No Protection? Not My Problem

A knock at her door startled Jennifer back to consciousness. She had finally managed some shut eye after lunch. Not that she had been trying to. After a sugar rush from the salty, vanilla milkshake spent attempting and failing to do some of her class work, she crashed hard. Even the tap over her lips and panties in her mouth did not stop her from passing out.

She blinked, looking around her now dark room, the sun having set. She reached up and touched her lips, or attempted to, but hit the familiar barrier. There was more knocking from her door. "Jen?" Called the voice of April, one of her sorority sisters. "Are you in there?"

The door handle rattled and Jennifer was glad that she had locked it. She sighed as she remained laying in the dark. Just leave me alone, Jennifer thought before her eyes widened as she heard the emergency house key click into her lock and rotate. She rolled immediately onto her side, facing away from the door as it was pushed open, and the shadow of April cast into her room from the light in the hall.

"I know you said not to bother you, but the other girls wanted someone to check on you and make sure you were still alive up here," April laughed nervously. "You weren't responding to our messages on your phone."

Probably because I was still dead tired from a lack of sleep last night, Jennifer cursed internally. She raised a hand and waved at April. "Oh you are alive… and awake. Should I switch the light on?" April asked. Jennifer made her hand into a little head-like shape and shook it side to side. "Right. Do you want anything to eat?" Jennifer shook her hand-head again. "Well there's one other thing…"

What now? Jennifer frowned as she gripped her other hand in a tight fist.

"Woody's here."

What? Jennifer almost jumped right out of her bed, but managed to restrain herself. What the hell was he… how did he… her mind was moving a million miles an hour.

"He's not meant to come upstairs, being a man and all, and it's well past visiting hours but we figured we could make this one exception, just this once, and only for a few minutes, he can come up," April explained. "So… shall I go get him?"

Jennifer gave a big thumbs up and then wondered why she made the stupid hand-head in the first place if she could have just given a thumbs down. April closed the door and Jennifer listened to her delicate little steps as she retreated away. A few minutes later she heard the heavier footfalls that could only be Woody. The door opened again and two shadows were cast this time.

"You have five minutes," April said as she stepped away, Woody stepped in and closed the door.

Jennifer immediately rolled back over and looked at the dark figure standing before her. Was that really him? He switched the light on and sure enough, there stood Woody, looking a little worn but with a hard smile upon his face. "Hey Baby… surprised?"

Jennifer got up and ran to him. She threw her arms around him and sobbed. Her whole body shook and trembled against his. The little noise she could make through her nose filled the room. He ran his big strong hands across her back.

"There, there, it's going to be okay Baby," Woody whispered to her. She pulled back from him and stared daggers at him. "I know, I know. It's not going to be easy, and it may take a while, but we will get through this together. I'm here for you. Just like you wished me to be. It seems they do come true." He smiled at her and she rolled her eyes at his cheesy line.

"What can I do for you?" He asked and Jennifer let go of him before rushing over to her desk. She grabbed her notebook from her class work. She scribbled something down on it and handed it to Woody.

'Get me out of here!' It read.

"That I can do," Woody said with a nod. "Pack a bag, get your mask and put on the best sick act of your life." He turned and walked to the door before opening it, using his body to shield her from anyone trying to look in. "Apirl… we need to talk." He closed the door behind him.

Jennifer scrambled to get everything together. She had barely finished packing her bag and putting on her mask before Woody came back. He wrapped her up in her blanket, picked her up bridal style, placed the bag upon her and walked right out the door.

Many of the sorority sisters had come out to see what was going on. April held them back as she explained. "It's okay. Woody is going to take her to the hospital. She's very sick."

Jennifer put on her best act, feigning being half delirious and weak in Woody's arms. They must have bought it, as within moments they were in Woody's rental car, driving away towards the hospital before doubling back.

Woody did not take her far. Just off campus to a motel that was on the cheaper side. Within moments she was laying on a bed in a dank, dirty room with the curtains drawn. Woody sat next to her.

