Ty took over full possession of the woman's body again to prevent her from calling the police on him, but he realized it couldn't be a permanent solution.
He opened the notepad on her phone and typed: "I never touched you, you just got really horny, basically, and masturbated. I didn't drug you or anything like that. "
Then he gave her back control, while keeping his mind in her body, and she gasped as she saw the message on her phone.
"I don't know how you're hacking my phone like this, or how you can see or hear me, but I don't fucking believe you. I never would have masturbated in an alley. "
Ty decided to demonstrate. He took possession of her body again, and opened up the video in her phone and started it running.
He undressed her body, which he had recently enhanced, and began not just running her hands over it, lingering on her breasts, pinching her nipples, and so on, but putting on a sultry performance for the camera. Once again, Ty had no trouble getting incredibly turned on by the feel of her body, which translates into intense arousal in the woman's body.
He paused the video, and took a shot in the dark, feeling around in her nightstand, and pulled out a pink dildo. "Bingo," he said in her voice.
He turned the video back on, and said with her voice, to the camera: "You see ... sometimes I'm such a horny girl ... I can't help but fuck myself ..."
Then he slid the dildo into her pussy, which was easily wet enough to take it. He let a moan out of her lips. This was so much more ... filling ... than her fingers had been. He made sure the camera got a closeup of her sopping cunt as the dildo went in and out. He ran the wet dildo over her clit on some of the strokes. It took almost five minutes, but he eventually drove her body to a powerful, moaning orgasm.
He shuddered for a second and smiled at the camera and said, "What do you think now?"
Then he allowed her consciousness to resume and take control of her body again.
The woman looked down at her cellphone in her hands, and saw immediately a thumbnail of a video of herself masturbating. She didn't want to watch it, but she forced herself to.
She could see from the time on it that it had just happened a few moments ago ... in fact, her still wet pink dildo was lying on the bed ... but she didn't remember this at all.
"So am I just going crazy? Developing a split personality?" she thought. Maybe this boy she had yelled at hadn't done anything to her at all, she was just having a psychotic break.
She realized then that as she watched the video, she had been idly rubbing her inner thighs, even tracing around her lower lips, and she realized she was getting wet again.
"Oh my God," she muttered. "Is this actually turning me on?"
She thought for sure she was going crazy, but the idea that the video she was watching was possibly someone else controlling her body and making her fuck herself ... was actually quite arousing.
"No!" she suddenly cried, and flung the phone away. "I can't do this!" She hastily got dressed, and picked up the phone and deleted the video and the notepad message.
Ty thought for a moment:
Should he just leave her now that she thinks she's crazy, rather than wanting to call the police on him?