I grabbed the opener, found my clothes, and snuck out of the room. ======================================== The next few days felt surreal. It was obv...ously just a coincidence, it was clear the box controlled me. So I barked. I can’t explain that but it doesn’t make any more sense to say that a button makes me bark. In fact that was pretty fucking crazy. But it didn’t make any more sense to put that evening’s festivities off to a whimsical urge. I had been completely out of control. Something. She really hasn’t walked around a lot with a plug in her, and the feeling running through her as she feels it press into her as she does arouse her some.She returns to the meeting and for the next two hours, she wiggles in her seat from time to time to enjoy the awareness of it rubbing on the sides of her anus. Others in the meeting see the small smile playing on her lips and think she is in favor of what is being discussed.When the meeting breaks, she hurries and gets herself some lunch and. As she arched her back and moaned she was held in place securely, and she whispered in my ear something I would come to here almost whenever I strapped her down- “I’m yours- do whatever you want to me.” Taking her advice, I generously lubed up my first two fingers on my right hand with the thick water-based lubricant that she prefers and rubbed it all over her warm slit. She made just about the only movement that she could and angled her hips back, welcoming my fingers inside her. With two. I found the words distracting. I had a real choice here: refuse Rex's coital demands for the spoken words of his prowess. If I did, I'd risk ending this right now. I could acquiesce in practice, if not in reality. What I told him was true: he was bigger and fucked better. Would Karl ever go for such an arrangement? Maybe so, maybe not. Rex broke my concentration. I needn't have worried. Rex is so skilled at reading body language, he brought it up. "You have a choice to make. You know that.