"Can I see it?" He asked, breaking the silence. Jennifer nodded and pulled off her mask. Woody reached out, his big fingers bumping against the pink, domed barrier. "Do you feel this?" Jennifer shook her head. "Freaky. Are they doing anything to you currently?" Jennifer made a wavy motion with her hand. "Kinda?" Jennifer nodded before reaching over and grabbing a pen and notepad from the side table. She wrote on it.

'My lips are taped closed and I think there's panties in my mouth.' It read.

"Panties? The stranger's?" Woody asked and Jennifer shook her head. "Any idea who's?" Jennifer shrugged. "I wonder how long they can keep your mouth like that. I'm worried, Jenny… I don't suppose you can ask them somehow to release you? I know your mouth is tapped but…" Jennifer sat up before getting off the bed. "Where are you…" She gestured to the bathroom. "... okay."

Jennfier walked her way into the tiny, cramped bathroom. She shut the door and turned on a dull yellow light. She sat on the lid of the toilet and pulled out her phone. She saw how many messages she had from the sorority chat and ignored them as she instead opened her texts with Her Owner. No new messages all afternoon and even now into the evening. She decided to send a message.

Me: Good evening, My Owner. May I ask you a favour?

Unknown: Always.

Me: Please. I have been good. Can I have my mouth back?

Unknown: You have been. I require just one last thing.

Me: What?

Unknown: A topless selfie. One with your face in it this time.

Jennifer's breath caught in her throat. She had taken her fair share of selfies. Even naughty ones. Sent those to Woody and a few other boyfriends before him. But never had she taken a naughty selfie with her face in it. She was, immediately, alarmed at this request. Only it was not a simple request, it was ****. She was already being extorted. What was this to someone who literally had her by the cunt?

She rolled her eyes as she pulled off her pyjama shirt, revealing the simple white sports bra she had put on under it before they left her room. She stood up and placed herself as squarely in the mirror as she could. It was really not the best space nor lighting for it. Still she did the best she could and positioned the phone to frame herself well. She put her arms towards one another to push her breasts together and try to make the most of what little she had. She smiled before snapping the picture and sending it off along with a message.

Me: Sorry about the lighting. It's the best I can do at the given moment. Please forgive me, My Owner.

Unknown: As recompense, take your bra off and retake it. Also less smiling, more sexy.

Jennifer cringed before sighing as she reached back and undid her bra. She slipped it off, exposing her bare breasts, her dark nipples hard, aching from the moment Her Owner texted her back. She was so fucked up.

She set the phone on a timer, tucked it into the front of her leggings and struck a more provocative pose. Her hands behind her head, it tilted to one side so her face was looking away slightly, eyes closed, mouth still covered in that pink barrier like a weird, sci-fi gag, tits out and bared before them. After the photo was taken she checked it over. Oh… she looked ****, helpless, dare she say… submissive. Sending it off, she hoped that was what Her Owner was after.

Unknown: Good girl. You made me rock hard. You can have your mouth back.

Jennifer flinched as she felt the tape torn from her lips as brutally as ever and then the panties fished out from there. She gasped as she watched the portal disengaged in the mirror, the barrier vanishing. She reached up and touched her lips. They were a little tender from the tape being across them most of the day. Maybe, a fraction swollen. And her mouth was still very wet from that spray but it was back and she could touch it again.

She ran out the door to Woody. "It's back!" She cried out at his shocked face, as he took in her little breasts bouncing about as much as they could before him. He glanced up and saw her uncovered mouth before grinning at her.

"I'm so glad to see that. To hear your voice… I was very worried for a while there, Babe," Woody said with a big sigh of relief, his shoulders slumping down into a much more relaxed pose. "But… why is your shirt off?"

"I was…." Jennifer fumbled over her words. "A shower. I was going to take a shower. But my mouth came back before I could get in."

"Of course," Woody said with a smile as he swept her up into his arms, lifted her in the air, spun them around and then fell with her onto the bed.

