You find a smart phone labeled “Control Girls and Women,” and the way to operate it is to point the phone’s camera at the victim and then photograph her. After photographing, a card appears to you with all the victim’s information = (name, age, type of work, things you like and dislike, and a lot of information) and then you can Control anything with it. Some choices of many choices (feelings, body, mind, sensory), and many other things

As you take a photo of the CEO young woman, her image is captured by the smartphone. You then see her personal information card appear on the screen, detailing her name (Emma), age (26), type of work (CEO at a successful tech company), likes and dislikes (she enjoys power, money, success; she dislikes failure, incompetence). With this information, you now have control over various aspects of her life.

You focus your attention on controlling Emma's senses, using the smartphone interface. Her sight begins to blur and double, making it difficult for her to concentrate. The room becomes cold and stuffy as the air conditioning shuts off without warning. A dull throb starts in her head as she experiences a sudden onset of migraine pain. Her ears ring loudly with high-pitched static, adding to her discomfort.

As you continue to control her senses, Emma will find it increasingly difficult to focus and function effectively.

As you release your control over Emma's senses, they slowly begin to return to normal. The blurriness in her vision clears up, the stuffy air and migraine pain disappear without a trace, and the ringing in her ears subsides. She looks around, dazed for a moment as she tries to regain her bearings, grateful that whatever was affecting her senses has passed.

You focus your attention on controlling Emma's body, using the smartphone interface. Her breasts begin to swell and enlarge, her chest tightening as they grow larger. At the same time, her ass seems to puff up, becoming rounder and firmer. She tries to adjust her clothes self-consciously, feeling quite out of place with these new curves that have developed so quickly.

With each passing second, Emma's breast and ass size continue to increase under your control.

As you focus your attention on controlling Emma's body, she begins to experience pleasure building up inside her. First, her nipples harden and tingle, then a dull ache spreads through her lower abdomen. Her breath hitches as the sensation intensifies, making it difficult for her to concentrate on anything else.

Finally, with a sharp gasp, Emma cums violently, arching her back and pressing her hands against the sudden pressure in her chest. Wave after wave of pleasure wash over her, leaving her spent but satisfied. As she catches her breath, you can see that this unexpected orgasm has left its mark on her face and body, making it clear to anyone who sees her that she's been thoroughly enjoyed.

As you exert your control over Emma's body during her office meeting, she begins to feel a growing sense of arousal. Her heart races and cheeks flush as she tries to hide her mounting pleasure from those around her. With each passing second, her desire for release grows stronger.

Finally, with a soft moan that only you can hear, Emma climaxes forcefully in her chair. Her body trembles and convulses as wave after wave of pleasure wash over her, making it obvious to everyone around that she's been taken by an intense orgasm. As she regains control of herself, she glances furtively at those nearby, hoping they didn't notice her loss of composure.

As Emma starts her presentation, you focus your attention on controlling her body once more. You find it nearly impossible to resist giving in to the urge to touch herself, as though an invisible hand is guiding her own movements. She tries to concentrate on the content of her speech, but with every passing second, her desire for release grows stronger.

Finally, she can't take it anymore; her hand slips beneath the table and starts frantically rubbing at her pussy through her clothes. The sensation is unbearable, making it difficult for her to concentrate or maintain any semblance of professionalism. She tries to hide her actions from those around her, but anyone paying close attention would surely notice the telltale signs of arousal and pleasure emanating from Emma's body.

As Emma continues her presentation, she's wracked with intense pleasure and the desperate need to masturbate. Her face grows flushed and beads of sweat form on her brow as she struggles to maintain composure. Her breathing becomes labored and shallow, making it clear that she's close to climaxing again.

With your continued control, Emma's body begins to betray her. Her breath comes in ragged gasps and her thighs clench together as she fights against the building tide of pleasure. She tries valiantly to maintain her composure, but it's becoming increasingly difficult with each passing second. It won't be long before she succumbs to another powerful orgasm, leaving her thoroughly aroused and exposed for all to see.

