Take a shower

[A/N: I tried to have both perspectives here, it was too long enjoy the solo perspective. We'll pick up with Chase next time]

(Alex POV)

My eyes blinked open, feeling the comfortable embrace of my boyfriend. I enjoyed it for a moment before getting out of bed. He's such a heavy sleeper, its cute really.

Smiling I grabbed some clothes to change into but spotted my phone still on the ground where I threw it last night... Memories of what I did last night made me nervous and picking it up it vibrated in my hand... It was a message...

I gulped reading it. 'A person had purchased the privilege to shave you clean, go to the bathroom immediately or be punished.' Right... I remembered seeing that alert last night, Zoe no doubt chose this as the option of ****.

I didn't like the sound of punishment so I sent a look to the blissfully sleeping Chase and turned towards the door.

It was silent and empty as I went for the bathroom. I had a suspicion about what was going to happen as I entered the seemingly empty bathroom. I spun around when the door closed behind me, confirming my suspicions when standing in front of me was Charles.

My mouth went dry causing me to swallow, he was naked... And very aroused. I couldn't look away from his thing... Remembering that I spent tokens to increase the size... And his grin said that he indeed was the one who purchased the ability to see my kinks.

My foot bumped up against the wall... I didn't realize that I had put distance between us... I swallowed again preparing to speak. "About that... thing I sent you... It was a mistake, please just ignore it."

He smiled at me reassuringly. "Ah, don't worry. Today isn't about that." He was now close... The cock in my face was near enough I could reach out and touch it... It was at least a foot long. And just looking at it I knew I couldn't wrap my hand around it anymore...

His hand removed my hood and his hand remained on me, the big hand remaining on my neck that **** me too look away from the threatening cock and up at his face. I was excited but I didn't feel ****... That was until as I was looking up at his face as he grinned when his hand started to unzip my onesie. I stopped it grabbing his hand. Remember set boundaries first don't let him just do what he wants!

My mouth refused to let out my words just opening and closing a few times before I managed to get out a shaky "-No~" Relief surged through me my nervousness bleeding out of me. I did it, I managed to say it...

His hand had stopped when I grabbed it but it didn't pull away. And his grin didn't stop. His face grew closer, I thought he was going for a kiss but instead his head went to the side of mine and his breath tickled my ear as he spoke. My mouth was still open expecting a kiss, I was ashamed of myself that I was expecting it.

"I would normally believe you, Except I know you want it." His hand on my neck **** my head to the side and I felt him press against my neck with his lips. I moaned then while his hand **** through my grip holding him back as it unzipped the onesie I felt safe in. Finding out my onesie couldn't protect me from him spurned the **** feeling, I had tried to resist and he ignored it and that completed the sensation.

The zipper ended around my belly button and when I felt his hands exploring under and inside it I tried to push him away. But it was like pushing against a wall, that was until he broke his pleasurable kiss on my neck and grabbed my resisting hands. The painful grip of my wrists inside his one large hand really sold it home for me there was nothing I could do... He was going to play with me until he was done whether I wanted it or not.

My arms were pinned above my head then. The only thing I could do was turn my head to the side trying to ignore the pleasure my body was sending me. I couldn't keep that up though as excited I turned back to watch as his other hand approached my body.

Stop! Don't like it! I slammed my eyes shut before his hand could touch me. The sound of my voice echoed in the bathroom as I felt the cold air touching my hard nipples and the pain of his rough hands squeezing my tit tightly. I shivered assaulted by the pleasure, my body refusing to let me ignore him.

The door opened then causing my mind to freeze. I imagined Chase walking in with me like this... Would he save me? Would he look at me with disgust, enjoying myself like this? But the guilt of that fantasy on fueled my pleasure. I- I couldn't do anything... The figure that entered the room was not Chase though...

They were incredibly blurry for some reason but the shape with a purple top I knew it could only be Zoe... I blinked the tears away clearing my vision and sure enough, it was Zoe. She smiled at me and spoke up causing Charles to turn away and his hand release his painful grip on my tit.

"I got the things you asked for." I heard the clanking of metal and when Charles turned back to me I saw what she had given him... It was handcuffs, not the fluffy kind either... Cold hard metal ones.

He didn't waste time before snapping them around my wrists and releasing me. With a jerk I found that I couldn't drop them they were still upright... I looked up and found a bar, it looked like one that was supposed to hold towels... But the big bolts on the braces with the wall... They looked heavy, much to big for only holding towels.

That wasn't the only thing Zoe brought. She had brought a shaving kit for him as well. She blew me a kiss leaving the kit behind.

He had created some distance from me and my mind calmed down some. I hadn't appreciated his body before... Especially his thing.. It was big... long and thick, he was more than ready for me... Below his ready rod hung two hairy orbs, looking even heavier than my tits...

