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The Chain: Link 6

Date: 10/9/2014, Categories: Fantasy & Sci-Fi, Author: PervyStoryteller, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

an animated mannequin himself. It was too much to take in. Tess sat there, not moving, letting Dickie hold her head in place as he moved his cock in her mouth. She was afraid that he’d be rough with her, force himself too far in, making her gag or choke. To her surprise, Dickie seemed to know exactly how far he could go. With the taste of swollen man meat on her tongue, Tess tried to suppress the signals coming from her pussy. Her head was telling her that this was the most degrading thing that had ever happened to her; her sex that it was the most exciting. She closed her eyes. She didn’t want her body to respond in this way, to burn with lust while being used like this. Dickie may be an animated mannequin, but sitting like this she was no more than a sex doll. In their way they were both objects. “You think too much,” the cabbie told her. He wasn’t the first person to tell her that. Maybe she should just let go. After all, she could hardly do anything to prevent this, not now. Dickie was gasping, clearly excited by being able to thrust his cock in her passive mouth. Tess moved an arm. Perhaps if she touched her tingling sex she could relax more. “Keep still!” Basher barked. Tess obeyed. But now that she wasn’t allowed to touch herself, it made her want to all the more. Dickie’s cock continued moving, back and forth, back and forth. And then she felt it, the slight expansion. Dickie’s grunt wasn’t hard to interpret. She steeled herself. She’d never allowed anyone to ... ejaculate in her mouth before, and here she was meekly accepting it. Except that suddenly her mouth was empty. “Keep your mouth good and shut!” Basher ordered. That was a relief. For all of two seconds, until her face was splattered with sperm. It felt like there was loads of the stuff, an unnatural amount. Tess was glad she’d kept her eyes shut now. A huge spurt had struck her forehead and was dribbling down over her eyelids. She could feel the sticky goo on the bridge of her nose, on her cheeks, chin, and on her lips. And just when she thought it was over, there was a new grunt. She assumed it was John. More huge spurts struck her face all over, glazing her. Her face coated in goo, she remembered her ex-husband complaining that she was too squeamish. Maybe she was. She’d never let this happen, not with anyone. Yet here she was, her face dripping with sperm. “Get up!” Basher snarled. She felt the collar round her neck. If she opened her eyes to see, she’d get semen in them. If she opened her mouth to object, she’d get sperm in it. She rose awkwardly to her feet. “Walk!” Basher barked. She got the sense it wasn’t Basher who was guiding her forwards. She also sensed the direction, and however difficult it was to walk, she didn’t want to open her eyes anymore. She was guided forwards slowly until she felt cold glass against nipple. Her nipples betrayed her instantly by hardening some more. She thought of all those men out there watching and felt mortified at knowing they were regarding ...