Asking For Trouble

She just smiled and pulled out a buzzer I recognized, one I'd used on them. If it did the same thing to me...

"No," I said. "Please, no, not that."

She hit it, just a short buzz.

I felt it immediately, that push that I'd used to make a recalcitrant woman give in and do what she was told. It was intense, a buildup right to the edge of a blistering orgasm, and a sudden stop, leaving me wet and wanting. She hit it again, and it made me urgently need to cum. My blossoming addiction to the clicker made it devastatingly effective.

"Kneel." I stayed still, and she hit the buzzer one more time. My already fragile will broke, and, craving the pleasure of release, I scampered to the center of the room. Kneeling down, I looked at her hopefully, almost expectantly.

She just held up the clicker to taunt me, and said, "Present."

In my state of distress, my body moved on its own. My thighs spread, with my arms locked behind my arching back, and my breasts thrust out. Teasingly, Colleen pretended to click several times, looking right at me. Every muscle of mine tensed in anticipation, waiting for and needing her to press the button that would send me over the edge. I whimpered in desperation.

She didn't press it. "For resisting, you get this." She hit the buzzer instead. All that pent up frustration got one step worse. I groaned. She laughed, as did Merry and Dana. "You did this to us, so you're only getting what you deserve."

"Please, I just need to cum," I whined.

"You think we didn't?" Colleen leaned down in front of me, holding the clicker in front of her. "All I need to do to give you what you need is to click this. All you have to do to get me to click this is everything I tell you to do."

Fueled by desperation, I swung one of my hands around. It caught her by surprise, and I managed to knock the clicker out of her hands. I dove, reacting just a little faster than her, and managed to reach the little device first. My thumb compulsively pressed, multiple times. And fuck if it didn't make it so, so much worse. Each acted like the buzzer in her hands, and I cried out in frustration.

"It won't work for you that way," she said, as I kept clicking uncontrollably, trying to crest, but only driving myself insane with ever-increasing need. "I made sure of that." Leaning down, she easily took the clicker away from me. "Now, present."

I rose up from the floor, knelt, and adjusted into the correct position. I tried to glare at her, but I'm sure all she saw was the desperation.

She smiled at me. "Now, on your back." I was so broken at this point, she could've asked for anything and I would have complied. I slipped down onto my back. She played at pressing the button again, teasing me.

"Can we now?" asked Merry. "This is getting me so worked up, having her like this."

"Yes, Merry, we can." Colleen sneered at me. "I think she's mostly trained at this point, and so quickly too." She gestured at Merry, and Merry quickly took up position over my face. "Eat Merry out, Jenn." Merry shoved her panties out of the way and dropped her soaking crotch onto my mouth. Hardly able to breath, I started licking. "Do it well and make her cum," continued Colleen, "and maybe you'll get to cum too." I doubled my efforts. I tried everything I liked, from gently nibbling to licking in all the right places.

"No, not like that," said Merry, leaning down to look into my eyes. "Not what you like, though it's wonderful. Do what I like." Then she shook her head. "Oh wait, you never asked, did you?" She pressed her crotch down a little harder. "You better figure it out if you want to cum."

I whined and started trying everything I could think of, from butterfly licks to lapping at her lips to sucking hard on her clit. The last seemed to work, and she suddenly went off. My face was crushed by her legs as I was drenched by her trembling pussy. She jerked away and rolled off. I sucked in heavy breaths as I saw Dana get into position.

"You know what's coming next," said Colleen, again brandishing the clicker in front of me. I was paying perfect attention to whatever she said. "Eat Dana out, however she wants."

Dana pulled her panties all the way off before sitting on my face. She was already sopping wet. I started with the sucking, craving my own release, but she lifted up and said, "No, slow down, take your time." I whimpered, but did as she said. I gently licked up on side of her lips and down the other. "Better," she said. Slowly, I lapped around her edges, trying to pace myself against my driving need. Moving inwards, I let my tongue slide up inside of her, still deliberate in my motions. She moaned in pleasure as I continued working her, keeping my pace down, until she ground down and said, "Faster." I let my tongue speed up and started carefully nibbling too. Her moans became more vocal, and her crotch mashed harder against my face. I suckled then, right on her clit, and she shrieked in sudden, surprised release. I could feel the orgasm play throughout her muscles, trembling and clenching around my head. She doused me in her juices, and slid forward off of me. I gulped in air again.

"My turn." Colleen had already dropped her panties, and slid down on top of me. She was drenched, obviously needy herself. A part of me figured that this might be the last thing I had to do before getting my own release, and that thought drove me. Losing myself in her pleasure, I kept thinking of new ways to lick, fold my tongue, play inside her, and suckle at her clit. All of this playing, from the power trip to watching me underneath the two girls, must've worked her up, because it took only a minute for her to crest, hard, bowing around my head and shaking in bliss.