For a while the only sound was my heavy breaths. My aroused body made the cold air of the bathroom very obvious. against my nipples. Oh I regret not putting underwear on under this.... Though that might not have helped with this situation... I was firmly stuck against the wall with no way to use my hands.

He came back to me trying to spread my onesie further but it only went to my belly button. I looked down as his hands went lower down the fabric. I was waiting for the moment that his hands would dive into it... However not even the physical restraints of my clothes prevented him. I watched as he tore it open with his hands my now dripping bush revealed to him.

I tried to speak but he ignored it "wait-" He continued to rip until it went all the way down the cold air now being felt intensely by the moisture of my shame. He stopped tearing up my armor... I saw his hand approach me. So I closed my eyes bracing for the sudden feeling of his fingers for me to cry out at the touch. But instead his hand slid down my thigh causing me to let out shuddering gasp.

He was pulling my legs out of the onesie... By ****. I didn't have the option to refuse.

I wondered how he was going to do my arms... But he just cut them with some scissors from the shaving kit. He looked at me his grin wide, I wonted to cover myself but the clattering from above reminded me yet again I couldn't.

He grabbed my hand and slid me along the wall. The bar the cuffs had been around producing a ringing sound as the metal slid along it. Then I was in the shower with him. The bar... It wasn't a towel rack.. It was a handle for getting in an out of the shower.

I whined hoping he would finally touch me. But he didn't even look at me as he started a shower. I shivered at that, I would be dealt with when he wanted it and not when I did... Eventually the air turned humid and he stepped in the shower with me. He was starting at me now, not at my face... My body.

He was going to do whatever he wanted with my body, even if my hands were free I'd be unable to do anything against him. He lifted my leg setting it on the edge of the edge of the shower. I knew what was coming now... His hand finally touched me. But it wasn't just a touch, he was pressing that hand against me hard.

My mind was filling with sparks from the pleasure of his touch. He didn't let up twisting his palm over me sending my mind into a spin. My moans were loud by I didn't hear them as my head was filled with white. Then he pulled his hand away and my hips kept shamefully trying to press against his hand.

I was panting hard recovering from the touch, He didn't even use his fingers or even pushed his fingers against me. I came back to my senses as I looked down, feeling a soft touch. While I was in a daze he had started to shave me. His face was close to me... So close I could feel his breath on the moist freshly shaven skin. He grumbled at me. "If you don't want to get hurt you better stay still."

The way he said it sounded like a threat even though he was talking about an accident as he shaved me. I still couldn't prevent my shakes or the new stream of my shame that didn't have my bush to soak it up as it traveled down my leg. I let out a cry of a moan the light touches had kept me on the edge.

Eventually I felt his hands on me using his thumbs to spread me open. He was getting a real close up view, I hadn't even shown Chase my tits yet and this man was taking all these things from me. When Chase finally saw it would it look different from now? He stood and turned my head to look at him as he leaned in.

He whispered dreadful things that made me shiver with delight and without prompting I moaned agreeing with his words. Even though I desperately wanted to shout no... "Your useless hole is ready for me now, you don't get the luxury of choosing when I use it. Since you sent me that list that must mean you aren't on birth control, so I'm going to wait for your next day to arrive and then I'll fill you right up. Now unless you want me to go wake up your boyfriend and thank him for giving me your virginity you will use your mouth to please me whenever I ask." The moan was the only reply...

He pressed his dick in close I felt my drooling lips stick to his tip, my pussy was lewd... It was sticky with desire and my hips betrayed me pushing me forward, however I only felt my lips spread slightly. My reply wasn't good enough apparently as his grip on my thigh tightened, the pain being registered as pleasure. I moaned again this time a single word. "Yes~"

He pushed my head away from looking at him. He still wasn't satisfied growling his reply into my ear. "Say what you're going to do."

"I'll suck on your thing when you ask me too." I squeaked out instantly his forceful tone making me feel more things about myself my emotions in turmoil.

"Say it right, it's a cock. My cock. You should be thanking me for allowing you to please it. If you call it anything other than a cock. I also never said anything about sucking it, you haven't earned that privilege yet. Say it after me: 'Thank you for allowing this slut the opportunity to pleasure your cock' You got that." I nodded and he let my head go. "Say it."

It was so humiliating! I can't say that! The throbbing of my lower lips around his tip said otherwise. No! Don't do it! He wants you. He wants you, you have all the leverage. Just... "Mnnh~" My mouth opened and closed as my body and heart urged me to say the shameful words but my mind fought back.

Something had to break though, and I suddenly tried to yank my body away shouting my reply. "Stop! I'll suck your... c- Cock just.. Just-" I sobbed... What broke, was my body... I had cum. I really was a slut, a dirty cheating slut that deserved this shame.

