It Runs in the Family
Chapter 69
Summer Lovin’: Part 37
The sex toy mindlessly pumped her hips, performing her movements with automated purpose. Words of devotion spilled from her lips without recognition. They had been plugged into her empty mind and she merely recited them as she had been programmed.
“Sex toys don’t think. Sex toys obey. Sex toys don’t think. Sex toys obey.”
“Oh Connie, don’t stop,” Heidi whined beneath her.
The sex toy didn’t stop, though it had no concept of who this Connie was. All identity and personality had been stripped away. She was nothing but a sex toy meant to serve and fuck. So she continued to fuck Heidi with her strap-on, ignoring her own mounting pleasure and need to cum.
“I’m so close!”
The sex toy heard the desperation in her voice and thrust in deep. It would bring Heidi the orgasm she desired. The sex toy had been on the verge of her own orgasm for so long, and yet her programming included a mental block to stop her from cumming. Sex toys don’t cum, her programming whispered in her mind. They only bring pleasure.
Sonia sat behind Heidi, stroking her tits and kissing her neck as she watched.
“Fuck. It’s so hot watching Connie fuck you. And just look how out of it she is.”
Heidi groaned as the sex toy fucked her relentlessly. She reached back and clutched at Sonia’s hand.
“I want to be that blank for you. Please make her fuck my mind away.”
“You heard her, sex toy. Fuck her brains out.”
“I obey,” the sex toy replied. Her hips froze in place as she reached out and forced Heidi to stare into her eyes. Instantly Heidi became fixated. The sex toy knew that Heidi’s mind was open and obedient to her words. She did not deserve this obedience; the sex toy was below all gathered at the party. But it would use this influence to grant the request of her mistresses.
“You will feel your brains being fucked out of you,” the sex toy instructed in monotone. “Every thrust will take more intelligence away. You will sink and submit to the pleasure. You will allow this sex toy to fuck your brains out.”
“Yes,” Heidi moaned with blank need.
The sex toy released Heidi’s head. She began to blink and stir with signs of life. Then the sex toy plunged the strap deep inside. Heidi’s body shuddered with instant delight. Every thrust made her eyes roll back and squeezed a dumb moan from her lips. The sex toy worked efficiently while Heidi drooled on herself with mindless joy.
“You look so fucking dumb,” cooed Sonia as she kissed Heidi’s neck.
“Fuck dumb,” she groaned, looking too lost in pleasure to comprehend words anymore.
“That’s it. Fuck every last thought out of her pretty head.”
Sex toy heard the command and nodded. “Understood.”
The toy quickened her pace, thrusting her hips mercilessly. Heidi was moaning, babbling nonsense as the orgasm quickly overtook her. The sex toy did not stop fucking her until Heidi fell totally limp against Sonia’s chest.
“Have your brains been fucked out?”
“Guh,” she groaned, giving the weakest nod.
“Understood.” Having fulfilled her commands the sex toy slid her strap-on out of Heidi’s pussy and stood at attention. It was not human, only a sex toy, and yet its legs strangely felt weak, as if they would give out any second. Almost as if the sex toy were a person who had been fucking non-stop and been rendered totally exhausted.
But the sex toy could not be exhausted or weak. It only existed to fuck and obey. The sex toy steeled itself and straightened her back.
“Is there anything else you need of this sex toy?”
Sonia was preoccupied playing with her limp, entranced girlfriend, so sex toy merely stood there awaiting confirmation. Eventually Sonia glanced up and dismissed her with a wave of her hand.
“It’s been a blast, sex toy. Go fuck someone else.”
“Understood. Thank you for using this pathetic sex toy.” She bowed in gratitude to her mistresses, then turned and walked away to find another owner to use it next.
The sex toy paced the room with a blank expression. It approached a pair of women scissoring on the floor. As an object it possessed no memories, yet she knew the names of the women fucking on the floor were Mistress Aubrey and Mistress Michelle.
“Can this sex toy be of assistance, mistresses?”
Michelle smiled fondly up at it, making a strange but pleasant warmth fill its chest. “No thank you, sex toy. I’m being very well taken care of.”
Aubrey straddled the older woman, hugging her leg as she drove her hips down mercilessly. The muscular woman seemed exhausted but grinned with satisfaction, an emotion the sex toy knew very well. If sex toys could have emotions, that is.
