Computer Expert, useful, but boring

I glanced down. “Tell me, Skin, do you know how to suck a dick?”

“Of course!” Shit, no SP gain…

“How so? You’ve never done it.”

“I’ve seen a million videos, I practiced on my dildo and then _Frannie _enjoys fucking my face with that massive dildo of hers.”

“That’s not the same as sucking a real cock. Sit down.”

She obediently sat, without giving me shit, sensing she was going to get a chance to prove her point. I stepped forward, dick still hard and wet from her cunt.

Her tongue ran up the underside of my cock, tasting herself.

“Damn, I’ll give Frannie this, she was right about changing my diet. I taste fucking delicious.” She said, before smirking up and flicking her tongue over my head quickly. Experience may have been the best teacher, but porn and a lot of dildo practice wasn’t bad I noted as she bobbed up and down on my cock and an achievement popped up:

First Taste (Dyke Edition):
Congratulations on being the first real dick in her mouth. Reward: You Taste Good, Perk.

You Taste Good, Perk:
Your cum tastes extremely good to all targets.

She wasn’t a patch on Diamond though. “Not bad, but experience is the best teacher.” I leaned forward and belatedly noticed that the weak fabric of her costume had started to come apart in the back under the **** of our fucking. I bent over her, grabbing the back of the outfit and ripped.

I’m a strong man, it split up the back, though the seams at the top and bottom held. She squeaked against my cock and I rapped her gently on the head. “Watch the teeth. A real pro can suck a dick while another bitch is sliding a strapon up her ass.”

She nodded against my stomach, then my hands ran up her naked back as I took a firm grip on the top of her outfit and ripped it open. She didn’t squeal this time, and her teeth never touched my dick. When I destroyed the bottom part of her outfit, she likewise kept it under control, but when I shoved two fingers into her cunt, then one up her ass, she jumped and her teeth brushed my cock.

I straightened and looked down at her with annoyance. “Did you bring another costume?” I asked. She lunged forward, but I pulled her back by her hair.

“Answer me.”

“No other costumes,” she admitted. +3 SP (Skin: +43)

“So you only have your normal clothes here to get home in?”

She looked nervously at me. “Yes.”

“Good. But for now, your teeth have touched my cock twice. Apologize.”

“Sorry,” she said, flippantly.

“Frannie, did you teach this slut nothing?”

“H--”

I thrust into her open mouth, holding her head in both hands as I pushed into her throat, which, startled, tried to push me out, only to yield to superior strength, position and size.

Her hands rose and beat against my legs, but didn’t make the OK symbol. “I’m sure this isn’t new. Frannie probably loves making you **** on her dildo, but it’s different with a man and a cock, isn’t it? Especially an ex-cop. Isn’t it? It’s like the very power structures which you’ve always opposed are forcing their way into your throat, literally **** and silencing you.”

She shuddered and gagged, spittle flying everywhere. Her hands rose to push me, but I snapped, “Hands behind your back, bitch! I’m sure Frannie at least taught you that much!”

They flew behind her back instinctively as she flushed and gagged, helpless under me. +5 SP (Skin +48)

“It’s worse than that. You could stop me. All you’d have to do is use your safeword. But you won’t. You’ll just let me turn you into a fucking onahole, let me use this five hundred dollar haircut as a handle as I **** your mouth into submission, as I punish you for being a bad whore and teach you how to do better! Frannie might be an ex-cop, but she’s a woman, a Latina woman, it’s different than a white man isn’t it? I might as well be the GCPD silencing you. Fucking you into submission. What would it say about you if you came from that? You will, you know.”

She shook her head furiously, if minimally, given the anchor point of my cock. Orgasm Control meant she didn’t have a choice.

“Let’s make a little bet. If you cum from that, then you have to crawl over there and lick Frannie’s ex-GCPD cunt until the bitch cums. If you don’t, you can start your domination of her early.”

“What the fuck are you talking about?” Frannie bellowed, I glanced over, there was a fucking puddle under her cunt and Rapetoy’s hips were jerking abortively, trying to fuck a phantom cock that didn’t exist, or grind against a vibe that just wasn’t there.

“Shut up, Frannie,” I ordered. Rapetoy stopped talking, silenced by my power and dominance as my cock was buried in Skin’s throat. I wasn’t going to last much longer.

“Nod if we have a deal,” I ordered.

She did. I pounded her throat ruthlessly, king of Frannie’s playroom and I pulled her down, pressing her nose against my stomach, as I claimed her throat, holding her their as her throat squeezed, gagged and desperately sought air, simultaneously trying to swallow and expel me, her muscles helplessly rubbing against my glans and cock as took her air for my pleasure, before finally shooting my load down her throat, directly into her belly, pausing only to increase my load to triple normal size.

As her eyes rolled back in pleasure and need for oxygen, only my hands kept her from convulsing off her knees and she swallowed desperately, repeatedly and actually began to need oxygen, I pulled back, spraying the last of my cum into her mouth, where it dribbled out onto the floor as she choked and coughed, like something had gone down the wrong pipe. Of course, something had, my pipe. +15 SP (Skin: +63)

More seed dribbled out of her mouth and a little more was still running down her thigh, dislodged by the vigorous thrusting I’d done. I pushed aside the popup as I leaned over and whispered. “I know you came. But why don’t we work together. Our own _thin blue line, _against Frannie? Lie to her and you can have a bit of fun where you’re in charge.”

“B-b-but--”

“Unless you want to lick her cunt? To push my cum into her pussy with your tongue? Serve that monstrous bitch? But maybe that gets you wet? Well, you’ve got some time to think,” and Asa has a moment to choose, “because you’ve made a mess, since you couldn’t swallow my entire load. Clean that cum off the floor.”

She moved slowly, obediently, cleaning every drop of my cum from the floor with her tongue, whimpering slightly as she did, enjoying every taste of my seed.

Finally, she raised her head, prepared to give her answer, but Asa got there first...