Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Jenny - 42 Jake - dead 3 years ago her neighbor: Fran. 28 yo. Jenny's on good terms with the husband George too, but rarely has much to do with him. He's away a lot, and often when home seems to give her a lustful eye. The family has 2 kids, Tom (12) and Vicky (11) Jenny - A 42 yo woman, widdowed 3 years ago, living alone. She's always been highly sexed, since Jake's death has developed an increasingly serious 'sexual addiction' (she thinks.) Is by now masturbating at least once a day, sometimes more. She's religious, terribly guilty about her sinning. In the early days of the MPA availability she joins up and has one installed. In the pre-interviews, she's honest about her problem. Says she doesn't want to diminish her sexuality, since she enjoys the feelings and they remind her of happy memories with her husband. All she wants to do is to control her masturbation habit, and live a pure and healthy life. The doc says yes this is easily done - but by 'healthy' does she seriously mean to include continued presence of her unusually active desires? She says yes. 'Regardless of the duration of abstinence?' She asks what does he mean. He says that with prolonged abstinence a womans sexual drive will typically receed, which is often considered a relief; does she mean she'd prefer to avoid that? She considers a while, then answers yes, she'd like to retain her urges, it was how her husband liked her. It's the least she can do to honor his memory, and besides the aim is to master her desires, not banish them. The doc says very well, if that is what she wishes he will ensure that her sexual physiology is sufficiently exercised by the MPA to maintain it's existing vigor. She will notice this as intervals of autonomously heightened sexual focus. Also her overall libido is likely to increase to some extent - a natural and normal consequence of abstention combined with the exercising. It's unavoidable, if she wishes to avoid the opposite - a libido falling off to very little. Normally for a single woman such as herself it's recommended no MPA remote be supplied. But in her case he suggests that she be given a remote, in order to self-adjust the degree of exercising and attain a prefered level of libido. She says OK, thinking that defeats the whole point, and she'd be afraid of using it to permit herself to masturbate. But on discharge she takes it. She has a good friend in the 28 yo wife Fran of her neighbor. She's on good terms with the husband George too, but rarely has much to do with him. He's away a lot, and often when home seems to give her a lustful eye. The family has 2 kids, Tom (12) and Vicky (11), who often come over and swim in her pool. Her doctor doesn't really approve of her wish to remain 'an arousal addicted horny slut', and decides to give her an experience that will have her coming back to the DHM clinic to establish a more chaste setting of her MPA. After her op, the doc programs her MPA unit to induce strong arousal during early morning REM sleep, leading to near orgasm but with orgasm blocked as usual of course. He also ups her hormonal and sex-glands levels more than a little. He doesn't tell her these details, just says to be sure she come back to see him if there are any problems. On returning home Jenny can't keep from thinking about the remote. She's even reluctant to unpack it from the box, and instead hides the box unopened in the back of a cubboard. Still in her mind it's as if it's sitting right in front of her. So she gets it out again, thinking to show it to Fran. She goes next door to chat to Fran about her experience with the DHM. She's very close to Fran, can tell her anything. It's midday, kids are out, George away on a trip. They chat for hours in Fran's kitchen. Jenny had already told Fran something of her 'problem'. Now she dumps the entire story, Fran cheerfully drawing her out on points that make her blush and falter. With Fran she's able to talk of other details she hadn't told the doctor. When Jake had been alive he'd often enjoyed teasing her, sometimes making her go for weeks without an orgasm. He loved how horny she would become, and was very strict with her. He'd always punish her with a spanking if she lost control and played with herself, or had an orgasm when she wasn't allowed to. She'd really liked those games they'd played. Now she just can't stop herself. Fran sympathises, says she's no idea what she'd do without George. If she was in Jenny's place she's sure she'd be unable to control herself. She has an idea - would Jenny like her to hold onto the remote? That way Jen won't be always tempted to use it. She can always come and get it if she _reeeealy_ needs it. Jenny blushes and laughs, then realizes the idea of Fran having the remote somehow makes her feel strangely warm. Perhaps it's not such a silly idea? She says "maybe... you promise to look after it?" Fran says "Of course! And I'll hide it really well - we wouldn't want George to find it now would we! Ha ha ha... He's always had waaaay too much interest in your arse; doesn't even try to pretend otherwise. Do you know... " She pauses, reconsidering. Jenny demands to know. ... "Whenever he sees you by your pool in that skimpy little red string bikini you don't dare wear to the beach, I can be sure he's going to... oh, I shouldn't tell you! I know you, you'll make a point of wearing that one all the time now!" "Fran! No I won't! Tell me!" "Yes you will! It's mean... he tells me to get a bikini like that, and wear it when we come over to swim. But I don't want to, it's too.... all right for you, you're neat down there. But with my clit, if it pops out, it would poke right through! I tell him that and he just says he'd like to see it. Then he... spanks me for refusing, and then... does