The sex toy shook its head to clear the strange thoughts. It was an object; it wasn’t meant to have thoughts at all.
Still it noticed the sweat glistening on the scissoring women and saw a way to serve. “This sex toy will bring some water so its mistresses stay hydrated.”
“Such a thoughtful sex toy,” Michelle said warmly, until Aubrey’s body grinding down on hers recaptured her attention.
Satisfied it could serve, the sex toy quickly left and returned with two glasses of water. It stood buzzing from a job well done as it watched the pair of mistresses gulp down the refreshing drink. When they resumed scissoring and moaning the sex toy knew it held no more use for them.
It began to scan the room for someone else to serve, but that’s when it heard the sharp commanding sound of fingers snapping.
The sex toy went rigid with a rush of submissive need. It pivoted toward the sound like a com unerringly tuned to find North. Mistress Katie sat in a chair in the corner of the room, her smile shining with the desire to torment. The sex toy hurried to her, the words of Mistress Katie ringing in her empty head to remind her of her proper place.
“How can this sex toy pleasure you, Mistress?”
Katie snickered. “I’m pretty well covered for pleasure.”
It was only then that the sex toy noticed the other women serving her. Mistress Coop knelt between Mistress Katie’s legs, eating her out, while mistress Jane was busy sucking at her tits. The sex toy burned with envy.
“What can this sex toy do? Please command this sex toy.”
Katie seemed to enjoy the sex toy’s desperation. It opened her mouth to beg more but then Katie snapped her fingers again. It froze obediently, and so too did Coop and Jane freeze. They all stared at Katie awaiting orders.
“That’s enough, sluts. I need a word with your Mistress.”
The sex toy blinked and looked around, but didn’t see anyone else who would qualify as their Mistress.
With a whine Coop and Jane peeled themselves off of Katie and took up positions besides the sex toy. They even smiled lovingly at the sex toy and stroked their hands along her body.
Coop groped her tit and asked, “Enjoying yourself, Connie?”
The sex toy shuddered. “This sex toy has no name. It is only a sex toy.”
“Right, right.”
Jane slid a hand along the sex toy’s slick thigh. “I gotta say I wasn’t super into the idea of making you a sex toy. After all I only just became a sex slave and now you’re getting ed around the party instead of using me.”
The sex toy opened her mouth to respond but Jane suddenly gripped the strap-on. Real physical pleasure surged through her body and the sex toy let out a mindless whine.
“But I got to say you look really fucking sexy fucked out of your mind like this, Mistress.”
“I’m not- this sex toy isn’t—”
Jane cut off her protests by stroking her hand along the shaft of the toy. The sex toy wilted and moaned under her touch. Her body was burning with the need to cum and yet sex toys didn’t cum, leaving it in an agonizing limbo right on the edge.
“Just promise to fuck me like the sex slave I am when you get your mind back.”
None of this made sense to the sex toy, but the pleasure and the need to obey overrode any contradictions. It simply obeyed like a good sex toy and moaned, “I promise to fuck you like a sex slave! I promise!”
“Good toy.”
Jane wrung one last moan of desperation out of the sex toy before she released the strap-on. Then she and Coop gave the oblivious toy a kiss on either cheek before the went away giggling to each other about how hot someone named Connie looked.
The sex toy swayed in place, panting as its mind glitched. The conditioning held back the imminent orgasm with Herculean will, and eventually the pleasure subsided. It hadn’t cum. It was a good sex toy.
The sex toy opened her eyes and saw mistress Katie watching it with open delight. The sex toy straightened up, ing it was meant to be made of resilient plastic and not weak flesh.
“H-how can this sex toy please you, mistress?”
“You’re already doing a great job. That Jane really is a tease, isn’t she?”
The sex toy bit its lip. “This sex toy just wants to obey.”
“It’s been over an hour by now. How’s my pathetic denied sex toy feeling?”
“Absolutely perfect, mistress.”
“And how badly do you need to cum?”
The sex toy trembled as it replied, “I- sex toys don’t cum.”
“That’s a good sex toy.” Katie spread her legs wide to show off her gorgeous pussy. “Now fuck your mistress.”
“Yes mistress!”
