Suck some cock.

You are drawn to the next cock. Your hand wraps around the intruding member, leaning in to take it into your mouth. Yet another cock sliding across your tongue, pressing against the entrance to your throat. You pump your hand along the cock with the motion of your head. Your dirty hand leaves the taste of semen to mix with your saliva along the new cock.

Your free hand finds its way to your crotch. You play with yourself as you continue working the newest cock. The moans from the tv fuel your efforts on both his and your own genitals. You quickly build up to your own orgasm. Your body tenses in pleasure, your thighs clamping around your own hand. You moan out into the dim and dirty room, the man’s cock still resting in your mouth.

You feel his cock twitch as the first jet of cum is launched into your mouth. *Knock* *Knock* A little late there. Your body unwilling to respond during your orgasm, you keep the cock in your mouth. The salty load filling your mouth as your own fluids coat the floor beneath you. The man’s member retreats through the wall. Your mouth closing as the intrusion retreats, you can feel the warmth leaking from the corners of your mouth. You swallow the man’s load as your orgasm subsides leaving you in a puddle of your own fluids, as well as that of others you’re sure.

Another cock is already waiting behind you.

2 hours and 12 minutes left, almost halfway there. The clock ticks as another man’s hand teases your pierced nipples. You’ve already lost track of how many men you’ve pleased. Each cock always replaced by another, in an endless stream of cum. It feels like every inch of your body has been touched by sexual fluids. You’re scared to see how much cum is in your hair.

The man’s hand wraps around your throat, you hadn’t even noticed him stopping his **** on your tits. His grip tightens and he pulls you down to the hole. You follow his lead, dropping to your all too familiar position knelt in front of a hole in the wall. His other hand slips through the wall as well. He rubs across your face and guides his hand into your hair. You feel some tugging, what is he doing? His hand leaves your hair as his other hand leaves your throat. The hand from your throat sweeps into your hair before retreating into the hole.

Then you feel a tug from behind. Your face is pulled into the wall. You feel the edges of the wall pressed against your cheeks. Your nose and mouth filling the hole in the wall. You push against the wall trying to pull back to no avail. Your eyes look down trying to figure out what is going on. You stop pushing against the wall to let your hands feel at your face. You feel a strap wrapped around your head, now that you know it’s there you can feel it pressed between your cheeks and the wall. “Hey, what’s going oaugghggh,” your question is interrupted by the man’s cock pressing deep into your mouth in one fell swoop.

You try fighting against the strap again but it still refuses to give, if anything it just causes him to pull harder on the straps keeping your face pressed into the hole. The man fucks your face while you’re held in place. His pace is fast and brutal. It becomes hard to breathe as he gives you little chance to rest.

Your throat fights, gagging trying to remove the cock from your orifice. Your eyes are tearing up as the man holds you to the wall abusing your face. You feel a slight slack in the strap and your body immediately tries to pull away. *Knock* *Knock* Then the strap is pulled taut again before you could free yourself. The first shot of cum coating your mouth before his cock is slammed back down your throat. He finishes pumping his load down your abused throat. The cum in your mouth leaks down your chin with your own saliva.

His cock leaves your mouth, and the strap is pulled back through the hole. You’re free, well from the strap at least. You don’t even move, just coughing up globs of thick spit and semen. You stay knelt where you were trying to catch your breath and recover from the rough face fucking. You’re brought back to reality when you hear the guy behind you call out, “You just going to sit there all day?”

*Knock* *Knock* The small cock you have your lips wrapped around had been a nice easy break from the hours of cock servicing. But it’s over now as his load finishes drooling into your mouth. You swallow as you watch your little friend disappear. You look up to the clock. 58 minutes, you’re down to the last hour at long last. There is already another cock hanging from the other wall.

You crawl across the floor having given up on walking long ago. Your hands and knees stick to the floor from the excess sexual fluids on the floor. You run your tongue along the new shaft. It quickly erects, standing straight into the room. You take the new cock into your mouth, your jaw screaming at you from extended use. You take it slow letting your hands do most of the work, but your arms are tired at this point as well.

