Blowjob Mask Wife – Final Convergence** **Hiromi / Yumi & Reiko** **The Last Party – Ending**

**Blowjob Mask Wife – Final Convergence**

Hiromi / Yumi & Reiko

The Last Party – Ending

The platform had become a single wet, moving mass of flesh.

Hiromi and Reiko were no longer being taken one at a time. The remaining men had lifted both women and held them face-to-face, breasts pressed together, legs spread wide in the air so that every spectator—especially the two locked husbands—could see exactly what was about to happen.

A thick cock pushed into Hiromi’s cum-slick pussy.

Another drove into Reiko’s at the same moment.

The masked wives cried out in unison through the open rubber holes.

“Can I have you cum inside me?” Hiromi’s voice was high and desperate.

“It’s okay if you cum inside me, right?” Reiko echoed, tongue lolling.

“Please, you— I want you to cum inside me!”

The President stepped closer to the two chastity-locked husbands and smiled.

“From your husband? Then why not ask for permission directly?”

Both women turned their masked faces toward the chairs.

Hiromi’s eyes above the rubber were shining with tears and arousal.

“Is it alright if I finish inside?” she begged her original husband.

Reiko’s voice cracked with the same need.

“Hoping for that too.”

The husbands could not answer. The heavy industrial belts kept them sealed, leaking, and utterly powerless. Their silence was taken as consent.

“That’s great!” one of the men laughed, and both cocks began to thrust in earnest.

The wives were bounced between the two shafts, breasts dragging against each other, masks almost touching. Every deep stroke forced wet, obscene sounds from their used holes. Cum from earlier loads was pushed out around the pistoning cocks and dripped onto the sheets in long white strands.

“I want strong genes!” Hiromi sobbed.

“I want exceptional genes!” Reiko screamed.

“I want a big cock and cum! I’m begging you! I want to climax inside!”

The men gave them exactly what they asked for.

The first orgasm hit Hiromi like a seizure. Her entire body locked, the open hole of the mask spraying saliva as she squirted hard around the cock buried inside her. Reiko followed a heartbeat later, thighs shaking violently, a clear arc of fluid shooting out past the shaft that was still fucking her. The two women clung to each other, masked faces pressed together, while the men kept thrusting through their climax.

“Let it out inside,” someone ordered.

Both men slammed deep and held.

Hiromi’s eyes rolled back as the first heavy pulse of semen flooded her womb. Reiko’s toes curled so hard they cramped. The wives’ muffled screams of pure relief filled the room as they were filled to overflowing. Excess cum immediately began leaking out around the still-buried cocks and ran down their thighs in thick rivulets.

They were not given time to rest.

New men took the places of the first two. Hiromi and Reiko were held in the same face-to-face position, still dripping, and impaled again. The second round of creampies came faster. The third even faster. By the time the fourth pair of men finished inside them, both wives were trembling continuously, wombs visibly distended, every slight movement causing fresh streams of white to pour from their ruined holes.

“This is the beeeest!” Hiromi moaned, voice completely broken.

“Getting filled with cum after getting permission from her husband…”

“So much powerful cum is being pumped into my womb.”

“It’s so hooot!”

Reiko could only nod weakly against her, the rubber of their masks squeaking together.

When the final men stepped forward, the wives were lowered onto their backs side by side, legs still spread, holes gaping and overflowing. The last two cocks pushed in without resistance and began the final, brutal pace. Hiromi reached out blindly and found Reiko’s hand. Their fingers locked.

“For them… no,” one of the men grunted.

“For you all as well.”

“Yes,” both wives answered in perfect, exhausted unison.

“Thank you for your support.”

The last orgasms were almost quiet.

The men buried themselves to the root and poured everything they had left into the two trained wombs. Hiromi and Reiko came one final time—weak, fluttering, completely spent—while the fresh semen mixed with everything that had already been pumped into them.

Silence settled over the platform.

The only sounds were the soft drip of cum onto the sheets and the ragged breathing of two women who no longer remembered how to close their mouths without the rubber forcing them open.

The President walked between the two chastity-locked husbands and rested a hand on each of their shoulders.

“The training cycle is complete,” he said quietly. “Your wives have been fully tuned. From tonight onward they will return to the regular schedule—service, recording, and occasional joint sessions. The belts will be removed in the morning. The keys will remain with us.”

He looked down at the two ruined, smiling, mask-wearing women.

“They asked for strong genes. They received them. The Continuity office will be in touch regarding any resulting pregnancies.”

The attendants began cleaning the platform.

Hiromi and Reiko were helped to their feet, still leaking, still masked, and led away for the final wash of the night.

The two husbands remained in their chairs, industrial chastity belts locked, the image of their wives begging for other men’s cum burned permanently behind their eyes.

Outside, the city continued under the Dibs Laws.

Inside the inn, the last party ended exactly as every party under the system was designed to end:

Two perfect mask wives.

Two permanently reclassified husbands.

And a future in which the open rubber holes would never again be closed for anyone who did not hold the claim.

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