Will Kevin and Sara's adventures in kink have a happy ending ?

Sara wanted to scream. She could feel Kevin’s cock slide slowly in and out of her. Was he teasing her, or himself ? Himself, she reflected. There really wasn’t any point in teasing her any more.She was getting used to thinking fast. She had to, she knew she didn’t have long. But try as she might she couldn’t think of a way out of the nightmare she had created for herself.

He was thrusting faster now. She was sure she had thought of and or tried everything she could to let him know she was wrong, that this wasn’t fun any more. She had even thought about trying to send him a message in morse code by squeezing her pussy muscles. There were of course problems. Neither of them knew morse and as far as she could tell (which was not much ) any attempt to get his attention in that way seemed to make him think she was being enthusiastic.

Finally he came, she could feel him twitch and judder inside her, then the flow of his hot load filling her every nook and crevice. It was a familiar feeling of course. As he pulled out she tried to gather her thoughts in the minute or two she had left. She wanted to cry, to beg to get out. It had all gone so wrong. She missed the teasing, the anticipation, Kevin.

It had been her idea of course. She could see Kevin was tiring of the game and she understood that there was more to their relationship than sex. Even if the sex was mind bendingly amazing. For her part she knew that if she was restored that she would likely never feel some of the things she had experienced of late again. She was torn. Of course she missed normal life but she was becoming increasingly addicted to the sexual highs, the objectification, well all of it.

And so she had talked Kevin into her plan. She would undergo one more transformation. Her most extreme yet. And when she was done she would be restored. He had been reluctant but as understanding as ever and so the preparations had been made in accordance with her plan, her dream.

Her head was to vanish completely and her consciousness would be transferred to the sex toy. Her pussy would be all that remained of her. She would be conscious of course but totally helpless, unable to see, hear or talk. Her existence would consist of nothing but getting fucked. She was so excited. Kevin had been worried about the effect of the sensory deprivation on her long term well being. He also wanted to be sure there was a time limit set, especially given the impossibility of discussing how things were going .

Sara had finally accepted both ideas as sensible. Her brief to the magician requested that she would only be aware while being used and for a few minutes after so she could enjoy the afterglow. The rest of the time she really would be a sex toy in the bedside cabinet or bottom of the briefcase, just as inanimate. Her life really would consist of nothing but sex.

She had been more reluctant about the time limit. She felt if they “knew” that she would be out in a few weeks or a month or whatever that it would stop her really getting into the role, so to speak. She wanted to really go all the way, to be a toy, not just play at it. Finally they had thought of a compromise . Sara had had Kevin write a bunch of numbers on scraps of paper, fold them up and shuffle them. The number he picked at random would be the number of “uses” she would enjoy before her adventure came to an end. At the time she had been overjoyed when he had unfolded his chosen  scrap and revealed he had picked one thousand..

Kevin sighed and put the toy in the drawer. It wasn’t the same. He was lonely. So much of the fun before had been in sharing the game, in teasing Sara, in  playing out her fantasy together. He hadn’t been sure about the latest plan but realised it was something Sara needed to do. But he missed her. And sex with the toy was empty without the teasing, the banter or her reactions. He went back to the kitchen, grabbed a beer and settled for another night alone with the tv.

The thousand thing was troubling him. Sara had been so excited when he had revealed her fate so to speak. It was the highest number in the pack. He guessed she pictured him being as addicted as her, fucking his toy several times a day. Which had often been the case in the earlier games to be fair. As it was he had lost count, but he figured it was a week since he had got her out of the drawer. The maths was worrying but he just wasn't feeling the urge in the same way any more. He missed Sara, and the empty sex was not a substitute.

If anything her plan had been too successful, she was gone and left him with just a sex toy. He could only hope she was having fun.

Sara wanted to gasp. It seemed only a couple of minutes since she was last used. She was well aware that it would feel no different to her but if it had been months but she only had her perception to go on. It was a bit mind bending but she had so little time to think. Her thoughts were overwhelmed with the sexual pleasures coursing through her, the relief of fulfilling her purpose. She knew once Kevin was done she would only have a minute or two to try and think of a way out of her self designed torment before she would shut down once more. But her plan had been perfect. There wasn’t one.