I'm not sure whether she meant to, or whether her own orgasm made her hand flex, but I heard the click I'd been craving. Pure ecstasy slipped through every fiber of my being and clenched everywhere at once. The intense pleasure burned away all thought except the craving for more.

We all laid around on the carpet, basking in the afterglow. I thought I was the only one wanting more until Merry asked, "Again?"

"Oh, definitely," said Colleen. "We have lots more training to go through tonight."

I whimpered, not knowing really whether it was in fear or need.

In the late morning, stiff and sore, I slipped out of the blanket they'd tossed on me and stood up. I was still naked. I'd slept on the floor in my bedroom, and the three of them were on my bed. Carpet marks were pressed into my side that I'd been sleeping on.

My bed.

They'd used me for a while longer, then let me condition myself further in a deep trance. I was going through the steps I'd taken each of them through, and was angry, scared, and leaking down my legs in my desperate need for more. I looked to the bed, and saw Colleen sitting on the edge, looking at me. She was now the only other person in the room. The other two left.

"Up right on time, I see," she said. I glanced at the clock. It said 11:00.

"What?" I asked. "You programmed me to wake up at a certain time?"

"Yes, I did. We had a few preparations to make, and figured you should eat something before today's festivities." She smiled at me.

"What festivities?" Dread washed over me.

"Oh, just a little party, in your honor," she said. "A few friends of yours are going to come over for drinks and entertainment. We have something for you to wear." She stood, went to the closet. Pulling out one of the maid's outfits I generally dressed them in, she tossed it on the bed. "We took a vote on whether you would get underwear, and, even though I was against it, they outvoted me." Opening the underwear drawer in the dresser, she pulled out lacy thong panties and a half-cup bra. She tossed them on the bed next to the outfit. Next, she pulled out black garters and black, sheer stockings. The went on the bed as well, as she moved to the closet again. Leaning down, she picked up strappy heels.

"Eat first. Then shower, clean up, shave, and I'll come in and help you with your makeup. After that, you'll get dressed in this." She chuckled. "You're going to look so hot. The pictures and video will be great!"

"No," I said. "No fucking way."

She pulled out and hit the buzzer. My craving hit me hard, nearly sending me to my knees.

"Oh please," I whimpered. "Click. Just one click."

"No," she said. "If you do all I told you to, I might let you have a click. Resist again, and I'll keep buzzing until you can't think straight." She hit the buzzer. This time, I did drop to my knees, whining. "Hurry up." She pointed the buzzer at me. I flew up and into the kitchen.

They made me make them all brunch, with fresh fruit, toast and eggs. The grease burned when it spat and hit my naked skin. It had been a while, but I could still cook. It was delicious, and I was starving.

The shower was almost torture on my sensitized body, but I got through it. I tried to get a little relief by masturbating, but that just made the desire to cum worse. I could get so close, but not quite crest. I was so screwed. I shaved as quickly as I could, the drive to cum pushing me. Stepping out of the shower, I shut off the water and grabbed a towel. Colleen came in, leering at me as I dried off.

"You are hot," she said. "Now to make you look even hotter." She had a bunch of makeup with her. I liked my three to look femme, but I generally stayed away from putting any on myself. I felt it was more dominant. She sat me down on the toilet, and I let her. She got to work, putting everything on much thicker than I had ever done myself, the times I had used makeup. She was efficient, and pretty soon I was staring at myself in the mirror.

"Look good?" she asked. I was amazed at the transformation. Lipstick, mascara, eye liner, blush... I looked femme. I looked fuckable. My mouth dropped a little, and I just gawked at myself.

She buzzed me. "Well?" I moaned and nearly slipped off the toilet. It felt so good and yet left me desperate.

"I look hot," I answered, when I could control my voice.

"Yes, you do. Now go put that outfit on. I can't wait." She gestured to the bedroom with the buzzer.

I moved pretty quickly, hoping that she might click when I got the outfit on. First, I slipped on the garter and stockings, then the panties and bra, the very high heels that I would be teetering on, and finally the maid's dress.

"Present," she said. I did, dropping to my knees, spreading and arching. "Good pet. You're learning." She clicked. The world disappeared for a bit as the best orgasm I'd ever had swept over me. I flopped to the ground, every muscle firing at once as bliss flooded my brain. My release soaked my panties through and left me boneless on the carpet.

"Come on, your friends want to see you," she said, gesturing at me to follow.

"They can't see me like this," I said, but I hopped up anyway. Feeling a little trepidatious and a lot embarrassed, I trailed her into the living room.

Kim, Garrett, Heidi, and Shane were all there, scattered on the couch and loveseat. I whimpered and blushed, hard.

"OMG, Jenn, you look so fucking hot right now," said Garrett, leering at me.

"And so fucking femme," said Kim, also looking me up and down.

"I never thought I'd see it," said Shane.

"Yeah, that's so not you, and so hot," said Heidi. "How come?"

Colleen answered for me. "She's in training, Heidi." She pulled out the buzzer and buzzed me. I whimpered and shook as the desperate need overtook me.

