You wake up next morning.

By the time you come to, it's already morning.

It's the headache that wakes you up. A stabbing pain in your skull that you cannot get rid of. Your mouth feels dry.
You're lying right on top of Jake's slumbering body. In fact, his cock is still inside of your pussy. You suspect that his morning wood is the only thing keeping all of that cum you feel stay in you. It's a wet feeling in the pit of your gut that you are sick to **** of feeling.
Jake begins to stir underneath you.
"Oh, you're awake." He says. "Don't go anywhere. Shit, what time is it?"
He reaches over to the nightstand and opens the drawer, pulling out a cellphone.
"Hmn, I slept in. We should have enough time though."
"Time for what?" You ask.
"The both of us to get cleaned up. You're coming with me to work today." He says.
"Really? Why?"
"Dr. Reynolds is going to check up on you."
"What for?"
"None of your business. Now, get off me, I have to go shower."
You glance down at your crotch.
"Yeah, um, I'm pretty sure that if I get up, I'll get cum everywhere."
He groans. "Ugh, fine."
Then, without taking his cock out, he manages to carry you to the bathroom.

At some point last night, you lost your new clothes. Great.
Jake runs the water and steps under it. You both groan as he lifts you off of his dick, thick globs of semen falling out of you and hitting the floor. You nearly slip as you try to slap the feeling back into your legs.
"Try to get it all out. I don't want you staining the leather in my car." Jake says as he lathers up his hair.
Squatting down, you spread the lips of your pussy and try to squeeze out the rest of the spunk.
"Jesus... How many times did you cum in me last night?"
Jake replies, "I dunno, I lost count."
Perfect. What a gentleman.

Eventually, the two of you finish up in the shower.
You make your way back to the bedroom and you both get dressed. Jake dons another one of his suits, this time in blue. You find your shirt draped over a lamp and the rest of your outfit on the floor.
"Come over here. Let me look at you." Jake commands.
Your body stands at attention in front of him. He buttons up your shirt, copping a quick feel of your boobs whilst doing so. Done up, the shirt is a bit tight, showing off your cleavage
He admires you. "Hmn, You look fantastic."
"Now, I have to get a few things straight." He says. "Whenever you are not in this house, you are not allowed to leave my side, attempt to escape me or do anything whatsoever that I do not command you to do. Understand?"
When you answer, it's with the voice of the siren. The voice that you cannot stand. The bitch inside of you.
"Yes, master!"
"Very good. Now, let's get going."