I didn't get a comforting touch or reassuring words instead his hard grip on me spun my body around as he spoke. "You can't even say it right! I'll show you that you are a slut." I felt his... cock split open my lower lips and slide over it sending shocks of pleasure to my mind. His cock was sliding between my thighs as he held me up.

The movement of his cock sliding over me slowed just as my mind felt like it was fuzzy. He was keeping me on the edge... This continued for a while but he never said anything as if... He wanted me to say it... "No- no... don't say it!" Was I speaking out loud? "Muuh!~" Don't say it!

Being on the edge for so long time seemed to stretch forever. I might have forgotten what happened at some point... That as when I felt something cold touch my leg... Distracted I looked at it... it was my drool... From my mouth... As if to further solidify it my body shook as he pressed his hips up against me causing my floppy tits to reach up and catch the drool spreading the cold sensation to my nipple...

At that the last of my will broke. My weak voice sounded out. "I'm a slut..." He let me go and I would have fallen but I was held up by the handcuffs. Feeling the cold shower wall against my breasts was shocking. I tried to stand but found my legs didn't respond.

I was spun back around blinking as the vision in front of didn't clear. But I heard his voice. "Say it again, louder." I shook. "Again?... What do I say?" I couldn't think at all. My mind was filled with pink... I tried to focus... Was he holding something?

I closed my eyes my entire body throbbing... I heard Amber then "My, you two are having fun. Do you need some help Charles? She seems a bit out of it." Her words I understood them, but they had no meaning.

I heard a whisper and a moan from Amber I blinked my eyes open willing them to focus. Charles had his arm around Amber's neck holding her up there as his over arm lifted her leg high. And that perfect glorious cock of his was slamming into her from below... Ah! I didn't say it, so he got bored and found another. My desire burned in me.

My mind was racing trying to find what I needed to say. "-Fuck me?" No that wasn't it.. What was it! I needed him to fix me! My body refused to settle down. I _NEEDED _release and I needed it now. Then it dropped into my head like a long forgotten memory remembered "Slut" it was strange that it sounded like Amber but that was it!

I shouted it he did want me to say it louder. "I'm a Slut! I drooling slut that needs to be fucked!" My release came from my words. It turns out... My body lasted longer than my mind did... By mind felt like it exploded as I moaned.

I was warm and clothed on the couch when I woke up... I blinked looking at the ceiling. I saw Zoe hanging off of Joel. I sat up my head feeling light... I felt really strange, was I sick? A cold rag touched my head. The light feeling in my head.. I had overheated... A fever, how long were we in the shower?

I looked at Amber who smiled at me. "Ah there ya are, you got a bit delirious for being in there so long. Just cool yourself down and you'll be feeling normal in a moment, Hot showers do that." My eyes flicked down her body, she was wearing a shirt and panties. I tried to see if there was any evidence of sex on her... Was that last part I saw real with her being restrained from behind as he pushed his cock into her from below?

I sat up my legs now following my orders and suddenly felt something uncomfortable, or actually pleasurable... On my nipples and between my legs there was a rough patch to stimulate me... I looked down at myself and saw a deep purple Onesie, it looked soft but wasn't fluffy... I felt something strange behind me it was a ball of fluffy fabric... That made my hand reach up to the hood and I felt the ear that was attached to it... I was now a purple bunny... Truly a slut... I found the zipper... It went... All the way down and around the back And it only zipped down... so if I wanted to unzip myself I had to reach between my legs and pull it up before I could peal it off me.

I forgot... My pajamas that I had felt so safe in... Replaced by this one that actively corrupts me... "Where did-" My answer was in front of me. Charles on my phone tapping away at it.

He passed it to me with a smile. "Should think of a better password than your boyfriend's name" He had used my points to buy it for me... No doubt the time in the bathroom gave me a few...

Though now aware of him I felt the familiar tingle of my arousal returning. Not wanting to fall into the same spiral downwards I did in the shower I ran away from him. That was how I ended up feeling guilty staring at my blissfully sleeping boyfriend. I took a step towards him, only to hear a sound.

I stepped on a letter. Slipped under the door, it was the letter that would tell us what was happening today.

It said today was a 'Setup day', the details were non existent. I put the letter down well I'm sure something will happen to explain it.

Just as I was about to wake Chase my phone buzzed. The profile image of Charles appeared. He had set it himself on my phone, naked with that... Cock very visible...

The message appeared 'You're needed downstairs slut.' I knew what he wanted... Yet I hesitated looking at Charles, only to have my phone buzz again this time a picture.

The face of Amber was visible, except between her lips was the brown colored cock. The anger of jealousy flared, she was taking what was mine! I Had already spun around my hesitation gone.