A wild feminist appears

"Oh, and who is going to stop me? Everyone else seems smart enough not to interfere..." asked Jay West as most people were either stunned or packing their things as if readying to leave. Jay turned around to see an angry looking woman with purple hair and a shy looking man next to her, who tried to pull her back and in a hushed whisper said "Stop it, Shelby! I told you not to draw his attention and that we should leave!" before taking her hand and starting to drag her towards the door wisely sensing danger.

"Shelby, come on. Let's go!" Before he could fully drag her toward the door, she reached out to grab a random porcelain coffee mug and tried to chuck it at the would-be rapist's head, but before he could, she throw her coffee mug, her grip suddenly tightened and her stand stopped, at the last second.

"Naughty but brave. You would try to end my fun so soon? Nobody can ever hurt me again." he responded knowing his all-powerful abilities would automatically activate to defend himself. Leaving his previous prey, before walking up to the purple haired lady scowling, and venomously yelling "Leave me alone. You'll regret it!"

Jay just slapped her modestly across the face before as he yelled "Silence!", before pulling down the immobilized pulling her shirt and bra down leaving her small tits exposed. "Pitiful," he said, "I don't have any interest in playing with you. I might have earlier today but anyone is in my league now and you're uninteresting now but you do deserve to be punished. Hey, you, you're like her boyfriend or something?"

"Uh, yeah, she prefers the term nesting partner but pretty much," shrugged the guy, "Look man, I didn't know she was going to go ballistic."

"Hey, I know you didn't know it but you suspected it. Tell me, what act does she detest in the bedroom of your 'nest'? God that term is so fucking lame. *Both of you, never use it again. From now on, you and she will refer to herself, as your slutty whore, if anyone ever asks inquires about your relationship status and she will only refer to herself and you speak always of her, in the third person*.

"Well, my slutty whore detests giving head," to which the purple haired feminists eyes burned with anger as she starred at her nesting partner.

"Oh really, and why might that be?" *You may speak again only to answer my questions*

"This slutty whore gags and dislikes the taste," the feminist responded before making more mouth movements with no sound coming out. You could have read her mind to figure out what she was saying but frankly didn't give a shit.

"Well then," *your cock will grow to ten and a half inches past the eight limit I set earlier over the next few months and you'll start sticking up for yourself, learn anti-feminist arguments and debate with her all the time*, "I guess your fate will be sealed by your skill despite your lack of enthusiasm for the fact" he said smiling.

"Let's get you to pull your phone and start a stop-watch thing; and then put it on the table for everyone to see the time. You know, where it keeps track of the time that's elapsed and counts up. I've got some work to do in the meantime *so just ignore me until the phone is placed and you can speak after its started*"

**Chaffing is an act that occurs due to extreme heat or friction, typically caused by fast motion of something repeatedly rubbing against flesh that results in local inflammation.**

"Let's update this shall we?" thought Jay to himself.

**Chaffing is an act that occurs due to extreme heat or friction, typically caused by fast motion of something repeatedly rubbing against flesh that results in local inflammation; except penises over ten inches in length are immune to chaffing, regardless of the type of sex such as vagina, oral, anal or otherwise.**

"Ah there, so the timer is ----"

"You asshole. You can't get away with this. There's cameras and slutty whore will go to the police; when they show up with a gun to arrest your rapist ass, you'll get shot. Your only chance is to just leave or turn yourself in. I don't know how you are doing this, but slutty whore resist somehow!"

"Silence!" Jay said slapping the other side of her face.

"Great. That was a minute of ranting you'll regret. *As you'll give a blowjob to your boyfriend, once a month for say the next two decades; he'll probably be tired of you after that, for every minute that passes on the phone timer, between when it started and when he's cum in your throat.* You can start blowing him whenever you choose."

Panicked the purple hair feminist felt no compulsion to start and found she could freely move again. Looking around, all she could say was "You can't be serious, can you? His slutty whore will simply never stop the timer."