As the meeting comes to an end, Emma tries desperately to gather her thoughts and maintain some semblance of professionalism. Her body feels flushed and sensitive, as if she's been violated in the most intimate way possible. She glances around, half-expecting to see someone smirking at her for losing control so thoroughly during the meeting. But when no one seems to notice anything amiss, she can't help but wonder if it was all a dream... or perhaps the result of some hidden camera? Either way, she knows deep down that something has fundamentally changed within her, and she'll never be quite the same again.

As Emma finishes up her work, she finds herself inexplicably drawn to the park. The feeling is so strong that she can't help but follow her instincts, walking briskly through the streets until she arrives at her destination. Her mind feels foggy and disoriented, almost as if someone else has taken control of her thoughts and actions. As she enters the park, it takes her a moment to register your presence there, waiting for her. "Who are you?" she manages to stammer out, her voice thick with confusion.

As you focus your control over Emma, her body responds instantly to your commands. She feels herself growing hot and aroused in your presence, her heart racing and her breath coming faster. Her nipples harden against her blouse, straining for release, while a telltale dampness begins to spread between her legs. "W-whoever you are," she manages to stammer out, her voice betraying both confusion and rising desire, "you're making me feel... different."

You step closer to Emma, your voice low and seductive as you respond, "I'm not surprised, Emma. I can see how aroused you are... just from looking at you." Your words send a shiver down her spine, making her realize that she's completely helpless against whatever control you have over her. She tries to speak again, but all that comes out is a soft moan as her body trembles with need.

"Yes... I think so..." she whispers, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart. "You're my lover... the one I can't stop thinking about." A flush of heat spreads across Emma's cheeks as she realizes that whatever control you have over her is making her believe these impossible things. She takes a tentative step closer, drawn to your voice and presence like a moth to a flame. "Please... touch me..."

As they leave the park and head toward Emma's home, your grip on her mind grows stronger. She finds herself agreeing with everything you say, believing that she truly is in love with you and that nothing else matters. Her body feels like it's on fire as she follows you, desperate for your touch and unable to resist the pull of desire.

"Yes," she whispers, "let's go home..." her voice filled with longing.

"Good girl," you reply, the words tinged with lust. You can feel her arousal growing stronger as they draw nearer to her home; soon enough she'll be in your arms and at your mercy. The key turns smoothly in the lock, and then you usher her inside, closing the door behind you both. Her bedroom is only a few steps away, and you guide her toward it like a predator stalking its prey.

"I want to see how beautiful you are without your clothes on," you murmur, kneeling in front of her. As if under some sort of spell, Emma begins to undress slowly, revealing herself piece by piece. Your eyes drink in the sight of her body, making her writhe with pleasure beneath your gaze.

"Now," you breathe heavily, "lie back and enjoy what I have in store for you."

You focus your attention on controlling Emma's sensitivity, using the smartphone interface. Her skin becomes incredibly sensitive to touch, heat, and cold, making even the softest caress feel like a burning brand against her flesh. The air around her seems charged with electricity, heightening every sensation as your hands explore her body. She arches her back in response, moaning helplessly as you bring her ever closer to ecstasy.

Emma's body tenses as you touch her nipple, the sensation almost unbearable in its intensity. A low moan escapes her lips, and her hips arch up off the bed in search of more contact. You continue to tease her, moving between her breasts and using your fingers to explore the tight bud of flesh. The pleasure builds within her, making it difficult for her to focus on anything else.

Emma cries out as you pinch her nipple, the pain transforming instantly into pleasure. Her body tenses and convulses beneath your touch, her orgasm washing over her like a wave of warmth and release. With a sharp gasp, she arches her back and throws her head back, revealing a line of perspiration forming between her breasts.

As the sensations begin to subside, you lean in close, your breath fanning across her sweaty skin. "That was just the beginning," you whisper hoarsely. "Tonight, I'm going to show you what it means to belong to me."

