I was always a fan of remote controlled toys. When I was a kid I had a car, a plane and a helicopter. And as I grew up, I wanted to have my very full size R/C Toy.
When my slave decided to not follow my instructions exactly during our previous session, I decided she needed more training and I also got to have my fun.
“I’m going to enjoy myself,” I said as I pulled on her armbinder. She nodded along — the most she could do considering the large hidden gag inside her mouth. The next step was to put in a small remote controlled vibrator in her pussy, rubbing it on her clit to get it wet before pushing it deep inside her. A good amount of lube and enjoyment on my part ended with a remote shock plug in her ass as she mum-phed around her gag while I tested the shock levels. A locking belt went around her waist and between her legs to ensure that neither of these intruders would fall out while she was out and about.
A couple of vibrating nipple clamps were next, each clamp was on a different remote connection so they worked independently. I added some duct tape to ensure that they were firmly attached and then put on her punishment bra with spikes to ensure that the rest of her tits were sensitive enough to ensure she would recognize when the specific nipple clamp was activated.
Hobble straps around her thighs made sure that she couldn’t walk too fast and go out of range. But just to make it more fun, for me at least, a tight hobble skirt went on as well. A posture collar went on next, hidden by a beautiful scarf that she had knitted herself. And then a large bulky coat that wrapped around her bound arms and covered her fully.
A mask covered her mouth and nose and I put in ear plugs in both ears, and then covered them with a pair of noise canceling headphones connected to my phone so that I could play commands if any of the other remotes stopped working. The final step was a pair of wrap-around sunglasses that I had painted black on the inside reducing her sight to nothing. I had toyed with the idea of black-out contacts, but they required more time to be removed in an emergency — safety first!
And then for my final effort, I pulled out the R/C remote that I had modified to control the toys and attachments.
“So, here’s the deal, slave,” I told her. “The vibe in your pussy means move forward.” I pushed the knob forward on my remote to illustrate. She started moving forward. I let go of the knob and she stopped. “The plug in your ass means go backwards, or if you’re already moving forward, stop and then if it continues, to go back.”
When I pulled back, she yelped and then hobbled, as intended by her various hobbles, she stepped back slowly.
I let go and then said, “Turn according to which nipple vibrates.” I pulled to the left and she moved forward and to the left. Immediately I pulled back. “Stupid slave! You only go forward if your pussy vibrates. Otherwise you turn on the spot. Now try it again!”
I pulled to the right and she spun around and around as best as she could on the same spot. Suddenly I pushed the forward knob as well and she took a second to adjust but increased the diameter of her rotation. “Well done. Let’s go out into the world, shall we?” I grinned.
Giving her no time to adjust, I pushed her forward and adjusted her direction until she pointed at the door and she walked straight towards it. “Oops,” I called out as she walked straight into the closed door. “Forgot to stop you in time!” But I kept the forward knob pulled, and to give her credit, she kept trying to walk into the closed door even as she kept hitting herself against it.
I enjoyed the view for a few moments and then pulled her back and opened the door. This time she walked through the door and I slowed movements down as we came to the steps. “The next time I press forward, take the step. I will stop while you get stabilized and then we’ll do it again.” I enjoy playing with my toy, but certainly don’t want to break it!
Step by step she inched forward until she was on level ground again and we picked up the pace. She started drifting left and I added some vibrations to her right nipple to straighten her out.
We walked until we reached the end of the block and the traffic lights were against us, so I had her do her little walk in a circle while the couple standing on the other side of the lights looked askance.
A kid on a scooter came up to me and said, “Hey Mister. Where’s the toy?”
For a moment I was tempted to point to her and then ask if he wanted to have a go, but I decided to avoid it for the first time out. “Somewhere around,” I said. “It has a come home function, so I don’t worry about losing it.”
The lights changed and we crossed the street and walked around the block before ending at the steps, which we crossed as we had on our way out, one at a time, although it was harder this time, going up with the hobble.
We got inside and I said, “Well that was fun! Oh there was one thing I forgot to show you. I can lock any of these knobs in a given position and I don’t have to hold it down!” I locked the back and the left button as she stumbled in a backwards circle. “Enjoy yourself for a while, slave! The batteries are full!” I said, walking off to the bedroom to get a nap.