Jennifer laughed but behind her mask of joy was a feeling of guilt. She had lied to Woody about things before. Left out that certain people were going to be at parties she was going to, laughed at some of his not so funny jokes, told him she loved him back before she actually had felt that way about him… but this felt so much different.

She had been going through hell and he was the one person she could confide in. Then, suddenly, she had to keep a big part of this from him. It was not fair on either of them. As they lay there together, she considered telling him everything. Screw her Owner. Screw their threats and ****. They could do what they wanted. Woody did not deserve this. At that moment her stomach growled rather audibly.

"Hungry?" Woody asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Starved. I have not eaten since lunch," Jennifer admitted with a shy look.

"I haven't eaten since breakfast. No way was I spending 20 bucks on a bloody sandwich at the airport. There's a 7/11 around the block. Want me to get us something?"

"Yes please. I don't care what it is. As long as there is a lot of it. Oh and get me a slushie. I could **** one of those."

Woody raised an eyebrow. Jennifer normally avoided sugar like the devil. "Alright. One super special slushie treat coming right up for you, Mi'Lady." He got up and bowed to her.

"Thank-you, Mi'lord," She responded miming a curtsy but remaining lying upon the bed in just her leggings and panties. He turned and left her to it. Jennifer smiled as she lay back. It felt so good to be able to reach up and touch her lips. To be able to talk. To feel her tongue not constantly brush against the panties wadded up in her mouth. She felt free… and yet lonely.

Not just because Woody was gone either. The constant reminder that someone, somewhere had a hold of her mouth. She had grown used to it. Craved it even. Jennifer knew she just had to give it time to get over this but she could not help feeling… a portal opened in her pants. She gasped as cool air brushed once more against her pussy.

Kim lay in her bed, light dimmed but a familiar toy in hand as she looked over the selfie from Jennifer on her phone. She had not been lying. It did make her rock hard. She guessed Woody had gotten to Jennifer. Considering that shabby bathroom was definitely not in Jennifer's sorority house. She wondered if they were together now, or if Jennifer was still on her own.

It mattered little to Kim either way, as she reached down and ran Jennifer's perfect, little cunt across her girl cock. She did not penetrate her, simply placed her cock between those lips and then dragged it down her shaft to the base, making it almost cup her erection. It felt good to smear her cock with Jennifer's juices. She opened the text app and sent Jennifer a message.

Me: Your pussy is drooling all over me. Miss me? You can be honest, or even lie, I won't punish you for this one.

Jennifer: No.

Kim chuckled, amused at the thought of if Jennifer was lying to Kim or herself. She remembered how eager Jennifer had answered her texts, not to mention how wet her perfect, little cunt felt. She gazed at the phone in her hand. Switching back to the picture of Jennifer for a moment. She looked so resigned, a moment of submission and giving herself over to Kim. It made Kim's cock throb. She switched back to texting.

Me: Is your boyfriend still there with you?

Jennifer gasped at the feeling of her cunt just resting upon that cock. She bit her bottom lip as she felt her lower body shift. It was almost as if she was trying to thrust her cunt into Her Owner's cock. Alas it was still separated from her, who knows where, and she felt nothing more than what Her Owner allowed her to feel. It was like hell. Her eyes widened at the text. How the hell…

Me: How do you know he's here?

Unknown: Because I am watching you.

Jennifer felt her heart pounding in her chest. She had assumed that the Multi-Portal Pleasure Toy was somewhere far away. But what if it was closer than she thought? Who knew she was with Woody currently? Her sorority sisters… maybe one of their boyfriends had the toy? Or… what if it was one of them directly?

Her Owner had a cock. Or at least ready access to one of them. There was more than just one person involved now. The woman that Her Owner claimed to be on a date with. The one whose ass Jennifer had been made to eat. What if it had never been just one person who had the toy, but two, a couple. There was only one glaring big problem with that… how were they playing with her now and last night?