"Maybe, my slutty whore should just comply until we sort this out," pleaded the boyfriend, earning him another glare at use of the humiliating term, even though his girlfriend knew he was compelled to say it.

"Now, that is a reasonable man, and like a good feminist," responded Jay before turning towards his original prey, still bound to lean over the desk, until he came inside her, "as the timer will eventually stop when your cellphone runs out of batteries in few hours and your entire lives might revolve around trying to give him a hundred or two blowjobs a month. How would you like to be a slutty whorish living-blowjob machine?" chuckled Jay.

"Don't worry. I have a plan," she responded, "Come on, Jerry. We're leaving," she said confidently before walking to the door and finding herself unable to push the door open to leave. Her body not cooperating with her clear desire to leave, "What the fuck?!" she pondered. "Jerry, open the door now. Get us out of here," only to see Jerry similarly struggle to be able to get his body to produce any force to open the door.

"I can't?" Jerry responded equally confused, "My slutty whore, I think we really should do what he wants."

"Ah, yes. You can't, "Jerry". Nobody can. I decided I'd like everyone to stay while I play. Honestly, I'd probably just had sex with the hottest few women and changed a new rules related to orgasms and then left if you hadn't intervened, I'd probably not have bothered with a fat troll like you. So I guess 'Jerry' will be getting all the benefit, but *tell me*, what was your plan?"

"I was going to break up with Jerry. Your stupid command was to blow slutty whore's boyfriend so many times per month. No boyfriend, no blowjobs. Easy loophole out," the feminist admitted through gritted teeth, as she watched him once again lube up his cock.

"Silence again. Hmm, oh, well, in that case, I think you should work extra hard to remain Jerry's boyfriend. I should incentivize .... you .... to .....stay ....ah together," he muttered as with extra effort his ridiculously thick cock pushed its way past the woman's entrance to her anus, causing her to cry out in a moan of anything but enjoyment.

"Let's see," Jay thought briefly dramatically rubbing his chin, as he ignored his victim's ample signs of distress, as he continued to pound away amazed by the sensation of extreme heat and tightness. "Holy fuck, this feels so good," he said through bated breathe, as she continued to moan in pain at the sensation of the extreme object working its way inside her, feeling like it was rearranging organs.

"Come on, my slutty whore, just do it," Jerry encouraged, as she tried to push her to her feet only to feel her push him away, "...its the only way out now."

"Ah yes," momentarily remembering his train of thought pleasure disrupted, "if you break up with him, ... fuck that's good.... the compulsion to give oral sex remains and you tit fuck him every time before you blow him."

"See, just blow me before he makes it worse," pleaded Jerry as he undid his belt from his pants, leaving the purple haired woman looking even more panicked hearing her plan ruined.

"If he breaks up with you, it changes into an anal compulsion, till he cums inside you and for good measure, you'll do a thorough job cleaning him up afterwards, with your mouth of course and make sure your cleaning job, lasts a minimum of ...hmm...let's say five minutes. If he gets hard again, before he's clean, you'll let him take you, wherever you least desire it, in that moment. So basically twice for every minute on the stop watch. So you better *do your best to keep him happy*"

Panicked the purple haired lady saw it was now up to nearly 5 minutes. "Five blow jobs a month?!" she panicked before deciding she had no choice, as she barely registered Jay's taunting "do your best to make him happy". Approaching Jerry, she dropped to her knees and started to use try to use her hands to unbutton his jeans, when she realized it would probably make Jerry happier if she humiliated herself a bit and used only her teeth to take it out. Frustrated, she knew this would take longer and result in more blowjobs and that too would only make him happier.

"Obviously, you'll do your best to ensure his sexual health and access to you. You'll never move away from him or allow him move away from you; you'll follow him anywhere to do your duty, and you'll never have a third party like the police, border patrol, mafia, FBI or whatever the fuck you can think of, harm him, or arrest him; or yourself for that matter. *Follow these commands*."

