Remote control

 

Sharon had made her way in life as a model. She was only 21 but was already beginning to make a name for herself as a porn star. She had a fantastic body, blonde hair, blue eyes everything seemed perfect. Her breasts, her hips, her firm ass and long legs were all evidence of this perfection.

 

She had a meeting with someone who wanted to promote her to a wider audience. Her manager had checked her out and had said that she wasn’t dangerous or likely to want anything other than a meeting. She was a millionaire business woman that had made her money by promoting, owning and running a long line of successful strip clubs.

 

Sharon drove through the busy streets towards the address she had been given. It wasn’t too late about 10 o’clock and she wanted to be back before midnight so she prayed the meeting would be quick.

 

She pulled up outside what looked like an ordinary strip club and stepped out. She was wearing her business suit; she wore it for occasions like this. It was tight fitting and showed off her body without her looking too slutty. Her 6’’ heels clicked on the pavement as she walked towards the door.

 

There was a black doorman standing next to the entrance, he looked over to her and called her over with a wave of the hand.

 

“Miss Sharon Baxter?” he said.

 

“Yes” she replied sexily.

 

“The boss requested you go through the back entrance” he said before looking away. Sharon quickly turned away from him and walked through the alley that led to the back of the club. Suddenly a hand grabbed her throat and another stuffed a cloth that smelt foul over her mouth. She struggled for a few minutes before falling unconscious.

 

The next thing she remembered was waking up on her back on some kind of examination table. She could feel the effect of the drugs she was on, her head and limbs felt too heavy to move but her body felt like it was light enough to float away if her limbs weren’t weighing her down. It was a strange sensation. She tried to look around but her head felt like it wasn’t connected to her neck and she couldn’t move it. Sharon knew she was naked, she could feel a breeze on her skin. But was unable to move any part of her body she could see but couldn’t move her eyes to look around and she seemed to have no control over blinking.

 

She started to panic, she could remember the attack, but how did she get here? Why couldn’t she move? She tried to calm herself down telling herself she was in hospital. But why was she naked?

 

She could feel her body, she wasn’t numb she just couldn’t move. Suddenly she felt a strange almost electric sensation in her eyes and neck, she tried to move again and her head moved as normal. It’s probably the muscle relaxants wearing off she thought to herself, trying desperately to explain why she could only move her head as far down as her neck. She wasn’t paralyzed was she? No that wasn’t it she still had feeling.

 

She looked down at herself. She was lying on a bare metal examination table, completely naked. Her arms and legs were laid out away from her body and there were a number of machines in the room. Her pussy was on display and she was powerless to cover it. It had been shaved and waxed, she could tell from the complete lack of hair. She kept it extremely well trimmed normally and only waxed it when she was required to by her job. Then she noticed the tubes she had one connected to each nipple and another that went inside her pussy and disappeared.

 

“Hello?” She called out. Nothing happened. She could hear the machines around her buzzing and humming. One was beating with her heart. She called out again but no one came. She wanted to know where she was and what had happened. She was starting to realise she wasn’t in any hospital.

 

She felt a rush of cold air flood into the room, there must be a door on the wall behind me she thought.

 

“Hello?” she said trying to turn her head, although she was comfortable being naked in front of people these circumstances were not to Sharon’s liking.

 

“Hello. My name is Professor Clearfield.” It was woman’s voice, but Sharon couldn’t turn to get a look at her. She felt slightly more comfortable knowing it was a woman in the room with her. “I’m not here to hurt you but a number of procedures need to be carried out before you’ll be up and running again. We have done most of the serious work, on your brain and the housing of the equipment around your body. We need to tune you and get you moving again but when that’s over you are free to go.” 

 

“Where am I?” Sharon asked trying to turn to see the professor.

 

“You are in a neuro re-enhancement and modifications facility” the professor said from behind Sharon, she could sense her just out of view. Sharon was worried she was in some kind of science lab, naked, with tubes in her pussy and nipples. She didn’t like this, she wanted to go home.

 

“Can I...” Sharon was stopped mid-sentence like a switch had been flicked and her mouth had been disconnected from her brain. She tried to talk again but couldn’t, she tried desperately to move her head but she just couldn’t move. Her head felt heavy again and it fell onto the table. She couldn’t move but she could definitely feel the pain from the bang to the head.