it in my... you know, puts it up my rear... There! I've told you! Now I don't want to see you in that thing again." Jenny can't stop laughing. "Oh I don't know, that's my favourite bikini, even if I can't wear it in public. You know he could just *make* you buy one, and *make* you go out in it, and *make* you get turned on and show everyone your... not so little secret, right? Maybe I should invite you all over for dinner one night, wearing mine. And tell George he shouldn't take any 'no' from you... he he he.." Fran doesn't say anything, blushing at the thought. Jenny: "But no, let's keep each other's secrets. Here, the little box that's my secret. Better not tell me where you hide it!" She pulls the still shrink-packaged remote from her bag and hands it to Fran. They chat on into the afternoon. What Fran has never told Jenny, is that their house has several hidden security cams, with mics, with constant digital loop recording. There are two outside, one in the front hallway, and one... in the kitchen, which also covers the back door. The recordings are accessible online, through a password protected console page of the DVR. Fran knows George often checks the recordings when he's away, to reassure himself everything is OK with her and the house. Later that evening Fran emails George, saying "most interesting, see today's log for some juicy chat with your bum fantasy. Something for your hotel evening, love, Bunny. PS What should I do with the remote?" He replies *much* later that evening. "Wow. She really did that! I've heard a bit about these new MPA things through work. Bet she has no idea what they can do. Remote controled 'bum fantasy' right. Heh. Check this - under these new laws her giving you the remote is a legally binding transfer of moral guardianship. I looked it up. And get this - there've been court cases about this, which ruled a 'ignorance of consequences' was not valid grounds for annulling the transfer. Also, guardianship authority isn't 'divisible', which means she didn't give you part authority, she gave you all of it. Including who gets to decide when or if you give it back!" She's unsure she's getting this right. "What, you mean I... I can..." "Yes! All this means she can't change her mind and take it back, and you have total right of operation. And as your husband, 'you' includes me! Glad you didn't promise not to actually use it! The remote - just hide it for now, don't touch anything. I'll be back in three weeks. Oh my... you know she has a really hot figure, already frustrated as all hell, and now she's made herself absolutely unable to cum!? Hunny, I've already cum twice watching the vid, and just thinking that has got me hard again. Going to be very interesting to say hi to her in three weeks! And you know what's the best? She says they set the program in hers specially for her, but it sounds like she doesn't even know for sure what they adjusted besides the DHM's 'no mast, no O' standard riff. If she told them much of that story she told you, I think I can make a pretty good guess about the general lines of her 'adjustments'. Oh ho ho ho, this is going to be fun. Hey, you ever considered getting this?" - - What none of them know, her 12 yo son Tom also has the access codes to the DVR. Three days later he happens to browse the archive, and learns Jenny's story. When mum's out, he searches for the remote, and finds it. Still in original box, with manual and accessories. There's a USB cable and driver disk for MSWindows. He installs on his PC, and connects the remote. Turns out Jenny is home and it's in range. The PC app auto-synchronizes, reading her settings, logs and status. Observes that she's been waking up every morning intensely aroused, and that this fades quite slowly as she begins her day. He starts reading up on the MPA operation, also learning a lot about female sexual anatomy and function. He's careful not to make any changes to her program, but it sure is tempting. Naturally, he finds his own fapping requirements become much greater. - - The first morning after returning home, Jenny wakes early in the morning from an intensely erotic dream. Her whole body is shuddering on the very brink of a massive orgasm, or so it seems. Without even thinking she reflexively slides her hands down to her aching, swollen sex, meaning to sink fingers into the hungry emptiness of her cunt, and tease her throbbing stiff clit with fingers of her other hand. She sleepily remembers she was meaning to abstain from this, but this morning her need is so intense, she thinks 'from tomorrow'. Then to her shock as her fingers reach her sex, there's a feeling as if her finger tips had come in contact with a live electric wire. Her hands jerk back, from the shock. And yet, there was no equivalent sensation in her sex. Only a first light touch of her fingers, instantly withdrawn. No change at all in the heated desire of her pussy and clit, or the needy emptiness inside. But her fingers are still tingling, quite unpleasantly. She groans.... realizing that perhaps her celibacy has already begun after all. One more test... she delicately touches the outer edge of her labia with one fingertip. Ouch! The finger gets a renewed jangling punishment. She tries further away, on the inside of her thigh. Nothing, just normal touch. She slides the finger closer to her sex... nothing... nothing... then quite distinctly a boundary, at the fold of her thigh to crotch. She jerks her finger away from the highly unpleasant sensation. Groans again, humping her sex up into the air, frustration and desire combining. The discovery that she actually, literally, can't touch her aching sex is shaking, and yet somehow also makes her arousal all the more sharp a burn. Oh god, she was dreaming of Jake teasing her, and now look.... She smiles. Actually...