Chapter 1 - Camera

Blue eyes pierced John as he woke. She-- the Dullahan-- was staring at him. All she did was mutter good morning, her eyes wandering away from his even though they were only a few inches apart. He tried to touch her cheek, only to find his body in the embrace of hers. Only she was at his back, trying to act like a big spoon. Given the fact that he was twice her size, this was more of a cute attempt than a success. Her arms were wrapped around him, and she could feel her breathing in and out. As if she was asleep.


She tried to make it less awkward by introducing herself. Alexis is what she called herself, apparently. John simply nodded away as she explained that she had been looking for a place to stay, only to find his door open as she looked. Given that John always locked his door, he was pretty sure this was a lie, but he didn’t say anything. Instead what he did was turn her head away after prying an arm free.


John asked her if she was telling the truth about why she’d been lying on his carpet. All the while he shuffled around behind her head. All she knew was that there were cabinets being opened. And what sounded like ropes were coming out of them. Alexis redoubled her claim, rather loudly in fact. That was when she felt and heard ropes being tied. Specifically around her wrists. When John queried a second time and she answered the same way, she was suspended in the air, every inch of her body exposed for him to see.


When he asked a third time, she stayed quiet. For a while, she couldn’t feel or hear anything. Then a match was lit, and her head was carried off into the living room shortly after. John was also naked, his penis no bigger than a triple A battery. When Alexis pointed this out, his face was stoic. Ignoring her, he grabbed the remote and turned on the large TV. Most people might have the news, or a game console as their first channel.


John had a stream of Alexis’ body in the bedroom. She was suspended above two massive dildos, at least a few feet tall. The only thing holding her holes from being blasted for lack of a better term, was four ropes. All of which had a candle that was slowly fraying them. In due time, she was going to be impaled by them. Violently.


She gulped. She reasoned that there was no way he would go through with this. It could be prerecorded for all she knew.


Again Alexis repeated her answer. If a little more stammered this time. Rolling his eyes, John began to pump his dick. In slow, lethargic motions. Looking at her body on the screen all the while. Helpless to escape her predicament. And even if she could, her body might not want to get out. He grinned, his dick reaching its full two foot length only a few seconds later. It did help that her body was stunningly nice in all the right places. Toned, with just enough fat for something to grab onto. And her breasts were just the right size for everything you could want to do to them. Without much warning, he took her head and plopped it down on his cock. Except that it was the wrong way around.


Alexis could feel it entering through the bottom of her neck. She was astonished that he would actually do something like that, until she felt the tip of his cock on her tongue. But that’s not where he stopped, no. Just like last time, down to the base. The only difference was the fact that she was turned away from him, watching her own ‘execution’ past the massive swaying prick in her face. Lifting her far enough that her tongue was unimpeded, he asked her the same question.


She stuttered this time as she said it, and so it back down to the hilt for her. It was dizzying at the pace he used her head, the entire world spinning as he used her like a cheap fleshlight. Her saliva only made it easier for him to plop her up and down his shaft. She couldn’t even close her mouth if she wanted to, his penis sprouting from it with his glans brushing against her teeth.


John stood up, rocking even harder. His hips moving backwards and forwards with each thrust, as well as giving her the perfect up close view of her body on the TV. Her legs were twitching making the ropes fray even faster. The video was so hi-def that she could see the cum trickling from her sex onto the one of the massive dildos. He clasped his hands around her ears even harder, going for slow deliberate thrusts instead of wild ones.


It was then that the first rope break. She could see and feel her arm hang loosely, the other three restraints fraying even faster from the increased burden. It was then that she admitted it. She was a whore, looking for someone to breed and use her. Alexis was nothing more than a whore, a cumslut looking to be satisfied. She couldn’t live without his dick, his semen anymore.


John tsked, it was too late for confessions now. He held her eyelids open as he came, shooting through her mouth onto the TV. She could feel his cum in spurts traveling through her throat, blasting onto the TV. Her body fell. Instantly she came from the sensation of her holes getting destroyed. Watching herself squirt through the cum covered picture. Her womb and ass filled with the fake dicks.


She passed out from the pleasure.


John felt the last of his cum dribble from his dick, his onahole ‘off’ for the moment. She’d passed out with her eyes open at the scene of herself impaled on dildos. He considered that satisfying, especially given her admission at the end. If she had just done it earlier, none of that would have happened. But it also would’ve been less fun.


Pulling her head off his member with a ‘shlick’, he gently closed her still open, but unwatching eyes. Putting her under the tap, he washed her out like the onahole she was. Making sure that all of his cream was cleaned out of her throat. From the way her eyes were glazed she was still passed out even after doing that. It was then that he decided they would play a little game.


His neighbor, while nosy, was of a certain breed. One that allowed there to be a gloryhole that he supplied occasionally with women. Only this time, it would just be the head of one. After placing the oral guard around her mouth, he locked her into a harness that wouldn’t allow her head to move. Her moist and waiting mouth positioned perfectly in front of a hole that was in the dividing wall between them.


Now that was taken care of, he moved to her body. It was still cumming, although it was slumped over and unmoving. Pulling her off the dildos was easy with how dripping wet she was. Her juices covering both poles liberally. But instead of using this one for the gloryhole, he kept the body for himself. There were many interesting things he could do with it. But he kept it simple-- for this time at least. To warm himself up, he held her thighs together and pushed his dick through them, his balls dragging across her muff. The body twitched, but did not wake as he did this.


Her body was so soft that he could cum right then. His balls slick with her need as he began to speed up. Even still she slept right through it. She only woke when someone started to use the gloryhole.


They were using her mouth as a toy. They weren’t as long as John, but she doubted most were. In the interest of time she used her tongue, wrapping around the dick like a second mouth. Bathing it in her saliva. Constricting around it to simulate a real pussy. It didn’t take him long to cum. He hilted in her, the semen dripping onto the floor as it fell through her throat. He released himself with a pop.


It’s just that she wasn’t expecting to be penetrated right then. Her eyes had no view of her body, just the wood paneling. But she felt John penetrate her cunt. Her oversensitive and extremely wet cunt from the impaling earlier. Alexis’ eyes rolled back as he began to work her womb. Another dick found sanctuary in her mouth. It came quickly as well, leaving her to concentrate on the massive dick inside her.


He was going to cum soon, and without her permission, her body locked her legs around his hips as he came. She felt her womb fill with his seed. They stayed like that for a good minute before he pulled out of her pussy, letting the rest of his cum to drip onto the sheets.


The gloryhole no longer used, he unstrapped her head and washed her yet again. After all, it was only the beginning of the day.