Chapter 12 - An Ultimatum


      I can’t remember falling asleep the night before. But I could tell that it was morning and I was on a slightly damp a bed, the happy feeling of a deeply satisfying sleep washed over me, everything was comfortable. I still felt a little sleepy and semi conscious, I tried to drift off back to sleep when I noticed what it was that had awoken me.

      My ass was stretched, I barely noticed it in my temporary euphoria, but now whatever was inside was moving.

      I turned my head to see Danielle behind me. Her short blonde hair was all messed up, instead of gelled and spikey and she had one arm wrapped around my torso, her hand close to my neck. Despite the minor thrusting movement of her hips it was obvious that she was still asleep. Her eyes were lidded, her breathing was slow and her face was rested, only a slight smile gave away any emotions. Every few seconds as she anally spooned me she would let out the softest of moans and grasps of breath. It was the most innocent and vulnerable I’d ever seen her and even though her cock was in my ass.

      I couldn’t believe it, she was having a wet dream, and my ass was going to be the sheets. I moved my head slowly to look around, not wanting to ruin a rare opportunity, and saw no sign of Sonya, but the door to the room was slightly ajar. My belly was still quite swollen from last night, a veritable beer belly showing on my abs, although I knew quite well that it wasn’t because of the beer. There was no telling what time it was or how long they had been at it last night during my momentary anmesia.

      Who knows when Danielle had put her cock in me, could have been all night, but it didn’t hurt at all, it was comfortable even, beyond just feeling sexually exciting. My dick, well spent from last night, made a feeble, although successful attempt to erect itself. I lay there, pretending to also be asleep and enjoyed the potentially once in a lifetime experience of someone having a wet dream inside of me.

      The feeling of being so delightfully stretched must have been muted throughout the night but as Danielle rocked her hips and explored my asshole the sensation returned with glee. It took some effort to keep myself quiet.

      Her hips humped me softly, only moving about an inch or to back and forth which was as much as her mostly still body would permit. Her shallow, heavy breathing slowly quickened into larger gasps and then almost as soon as it started I felt her cock spew into me as she tensed up without any word. Unlike most other orgasms where it shot out of her cock with force, this time it just pooled out, filling me slowly and voluminously. I could feel my belly expand just a little bit more as she added to my reserves.

      “Oh, wow,” came her voice, sleepy and I’m sure slightly confused, her cock deflatiing within me, easing the pressure a little, “remind me to wake up with you more often,”

      I stopped faking my sleep to turn my head towards her, “for you, anything.”

      She smile happily before moving in to give me a big kiss.

      “Ooh,” she exclaimed afterwards, “you might want to consider brushing your teath if you plan on going outside today.”

      I breathed into my hand and gave it a wiff, ah, I see what she means.

      “It was nice of you to come surprise me with anal for breakfast,” she said, resting her chin on my shoulder.

      “Well actually I just woke up myself.”

      “Oh… I guess it was that kind of night,” she purred, “you okay.”

      “Couldn’t be better,” I replied as she kissed me on the cheek before hopping out of bed, her wet cock sliding out of me with significant speed, eliciting a groan from myself. A small torrent of cum began to pour out of my freed ass.

      “Where are you going,” I asked as I tried to plug my own hole with my hand, with a moderate amount of success, noting that she was getting dressed with apparent intent.

      “Work,” she stated, “and I wouldn’t worry about messing up the mattress, Sonya’ll probably buy a new one soon anyway.”

      I pulled out my hand and let the cum flow out of my gaping ass and ruin the already ruined mattress. I looked up to see Danielle putting on a black and red leather corset.

      “A corset? To work? Really?” I commented as she tried to pull the strings tight.

      “You’d be surprised how much more respect you can get when you wear one of these bad boys,” replied Danielle, “I like to see the others faces as they try to focus when I’m in the room.”

      “I bet,” I said, “but I thought you only work with a few coworkers who weren’t interested? And don’t you wear a lab coat anyways?”

      “I still have bosses,” she said, “and I don’t have to keep the coat buttoned up. No I plan on moving my way up ladder, sooner or later. I don’t like it where I am right now, I don’t like not being in control, and I know I could do a damned better job than those half wits above me.”

      I doubted that there were many people who really knew just how in control Danielle loved to be.

      “Yep, don’t know what it is about a corset,” she pondered out loud, “must be like submission by association or something. Most men become agreeable and women get intimidated. Here, lace me up.”

      She walked over to the bed, still half naked and sat down presenting her back to me. I dutifully tightened the strings.

      “Isn’t it uncomfortable to wear that at when you are working?”

      “I wear corsets so frequently that I hardly notice anymore. It’s still a little restrictive but it’s worth it.”

      She pulled up a pair of black leather-look pants, her still deflating cock leaving a small bulge in front, but to the unknowing eye it might just look like she had a huge pussy.

      “Do you ever have any problems with erections at work?” I asked.

      “Do you?”

      “I’ve learned to hide them pretty well.”

      “Same here.” She said matter-of-factly.

      “But yours is way bigger,” I said still staring at the bulge in the front of her pants.

      “Well staring at it isn’t going to help,” she barked at me, “besides what idiot is going to shout at a coworker: Hey! She’s got a dick!”

      I suppose it was true I pondered as Danielle finished getting dressed.

      “Listen,” she said once she was ready to head out the door, “I know that your last exam is in a couple of days, what were you planning on doing afterwards?”

      “For the summer you mean?” I asked, to which she nodded, “Well I’ll be heading home.”

      “And where’s that?”

      “Back out east,” I said.