 

She had no control over her body and just lay their staring blankly upwards. The silhouette of the woman appeared over her. She was a startlingly beautiful; her hair was tied back in a bun behind her head. It was obvious to Sharon she wearing nothing more than a lab coat, it was so tight fitting around her body that any clothes underneath would’ve shown through.

 

Sharon wasn’t a lesbian but found this woman more sexually attractive than anyone she had ever seen. The Professor moved around in front of Sharon and picked up a clipboard, she noticed her lab coat only came down to about 3 inches below her pussy.

 

“Now then, let’s see… mm... ah that’s interesting” She said as she looked from the clipboard to Sharon and back again. Sharon was now feeling a mix of horror and excitement, her body was betraying her and all she could think of was sex. Her shaved pussy was starting to fill with her juice and there was nothing she could do about it.

 

“Ok then, everything seems fine. Your new controller requested that you be tuned perfectly. She wants even you sub conscious to be controlled. Now that is a request!” She said smiling. Sharon tried to plead with her, tried to talk but couldn’t do anything. “So as I’m sure you are aware you no longer have control of your body. The implants in your brain block all of your commands and those commands are replaced with those of this control panel behind me. Now your controller wants this installed in her office but until then we need to tune you into It.” the professor said looking straight at Sharon. Sharon was confused and a sudden dread swept over her. “You don’t have a choice in the matter. You will be allowed to use your body when your controller can’t be bothered to use you but she can take control at any time.” she was smiling now. “Ok then let’s get started with the tuning process”.

 

Sharon wanted to cry but couldn’t. The woman started to walk around her and start a number of machines that beeped loudly as they came online. Sharon tried desperately to move herself but could only manage a tiny vibration in her little toe. Suddenly a large box was strapped around Sharon’s head and she was plunged into darkness. She could hear other people entering the room but could do nothing.

 

Fingers started to probe their way around her body, on her breasts her pussy, her inner thighs, they touched her everywhere, poking and stroking and fondling her. After a while the fondling stopped and she felt a sudden sharp pain as something ice cold was rammed between her legs and deep inside her. She tried to scream but she just lay their. The rod started to turn slowly which brought her to an even higher state of arousal. The rod was fucking her slowly and she wished she could push down on it to bring herself to orgasm, as it was it was just going to torment her.

 

Suddenly a sharp loud sound seemed to play inside her head. It hurt like nothing she had ever experienced before; it felt like the inside of her brain was frying. The box began to light up different colours and then stopped on white. The rod between her legs was rotating at a high speed now and had made the inside of her pussy raw. The friction was so painful, Sharon just wanted to get a knife and cut her pussy out of her just to stop the pain. The noise sounded like a radio being tuned at high speed; suddenly it stopped on one long, solid note. Then the noise stopped and Sharon felt the box being removed.

 

“That wasn’t so bad was it?” the woman said standing over Sharon. The rod continued its relentless spinning action in her pussy. “Now then your new controller wants you for sexual entertainment apparently. She want’s you nice and horny whenever she wants you to be. So we are going to put this little ring on your clit. When this switch is activated it’ll stimulate you in to a wild sex driven frenzy. Isn’t that fun?” The woman said moving around to her burning pussy. Sharon tried to scream again, she didn’t want to be some kind of remote controlled toy. She wanted to be normal.

 

The spinning rod stopped and was removed as violently as it had gone in. Sharon tried to yelp as it was pulled so roughly out of her extremely tender pussy. Only when the whole thing was out did Sharon realise how long it was. She had taken at least 11’’ of it inside her and the spinning action had stretched her pussy uncomfortably.

 

The woman placed a hand on Sharon’s inner thigh that was now dripping with cunt juice, and placed the tiny ring around her clit. She pushed it as far as it would go and then removed her hand. Sharon, who was already on the verge of orgasm tried desperately to push down on the woman’s hand for some kind of release but couldn’t. She wanted nothing but to cum and to really bad.

 

“Well we are all done. Thank you for being such a willing participant!” The woman said laughing as Sharon lost consciousness again.