Kevin looked at his phone. The message was from Kim, the new girl in the research department. Kevin glanced at the bedroom door. It was stupid. He felt guilty even though they were just chatting. Maybe flirting a little. Either way he wasn’t doing anything wrong. They had discussed this before Sara’s final transformation and Sara had said it was ok if he wanted to see someone else. He was sure that she had imagined him in a one night stand, or perhaps a hot date that left him so horny he rushed home and used her all the more. She had had everything mapped out. But it wasn’t as easy as that. He was lonely and a little angry. It felt like she had left him alone to chase her dream. On the other hand having your ex-girlfriend in the drawer as a living sex toy was hardly a good basis for a new relationship.

It had been a couple of weeks again, Kevin realised as he got ready for bed. Then he looked at the bedside cabinet with a pang of guilt. He had a great time at the movies with Kim. Just to be out socialising he told himself. But deep down he knew there was more to it than that. She was hot, no question. And it seemed like she was into him. He lay staring at the ceiling, at this rate Sara would be hiding in his drawer for decades. Not that she would be any the wiser. Well not until she got out. She had got exactly what she wanted. Why should he suffer ?

Sara wanted to scream. To scream let me out of here to be precise. She could feel Kevin’s cum inside her. He had just pulled out and she knew in a couple of minutes she would “shut down” as she called it. It meant the next thing she knew would be him entering her again. She had no idea of what they were up to, certainly nowhere near a thousand. Fuck, worry, repeat, was her life now. And it was all her idea. Her stupid idea.

Kevin’s tongue traced a line slowly up the soft skin of her inner thigh. He grinned to himself as he felt her petite body writhe underneath him. Not that she could go far, she was tied tightly to the bed frame. He kissed and licked his way higher, over her smoothly waxed mound. He paused to enjoy her scent, and her helpless wriggling, then kissed up over her flat belly and took a playful bite of each of her nipples. Her breasts were small, firm and enticing but he moved on. He was so turned on he had to. He kissed around her black leather blindfold and locked his tongue with hers  as it found its way through the ring gag buckled tightly around her gorgeous face. Finally Kevin eased himself into her. He knew he was getting over excited and didn't want to screw up. But it felt so good to make love to a whole woman once again.

It had taken five dates for Kevin and Kim to end up in bed, and another five for Kevin to discover she was so kinky. Since then they had been together two or three times a week. Kevin smiled as she dozed alongside him. Untied she was beautiful, smart, funny. Tied up, she was so much fun. But he could not stop thinking about what was in the drawer next to them. He wasn’t sure who he was being unfaithful to but he didn’t feel good about himself. With a heavy heart he decided that he knew what he had to do. He needed to call the magician, even though it was expressly against the rules of the game. He had to be honest with Kim and once she was out he had to be honest with Sara. It was the honourable thing to do, even if it meant he lost both of them.

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“I don’t know what to say”.

“I know, its , I , well me either”.

“And how long have you had her in that drawer now ?  “

It felt odd discussing this as they lay naked in his bed, but Kevin was doing his best to explain. He realised it must seem utterly nuts . Or maybe evil. But despite the dread he felt at how Kim might react, he felt knew he had to be honest.

“Well about nine months, but it’s more she had herself in the dra….”

“Can I see? “

“I, er, what ? I mean, sure I guess.”

Kevin fumbled in the drawer and handed over the toy. Sara. His girlfriend .  His hand was shaking, he was nervous, waiting for the inevitable angry outburst. He watched as Kim turned the relatively non descript black metal tube in her hand and examined it. She stared intently at the business end then slipped her index finger into the waiting entrance.

Sara knew something was different but wasn’t sure what. It took her a second. She figured when the only sense left to you is that of touch inside your pussy, you become very attuned to it. It didn't take long for Sara to realise it was a finger inside her. She couldn’t remember Kevin ever doing that before. It felt good, nice, different. Anything feeling different was such a relief. She felt a pang of disappointment when the finger slid back out although moments later,before she had shut down, it was replaced with something else . A tongue! In her mind she gasped in delight

Kim giggled as the swollen pussy lips at the end of the tube twitched and contracted as her tongue explored them. Kevin couldn’t believe his eyes.