The sex toy rushed in to obey, plunging its strap into Katie with an overjoyed moan. It fucked her at a frantic pace. It could feel the cracks in its programming as mechanical obedience crashed against the physical limits of her body. It needed to cum. But sex toys don’t cum. It pumped its hips even as its mind felt on the verge of breaking.
And Katie writhed beneath it, clawing at the sex toy’s back as she cried out in bliss. “Fuck. I can’t believe how real this feels,” Katie muttered.
The sex toy didn’t understand what Katie meant, but it wasn’t the place for an object to understand things. Especially when that object was out of its mind with orgasmic need.
Sex toys obeyed. Sex toys fucked. Sex toys didn’t think.
And so the sex toy blankly fucked its mistress, ignoring all signs of exhaustion in its muscles. At Katie’s command sex toy lifted Katie’s legs and put them over her shoulders, fucking her mistress deeper.
It wasn’t just its own pleasure that was driving the sex toy mad. It was the sounds of pure delight coming from its mistress Katie. To know it was pleasing her so well filled its mind with blinding happiness.
“Oh fuck. Connie. Sex toy. I’m gonna cum.”
Sex toy pumped its sore hips faster, bracing itself to ignore its own pleasure as it made its mistress cum.
But then Katie shouted, “Cum with me!”
And just like that the sex toys brain short circuited. It came, like it was programmed not to but compelled to obey its mistress. It came and melted in all the pent up need. The long denied orgasm crashed over the sex toy and it flopped down onto its mistress, stuttering its mantras as its hips jerked by reflex.
Katie enjoyed the magnificent breakdown while she came. She clutched Connie close and held her as she twitched and moaned, feeling the strap still buried deep in her pussy. It was nearly enough to cum all over again as she watched the light fade from Connie’s weary eyes, leaving her blank and lifeless as a doll.
“That was amazing. You’re amazing, Connie.”
A faint groan emanated from Connie’s throat as she blinked slowly. The empty eyes held no recognition that they heard the words at all.
“Don’t worry, Mistress. I’ve got you.”
Katie stroked Connie’s hair and began to whisper in her ear. It reminded her so much of the two of them restoring the minds of the other party guests. She did just as Connie taught her and gently brought her sex toy’s mind back together into its original state. Restoring her Mistress just as she was meant to be.
“Now wake up, Connie. We missed you.”
Connie woke comfortably nuzzled against Katie’s tits. The memory of her time as a sex toy remained crisp in her mind like a wonderful dream. The exertion and exhaustion still permeated her body, but the floating submissive joy of being pushed so past her limits left her smiling.
“Fuuuuck,” she let out slowly. “That was everything I wanted it to be. Thank you, slave.”
“Trust me, Mistress, I owed you.” Katie kissed her cheek. “You make a wonderful sex toy, but we all missed you.”
“I know I definitely owe Jane and Coop some personal—” Connie shifted and suddenly moaned, caught off guard by a rush of pleasure in her crotch. She looked down and realized that the strap-on she wore was still nestled deep in Katie’s cunt, but what really shocked her was the intense sensation of the strap sliding out.
It should have just been a piece of plastic and yet Connie felt it as a real part of herself. With a gasp she slid herself fully free of Katie and stood there trembling, trying to get her bearings. The toy glistened from use. Connie ran an experimental finger over it and the intimate touch forced her to bite her lip.
Katie’s devious grin confirmed Connie’s suspicion.
“So I assume it was your idea to make the toy feel real like this?”
“Guilty,” she snickered. “But it’s even cooler than that. Just watch. Toy time’s over.”
Something shifted in Connie’s mind. She blinked and when she looked down the strap-on had vanished completely. She waved her hand over her now bare crotch and felt nothing there at all.
“Wha- holy shit.”
“We figured you’d be a better sex toy with some accessories, but we couldn’t exactly run out to a sex shop. So I decided to test what hypnosis could do. Toy time, Connie.”
Connie’s eye twitched as something shifted back in place in her mind. One moment she felt normal, and the next moment the strap-on was back. She could even feel the rough caress of the harness around her waist and thighs. She shifted in place and the strap bobbed up and down, moving with real weight. And when she reached down her fingers felt real plastic, but more than that she felt the sensual throb of need radiate from the toy. Almost like she’d really grown a cock.
“Well this is definitely a new one for me.”
“I’m pretty proud of it,” Katie said as she took a small bow in her chair. “The real trick was hypnotizing everyone so we would see and feel your toy like it was real too. That was M’s suggestion. She put me under when it was my turn.”
