Chapter 5: Remote-Controlled

I woke up to the sound of snickering. Not an alarm. Not sunlight. Just two voices: low, bratty, playful; right above me. Brett and Lucas. Laughing. Grinning.

Lucas tossing something small in the air and catching it like it was no big deal. Like this was any other morning in the frat house.

“Rise and shine, pledge,” Brett said, already opening my drawer and pulling out a red thong. “Task three’s ready.”

Lucas caught the thing he was holding and held it up: A plug. Red. Sleek. With a little wireless base. “This one’s got three modes,” he said. “One for each level of obedience.”

I was already hard. Already nodding.

Brett looked me up and down. “Strip.”

“Yes, sir.”

I was trembling as I peeled off my shorts and boxers, standing there with my ass out while they watched.

“Bend over. Hands on the wall.”

I did. Still hard. Still blushing. He pressed the plug against me slowly, teasing my rim, circling it. I let out a quiet gasp.

Lucas leaned in. “Don’t react. Not a sound. You’ll see why.”

Then he lubed the toy and pushed the plug pushed in; smooth, deliberate, deep. My breath caught, and I clenched the wall. I felt the cool lube slicked onto the toy. The toy pressed against my hole and sank in slow;not painful, but deliberate. My whole body clenched as it locked in place.

“Good boy,” Brett murmured.

Lucas held the thong open for me like he was helping me into a tux. “Step in, toy.”

It slid up tight, hugging everything. The plug pulsed inside me the entire time I got dressed; if you could call it that. Red thong. Tight. My cheeks already poking out. I slipped a black tank top on, but it did nothing to hide me. My whole body felt exposed. Used. Buzzing.

I stood back up, shivering as it settled inside me, snug against my walls.

Lucas took out the remote. “Here’s the fun part,” he said, “All of the guys will be given the remote today. Anyone can press it at any time.”