"Now, this has been a little one sided for you, hasn't it?" Jay stated towards the college student, as he started to intensely pound, into the girl pinned to the desk still with her books scattered. Taking out his phone, he slowed in pace to give him a bit more stamina, as he felt like he was about to blow his load and had only managed to fit about half of his enhanced member inside. He really wanted to bottom out if he could.

*Rape is a painful, experience that is intensely violating and potentially emotionally and psychologically scaring. Participants may actively resist or sometimes have a fawning reaction where they do not resist at all.*

Easy fix, *unless, they are being raped by a cock over ten inches; then the participant's body, actively participates in the rape and does its upmost best to please the rapist using the maximum skill the participant has; and despite how much the conscious mind might detest the experience or be humiliated, consciously the victim will experience all the pleasure the body would experience, if the sex was deeply arousing, they were a enthusiastically willing participant and were highly erotically sensitive everywhere, leading to frequent powerful orgasms.*

"Holy fuck!" cried Jay as the woman pinned down began to aggressively grind her ass up and down, as he thrust in from behind. She seemed to keep part of her body against the table, as she started to move forward and backwards on the table, to help push back against towards his pelvis. Her body taking over her vocal cords and begging him "Fuck me harder! Deeper!" as it relaxed all the muscles the way a willing participant might. Jay felt the resistance dissipate almost immediately and him go deeper and deeper inside. Feeling him deep inside her, the college-aged student immediately cried out in an overwhelming intense orgasm.

"Man, that is one amazing butt. Do you play a sport at your university?" as he continued to thrust, though he could have just as easily sat back, relaxed and let this woman do all of her work; amazed he watched the woman's gym-toned ass swallow that cock again and again.

"VolleybalLLL," she grunted as her body continued to grunt and moan loudly in pleasure, as an enthusiastic participant would as she came again, just as the very rules of the universe dictated: "frequent, intense".

"Jerry, you're going to love this, if you ever break up with your whore or decide you're into non-consensual stuff," teased Jay as he looked over at a mess of purple hair working between his legs and one hand held up his average looking cock.

"I already do," responded Jerry grinning ear from ear, as his feminist girlfriend was tenderly sucking on his balls, "that feels amazing my slutty whore. You know how much I enjoy this; it is so relaxing," he said with his head titled back, starting to get slightly soft almost, as it felt equal parts relaxing to pleasurable.

"Fuck!!" thought Shelby as she continued to do her best to please him and based off how much during hand jobs he enjoyed stroking of his balls, she knew this would be one of the best ways to please him in a blow job but she could already see the time had hit eight minutes. "Eight blowjobs a month?!"

"That feels amazing," responded Jerry, "I could have slutty whore do this all day but you need to make me cum. Go ahead and start taking it all the way when you're ready," giving her the choice when to really start working hard at making him come.

"Frustrated," she felt her body, "doing her best" begin to slowly lick up and down the sides before swirling the head, as she glanced at the clock hitting over nine minutes. Before slowly starting to sensually take him up and down, in her mouth, still trying to "do her best" to maximize his pleasure by prolonging the experience with slow, agonizing movements, only taking the first bit in.

Even more humiliating, she could see Jerry was watching the far more attractive, college beauty get fucked and coming over and over again on a monstrously big cock. Her only saving grace was at least, she wasn't blowing a monster like that, and at a modest five inches, it wasn't like she was gagging on this thing yet and it wouldn't be much all the way in. Still, she'd rather Jerry be paying attention to her efforts on his cock.

Panicking, Jerry just enjoying the slow pleasurable blowjob seemed barely any closer to coming as the clock hit twelve minutes. Jay had just come in the college teens ass and was having the most attractive barista clean him, who seemed to be doing it with unusual enthusiasm, for what was obviously an unpleasant task. Before roughly taking her head and forcing her to swallow it all, as he regrew to hardness inside her mouth. Barking out some orders to some business man with a trophy wife to start going down on her to get her warmed-up.

"Thirteen minutes?" she feared, as she started to take it deeper now, that he seemed well warmed up and prepared for it, swallowing it all the way down and gagging slightly as it pressed against the entrance to her throat, even as she rhythmically swallowed to create more suction.