Jennifer's sorority, like most of the ones on campus, was very strict around visiting hours for non-members. Especially men. They were not even normally allowed on the second floor where the bedrooms were. If one of her sorority sisters were the one with the toy… they would have had to be loaning it out to their boyfriend at night, since they could not be there in the day. Her phone buzzed again.

Unknown: I'm watching you right now. Your photo is amazing. You were a very good girl for me.

Jennifer felt a bead of sweat run down her forehead. Was that what they meant when they claimed to be watching her? The selfie? Were they just fucking with her? They definitely knew too much to be a random stranger. Hell, they had managed to get her number. But she had no idea just who they could be. Her theory about them being a couple made her question everything.

Unknown: I'm going to fuck your pussy tonight. I hope your boyfriend likes used cunt.

Me: Please, may I make another request, My Owner?

Unknown: Of course you can dick-holster. Is it to not cuck your boyfriend? Because that's not going to change.

Me: No.

Unknown: So you don't mind me cucking him, good to know.

Jennifer: Can you please not cum inside me? I'm not using protection.

Unknown: That's your problem, not mine.

Before Jennifer could respond she felt her pussy pulled back up between that cock and then the head of it lined up with a weeping hole. She gasped before it was plunged down upon the raw cock. Instantly, she was gushing and pulsing around the cock. Her cunt went crazy as it was filled again with Her Owner's cock.

Kim was going crazy too as she plunged herself down upon Jennifer. Why did she have to say that? No protection… the idea of it made Kim go feral. She had assumed Jennifer of all people would be on the pill or have the barb in her arm. To learn she was unprotected and helpless against Kim dumping loads into her fertile cunt. It made her feel this primal urge to fill Jennifer.

Kim growled as she bucked up into the toy like a wild animal. Her whole body felt like it was on fire. She was flushed and groaning already. She was not going to last long. Not after Jennifer told her that. She dropped the phone onto her tits and it bounced aside before her other hand reached down and grasped the toy with both hands.

She grasped onto it with all her might. Her whole body bounced back against the bed as she fucked up into it while bringing it down at the same time. Her brain filled with the image of Jennifer's tight, little cheerleader body swelling with Kim's children as she ravaged that pussy.

Intellectually, Kim knew her chances of actually impregnating Jennifer were slimmer than the other woman may believe. Her HRT would have reduced her fertility. But those chances were not zero. And that thought drove her onwards. She desired to fill Jennifer cunt with her seed.

On the other end, Jennifer was thrashing about, twisting and turning, on the bed. Everything was too hot, too much, too heavy. She could feel that cock jackhammering into her, over and over again. At any moment it was going to plunge so very deep into her and spill loads of potent cum into her unprotected womb. And she was helpless to stop it.

Nothing she could do. No way that she could stop them from taking her and doing what they wanted to her. She was going to get a belly full of cum whether she liked it or not. And then nine months later… her whole life would be ruined. Her perfect body, wrecked as it swelled up, Woody would leave her if she was carrying someone else's child, she'd have to drop out from school to care for a child, her family would disown her and all she would have left would be… Her Owner.

Jennifer almost came on the spot at that thought. Her pussy tightened around the cock like a vice, as she gushed juices around it, her nipples became painfully hard and she felt like she could not breath. Her back arched and she moaned so loudly, almost screaming. The bed below her shook as she trembled. Her hands shot up to grasp her little tits, fingers grabbing her nipples, and pulling on them as she felt the cock sink down deep into her and halt. This was it.

The moment she felt it pulse, cum pumping through the member, Jennifer's body reacted violently. She came harder than she ever had before. Her mouth opened wide as she screamed. She lost all feeling throughout her body as a powerful orgasm rocked through her. Her whole world was turned upside down as she went cross-eyed and felt the hot sperm flood her insides.

She imagined it drowning her eggs, her impregnation a certainty and not a mere chance. Jennifer kept cumming as she thought of this. Her whole body was shaking as it lay there on the bed. She saw stars as she struggled to even breathe. She was cumming so much and so hard that she felt she was going to die. Finally, it subsided and she collapsed.