You feel something brush against your backside. You look behind you to see an entire arm extending from the wall. He can just barely touch your ass. You scoot yourself back a bit, allowing his hand to brush along the folds of your pussy. You’re a bit further from the cock in front of you, but you didn’t plan on going deep anyways so it doesn’t matter. You can still stroke his cock and roll your tongue on the cock head.

You keep stroking and stroking feeling your hand glide over the saliva slicked cock. Your own pleasure builds once again. The man behind you plays with your privates, fingering you and rubbing at your clit with an extended finger. Then your exhausted body gives out as you dive into an orgasm. You arms give out, your face rests against the wall. The wall cock just an inch from your face. You continue stroking and gripping as your body shakes.

*Knock* *Knock* The cock engorges in your hand launching volleys of cum over your shoulder. You can feel the ropes landing on your back. You let go trying to brace yourself pushing your face off the wall. You lean back, the cum on your back rolling across your skin to your ass. The man behind you had continued probing your wet hole, and he successfully manages to push over the edge once more.

Without a cock filling your attention, your body completely gives out and you collapse onto the dirty floor. Your face lands in a pool of old cum on the floor. Without you sitting up, the man can’t reach your sex any more. You shake on the floor, feeling the wet and expended fluids sticking to your whole body.

The hand behind you taps your calf, “Hey you okay?” You start pushing yourself back up. You can see and feel plenty of old cum hanging to your body. You turn to see the man who had just got you off twice. He was looking at you through the wall, but when he sees that you’re back up he stands up pushing his cock through the wall.

It feels like you’ve been sucking this same cock forever. You are stroking his cock while running your tongue around his cock head. You stop when you hear a click at the door and watch it swing open. Black Jack is standing in the doorway. You look up at the clock and it reads all zeros. You can’t believe it’s finally all over. You start to stand up when Black Jack speaks, “You’re not just going to leave him like that are you?” He points at the spit covered cock hanging out of the wall.

“Um…,” you stare up at him and decide it’s better not to go against him, “Um of course not.” You return to kneeling position and start sucking the cock all over again. The knowledge that this is the last cock gives you a renewed sense of energy. You push past your aching jaw and exhausted arms. You bob deeper and deeper on the resilient cock.You see Black Jack enter the room picking something up off the floor.

Out of the corner of your eye you can see a group of men gather around the now open door. They watch you suck off the mystery man on the other side of the wall. Several of them have their own dicks in their hands. You just have to ignore the audience and focus on the one cock that matters.

With your renewed **** on the cock, it doesn’t take long before the man starts thrusting into the room. *Knock* *Knock* You bob a little before resting with the cock head in your mouth letting the last load fill your mouth. Rope after rope of cum shoots across your tongue before it stops and he pulls his dick out with an audible pop. You swallow the load and look back to Black Jack and the group of men outside the door.

“There you go, a proper finish. Now follow me,” he says holding up your bag and discarded clothes. You follow him down the hallway. Your naked and cum stained body on full display for the lines of men outside the rooms next to yours. He doesn’t take you out the way you came in, instead taking you to a door at the end of the hallway.

The room is actually lit unlike the hallway and glory hole room. There are a couple tables and a small kitchen area comprising a sink, fridge, and microwave. This is some kind of break room, probably for the workers in the sex shop you passed through to get into the hallway. He sets your stuff down on one of the tables and pulls a seat out for you before making his way over to the fridge.

“I’m surprised you made it through to the lunch break to be honest,” he says taking something out of the fridge and throwing it into the microwave. Did he say lunch break? You thought you were done. Is it possible you’re only halfway? “Most women quit and we just charge them a big fee for breaking the contract.”

He sets a plate of heated food in front of you. “Here eat up, I have to go check on something and then we can talk about what to expect from the rest of your work day.” He leaves the room and you look at the food realizing how hungry you are. You hadn’t eaten anything but cum since you got to Cerulean City.