Connie nodded like she was listening, but really her mind was racing with the possibilities of this. She’d always wanted to sneak some sex toys into the house to have more fun, but was worried about what would happen if they were found. Nobody would ever find this special toy, though. Not unless she was using it on them, in which case they’d already be helpless under her.
Suddenly a hand stroked the strap and Connie whimpered, wilting in place from the pleasant need filling her. Katie was grinning at her, clearly wanting her attention.
“I’m over here, Mistress.”
She gripped the toy and began to stroke her hand over the shaft. Connie clenched her fists as the strange, wonderful sensations overtook her.
Part of her could be rational. Academically speaking there was nothing touching her at all. Katie was just sliding her hand back and forth in the air before her crotch, touching nothing at all. It was just a pantomime of a handjob.
But the hypnosis had them.
So when Katie tugged on the strap that shouldn’t be real Connie felt herself pulled forward and let out an embarrassing noise at the rush of pleasure.
“We’re just having a shared hallucination, Mistress. But it still feels good, right?”
“Yes,” Connie whined.
“Of course we had to condition you not to cum,” she explained matter of factly, her hand never slowing as it stroked back and forth along the strap. “Orgasms would just slow a good sex toy down.”
Connie whimpered and nodded her agreement. “B-but I’m not a sex toy anymore.”
“Don’t worry, Mistress. Your loyal slave will make you cum. I’m just curious about something.”
“What’s that?”
“I’m curious about watching you cum as I jerk off nothing but air.”
The teasing was exceptionally hot. To be reduced to nothing but putty in a dominant woman’s hand. Except Connie had already had her time as a sex toy.
“I want to test out this toy too,” she said, doing her best to hold back a moan. Then Connie put power into her voice. “Except I think you’re in my seat, slave.”
Katie had been enraptured watching her hands working the strap-on, but now she looked up in surprise to see Connie’s stern expression. She melted instantly, her cocky grin turning into submissive desire as she slid out of the chair and fell to her knees.
“Of course, Mistress,” Katie said with a deep bow of her head, excitement clear in her voice.
Connie settled into the chair. Her body still felt exhausted from being used by the whole party, and her heart was racing from Katie’s teasing. She swore she could feel her strap pulsing with the need to cum. She took a deep breath and willed herself to relax. To take control of her body and desires. She was in charge now. She would enjoy herself properly.
“Much better. Now you can get me off, slave.”
Katie eagerly reached for the toy standing rigid in the air, but Connie shook her head.
“Oh no. I want to see how your mouth feels on the special tool you gave me.”
Her slave’s face turned bright red. Watching the formerly dominant woman meekly leaning forward to suck the strap was surely going to be a highlight of the night. Kate reverently kissed the tip of the toy. Connie shuddered with bliss.
“Worship me, slave.”
“Yes, Mistress,” Katie sighed contentedly, finally opening her mouth and began to suck on the strap. It was a strange, wonderful new type of sensation. Similar to being eaten out but Connie could feel the tongue stroking the length of the toy. How warm Katie’s mouth was enveloping her. Even if a rational voice told her that it was all in her head Connie didn’t care. Hypnosis really was magical.
“Oh hell yes!”
Connie opened her eyes in surprise to find Coop beside her. “Hey Coop. I mean, slave,” she chuckled.
“Welcome back, Mistress.” She bent over the arm of the chair to give Connie a hug and a kiss on the cheek. “I saw Katie blowing you and figured you must be back in charge.”
“I certainly am. Would you like to serve your Mistress too, slave?”
“Fucking A, Mistress!” Coop slid down to kneel besides Katie. Then she chuckled. “You’ve never sucked a dick before, have you?”
Katie pulled away shocked, gasping for breath. “I- well no but… Was I doing a bad job?”
“You felt amazing, slave.”
Coop put her hands on her hips and tutted. “No offense, Mistress, but you never got your dicked sucked before. Here, let me show you.”
She dipped her head down to Connie’s lap and pressed her tongue to the side of the toy. Slowly she dragged her tongue along the entire length, making Connie shiver. Just as she reached the tip Coop took the toy in her mouth, then down her throat as she swallowed the strap to the base. Connie could feel every inch of her toy throbbing inside Coop’s mouth.