"Oh, really?" said Heidi. "You wanted to try it out so badly you decided to go through it all?"

"I found her, playing, and took advantage," said Colleen.

"Playing? You mean she hypnotized herself like I suggested? And you caught her?" Heidi laughed.

"Yeah, and now I'm training her," said Colleen. "And you're all here to help out."

"No," I whined. "No, please, no."

Colleen hit the buzzer. My knees nearly buckled under the assault of pleasure and need.

"Me first!" said Heidi. "I've always wanted her to eat me out, and she never would." She spread her legs, giving ready access under her skirt. All of my friends came prepared for easy access when invited to my parties.

I shook my head. "Please don't make me..." Colleen buzzed, and I moaned out my need. Craving release, I dropped to my knees and moved underneath Heidi's skirt, humiliation adding to the spice. Her hand pulled me in, and I started licking away.

"When you cum, click this," I heard Colleen say. That drove me faster. I suckled and nibbled and licked, trying my best to get her off. I felt her thighs clamping on my cheeks, and her scent was strong around me. I could hardly breathe, and was getting light-headed. To add to my debasement, I felt hands on my exposed ass, rubbing and smacking. Luckily, it didn't take long for her to be moaning and mewling her rising pleasure. Suddenly, she gushed on my tongue, squeezed hard around my head, and clicked. I just barely heard it, but it was enough. It went straight to my hind brain. I felt the orgasm roll up from my crotch and melt my mind in pure ecstasy. It just kept getting that much better.

"Fuck me, she's cumming so hard," said Garrett as I clenched, trembled and shook between Heidi's legs. My moans were loud and directly on Heidi's over-sensitized clit. She writhed around, trying to get away from my mouth, but I was stuck in place, frozen in perfect bliss. Finally I collapsed, nearly blacking out from lack of oxygen, and she managed to pull herself away. I sucked in air, muscles collapsed, spent, and shifting to afterglow.

"OMG, that was fucking intense," said Kim. "Now me." She pulled on my limp body, and I flopped into position to eat her out. I saw the clicker change hands, and my addiction flared. It took a minute for me to recover enough, but soon I was licking and sucking away at my friend. She mewled and whimpered and whined, obviously enjoying my attention. Quickly I felt her clamp her thighs around my head, then tremble and clench as she came quietly against my face. I couldn't see her, but it must've been intense because she compulsively hit the clicker five times in a row.

I came, then again, and again and again and again. It was rapid-fire and powerful and mind-melting. I whimpered on the couch as my body shook, unable to contain the intense pleasure it was feeling. Each crest was better than the last, and each one acute enough to blank me entirely. I didn't recover, not really, before I found myself being moved onto all fours. I didn't process what was being said around me as the afterglow hit hard. All thought was short-circuited as I felt my panties dropped and two hard things pressing against opposite ends. My mouth had flopped open, so the intruder slipped in, and my crotch was so sopping wet it allowed easy entry.

Then I came back to myself. I was stuffed full of cock for the first time in my life. I'd never allowed any entry to any orifice by any man before, and here I had two close friends fucking me wildly. I was choking hard and trying to breathe, but Garrett, who was in front of me, didn't relent. Shane didn't either, rocking hard behind me. I felt him slapping against my ass hard as I fought not to gag on my first deep-throated rod. Sure, I'd had plenty of experience with dildos, but I'd generally been the one in control, and it was nothing like what was ramming into me now. I felt both twitch, and heard two voices crying out, and felt Garrett shoot down my throat. The click that came to send me into ecstasy was intense and degrading and utterly humiliating, knowing that I'd just cum around one and sucking on another cock at the same time. Both for the first time in each place. It added to the twisting, fiery pleasure everywhere in my body and burning my mind. I heard Shane cry out something, then felt him twitch and shoot inside me, and heard another click.

I was gone, literally gone from my mind for a while. It was too much all at once and I floated away on a blissful cloud of pure pleasure. I had no idea what was going on, only that I would do anything to get here again.

When I came to, I was lying on the floor, leaking from two orifices and sore in ways that I hadn't been before.

"Coming back to us?" asked Colleen. Merry and Dana were gloating in the background, and my friends all seemed happy as they looked down at me. It was obvious they were all talking about what had just happened, but Colleen had my attention. "Good. Time for you to wash up." She helped me back into my bathroom. I felt broken and used and ready to do what she said, as long as she'd click again. Or anyone, really.

In the back of my head, I knew I had to get out of this somehow. I couldn't go through another get-together like this one. I couldn't be Colleen's little pet. I was supposed to be the one in charge, and I would be again. Giving myself mind-blowing orgasms, when I wanted, how I wanted, and without following orders to make it happen.

For now, though, the reality was that she'd won. I was fucked. She controlled the clicker, and, by extension, me.

Part of me loved it, craved the pleasure. The other part hated it and was plotting a way out of it.