Sara’s mind was reeling. She was sure the finger wasn’t Kevin’s.It wasn’t like him and it seemed too small. She had no idea about the tongue but it had been a long while since he had touched her that way. Had he found someone else ? Had he given her away. She was a sex toy, she had waived her right to be thought of as a normal woman long ago, but it still hurt. She just didn't know and she realised she probably only had a few seconds left to think about it before she shut off again. Maybe she never would.

“I don’t know what to say, you are being amazing about this. I figured you would just freak out.”

“Well I am a little freaked out but it's also kinda hot in a way too extreme kind of way. You tell me this was all her choice and if that's the case then I have to think about it in that way. It's been two years since you had a whole partner ? “

“In total yeah .. about a year since she's been like this, the last couple of months of which I have been with .. “



“Plenty of people get divorced and remarry faster than that. “

Kevin’s heart sank as he watched Kim slide out of the bed and gather her clothes. She was leaving, he couldn’t blame her.

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The next few days had dragged for Kevin, he hadn’t heard from Kim and he hadn’t felt like using Sara. Or even looking at her, or what was left of her. He had resolved to speak to the magician about calling the whole thing off. If Sara was mad so be it.  Finally his phone lit up with a message from Kim, asking to meet up. Inevitably she was suggesting a coffee shop on Saturday morning . That was it, she wanted to break up.

Kevin had arrived early and was half way through his latte when Kim had arrived. She looked amazing in a cute summer dress over her petite figure, which did nothing to brighten his mood. He ordered her her usual iced caramel thing.

“No, listen Kevin, don't say anything. I have done a lot of thinking about our situation the past few days. I mean a lot. “

“OK”

He sat quietly and prepared to face the music. At least she hadn't called the cops.

“So as I see it things were going pretty well for us until, well, this thing. And now we find ourselves in the weirdest relationship triangle in history. So I got to thinking what the options were. I could just dump you. But I don’t want to. Sara  seems to want to be a sex object above all else  and you are as kinky as fuck. Well the thing is I am too so there must be a solution.”

Kevin just nodded and listened. Even given Kim’s background he was amazed she could break all this down so impassively. Impressive or cold ?

“As far as I can see you could just leave her in the drawer and she would never know. If she is only aware when she is used then we could leave her in there forever or dump her in the ocean and forget all about her and she would be none the wiser..”

“Hey, no, I couldn't, she's still … “

“Hey. It wasn’t a suggestion, I was just pointing out how far she had gone in her quest to be nothing more than a sex toy. “

“I, I ….”

“So here is my suggestion. We keep her as a sex toy, for as long as she wants. But she’s not much use to me as she is and is a bit of a one trick wonder. So we get the magician to redesign her for fun for both of us and see what happens?”

“But ..”

“If she doesn’t dig it then we will restore her and we will deal with the mess, but I have a hunch…Anyway, think about it and let me know.”

“I. But, how ? Redesi? “

Kim had gone before Kevin had managed to put a coherent sentence together. Mind still reeling he headed home. He had a lot to think about.

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“It’s here “

“It ? “

Kevin walked back into the apartment. Kim was waiting, laying on the sofa, quite naked. It took him several moments to tear his eyes away from her and take in the surprisingly small suitcase on the floor.

“Excited ? “

“Nervous! What if she hates it, if she's mad?”

“Then it’s her choice. And yours. If she wants to go back to normal you can have her restored and I will leave. But I have a feeling that it will be alright.”

Kim’s logic was sound, he had to agree. If Sara was so hell bent on being a sex toy then being one for both of them should be twice the fun. And sex toys don’t have feelings, scruples, morals even. Kim’s idea is that Sara could keep them both entertained and live her fantasy in a form that wasn’t even of her own choosing, the ultimate submission. And if she hated it then all bets were off.

“So she still has no idea?”

“No, she's been off all this while . She may take a while to process everything ?”

“You think !! ? “

“Shall we?”

Kim slowly unzipped the case. It was one of the wheeled carry-on ones, with a hard plastic shell. As she folded the lid back Kevin gasped. Took a step back. Then sat on the couch.