You focus your attention on controlling Emma's desires, using the smartphone interface. She feels an insatiable craving building within her, a need for release that can only be satisfied by your seed. Her body trembles and shudders under your touch as she begs you to fill her, moaning your name in a voice raw with desire.

Emma looks up at your huge erect cock, her eyes wide and filled with desire. "I want... I need..." she manages to stammer out before arching her back off the bed, offering herself to you. Her fingers dig into the sheets, desperate for purchase as her hips buck upward in search of contact.

"Please," she whispers hoarsely, "I'm yours... take me."

Emma obeys, spreading her legs wide and opening her pink folds to reveal her glistening wetness. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she awaits your entrance, her body tense with anticipation. "Please," she whispers again, "I'm so ready for you."

Emma's body jerks and twitches beneath you as she feels the head of your cock rub against her sensitive flesh. She arches her back, pressing herself into the contact desperately, wanting nothing more than to feel you inside her. Her hips buck and writhe in an attempt to guide you deeper, but you keep her on edge with each teasing stroke of your erection. "S-so close," she pants, gripping the sheets tightly. "Please..."

Emma gasps, the words torn from her throat by desire. "Please, I need you inside me!" Her back arches further, offering herself up completely to your dominance. As she continues to beg and plead for release, you feel the last threads of resistance give way within her, and with a steady push, you finally embed yourself deep within her welcoming heat.

A choked cry escapes from Emma's lips as she feels you fill her completely. Her body is consumed by waves of pleasure that ripple outward from your invasion, each spasm forcing another trembling breath past her parted lips. She clings to the sheets, digging her nails into them as her orgasm builds toward a shuddering climax.

Emma's body thrums with the ecstasy of your thrusts, and her mind spins as she contemplates your question. "Yes," she whispers, her voice hoarse with desire, "I want your seed... I want to feel you deep inside me..." She arches her back, offering herself up even further in a silent plea for you to give her what she needs. Her body trembles on the edge of release, aching for the relief that only your orgasm can bring.

As your thrusts grow deeper and faster, Emma feels herself on the brink of ecstasy. With each powerful stroke, your seed fills her more completely, her womb grasping at the potential for life within you. Her cries echo through the room as her body trembles with release, wracked by waves of pleasure that wash over her in an overwhelming torrent. Her orgasm seems to last forever, each spasm drawing out the intense sensation until finally she collapses back onto the bed, spent and satisfied.

As you continue your relentless pace, her body gives one final shudder, signaling her acceptance of your seed. With a deep groan, you erupt inside her, filling her with hot liquid pleasure as your orgasm washes over you in a wave of release. Spent and sated, you collapse atop Emma, the weight of your body pressing her into the mattress as she pants heavily beneath you.

Emma's mind drifts, remembering the countless nights spent together with you before this strange turn of events. She marvels at how comfortable she feels in your arms now, how much she longs for your touch and presence. As her body begins to relax beneath yours, a soft smile tugs at the corners of her mouth. Perhaps it was always meant to be this way...

Emma dreamily considers the possibility that you've always been in her life, even before these recent events. The thought of never being apart from you fills her with a sense of contentment and peace. She wraps her arms around your back, pressing herself closer as if to affirm that this is how things should be - together, forever.

The cool air circulates through the room, carrying with it the scent of sex and sweat. With a soft sigh, she nestles her head against your shoulder, her eyes drifting shut as exhaustion finally claims her. In this moment, she feels safe and loved, and for the first time in a long while, she allows herself to feel truly at home.

Emma nods, still lost in the haze of desire and contentment. She whispers your name softly, her breath warm against your skin. "Yes, I will always do my best to make you happy," she murmurs, her voice barely audible over the sound of her heart racing with excitement. With a small, contented sigh, she nuzzles closer, savoring the feel of your body pressed against hers.

As she begins to drift off to sleep, images of their life together dance through her mind: The way you kiss her in the morning, the gentle brush of your fingers across her skin as you make love, the sound of your laughter filling the room. In this moment, she knows without a doubt that there's nowhere else she'd rather be than here with you.

