even pulled out a small booklet out of the box that indicated itself as the owner's manual.
A couple of pages in, I found what I was looking for. A way to dial down the slave's horniness. It was a dial on the inside of the SlaVR, located where the back of Kylee's head would go.
Sure enough, it was cranked to 10. 'How is that the default?' I thought. 'I guess there's a lot of women that don't have Kylee's sex drive naturally.'
Just then, Kylee walked through the door. She let out a stressed grunt as she shed her jacket.
"Something wrong?" I asked, looking up from the living room.
"Oh, nothing, just ready to be done work for the week. Or forever, your choice..." she trailed off as she saw me holding it. Her tight black shirt, black leggings, and high heeled boots looked like they were made for her body. A flirty smile formed on her face. "You can do more than stare."
"I know, but I enjoy the view," I replied, as a smirk formed on my face. I then held up the SlaVR. "Isn't this... bimbo week?"
Her smile seemed to grow wider as she walked closer to me. "Why, yes it is. And I can't wait."
"Well, I do have some friends coming over tonight. So this could go one of two ways," I said as she crawled up beside me on the couch.
"What are you thinking?"
"Well, I have a hunch that you really won't care whose dick it is, as long as you're getting fucked," I said. "How do you feel about giving my friends some entertainment tonight?"
She was squirming with excitement. "I thought you'd never ask!"
I slid the SlaVR over her head, but didn't turn it on yet. I filled her in on her horniness dial on the back of the device.
"Not going to lie, I'm going to miss being insatiable," she said with a smile.
"That doesn't mean I changed it." I added. "You might need a little extra boost."
Her smile grew wide as I turned on the machine, switched it to BIMBO mode, set the dial to 12 hours, and hit start. The lights turned pink inside of the device, and steam filled the visor until Kylee's eyes were not visible. I saw her shoulders relax and her smile shine.
Soon enough, the steam disappeared. I removed the SlaVR from her, and her eyes opened, looking at me.
She giggled. "Hey Daddy, I can't wait for you to make me feel very good tonight," she said with a slightly higher voice. She rubbed her tits while staring at me. "Can I take these clothes off, Daddy? I want to show off these big titties for you."
***
A few hours later, two of my friends, Terry and Steven, arrived at my house. I've made them very aware that they never had to bring beer or anything to my place, but they both brought a case.
"Great to see you again, buddy," Terry said while we bro-hugged.
"You're not going to regret coming today, boys," I said while doing the same with Steven. "I've got a pretty special treat for you boys."
Supper was on the table, and we dished up, ate, drank, and laughed while we told stories and caught up. All the while, Kylee was getting ready upstairs, giggling to herself.
Finally, the conversation shifted to women. Apparently, Terry's marriage was on the rocks, and Steven had just broke up with a girlfriend.
"What about you, buddy? Who's keeping you so damn busy?" Steven asked.
"I've been seeing this girl, Kylee is her name. She's kinky as hell. In fact, she wants to meet all of you tonight," I said with a smile. "But I have to let you guys in on a little secret. Wait here."
I ran out to the living room and grabbed the SlaVR. I walked back to the dining room as Kylee stood in the upstairs hallway. She was wearing a pink lingerie corset with pink high heels, and her hair was in pigtails. She was twirling her hair, biting her lip and smiling. I motioned for her to walk downstairs and wait outside of the dining room.
I set the SlaVR box on the table. The two boys looked at it, then looked back at me in bewilderment.
"Boys, Kylee ordered this. We use it every weekend now. It can make any woman a sex slave for however long you want."
As I continued to explain how the SlaVR worked, Terry and Steven's jaws dropped even further. When I finished, Kylee walked behind me. I grabbed her waist as she pressed her ass into me.
"Hey, Daddy, are these your friends?" She asked, not breaking eye contact with me.
"Yes they are, baby. I want you to clear the table. You will then greet them properly after. Understood?"
She smiled. "Of course Daddy, thank you."
I smacked her ass as she walked towards the leftover food and dirty plates on the table. Terry and Steven leaned back in their chairs as Kylee smiled at them. She walked back into the kitchen, and Terry and Steven both saw that she wasn't wearing panties or a thong.
"Dude," Terry gasped. "How much did you pay for her?"
I just laughed, and held up a "zero" in my hand. "In fact, she paid for me to have an escort in Chicago a while back. She's that chill. And tonight, she's completely free use."
Terry and Steven looked at each other, then back to me. Kylee came back to clear more from the table, and brushed up beside Steven, who blushed. That caused Kylee to giggle.
"Hey Kylee, give Steven a kiss," I ordered.
"Yes, Daddy," she said. She then grabbed Steven's face and kissed him. Steven was definitely the most shy out of the bunch, and proved it by not putting her hands on her. When she lifted from the kiss, he continued blushing while she smiled.
"You're a good kisser, Steven. Thank you," she said with a kind smile.
"You are to call my friends Sir. Do you understand?" I ordered from the end of the table.
Kylee looked up at me. "Of course, Daddy. Anything you say."
Kylee finished clearing the table.
"Well, boys? Aren't you impressed?" I asked.
"Oh my God man, I can't believe what I'm seeing," Terry said. Steven was still speechless.
"She's going to be back here any minute, so you better not sit back and watch while I fuck her myself," I said while I unbuckled my dress pants.