“Oh, my, god.”

“She does look hot doesn’t she?”

The inside of the bag had a cut out lining a bit like Kevin had seen on high end camera cases. Set in the custom shaped cut out was Sara. It was definitely Sara.Kevin was speechless. It was strange seeing her after so much time. And like this.

“I”

“You like ?”

Kevin looked again. Sara’s pretty features were indeed restored. Everything else looked very different. Her small boobs were now more than generous. Each nipple sported a solid silver ring. Her shoulders curved gently into her chest, of arms there was no sign at all. Her belly had mostly gone too,  there were just a couple inches of taut flesh and a navel sporting another of the rings beneath her pillowy orbs before her hips and pussy. And that was all, her legs too were gone without so much as a hint that they had ever existed.

“She looks amazing. I don’t know what to say.”

“Well she has three holes to use now, and a tongue. Otherwise quite helpless and outside the bedroom quite useless too.  Shall we turn her on? Looking at your pants she’s already having that effect on you! “

Sara blinked then screwed her eyes up. The light hurt. It took a moment for that to sink in. She could see. Tears started to roll down her cheek as she tried to process what that meant. She went to brush the tears away and nothing happened. Figuring it must take a while for her to get used to having a body again she ignored that. She sobbed.

“Thank god that was so awful. Kevin ? “

Her mind was swimming with questions, had she really been used one thousand times. It didn’t seem possible. How much time had passed?

“Sssh, relax… keep your eyes closed for a bit”

“What happened ? Did you have fun ? I can’t tell you how glad I am that you used me so much. Kevin I made a terrible mistake, I hated being trapped in there. I loved being your sex toy before but I went too far, it was torture with no interaction and build up, I hated every minute.”

“Kevin, is everything OK? I feel odd ? “

“Sshh, there’s quite a lot of news ,..”

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Kevin breathed a sigh of relief as he closed the apartment door behind him. One of those days. He dumped his bag and jacket and then smiled as he heard an unmistakable sound. Kim moaning with delight. He started to pull the rest of his clothes off. As expected Kim had Sara on the table and was kneeling over her head so that Sara’s tongue could have unrestricted access. With Sara’s hips at the edge of the table Kevin could easily slide his already rock hard member into Sara’s ever wet pussy and still kiss his wife. This never got old. He felt Sara’s pussy clamp around him as he kissed Kims neck and breasts.

Sara gasped. She hadn’t seen Kevin arrive, with her head buried in Kim's thighs, but his presence was more than welcome. His thrusts inspired her to work even harder to pleasure Kim with her tongue. The studs had been Sara’s idea and she knew Kim loved the feel of them inside her, although the heavy metal did affect Sara’s speech a bit. Sara shivered in delight as she felt Kevin come inside her. Kim wasn't far behind. She felt a warm glow of satisfaction. She didn’t cum herself, but she rarely did these days. That wasn’t the point, not any more. She was just pleased to be used. More, it was what she craved.

Kim was sleeping lightly, her head on Kevin’s shoulder. He gazed at the ceiling thoughtfully. He had so much to thank her for. He had never been happier and it was Kim who had rescued Sara from her self imposed prison. Who knows what would have happened otherwise. Sara had been in shock for a while when she was woken up and there were more tears, but she had been so thankful for her early release that she was also very accepting. She had fitted into her new life surprisingly easily, it was clear she loved having two people to be used by and she had been quick to realise Kim’s version of a sex toy was both more fun and more rewarding than her own. These days she spent part of her time on the bed or couch like a helpless pillow. When Kim and Kevin didn't need her or want her about she was simply set back in her case. Once shut inside she was “turned off” and stored ready for her the next time her owners wanted some fun. An unconventional relationship for sure but everyone seemed happy.

Sara lay helplessly on the table. She guessed they were asleep but that was ok. She would doze and let her mind wander. She was starting to think of how to make herself a better toy. They rarely spoke to her these days and she revelled in being treated like an object to be enjoyed rather than a person, it was her dream come true after all. Perhaps they could have the magician remove her voice ? She didn't need it.  She just wanted to be the best sex toy possible….