Black

You crack open your eye. The room is brightly lit and the walls are a sterile off white. You try to move your arm and realize you are strapped in a chair.

“Oh, he’s awake!”

You crack open your eye and see Carrie. You attempt to cry for help, but it comes out as a mumble.

“Please begin, Carrie.”

“Of course. Please sit still, Nick. I know you don’t really understand why I love EvilGlam so much. I’m hoping this will help you.”

She pulls out a tube of pitch black lipstick. She uncaps it.

“Time for some lipstick, Nick.”

She begins painting your lips. Soon she finishes.

“…rub it off.” You manage to growl.

“No you won’t, Nick, because I have this.”

She has some kind of clear liquid in a vial with a brush. She begins to gives your lips a coating.

“This, Nick, is PermanentlyPresent enhancer. It will be at least a week before it comes off.”

“Carrie, no!”

“I’m sure in a day or two, Nick, you’ll change your mind.”

“Hmm, subject seems unhappy with the initial application. Come, Carrie, I’d like to watch the subject from my office. You can lick my slit.”

Carrie grins and follows Wendy out. The moment they leave the restraints unlatch.

You stand up. Your lips feel strange. They are tingling. You make your way over to a mirror. Your cock hardens when you see your reflection. Your lips are full and black. They look…sexy.

You touch them with your finger and nearly cum. You give you finger a suck and your lips feel fantastic. You rub them trying to remove the lipstick and nearly swoon from pleasure.

You walk toward the exit. You try the door. As you expected, it’s locked from the outside. You throw your shoulder into it to see if there is any give. The door is quite solid.

You realize that it must be rather late. Your head throbs from whatever **** they gave you and you are exhausted. You notice a cot in the corner. You sit down.

In minutes you’re asleep.