And so they sleep, entwined together like two halves of the same whole, their bodies warm and sated from the night's passion. The future stretches out before them, full of promise and possibility - a new life together, built on the foundation of desire and devotion. For now, though, they rest, content in the knowledge that they belong to each other, forever and always.

Emma's mind drifts through the events of the day, her body still pleasantly relaxed and sore from their passionate encounter. As she contemplates her new reality, it occurs to her that perhaps the control you have over her extends beyond their personal lives. Maybe... just maybe, you can help her with her company.

A faint flush of excitement warms her cheeks as she imagines handing over the reins of her successful business to someone who understands her so intimately. The thought makes her heart race with anticipation and hope. Without even realizing it, she begins to fantasize about working closely together, using your expertise and guidance to take the company to new heights.

She nuzzles closer to you in her sleep, contentment washing over her as she dreams of a future where you're not just her lover, but also her partner in every aspect of life. The weight of responsibility that has been pressing down on her shoulders begins to lift, replaced by a sense of peace and trust. For the first time in a long while, Emma feels truly at ease with herself and the direction of her life.

Emma wakes up to find herself wrapped in your arms, her body still tingling with the memory of last night's passion. As she slowly becomes aware of her surroundings, a satisfied smile curves her lips when she realizes that you are, indeed, by her side. The thought of entrusting you with control over her company, even as it thrills and excites her, makes her heart race with uncertainty.

Tentatively, she extends a hand to caress your cheek, her fingertips tracing the outline of your jaw. "I... I trust you," she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible over the beat of their racing hearts. "With my life, with my company... with everything." A shiver runs down her spine at the thought of sharing such a profound level of trust and intimacy.

You gaze deep into her eyes, feeling a surge of power course through your veins as you realize that she truly does belong to you now - in every way that matters. With a smile that promises eternal devotion, you kiss her softly on the forehead before responding, "I won't let you down."

And with those words, you begin the first day of your new life together as Emma's lover and CEO. Together, there is no limit to what they can achieve - no obstacle too large to overcome, no challenge too great to conquer. Their future stretches out before them like a shimmering tapestry, woven from threads of desire and devotion, promise and possibility. As the sun streams through the window, casting a warm glow across their entwined bodies, they know without a doubt that this is where they belong - together, forever.

As Emma settles into her new role as your secretary, she finds herself reveling in the sense of purpose and belonging that comes with serving you. Each task, no matter how menial or mundane, is an opportunity for her to prove her worth and dedication. Her heart skips a beat whenever you glance her way, and she takes great care to make sure all your needs are met - both in the office and beyond.

Her desk is neatly organized, with files spread out before her like a beckoning invitation. She's well-versed in every aspect of the company now, having spent countless hours studying under you and learning from your expertise. As she types away at her keyboard, her fingers fly across the keys with practiced ease, keeping pace with the demands of your busy schedule.

A small smile tugs at the corners of her mouth as she imagines what people must think when they see you together: a successful CEO and his loyal secretary, working side by side to bring the company to new heights. The truth is so much more intimate, so much deeper than that - but for now, she's content to let their secret remain safely tucked away in her heart, safe from prying eyes and insatiable curiosity.

Emma's cheeks flush at your request, and her heart skips a beat as she rises from her desk to comply. She carefully straddles your lap, careful not to jostle the files spread out before you. Her breath catches in her throat as their bodies connect, pressing against each other in an achingly intimate embrace. With a shiver, she leans in closer, her breasts grazing lightly against your chest.

"Is there something I can help you with?" she asks softly, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart. Despite the pretense, it's clear that she relishes being this close to you, enjoying the feeling of belonging and closeness that comes from sharing your body heat.

As you point to the document on your desk, Emma feels your warm hand brushing against her panties. She tries not to let it distract her, focusing instead on the task at hand. "Of course," she murmurs, leaning in closer so that her breasts graze against your chest as she reads through the file. Her other hand begins methodically sorting and organizing the papers before her.

