Of course

Jane didn't come back to the mediation session. I was worried.

"She's going to sue you," I said. "And I'm going to be in trouble too."

"Don't worry about that," said Amy. "Nothing like that is going to happen. In fact, she'll sign this and be your slut for a while."

What was going on? "What is going on?" I asked. "Why on earth would you do this? And why are you so sure?"

"I'll tell you later," she said. "Just call me when she shows up at your house again."

Sure enough, a week later, Jane was back at my house, begging for sex.

"I really need your cock. I want it so bad. I'll even suck it again, you can cum in my mouth. Just give it to me."

I had called Amy, of course, and she had come over. "Suck his cock," she said. "But this time, get him to cum on your face. And then, before you leave, we have to talk."

Jane gave me another stellar blowjob. It took less time to get my cock past her mouth and into her throat and I could feel a slight pop on my cock as it pushed from her mouth into the narrowness of her throat. It was such a great feeling that I pulled out of her throat and pushed in again. I repeated this a few times until I was ready to cum. Jane quickly pulled my cock out of her mouth and, holding it with her hand, she aimed it directly at her face as I came. Cum shot out of my dick and covered her forehead and nose. She even took one blast in her left eye. As soon as my cum hit her, she came too, shuddering and yelling.

Our orgasms over, Jane reached up to clean her face. Amy stopped her: "Just leave that on your face for now. I think you should sign this paper first."

"No way," said Jane. "I don't know why I came over here, or why I even listened to you, but now I don't want to and there's no way I'm doing that sick shit."

"Jane," said Amy. "Listen to me. You need T___'s cock now. I think it's addictive somehow, and this schedule will help you maintain. It's really in your best interest to do it. Just think a minute about how you've been acting, and you'll see what I mean."

"That kind of makes sense," said Jane. "The urge is irresistible. But I never liked eating cum and I don't want to do it. And piss drinking? That's just disgusting."

"Think of it this way," said Amy. "These are a few of T___'s more tame fantasies. Hell, the blowjobs are just something you should have done when you were married. You can make these fantasies come true and he'll leave it at this. Or, you can take your chances with what he wants to do when you are ****. Like, do you want to do a threesome with your best friend? Or try ass to mouth?"

Jane didn't reply.

"We can start with cum play," said Amy. She handed Jane a spoon. "Why don't you scoop that off your face and put it in your mouth, then let us each take a photo before you swallow it? And don't forget to thank him afterward."

Jane took the spoon.