I'll help

I'm not sure if I can trust her but I don't have many choices left. I doubt I can get back to my apartment safely and even IF I did it'll only be a matter of time before someone, probably whoever turned off the internet, busts down the door. Jada's hand clenching on my shoulder breaks me from my thoughts as her patients seems to be growing thin.

"I'll help." I blurt out and for a moment I swear I saw an emotion flicker on her face but it's gone.

"GREAT! Don't worry cutie after you help me get Sarah I'll keep you perfectly safe from all those meanies. Now....I'm sorry but I'm gonna have to rough you up a bit to look like I caught you, I've got a reputation already...but don't worry it won't be anything permanent. Now shut your eyes and hold your breath I'll hurt less." she says in a tone one would expect talking to a puppy or child before becoming serious. I wonder for a moment if I am making a mistake but I'm already to far in to change my mind now so I take a deep breath and hold my eyes shut......and wait.........and wait....a-

There's a brief clickclick sound followed by a jolt rushing through my stomach as all my muscles feel as if they are on fire and I tense up before falling onto the stairs.

When I open my eyes I find myself face down on a mattress and my ass in the air. Groggily I look around seeing an exhausted effeminate man with black hair obscuring his face and Andrew looking down on me with a look of pity as I try to bring my arms out from underneath me I only succeed in discovering my erect cock is sandwiched between my stomach and arm. I try to ask whats going on but all that comes out is wordless mumbling that is abruptly cut off as two soft hands grope my apple shape cheeks and spread them apart.

"Don't worry cutie I'll be gentle." Jada reassures from behind me before she spits on my asshole.

"And I'm using one of my smaller toys." she continues as she lets something hard land in between my cheeks before she gives another couple of spits. She brings my cheeks back together and drags the object between my cheeks making me wonder if this is a "smaller one" how big is the biggest one.

"I'll help you Mistress, but ple-" I try plead before someone screams "to big" as she roughly rams the strap-on into my asshole as for a moment my world explodes in light as my eyes cross. Panting I realize my tongue is lulling out and that I must have came as my chest and upper stomach are now coated with a warm sticky substance. A hard slap to my right cheek sends a wave of pleasure through me as I resist the urge to cum again but am unable to make out the words that Mistress Jada says.

"Jesus Christ. I know I said I'd help you but you have to do SOME WORK. I mean even the little Cuck over there pushed back........speaking of WHY THE FUCK AREN'T YOU TWO CLAPPING THOSE CHEEKS TOGETHER!" Jada derides me before being distracted by the dark haired couple. They seem to respond to her orders as I can hear a wet slapping coming from my left after her yell. I try pull push back into her but do not have enough room to pull forward so end up mostly just grinding on her lap.

"Eh...I'll give you points for effort..." Jada mumbles before she resumes her rough fucking as she pushes my face into the mattress. I resist the urge to cum with each thrust, but when her hand worms it's way under my chest to pinch my nipple it's to much and I cum once again though for some reason I do not cover my chest with cum again. Mistress continues long into the night and long after I could count the number of shameful orgasms never her hand playing with my chest and occasionally my dick that feels far more sensitive than I've ever been. I barely notice when my grunts turn into moans or when I start to beg in a high pitched voice for more and harder.

"Hm....ok I think that's enough. Get some sleep cutie. I'll be back in the morning to take you to Sarah." Jada says as she abruptly stops and leaves me in the basement. I don't last long till I'm quickly asleep.

I jolt awake to the sound of someone stepping onto the concrete floor. Trying to look around the only thing I can see is the exhausted form of Andrew and the darkhaired femboy next to me shaking as he tries to both look at the source of the sound and not be noticed."Really. You two stopped fucking each other AGAIN. Not surprising from a cuck like you, but your wh-" Mistress starts to deride the couple again only to be cut off by the woman.

"You are right Ma'am. I'm a whore! An..And I can't stand this....this... MAN....th....that's why I was cheating on him with Andrew. So... you don't need to keep him around. You just need me...I'll do anything just let him go." The woman stammers out in a rather unconvincing lie. The pause seems to last for hours before interrupted by the sound of something being spilled and then the sound of a metal bowl being dropped onto the concrete floor.

"First...Do.Not.Ever.Interrupt.ME! Second really it took you less than a day to FINALLY admit you were a cheating whore. You must be hard up for a REAL cock.... Andrew I'm truly ashamed in your taste for whores." Mistress rages before coming to my view giving me a good view of her wide hips and fat ass and placing a metal dog bowl with what looks like cereal in front of the "Cuck". My heart freezes a beat as she turns around allowing me to see her glistening lower lips and a normal bowl in her hands as her breasts block the view of her face. She seems to be contemplating something before setting the overfilled bowl of cereal down in front of me and it's at that point I realize I'm hungry.

"Oh poor cutie. I forgot to unchain you didn't I." Mistress coos as she quickly disappears behind me and releases something allowing me to bring my hand cuffed by a pair of pink fluffy hand cuffs forward and to sit up. Not thinking I quickly reach for the bowl only for a loud "NO" from behind to cause me to freeze in terror. Not wanting to move anything other than my eyes I watch as Mistress walks around and squats down giving me a clear view of her dripping cunt causing me to become hard. That's when I realize my cock feels different and looking down I can to see my mute horror my once foot long cock was now a mere 3 inch rock hard cock.

"Don't worry cutie. I'll let you fuck Sarah or Hag enough to get a cock back AFTER you help me...Now open up." Mistress reassures me before shoveling a spoonful of cereal into my mouth. She lets me eat most of the bowel leaving only a few floating before walking to Andrew and pulling the gag out of his mouth.

"Please Jada. It was just p-" He tries to plead with his wife before being cut off by a spoon of mostly milk causing him to cough and sputter. She gives him just enough time to barely recover before tilting his head up and pouring the contents of the bowl into his mouth, though mostly down his chin before shoving the gag back in. Mistress turns around and starts to walk up the stairs.

"Cutie just wait there I'll grab a few things for our plan to work." Mistress calls back from the top of the stairs leaving me in the basement. For the first time I'm able to take in the full scene of Mi- no Jada's dungeon.

The dark haired couple seem to be mostly tapped to the floor with black tape their large asses cheek to cheek. The woman shivers as I get a glimpse of a tear filled blue eye through the cereal drenched hair and the metal dog bowl lies upside down a couple feet away. Cuck , the man, is taking a few tentative bites of cereal seeming to have given up.

Looking at Andrew he seems the most heavily restrained as a pair of cuffs support his arms and legs as a collar keeps his head close to the padded wall behind him. Casting a glance I can seem my once flat chest are now a slight rise that look like minuscule breasts. Pulling up I find the end of the chain attached to my hand cuffs that sends intrusive thoughts of running away. But I start to entertain those thoughts when I look towards the stairs as I see hanging from hooks a taser , scissors, and several rolls of black tape on the wall.

"Please....help Eric." A quiet voice calls from the floor. Looking to the drenched woman she stares up at me with a look of being on the edge of giving up.