Controlled by Strangers - Part 1
It was a stupid idea for Alice to post a link in a public forum that would allow strangers to control her vibrator. Especially on a day like today, when she had multiple things to do. But she needed that stimulation, needed that lack of control, needed the surprise of it all. Before going to bed, Alice began drafting a post to go on the forum, explaining what she was asking for and a basic outline of her day, alongside a link to remotely control it. After checking everything was perfect, she slipped into sleep, full of excitement for the next day…
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Once she had gotten ready for the day, she slipped the vibrator inside her panties and posted the link. People would come across it throughout the day, so she’d never not be able to be under someone’s control. Allowing total strangers to control her meant they had no clue of her exact schedule, they didn’t know when she’d be on the bus, or when she’d be shopping… but that surprise kept her on edge, and she loved the feeling of anticipation dripping through her body.
Alice had been on the bus for about twenty minutes before feeling a sudden movement in her panties. She knew what it was immediately, but her first thought was about the fact that there was someone sitting beside her. “Fuck” she thought to herself, not knowing if they’d be able to feel the vibrations… if they could, all she could do was hope that they assumed it was a phone, and not the fact that the girl next to them was currently being edged by a vibrator. Although… the idea that they did know was such a turn on for her, it only made her lean into the vibrator more, feeling herself get wetter at the thought that they knew she was so desperate that she would let total strangers play with her, and in public too. Not straying away from the thought, she focused her gaze on the passing scenery, trying to neutralise her face to not make it obvious that she was feeling incredibly horny.
The vibrations were constantly changing, whoever was controlling it was cycling through different speeds at a fast rate, not allowing her to get used to any one speed. There were still twenty minutes of the journey too, and the bumpiness of the road was making everything that tad more intense. At multiple points she bit her lips closed, not wanting any noises to escape and draw attention to myself. It was as if the bus was purposely hitting everything that would jolt her around more, everything that would push the vibrator further against her and make her feel everything even more than before.
Standing up to leave the bus, she felt wetness on her thighs. She pulled out her phone to look for somewhere with a public bathroom, anywhere she could go to wipe away as much as she could while she had the chance. She wore a dress on purpose, thinking it wouldn’t be as obvious as a wet patch on jeans. What she failed to think of, however, was the very real possibility that people could just see her wetness drip down her legs. Clearly, she’d been too excited by the thought of giving strangers access to a vibrator to think thoroughly about this.
Her first stop was a department store, she needed some more shoes for work. As she walked over to the shop, the vibrations stopped, creating a sense of loss within her. At least she could focus on getting to her first destination, and wasn’t going to walk into someone because of a sudden surge within her. She was able to gain her regular walking speed again, and quickly made her way into the shop and up to the shoe floor, where she began to pick out shoes that she thought would fit her needs. All while waiting for that next buzz, which seemed less and less likely to happen.
“Maybe the link just didn’t get that much interaction… or maybe people just aren’t awake yet.” She thought to herself as she walked around more, looking for her size in a certain style she’d found. She’d found quite a few pairs, and made her way over to a small bench so she could try them on. One pair. Nothing. Second pair. Nothing. Third…? Nothing again.
As she slipped one heel from the fourth pair onto her foot, a vibration shot through her body. “Oh not now… not with all these people watching”, she muttered under her breath, trying to stabilise herself. Now it was going to look like she couldn’t walk properly, as someone had turned the vibrations to the highest possible setting. And she had so many to try on, it was going to be fun, but not easy. Slipping the other on, she stood up and began to walk around in them, gauging how comfortable they were. Despite already trying on a few pairs, nothing was right just yet. So again, she tried on the next pair - trying not to lose balance as the vibrator continued on full power. The shop floor was noisy enough that nobody could hear anything, not over multiple conversations and the music playing from the overhead speakers. She was grateful for it - still having so many pairs to try on. She repeated the process until finding something that was comfortable, albeit walking in any pair was difficult due to the vibrations making her legs feel so unsteady.
After purchasing the best pair, she headed out, checking the time on her watch. She was due to meet her friend in ten minutes, in a cafe that was just down the road. Hopefully she wouldn’t feel the toy when they hugged, provided someone was still controlling it. It felt like they’d just left the control open and forgotten about it - it had been so continuous that she’d almost gotten used to it now. It didn’t seem like it was going to stop anytime soon, and her panties were just getting soaked more and more. Her mind was filled with thoughts about what they’d be like by the end of the day, how she couldn’t wait to finish herself off and have the intense orgasm that was building up inside her. Maybe she’d comment about it to thank everyone who helped, letting them know just how grateful she was that they helped satisfy her so much. It sounded a little bit desperate, but that was something she found to be quite hot too, so the thought wasn’t that bad and after all, it was nice to be grateful.