"Do you want to fuck your slutty whore's mouth, Jerry? Just this one time?" pleaded Shelby as she knew the timer was counting up. Just the thought of doing something against her will, that she hated, once every second day was pretty terrible. Being under a man's control made her cringe and if he broke up with her.... the thought was equally horrific so she would have to make him happy, forever. What would she need to do to keep him in a relationship? Have no voice? cook? clean? ride his dick girl on top like she always denied?

"Nah, I know that would violate everything my slutty whore stands for, as a feminist, to allow a patriarchal figure like a boyfriend, traditionally seen as the leader of the house, to grasp slutty whore by the head and direct an independent woman how to please him, and by doing so reduce her to a sex object. So I'll let slutty whore do slutty whore's thing as equals," Jerry countered, as he smiled at the timer hitting fifteen minutes, and he placed his hands behind his head, relaxing fully to last as long as possible, well aware he'd be sacrificing many future blowjobs a month, if he were to give into this lust this one time.

"Asshole! How can slutty whore be your equal when we can't even say my name?" asked Shelby realizing time as passing just added "...nevermind" and went back to sucking. Realizing it probably wasn't pleasing or conducive to making him cum to stress him out or yell at him and was just making her future worse and worse.

Jerry just went back to watching the guy with the monstrous dick, with seeming god like powers, fuck the business man's trophy wife, while the business man seemed busy on his phone, nodding in agreement to something, he'd missed the guy say. The Trophy wife kept looking at her husband with more and more love, adoration and lust, as Jay kept whispering things into her ear.

Sadly, he could tell Shelby had started to bob up and down with a vicious pace. He was going to cum any moment and he'd barely hit seventeen minutes. "You know, it would really please me and add a lot to this blowjob, if slutty whore were naked, so I could cum anywhere on slutty whore's body" Jerry passively commented curious, as she really didn't just start bobbing intensely right away and seemed to be doing her best to please him.

Frustrated, she stopped bobbing and looked mortified as she looked around, at the many people in the cafe. Some taking videos and photos, some trying to hide like there was an active shooter and others trying to escape via a backdoor only to find themselves still trapped. Some trying to break the glass windows to find themselves unable to complete the swing. Most seemed too preoccupied to look at her but she definitely felt ashamed of her body -- but she knew she needed to do her best and couldn't seem to finish him off till she did. So reluctantly she started stripping. Internally, she cursed Jerry and was thinking about how she'd get revenge till she realized, if the relationship ended, things would get way worse and she'd need to just bottle up her revenge ideas. Putting on a fake sweet smile, she responded "Of course, dear. Slutty whore would love to," and began to undress with haste only to be interrupted by another request.

"It would please me a lot more if you did it slowly/sensually like a long strip tease making sure you don't finish till the current song is over," referring to the music playing in the cafe. Panicked, Shelby felt her body respond as she saw the timer was up to nineteen minutes. The song seemed to go on and on, as she slowly removed her clothing and to her mortification, a few of the perverted men taking photos and videos started to target herself. By the time the song ended, she was shocked to see it was twenty-three minutes on the timer and Jerry looked far from close to coming. In fact, it looked a little soft.

"That was amazing, slutty whore. Can slutty whore slowly get me back in the mood by warming me up again? It would really please me best," to which Shelby couldn't help but groan. Meanwhile Jerry returned his attention to the stranger that completely changed his relationship. Just a little while longer, Jerry though and he'd be guaranteed daily blowjob for decades.

The stranger was seemingly done with the 'trophy wife' as she was now stroking her husband's chin with a doe-eyed expression of adoration. Quite different from the bored, almost distain, he saw on her face earlier. He whispered something into her ear, that made her giggle and respond "anything for you" before her hand immediately started to stroke his manhood through his business slacks. Clearly, his relationship had changed for the better too. Jerry idly wondered if she'd offended the stranger or the business man just paid for her to be remade to his liking; as he could see no panties on and a huge load of cum dripping from snatch.

