PENALTY: THE BUTTPLUG OF DAMOCLES

When I opened Gem Ladies, a discordant, glitchy, variation of the usual tingly chime assaulted my ears and sent shivers down my spine.

DAILY GAMES PLAYED: 0/3

PENALTY WILL BE ROLLED AT RANDOM...

Random? Do I still get to pick from three options or will I have ****? I bit my lip, truly worried about the penalty. I'd avoided anything truly debilitating so far. Hell, ESSENCE EATER was the closest to a real punishment and I still enjoyed the fuck out of it!

PENALTY CHOSEN... APPLYING PENALTY: THE BUTTPLUG OF DAMOCLES...

Applying what!? My jaw dropped open in disbelief. To protest or complain, maybe just to express shock. The world shall never know.

"!!!"

All that came out was a squeaky little gasp as a pair of invisible hands spread open my ass with gleeful ****. The shock made me stumble to my hands and knees, my phone fell from nerveless fingers, forgotten.

Now, I may be a complete and total slut who loved all kinds of weird and depraved things. I adored blowjobs even before the game started. It was the sole reason my ex and I were together as long as we were! Things like hypnotic triggers and exhibitionism were new, at least to the extent I indulged in them. And do we really need to mention the tentacles and transformations?

The one common sex thing I hadn't really done before was anal. I mean sure I stuck a finger up there once to try it out, everyone does at least once right? It felt okay, neither good nor bad. The potentially messy downsides prevented me from developing much of an interest to go further and my ex never even asked to try fucking me there.

So, as strange as it was to say, I was an inexperienced virgin, innocent in the forbidden pleasures of my rear hole.

And I do mean pleasures~

"Ahhn~ Yessssh! D-deeper!" I squealed and dug my fingers into the rug with my ass bucking upwards into the slick and slightly cold intrusion spearing into me at a relentless pace. It felt like a rounded bar of cool iron, forcing aside my inner rings of muscle. I even felt it in my pussy, the new pressure coming from a novel direction leaving my usual fuckhole squeezing down on nothing.

The iron cock fucking my asshole gave a few more experimental thrusts and wiggled side to side. As if it was getting comfortable in its new home. I was too cumdrunk to really care at the moment. My body had gone limp and my mind was in the middle of leaking out of my ears.

The exact second it calmed down enough for me to blink and suck in a shuddering breath was when it decided to burn with intense heat. A heat that used the line between discomfort and pleasure like a jump rope.

Then, the thing up my ass began to change shape!

At first it shortened. From halfway to my navel all the way down to maybe three inches deep. It expanded and contracted several times —that really derailed my train of thought— settling on a middle ground of about five inches. At least, it felt pretty similar to that length in my pussy.

The base swelled as the tip narrowed to a rounded point, leaving a stem of metal connected to the flared end sticking out of me. The classic egg shape. Just...maybe more than twice the size of the standard chicken egg.

"Guh..." I moaned as my ass squeezed down on the warm piece of metal inside it. It felt so weird!

Good weird, especially with how it pushed against the back of my pussy with every movement. The first attempt at standing left me cross eyed. So I laid facedown on Walter's rug as I caught my breath and wrangled my thoughts.

Once I got those sluts tied down again and the tingles stopped, I returned my attention to the cause of all this.

"What the hell is the Buttplug of Damocles?"

PENALTY APPLIED—

THE BUTTPLUG OF DAMOCLES: An iron plug that cannot be removed except by a partner intending to immediately replace it. Replaces any waste and other filth with sterile lubricant. Pulses with constant warmth so it cannot be ignored. If you do not grant an orgasm to a different partner every day, the plug will grow larger and heavier until it is impossible to move without assistance. WARNING: Non-removable and cannot be modified.

Well...it could be way worse. I seem to be saying this a lot lately, but I find that I'm into the whole idea. Just annoyed about the lack of choice thing. If only a little bit.

I lifted myself onto my elbows so I could get a look at the plug over my shoulder. It was an innocuous bit of gray-black metal between my cheeks. Similar to a large coin both in shape and in that it had a design on it, but since I wasn't quite flexible enough to look very closely I had to rely on touch.

Was...was the plug emblazoned with the face of a succubus!?

"Ahem."

Walter was standing in the doorway. That beautiful cock of his standing tall.

"Breakfast is ready. Unless you need another minute to finish?" His face was a mix of amused and exasperated.

"...how much of this did you see?" I barely kept myself from whimpering.

His grin gained a touch of sympathy for my predicament. "I heard you fall." He scratched at his stubbly chin in embarrassment. "You looked like you were having fun down there and didn't react when I called out to you so..."

My head thunked back onto the rug, face blazing as I whined in shame. Oh, sweet rug...you'd never betray me like this would you? I heard footsteps and glanced up to see Walter standing over me with a glass of water.

"I thought you might be thirsty. Do you need help getting up from there?"

I smiled as I got up on my knees, eyes only fluttering a little at the plug shifting around. I accepted the water, maintaining eye contact as I gulped it down in three swallows. Poor Walter seemed to get even thirstier with each bob of my throat~

My hand snagged his cock and tugged him closer to my waiting mouth. "Thanks for the drink, but I think I need something more substantial now." I purred. My tongue flicked out as a trio of tendrils to lick up the trails of precum that coated his shaft.

"Maybe you can help me with my game in a minute." I said before I engulfed his dick in my cilia-coated throat.

I had to tell myself that the way his face brightened into an eager grin was because of the awesome blowjob and not the chance to play with a magic phone game.

Okay. Breakfast first, then I need to make sure to never forget to play three levels a day.

No matter how much fun the penalties were.