The next morning brings you new sensations...

Your sleep is restless.

Vague, frightening images...

Memories from the past...

A whirlwind of emotions...

It is difficult for you to concentrate on anything.

Only one thing remains in your consciousness: the feeling of being betrayed. Your life was destroyed like a toy broken by a cruel child. Your body has undergone extremely significant metamorphoses. As well as your psyche. Despite what happened to you - you are unable to concentrate your will to plan **** or salvation. Memories of intense sexual pleasure fill your mind. You are ashamed to realize this - but you would like to feel again the silky skin of Lily and the cock of Alex, which penetrates your mouth or your anus.

You are awakened early in the morning.

And the means for awakening is very... unpleasant...

A stream of disgusting stinking liquid hits your face!

You open your eyes and realize that Grumpy Caleb has pulled down his ripped jeans and is peeing right now, directing a stream of urine at your face!

You rise up from the floor, getting on all fours.

You are now dressed in a women's lacy white bra, women's thongs of a white shade, women's stockings and women's high-heeled shoes.

In the periphery of your vision, you notice an object that is standing on the floor next to Grumpy Caleb.

It is... It is a bucket... A bucket filled with stinking swamp water.

The next second, Caleb takes this bucket and pours all the water on you.

You squeal from the touch of streams of cold water on your skin.

Your cruel tormentor laughs and says: "This water is not suitable for drinking... The well next to the forest swamp has long been poisoned... But for washing a stinking pathetic bitch like you - this water is quite suitable!" You are shivering not only from the cold. You are terrified by the realization that if you tried to drink this water, you could die.

The sensations of hunger and thirst in your body only increase.

You kneel down and say: "I feel sick... master Caleb... Please... I need food and drink..."

Grumpy Caleb comes closer to you.

His sinewy and long (slightly curved) cock, which exudes a stinking smell of urine, approaches your face.

The head of the cock slaps your forehead and your cheeks.

A mocking husky voice: "Of course, bitch! I take care of my whores! Enjoy your meal, slut Michelle!"

After these words, the large head of the cock pokes your lips.

Muscular hands grab your head. Fingers squeeze your nostrils, forcing you to breathe through your mouth.

You open your mouth.

The head of the stinky cock immediately penetrates your mouth, moving deep into your throat.

Muscular and hairy male hands hold your head. Caleb began to make energetic and rhythmic movements and fuck you in the mouth.

A long meaty cock, at a very fast pace, penetrates your mouth like a vagina.

At the same time, your small flaccid cock begins to get excited, stretching the fabric of your white women's thong.

Rational thoughts in your mind retreat to the periphery of consciousness.

Despite the humiliation of the situation, the desire for pleasure permeates your body and your psyche.

You continue to swallow this big cock again and again with each friction.

You feel that this cock is getting more and more excited. The cock is heated by the rush of blood and increases in size.

This lust-heated meat of the male genital organ penetrates the depths of your throat over and over again.

You are **** to breathe through your nose in order to somehow try to overcome the gag reflex.

Lust takes hold of you more and more...

Like an unreasonable animal, you surrender to instincts. You continue to suck this big cock with rapture, swirling your tongue around the frenulum of the penis and around the head of the cock. Your tonsils tickle the head of the cock. From time to time, the head of the heated dick rubs from the inside, first against one of your cheeks, then against the other.

You reflexively began to make swallowing movements. You felt the head of the cock moving along your esophagus, without causing a gag reflex. You continued to impale your throat on the big cock until your lips and nose came into contact with the sweaty, stinking pubic hair on the man's body.

Your voluptuous arousal began to approach its apogee.

Your pathetic, flaccid pseudo-penis began to exude a stream of clear liquid, staining your thong.

The next second, a hot stream of sperm hit the depths of your throat.

Muscular male hands squeezed your head tighter, not allowing you to move aside.

Grumpy Caleb began to cum in your throat, and you barely had time to swallow the streams of his thick sperm. The strong musky aroma and the tart, salty taste of male semen...

All of this has a powerful effect on your physical sensations...

A firework of voluptuous pleasure "explodes" in your head.

Caleb lets go of you and takes a step back.

His cock lightly splashes the remains of sperm, touching your face.

You reflexively lick your plump, scarlet lips, trying to lick off the remains of male seed.

Your fingers wipe the sperm from your face...

You lick your fingers, stained with sperm...

Much more sperm is now moving down your esophagus into your stomach...

As shameful as it is, the sensations in your body allow you to understand - this sperm has slightly dulled your thirst and your hunger.

Caleb's mocking phrase catches you off guard: "That was just a little "appetizer" for you, bitch... Today is your first day on the job and you still have many clients to serve, who paid me money for the right to have fun..."

You, still kneeling and dressed in women's underwear, say in confusion: "Ohhhh... But... clients? Now? What?!"

Grumpy Caleb leaves the room, not paying attention to you.

But he didn't lock the door behind him! As if he wants someone to "communicate" with you...

Soon you see someone opening the door to the room...