“Fuckkkk, harder Alé.” Somewhere between a moan and a begging whimper, sound shot out of my mouth while my boyfriend teased my entrance. “Pleaseeee use my pussy. I lovee when you fuck it hard.”

I can’t believe it had only been three months since we met, and he rocked my world over and over again since. The dates, the sex, the romantic gestures, and how well he got along with my friends told me that he was the one I’d really been looking for. Now it was my birthday weekend, and my boyfriend knew exactly how I wanted to start the weekend that was all about me.

And he was always fun entertainment if we went somewhere boring that was missing a showman. He’d break out a hypnotic induction with a pendant or wiggling his fingers and have party guests do fun things like revealing fun secrets, denial dances, and talk about their sex life. It was so fun to be around, and he knew it turned me on from the first time he hypnotized someone in front of me. 

Since then, he’s put me in trances and we’ve had some fun, but I don’t think it’s been anything too crazy. Besides, you know, making his dick feel like the perfect filler of my pussy, and having his cum taste like candy. 

“You’re going to be a Good Girl tonight, Kaylie. I’m going to fuck you for hours and use you how we both love.” God it was so hot that he talks like that. It’s like he has me figured out; he knows my pussy melts when he talks to me in his dom daddy voice. He treats me like his slut in my own bedroom, roommates just a wall away. 

“Just stay still, sweetie. Let daddy take care of you.” I was so lost in bliss I didn’t even hear the handcuffs until they snapped shut around my wrists. I moaned hard, not sure if it would be audible in the kitchen. He pushed into me, gently but firmly, and whispered in my ear. “And I have a surprise for you, my pussy puppet.”

As soon as I heard the trigger that I didn't know I had, my whole body below my chin froze, but I still felt everything. My sensitive nipples were stuck grazing against the sheets of my bed, my knees feeling pressure from propping up my midsection, my wet pussy being filled exactly how I begged, and my ass on display like the slutty rear Alejandro liked. His breath was still hot on the back of my neck, and my body lightly quivering in pleasure was the only movement I could even imagine. “Alé, oh my, oh, fuck this is so hot. Thank you, Daddy. Your pussy puppet wants to be fucked sooo bad.”

I heard him chuckle, but without control of my neck, I couldn’t look back to see his face. He spoke to me as he started fucking me faster. “Oh, mi muñeca, this is only part one of your surprise.” He pulled out of me, and without being able to adjust myself, it felt like there was a void left in my dripping puppet hole. He wiped off his cock on my sheets, and I heard him start to text someone. 

His phone buzzed seconds later, and I heard footsteps approaching my bedroom door. “Surprise! The door swung open and there were my two roommates holding a cake they had baked for me. A few seconds of their joy was quickly swallowed by their own surprise at my boyfriend’s half- nakedness and my own kinky state. Valerie jumped so badly she almost dropped the cake, and luckily Mia was quick enough on her feet to catch it. 

“Alejandro! You said you were ready!” Valerie blurted out. ‘What the fuck, Kaylie cover yourself!” She leaned back against the wall of my room, trying to cover her eyes. I still couldn’t move, but I didn’t know what Alejandro was up to. 

“Marionette Mia, go put the cake down on Kaylie's dresser.” He spoke with extreme confidence, and as if she was being puppeted by his commands, my roommate said nothing and strode over to my dresser to gently place her baking masterpiece down and turned to face us like nothing happened.

Valerie peeked through her eyes to see Mia complete her task and muttered out, “Okay I don’t know what the fuck is going on here but-”

“Ventriloquist Valerie, pose and rest.” My boyfriend cut off Valerie, and I watched as his words clicked in her mind. Her soft smile appeared on her face as her back hit against my wall, and the raven-haired alt girl slowly slumped to the ground, eventually settling into a pose akin to a stuffed bear. 

While I was completely taken back by all the events taking place in my room, I was too struck back to speak. My body felt only two things, fear of being exposed in front of my best friends and roommates, and completely unfiltered sexual emotion at how sexy at how everything was playing out in front of me. And I have no ability to change any bit of it.

My introspective realizations took a pause as Alejandro spoke again. “Marionette Mia, pose and rest.” I was just able to adjust my eyes to see my other roommate, the curvy brunette with her  innocent smile and her bright blue eyes, turn into a halfway limp doll. 

The only things that kept her toppling to the floor like Valerie had been what seemed like invisible strings attached to various areas of her perfect body. Just like a puppet show when I was a kid, I could make out the cord attached to each of her wrists, letting her manicured hands fold limply from them. Another one looked as if it was attached to her head, holding it up with a slight tilt to the left, and her normally radiant face was unmoving as a doll waiting for playtime. I could only imagine that she felt strings on her back and feet too, but from my position, I couldn’t tell if they'd been given to her. 

Alé took his place behind me and started thrusting, this time with the vigor I’d been begging for. I moaned and whimpered, the eyes of my two puppet friends looking in my general direction, devoid of life, watching as I lived out my sexual dreams in front of them. It only took a few minutes of my amazing boyfriend fucking me senseless like the living doll I had become for us to both cum loudly, and he released me from the pose with his last grunt of orgasm. 

As I laid on the bed, my body spent from its muscles being held in place for an extended amount of time, I looked at him with exasperated glee. “How’d you do it, babe? We both think this is so hot, but I’d have never asked you to do it.”

“Why don’t I have them explain it to you? Mia, let Kaylie play with your tits.” My roommate on strings emotionlessly pulled her E cups out from the cute top she was wearing and made a clumsy walk over to let me toss them around the way I wanted. 

When I looked back toward Val, Alejandro shoved his hand up her skirt. I gasped, questioning his choice of actions, when I watched her come to life, her emotions a near mirror of my boyfriend’s expressions. With my hands molesting the big titties in front of me, I saw him whisper to her, and when he stopped, Val’s own movements began. 

“We’re your birthday present, Kaylie! Alejandro made us into his dolls, just like you!” My skinny alt roommate beamed, radiating the giddy sexual energy that she wouldn’t show behind her reserved normal self. “I'm a ventriloquist sexdoll, one hand in my pussy controls me. And Mia is a Marionette, moving whenever her strings are pulled.”

Alejandro yanked his hand from the skinny girl’s dripping hole, gently pushed her, and she landed without life on the bed, half lidded eyes and loose mouth reflecting her new state. Without letting go of my human stress-toy, I leaned over to kiss Alejandro. “Thank you, baby, this is the best birthday ever!”

“Of course, darling.” He replied, and after our embrace, he grabbed my ear. I felt my eyes roll up in my head, and my brain instantly became emptier. “And you won’t be mad if I use you and your toys together.”

He let go and my eyes refocused. “I could never be mad at you, babe.”