Jennifer felt exhausted and bloated with cum. Despite sleeping for the whole afternoon and not much else, this had taken everything out of her. She lay there, feeling the cock still wedged within her as it softened around the cum that oozed about it. She wanted it to stay there, plugging her closed, instead it pulled free from her and the portal turned off. She felt the cum come spluttering out of her well fucked cunt and be deposited into her panties.

Unknown: Enjoy raising my little bastard. Do you think Woody will enjoy being a step-dad?

Unknown: He seems like a good guy. I bet he stays with you.

Unknown: It will be nice to know my kid has a good father figure. A cuck but better him than me raising the brat.

Jennifer stared at the texts. Her heart pounding in her chest. Blood raced away from her face as she felt cold. Her mouth was dry and she hated how wet these messages made her. The fear, anxiety, and rage were too much to contain. She turned off her phone screen but it continued to buzz with more messages. She chucked it aside as the door opened and she curled up into herself before being to sob.

"Babe? Oh fuck… are you okay?" Woody was at her side in an instant. His hand placed against her naked shoulder only for Jennifer to shrug him off.

"Don't touch me!" She snapped as she turned away from him.

"What happened?" Woody asked, as he sat down on the bed, nearby but not too close.

"I… I'm sorry," Jennifer said, turning her head back to him and looking between her fingers as she covered her face. She felt herself well up with guilt at the potential burden she may be to Woody. Her Owner was right, he was a good guy, he would not leave her, not over this. And he would be stuck raising some child who was not his and he did not want.

"What did they do to you?"

Jennifer whimpered as she opened her legs and showed off the very clear stain of not only cum but her own juices leaking out through her panties and into her leggings. She turned her head away in shame only for Woody to reach out with a hand, he did not touch her, just placed it hovering above her cheek.

"Can I touch you?" Jennifer nodded and Woody grasped her cheek, his warm palm against her soft face, before turning her back to face him once more. He looked at her red eyes, snooty nose and trembling lower lip. "It's okay. I'm here this time. I have you."

Jennifer broke, as she reached up, wrapped her arms around Woody and buried her face into his chest before sobbing. He merely held her tight as he lowered himself down next to her. She cried until she couldn't anymore. So many emotions clouded her brain but more than anything was the sense of betrayal of Woody. Both due to her keeping things from him now and the fact she liked it. She liked being used by Her Owner. She liked it a lot. She was a freak.

When she had stopped crying and calmed down, Woody pulled back a little. "There's food and your drink on the table if you are hungry," Woody said as he gestured.

"I… I want to have a shower first… I need to clean… I need to clean myself out," Jennifer cringed as she said this, gesturing to her sodden crotch. So much cum and her own juices had already soaked into her clothes and even some of the bed. "I'm sorry…"

"It's okay," Woody said, rubbing her back before helping her up. "Go have a shower. I'll be right out here."

Jennifer nodded as she got up and pulled her tights down along with her underwear. They made this slick, sloppy noise as they came clear from her body. There was so much cum in them. They splattered as she dropped them to the ground and stepped out of them. "I'm sorry.." Jennifer said again as she looked between her soiled garments and up at Woody. She felt humiliated as she could already feel even more cum leaking her legs.

"I told you, it's okay," Woody assured her as he sat up. His eyes could not help darting down Jennifer's naked body, the cum was practically bubbling out of her wet, glistening pussy. He looked at the soiled clothes on the floor. It was so much cum. He groaned as his pants felt very tight now. "Go have your shower…"

Jennifer nodded as she turned and walked to the shower door. She looked back over her shoulder at Woody and opened her mouth to say sorry again only for him to shake his head at her. She closed her mouth, unable to finish the sentence she wanted to say to him. 'I'm sorry… sorry I liked it. Sorry I came harder than you have ever made me cum before. Sorry I'm a freak.' She turned back and walked through the door into the bathroom before closing it.