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Chapter 7 by spentbob spentbob

Try to pull out, stay still and get milked, or have you another plan?

Let it have another load

It can't hurt, surely? I mean, the door does seem to be designed to be "unlocked" this way, right?

That's how you reason your decision to yourself, as you writhe and wrigle and try not to moan as the beautiful brass head sucks you relentlessly to another amazing orgasm, even more mind blowing than the last. After that, you're not really capable of any sort of reasoning or rationale for a while, you're not really capable of anything much but some helpless wriggling and moaning and biting at your lower lip to keep for yelling out load as the brass heads suction ratchets up another level, even as your cock becomes even more unbareablly sensitive, sucking you with suck **** that you're completely unaware of anything but the hellish, heavenly sensations engulfing your throbbing, pulsing cock for... well, you're not entirely sure - you can't focus enough to give an accurate estimate of the passage of time, and you can't rule out the possibility that you actually passed out for a little while there.

As the brass head goes right on sucking and sucking and sucking, the small part of your mind that isn't totally overwhelmed by sensation wearily notes that you're in a bit of a pickle here, most likely - the insanely powerfull suction of the brass heads mouth has you pinned to the door as helpless as a butterfly on a collectors display board, with no way of defending yourself if anyone - or anything - should happen upon you and decide to take advantage of your situation. And, this tired and somewhat annoyed part of your mind chides the rest of you, somewhat irritably, it's not like you wouldn't deserve it.

Still, there isn't all that much you can do about your situation - the only suggestion your little core of rationality can come up with is the frankly rather risky tactic of shouting for help. It's either yell for assistance, and hope who - or what - ever hears you is the mercifull sort, or to just stay where you are and endure the endless draining blow job. Yeah, that's probably the best idea right, your last rational spark thinks, beginning to give up and drool down your face with the rest of you as your helpless dick is sucked and sucked and sucked... the head will be done with you sooner or later and if not, hey, is being dick-sucked to **** such a terrible fate?

Yell for help, or surrender to the suction?

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