The stranger was now leaning back against a couch in the corner, with an extremely thin red head with a small ass, bouncing up and down with wild abandon, teasing her saying "Oh, your boyfriend isn't this big? Too bad, he didn't join you. You sex life would have been far more interesting in a few months. Did you ever know sex with a huge cock could feel this good?"

"God no, omg omg omg God help me! I'm coming!" she screamed again as her body betrayed her conscious will to stop and be faithful to him, instead grinding passionately as she started to kiss him.

"Well, you'll be able to find lots of big cocks if its what you want. Was he your first?" Jay asked?

"Yes, yes yes!!!! My first and only! We are going to get marrieddddd!" she responded through frequent intense orgasms.

"A pussy this good should be shared, don't you think? *In a few months after your own growth spurt, you'll realize you're way out of his league*" pushing her to be unaware of this change and installing a command in his subconscious to bring her to him when she decides she wants to leave her boyfriend. She had a gorgeous, innocent, looking face and with huge tits on this thing body, she'd be an instant 10/10 model.

"Let's see how much my toy can take before I break you," responded Jay as he willed another half an inch in girth and a quarter in length as he could already feel he was literally pressing against her cervix as she bottomed out.

"Holy fuck, YESSS!!" she cried out and her cries seemed to get harder as he added another half an inch in girth, making her eyes go wide and her head thrust back. Sadly, a tiny bit of blood started to trickle from her so he knew the exact size that was too much and went down a quarter inch, before having her climb off.

"On your knees," Jay commanded to which she responded instantly looking up expectantly as he stroked his cock toward completion, before realizing, he could just command himself and unleashed an incredible load across her face and chest; thanks to his enlarged testicles he made with the business man's wife.

Surprised, he saw the slutty whore and her boyfriend where still going at it. He was tired and ready to begin the next phase of his fun. "Great job. Come with me." Jay told the woman whose name he didn't even know. "Barista, clean up at table 6" Jay yelled as he got closer to the counter causing her to rush around to start licking the cum of the red-heads body.

"There, now that we've seen to cleanliness, slutty whore, what's wrong, why haven't you made him cum yet?"

"Its your fucking fault! You pushed me to do my best to please him and he keeps telling me things that would please him that are delaying the finish, like stripping and suckling on his balls" Slutty whore complained.

"Silence! Oh, dude, that's so smart but not really nice haha. What is the timer at? Holy fuck, 42 minutes? Dude, have I been fucking that long?" Jay asked.

"Sorry, I got greedy I guess," shrugged the emasculated boyfriend.

"You sure did. Tell you what, how far is the university? like ten minutes?" Jay ballparked.

"Walking, its like 15" he replied.

"Okay, tell you what. You are going to walk back to the university and return to your dorm or wherever your ugh nest is and face fuck her with abandon till you cum, and you'll be super aroused the entire walk, barely able to hold on, oh and slutty whore, get on your knees. Fuck yes, okay now go" Jay responded after putting a huge load on her face for everyone to see on the walk home.

Everyone seemed on edge and panicked like who would he pick next. Tension was in the air before JAy simply walked up to buy a coffee to go and left a great tip for the sexual-cleanup waitress, now that he was rich. Having sold his 'services' to the business man for the price of a luxury car. A dream deal to the business man and himself both.

"Well folks, its been fun. Best sex of my life. Hottest sex. You guys were all stunning. *subconscious mind for the girl I bent over the desk, red head, John, and the slutty-couple, make sure they feel no physical pain, heal quickly, and recall the experience as a pleasant, positive one so no long term trauma occurs. For everyone who was present today, stuck in the cafe, make them all put all the chairs back and help clean this place up back to as close to new as possible; and then adjust any perception of bosses, wives, husbands, families girlfriends, professors, job supervisors or whatever else, to make sure nobody suffers any negative consequences, as a result of their time spent trapped, like they aren't perceived as having been absent or late or are given extensions or whatever. Oh and have the perverts delete their evidence of the events here.*"

With that said, Jay walked out the door ready to move onto more fun.