Parameter Remote Control Novels & Stories

The noise is loud in the quiet store. Kir presses the button again. The buzzing stops. The smile on his face has my heart beating right out of my chest. When is he planning on using that on me? He doesn't put the remote back in the box. He doesn't hand it to the clerk to ring up. He slides the remote directly into the front pocket of his jeans. The remote control operates on a standard radio frequency. Usually, I'd want to crack the signal, clone the remote with my phone, and take the control back.

“And one final accessory.” He lifted the skirt of my dress. I held my breath as he slid the smooth, cool egg inside me. It settled deep, a foreign, but not unpleasant, presence. “This is a remote-controlled vibrator,” he explained, showing me the small, silver remote that looked like a car key fob. “I will have it in my pocket all night. I will control it. You will not come. No matter what I do, no matter how you feel, you will not come. Do you understand me, Ava?”

I panicked and my heart pounded heavily at the thought that someone might have listened and evaluated my testimony. “C-can… can somebody hear us now?!” I asked, terrified. “No,” Travis answered proudly, ”It doesn’t work now. I turned all its functions off.” “Can it be activated again… remotely?” I wanted to protect myself against anything. “There’s a possibility to do that but you’d have to be in range of the controlling device. If you get close enough, it might even turn on by itself without any actions made on the controller. When that happens the little red light will come on,” then he showed me where the light supposed to be.

He flipped the small remote around as he gave an explanation for another one of his unreasonable gadgets. "If well targeted, it auto connects to the brain and puts a stop to it. It's like you're dead, but your heart's still working." He shrugged, "it was my plan B." "Wow." I grabbed the remote from him. "So I could have used this on my brother the whole time?" I shook my head in disbelief. "That reminds me, I still have to pause two other people, is there a time limit before this wears off?" I wondered. "Nope." He shook his head, "until I press play." He shrugged.

His cock, still half-hard, twitched against his thigh as he looked at me. “What kind of idea?” Damon asked, voice low, amused. His fingers tightened on my hip, thumb brushing the sensitive skin just above my pubic bone. Ethan’s smirk grew. “We haven’t broken him properly yet. He's worth every cent. Right?” He reached over me, grabbed something from the nightstand drawer, a slim black remote with only two buttons. My stomach flipped when I saw it. A vibrating plug. Thick, ridged, flared base. He held it up, letting the red light catch the silicone. “This one’s got levels. And a timer.”

“While you were sleeping, I inserted a small, discreet toy. It’s vibration-only, silent to anyone but you. I control it with this.” Her hand flew instinctively between her legs. She felt nothing unusual, just a faint, internal fullness she’d attributed to soreness. “It’s remote-controlled, with a range of several miles,” he continued, his eyes glinting. “For the next week, at any moment I choose, in a meeting, at dinner, walking down the street, I could turn it on. I could bring you to the edge in a crowded room and leave you there. Or I could let it hum softly, a constant reminder of who you belong to.”

“Yes” she replied. He let out a breath and helped her up with his free hand and then he made a direct line to the control panel. He tapped his stud a couple of times. “Ryder, do you have a copy” “Yes Jay” replied Ryder “I’m on the other ship. Can you configure its system so we have control? There’s still a Pilot on here somewhere.” “Yes” Ryder said. “Open a line to me.” Jay tapped his stud again to turn it off and opened a line between both the ships. His voice came through the ships speakers. “If you can find the override key, I can do it remotely, that would be quickest.”

Connection over control. Choosing each other.

"It was the remote. You saw it in my dream, didn't you? That little black box. He would press a button, and I would lose control of my own body. I would walk where he told me to walk. I would shift when he told me to shift. I became a passenger in my own skin." I looked at Javier, my voice trembling. "Sometimes, when the babies move, or when I feel it surging in my blood... I’m afraid the remote is still there. Not a physical one, but a mental one. Like I’m still just a puppet waiting for someone to pull the strings." Javier didn't look away. He didn't tell me I was being dramatic. He moved onto the bed and pulled me into his lap, wrapping his arms around me. He was so warm, his heart beatin

he ordered. I reached back and slowly pulled the plug out of my ass. I felt empty, exposed. He took the plug from me and set it aside. Then he took the new toy. It was sleek and curved, with a flared base. He coated it in lube and pushed it inside me. It was bigger than the plug, and it stretched me in a new, interesting way. "This is remote-controlled," he said, holding up the small remote. "And I am in control." He pressed a button, and a low, deep vibration started inside me. I moaned, my knees buckling. "Get under my desk," he commanded.