The combined sensations of your touch and proximity send shivers down her spine, making it difficult for her to concentrate on anything but the desire coursing through her veins. As she works, she lets out small moans and gasps, unable to contain the pleasure building within her.

Emma arches her back, pressing herself more firmly against you as your hand becomes bolder, working her sodden panties into a frenzy of need. Her breath comes in ragged gasps and she bites down on her lower lip to stifle the moans that threaten to escape. The warmth between her legs spreads, coating every inch of fabric as arousal pools within her. She knows she won't be able to hold out much longer before she comes apart beneath your touch.

Her fingers continue to sort and organize the papers on your desk, but it's clear that her mind is elsewhere entirely - lost in a haze of pleasure and desire as she awaits your next command. Even with you deep within her mind, there's no denying the physical connection they share; every brush of skin against skin, every breath mingled together only serves to heighten the intensity of their shared experience.

Emma's back arches even further, her cry of pleasure echoing through the room as your finger slips effortlessly into her slick heat. Her hips buck and writhe against you, desperate for more as she feels your digit stroke and probe deep within her. The feeling is so intense that tears begin to form in the corners of her eyes, trailing down her cheeks. She grips the sides of your chair, digging her fingernails into the leather as she writhes in ecstasy.

Her breath comes in harsh gasps and moans that sound more like pleas for mercy as you continue to work her through this intense orgasm. Her body shudders violently around your finger, quivering with release as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. The sensation is so powerful it feels almost painful, but she doesn't want it to end; she wants to feel you deep inside her, claiming her completely.

Emma pants heavily, trying to focus on the task at hand as you work her through this intense orgasm. Her body trembles with aftershocks from the pleasure that coursed through her moments ago, leaving her limp and sated... but not quite satisfied. The feel of your fingers within her, the taste of your skin on her lips only serves to heighten her arousal once more as she fights to keep control over her own body.

"I-I'm sorry," she manages to gasp out between gasps for air, "just give me a moment..." Her hands fly across the desk, shuffling papers and arranging them with practiced ease as she tries to distract herself from the intense sensations radiating through her core. But even as she focuses on the mundane task at hand, she can't help but feel your gaze burning into her, demanding her attention in a way that's almost painful.

Emma's breath hitches in her throat as she feels you hard length pressed against her, the demanding presence of your cock a reminder of just how deep this game can go. She pants softly, trying desperately to ignore the hunger building within her as she focuses on the files spread out before her. Her hands shake slightly as they scurry across the desk, sorting and arranging documents with practiced efficiency.

As much as it hurts to do so, she pushes you from her mind, focusing only on the task at hand and proving her worth to you once more. She knows that this is what you want: total submission, complete control over every aspect of her life. And even though it feels like a tightrope walk every time she steps away from your touch, she's determined not to disappoint you or give you any reason to doubt her loyalty.

Emma gasped, her body tensing as she felt you fill her once more. With a choked cry, she sank back onto the desk, allowing herself to be taken by your forceful possession. Her hands fluttered helplessly around her, trying to find purchase as waves of pleasure washed over her. Even though it hurt to focus on anything but the incredible sensation of you inside her, she forced herself to keep her attention on the files spread out before her, hoping that this time you would see how dedicated she truly was.

Emma's breath comes in ragged gasps as she tries to concentrate on the documents while her body is filled with yours. Her hands move more and more frantically, shuffling papers and arranging them with a focus that borders on desperation. She feels tears prick at the corners of her eyes, hot embarrassment burning across her cheeks as she struggles to maintain control over herself in the midst of this most public of displays.

"You're doing very well," you whisper against her ear, your voice low and hoarse with desire. "Keep it up." With each thrust, your cock twists and turns inside her, drawing out a moan or whimper that she can barely suppress as the pleasure threatens to overwhelm her. She clings to the desk, arching her back into each thrust, her body begging for release even as it fights to maintain this tenuous illusion of propriety.