“Fuuuuck,” she groaned, gripping the sides of the chair. Coop giggled, then began bobbing her head back and forth, expertly showing off her skills.
Connie worried that Katie would be put out by Coop taking over, but to her surprise she was staring at Coop in awe, mesmerized by the display. When Coop finally pulled back to stop, drool dripping from her mouth, she grinned.
“Just try it like that.”
“Okay,” Katie said quietly. Then, determined, she began to suck the strap again. Coop was whispering advice in her ear, but Connie couldn’t follow it. She was too busy writhing and struggling to control herself. She couldn’t cum this fast. She wanted to savor this moment and make it last. Two devoted slaves worshipping her in this fascinating new way. She had to distract herself.
Connie scanned the room for anything to occupy her thoughts that wasn’t the rising need to cum. But then her eyes found Jane and she sucked in her breath.
Jane was across the room on the couch, straddling Michelle’s lap. Her hands resting on Michelle’s tits as they ionately made out.
“Oh fuck.”
The pleasure deepened and coiled within her as she stared. The hypnotic conditioning kept Jane and Michelle from recognizing each other, so as far as they knew they were just two horny strangers hooking up at an orgy. Mother and daughter, oblivious to the truth. They were nothing more than Connie’s slaves making out.
Just then Michelle opened her eyes and caught Connie watching from across the room. She whispered something in Jane’s ear and the two women giggled. They flashed a pair of identically teasing smiles at Connie. Michelle’s hand slid up to squeeze Jane’s tit, while Jane slid a hand down between Michelle’s legs. Michelle made a show of throwing back her head and moaning, while Jane leaned in to kiss at her cleavage. And all the while they kept themselves turned so Connie could watch. Doing it all just to turn her on.
“I’m gonna cum,” Connie announced urgently.
Beneath her she heard Katie laugh. “So soon, Mistress?”
All plans of holding back went out the window. Now the orgasm was rushing like a speeding train through her system, unable to be held back.
“Get me off,” she commanded. Her eyes were still glued on Jane and Michelle as they ionately made out, but she could hear the twin gasps of need from Katie and Coop.
“Yes, Mistress,” they said together. Then she felt their mouths on the strap, their tongues desperately licking and mouths sucking as she was consumed by the powerful orgasm. She couldn’t even tell who was deep throating the cock without looking. She only felt the intense pleasure and her mind conjured the image of Coop and Katie both taking her strap deep at the same time. The impossible image became reality and suddenly her pleasure doubled, the orgasm compounding and taking over her.
Connie moaned and came hard, not holding back in the slightest. Jane and Michelle continued to kiss until the moans died down, and then they both looked back with satisfied smiles. Michelle gave her daughter’s ass a smack as a final tease, then they went back to comfortably groping and kissing at their leisure.
Connie went limp in the chair, feeling utterly spent. “Holy shit.”
“Did you enjoy your first blowjob, Mistress?” Coop asked excitedly.
“So much. It was so good. Different. But good.” Connie shook her head, trying to get her brain working again. “Really intense, too.”
“We’re glad we could serve you,” said Katie, moving up to sit on the chair of the arm. Coop quickly took the other arm, both girls leaning in to Connie on either side. They kissed their exhausted Mistress’ cheeks and held her.
“That was really fun, Mistress.”
“Agreed,” Coop said with a nod. “And you picked up sucking cock quick, Katie.”
“I had a good teacher,” Katie snickered.
“Plus there’s no mess since it was plastic. Or hypno plastic, I guess.”
“Huh.” Connie scrunched up her nose in thought. “It is just a suggestion, so I suppose you could make me think it was the real thing. It would be interesting to feel what that’s like. Plus it would be hot to cum on your faces, slaves.”
Both Katie and Coop whimpered happily at the idea.
Connie stroked Coop’s face, picturing it plastered in her cum. “You’d look so hot. And since its just in your head no one else would be able to see. I could send you out to spend the day with my cum all over your face and no one would know but us.”
“That would be so hot,” Coop groaned.
Connie was amazed she could still be horny after everything she’d done tonight. But if she had one last fuck in her she knew who to use it on.
“You girls clean up and enjoy yourselves. I’ve got to see about my slaves on the couch over there.”
“Enjoy yourself, Mistress.”
Connie turned her eyes on Jane and Michelle. “Oh, I will.”