      “The Atlantic?” she asked.

      I nodded.

      “So you’ll be all the way across the country from me?” Danielle said, a subtle hint of dissapointment flickered across her face.

      “I’ll be back after the summer’s over,” I reassured her.

      “Why don’t you stay with me this summer?” she asked, “We only met a week ago, it seems cruel to leave already.”

      I considered it for a second, but then imagined telling my parents that I couldn’t come home because I was too busy getting buttfucked by some hung chick.

      “My tickets already bought,” I told her.

      “I could reimburse that,” she exclaimed, “money’s not a problem.”

      She seemed intent on getting me to stay, no matter what.

      “Think about it,” she continued, sitting down next to me on one of the only spots of the mattress that wasn’t coated in cum, “a whole summer, just us, we could really get to know one another.”

      She grabbed my hair forcefully and kissed me the way she fucks, hard and deep.

      She broke away from the kiss quickly, and moved to the door.

      “I’ll…I’ll think about it,” but I don’t think I sounded very assuring.

      “Well, If you still say no, maybe I’ll just have to release that video of you online for everyone to see.”

      And before I could do or say anything she had left and closed the door behind her with authority.

      What?

      I had completely forgotten about that video.

      She can’t be serious…

      She wouldn’t do that…

      Shit…



      I felt spent and tired; I laid back down on the mattress, falling back into the old cum stains. The smell of sex was all around me, a smell I would normally find attractive, but in this moment it was only nauseating. My eyelids felt heavy, my belly full.

      As my unanswered questions filled my head I heard the sound of my phone buzzing. I found my satchel by the door in the corner, one of the girls must have dragged it in with my t-shirt as well.

      It was a message from Danielle, with a video attached.

      I clicked it.

      A very familiar face popped up on the video, the young man’s face was lost in arousal, his eyes unfocused and glazed over. A tall, dark muscular woman woman was behind him, the outline of her large cock visible on his bulging stomach.

      The girl behind him screamed while the footage was trained on the belly of the man.

      “OH MON DIEU!!! JE VOUS DONNE TOUT!!! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!” and on she went. The young man’s belly starting expanding at a rapid rate as he was filled up from behind.

      I closed the video before it finished, and deleted the message. My cock was hardening from watching the expression on my own face, the face of a man with no shame. My cock was expecting some sort of attention, but I had none left to give. I laid back down on the bed and took a much needed respite from my predicament.

      “Shit…”
 


      I woke up with two knees on either side of my face and a big black cycloptic snake dangling above me. Sonya looked down at me with a happy smile on her face.

      “Ready for breakfast?” she asked.

      “Yeah, I’m starving, it would be nice to eat some real-Ulgh!” before I could finish my sentence Sonya lowered herself down on my face, her cock pushing past my lips and easing into my mouth. My brain had eradicated any remnants of resistance at this point and my lips parted ways followed by my throat when Sonya’s lengthy, veiny cock returned to it’s second home.

      “That’s good,” she said, her voice only a sultry whisper at this point, “because I’ve been cooking it up just for you all morning. Mmm…”

      As her hips came closer to my face, I could see her balls hanging behind her cock, they bulged, bobbed and twitched as Sonya penetrated my throat, their subtle movements conveying the truth in Sonya’s words.

      When she bottomed out and my nose became intimate with my oppresser’s stomach I stuck out my tongue as far as I could to lick her balls, coaxing my undoubtedly delicious breakfast out of them.

      “Yeah, that’s it slut, it won’t take long when you show them that kind of appreciation.”

      She was practically laying on top of me now, holding her torso up with her hands. Rotating her hips slowly she began making only the tiniest of thrusts, keeping her throbbing cock in deep.

      “Uh… wow, it still amazes me dat you can take it all, not just in your ass but in your troat as well. Mmmmm… you’re one of a kind… uh… Jason?” My head pressed between her thighs it took some effort to nod, to which she responded with a smile. She pulled her cock halfway with a long backwards thrust, sticking her ass into the air giving me just enough of an opening to take a much needed breath through my nose before sinking her cock back in all the way for seconds.

      Knowing that I could make these girls feel so good was just about the last bit of sexual pride I felt like I had left. Her admittance of pleasure caused my heart to beat faster and my cock to get harder.

      When she hilted herself for the second time she was on the edge, I could feel all of her throbbing meat and couldn’t wait for my reward. I stuck my tongue out again and massaged her balls with it, urging them to give me their cum.

      “Ooh yah, gotta big load coming for ya. Aah! Aah…” Sonya sighed, her meat pulsated in my throat and I felt her cum pouring into my stomach.
      
      “Mmmmm…” I sign and moaned, the noise vibrating my esophagus adding the icing on the cake to Sonya’s morning wood. Her crotch bucked against my face hard, her body smothering me into the mattress as my hands grabbed her thighs, not wanting to let her go.

      So full…

      After dumping all of her load my body went lax, Sonya slid off my face, her cock sliding out of my throat, sucking some cum up with it. I had to swallaw hard when she pulled free to make sure I didn’t throw it up. I rubbed my belly, feeling Sonya’s big load swill around inside my stomach with each tiny shift of my body.

      Best. Breakfast. Ever.

      “Whoo…” hollored Sonya as she got up, “thanks, bitch, you are a really good sperm tank.”

      Sonya left, leaving me behind without a second glance.

      I lay there long after Sonya had left the room not wanting to think about Danielle’s ultimatum, still unsure whether Danielle could be joking or not. I didn’t have any sense of time, morning or afternoon; all I wanted to do was rest and digest my meal.
