Follow The Bouncing Cock

Mercy retreated backwards, step by step, her cock bouncing to ever step, the purple head tracing an arc, the bead of pre-cum at the tip glistening like a jewel...

...and Lois and Maria followed. It wasn't hypnotism, exactly, Lois thought as she following the bobbing dick. But there was a compulsion upon her as the pink ring that gripped the base of Mercy's hard shaft. Her eyes tingled to look at it, and she could feel the wet swamp of her crotch running down her thighs as her pussy drooled in terrible anticipation. It took all her willpower not to start forward and shove that meat right into her, size be damned...and nothing left to stop from following it.

Yet part of her mind was still free, still observant. A reporter's instinct that can catch notice of details even in the midst of confusion. Everything in Lois told her that Mercy was having her own time of it. The pink ring was tugged down tight on the cock, so that the flesh bulged out over it...and Lois could see the veins stand out, thick and proud along the length, as the ring prevented blood from flowing back out of the erect cock.

The whole thing was bigger and darker than just a minute ago, and Lois recollected that it wasn't good for men to wear penis rings like that for too long—could weaken the muscles, or even make things go numb, maybe bust a blood vessel. Probably that wouldn't happen with Mercy yet...but how long had she had a dick? How long would she be used to using such a device? Might could be that for all that she had a penis now, the ring might be affecting Mercy as well as it was affecting the other two women...

They went out the restroom through the maintenance door, and down a back hallway, Mercy navigating it blind, step by step. Lois reckoned she saw their destination over the bodyguard's shoulder...an open door to a room that was all white within.

"C'mon ladies..." Mercy said. "Just a little more. You want the dick, don't you? Nice, hard throbbing shaft. Can't say that I wouldn't mind sticking it in you right now, Lane. Fuck, I think I'd stick it in almost anything that moves right now. But you got some nice tits...trim, toned body...a-and that pussy..." Mercy swallowed hard, and Lois noticed the **** twitch of her hand as it reached for her pole, but stopped herself in time. Sweat was breaking out on the bodyguard's forehead.

"Just a few more steps..." Mercy said, and Lois knew she was right. It was now or never...