Behind the Counter

Tim pushes you back against the counter. His hands on your body, as he pushes his tongue into your mouth. Your shirt is suddenly pulled over your head, leaving you exposed in the fortunately empty Pokemart. “Why don’t you get on your knees for me?”

A pit in your stomach sinks as you do. The mart man unfastens his belt, freeing his stiff dick in your face. You gulp still not used to all this. Hector and Lars have certainly used your mouth, but that’s different, you know them, or do you? No, you do.

Tim coughs pulling you from your head, and back to reality. The reality where his cock twitches inches from your face. You tentatively take his cock into your mouth, but Tim has other ideas pushing on the back of your head. You gag as his cock slams into the back of your throat.

You try to pull away, but the counter behind you and his hands on your head keep you in place. He thrusts in and out of your mouth, using your face for his own pleasure. Spit drools down your chin, tears welling up in your eyes from the effort. He pulls away and you gasp for breath.

“Come here,” he commands, pulling you back to your feet. He undoes your pants and pulls them down around your thighs. He turns you around, pushing your bare torso against the cool counter.

He quickly works into a frenzied state, slamming into you from behind. Each thrust of his hips push your thighs into the edge of the counter. The hard surface digs into your flesh.

The tv continues to play the tournament. It’s on Amber vs Ashley? What about Ashley vs Blue? How quickly did she defeat him, or had Tim fucked your face for longer than you thought.

Tim grunts and groans as his cock slides in and out of your pussy. You wish the sound was on on the tv. Then you could hear the commentators, or the roar of the crowd. Anything but Tim’s rutting.

You watch as the two women battle on screen. The two best rookies showcasing their skills. They’re so confident and strong on the screen. Meanwhile you’re weak, bent over the counter of a pokemart. You couldn’t imagine Amber being used in this way. You tell yourself that Amber wouldn’t let a mart man use her like this. Amber doesn’t need people to protect her, like you need with Hector and Lars.

Tim collapses on you, his weight pushing you into the counter. His cock throbbing inside of you. At least it’s over, now you can get the food and be out of here. You push Tim off of you, he slowly backs up, his softening cock sliding free of your freshly fucked hole.

You start pulling up your pants, when you freeze. Is that real? On the tv, you watch as the mythical pokemon Mew descends towards the two strong women you’d been idolizing. As if you needed any more reason to look up to them.

Ding. The bell above the door signals someone entering the store. A middle aged woman who’s face turns to disgust when she sees you standing mostly naked behind the counter. You quickly finish pulling up your pants, Tim’s cum already dribbling down your thigh. You use your arm to cover your chest as you locate your shirt.

“And there you go, ready for you to pay,” Tim says. Pay? Didn’t you just fuck him to get out of that? You look at the total, 8400PD. His words echo back to you, ‘I could maybe cover the difference.’ The difference. Your stomach turns realizing you just fucked the mart man for 500PD.

Shame burns across your face, the middle aged woman glares as you locate your phone in your bag. You don’t want to argue, you tell yourself it’s because she’s there. But would you have really argued with Tim? You tap your phone, paying every PD you have for the food.

“Whore,” the woman says not quite under her breath when you turn to leave.

You’re glad you don’t run into anyone on the way back. With Elekid fainted, and your bank account empty, your only use as a trainer is as a walking sex forfeit.

“About time,” Hector laughs as you enter with the food. He rips into the bags, spreading out his meal.

“I could actually use a different treat,” Lars smiles, stepping close to you. “The forfeits on tv have me hard,” he grabs your wrist pulling it to his bulge.

Can you say no. Hector’s words from your first couple days together echo around your head. How lucky you are to have them. How awful it would be to be used by every guy who came along.

You want to be strong like Amber, to not rely on others for protection. But you can’t, not yet. You sink to your knees for Lars, a smile on his face. At least tomorrow you’ll finally be leaving Viridian City. You’ll be in the forest like a real trainer.

Lars doesn’t last long, his cum fills your mouth. You swallow dutifully. “Fuck, you’re great at that Rose.” He tucks his cock back into his pants and moves back towards the food. You pick at your food, running through lists of what you’ll need to pack for the upcoming nights in the forest. The tv plays highlights from the tournament, a heavy focus on Amber’s battles since she’s the champion.

The hosts for the broadcast talk over the highlights. They bring up Amber’s interview with Dede Devins. Where she said she wanted to eliminate the sexual forfeit. You fall asleep that night, thinking of the world of pokemon without sexual forfeits. Where everything is about battling rather than sex.