Taking pity on Jerry.

You had always seen sex with men as a punishment for losing. But you feel bad for Jerry, and can’t even believe you’re contemplating it. Eh what the hell, you could use a release after days of exhausting yourself looking for an escape. “Fine, but then you’ll owe me big time, I’ll expect lots of help finding a way out of this god forsaken place.” He looks confused by your words, as you watch the realization creep across his face.

He drops to his knees, wrapping his arms around your legs, “Thankyouthankyouthankyou.” You have to admit the gratitude and begging is a nice change of pace over the expectation and obligation that normally comes with men. Well he is obviously not going to take charge, so you grab the back of his collar forcing him to crawl behind you. He tries to stand as you tug on his shirt, but your pace is too quick for him to gain traction. You stop at a covered couch, pulling your pants down in front of the kneeling Jerry.

He gawks silently at your newly exposed panties.This man is really not going to take charge? Well, if you’re in charge you’re going to get yours first. You drop your panties to the ground taking your seat on the couch you pull Jerry towards your exposed pussy. He finally gets the clue, leaning in and licking at your slit. He plunges a finger into your hole as he blindly licks at your nethers.

His fumbling attentions feel good, but it could take a while at this pace. You grab his head guiding him towards your clit. He might not be a natural but at least he can take directions. You pull your shirt, and then your sports bra over your head. You tease your nipples adding to the pleasure. You sink into the couch as Jerry jams fingers into your cunt while he continues to tongue your clit. You feel your orgasm approaching, you pull his head harder against your crotch getting off on the power you hold over him. You clamp your thighs around his head as you reach your orgasm. Jerry never stops as you ride your orgasm to completion. When you release his head from your legs’ vice, he looks at you with a huge smile and his face coated in your juices. You pull him up to you, tasting your fluids on his lips as you kiss him.

You guess you should return the favor. You flip him over straddling him on the couch, your pussy rubbing against his pants. You break the kiss, a string of your own fluids connecting your lips. You pull his shirt off over his head before sliding off his lap and to the ground. You undo his pants pulling them out from under him with his underwear along with them. He sits on the couch, his erection standing tall before you.

You run your tongue along the length of his shaft. His whole body shudders at the sensation. You start stroking with your hand as you take his cock head into your mouth. Shortly after that, he grunts and you feel his cock tense before he starts shooting a load into your mouth. Guess he was really eager. But then you notice something strange, the lights around the room flare up each time Jerry expels a stream of semen into your mouth. When his expulsions cease, you swear you see Jerry fade to a white visage. Your shock at what you just saw, causes your jaw to drop and Jerry’s load to trickle down your chin and splash against your tits.

Is Jerry somehow connected to this mansion? “Wow that was amazing, thanks again,” he starts grabbing for his pants. No he’s not, you stop him pushing him back in his seat as you climb on top again. The flaring lights and ghostly visuals have been your first real clue in this place. “Oh, okay,” he says, realizing that round 2 is about to start.

You grab his cock lining it up with your vagina. You sink down, letting your body clamp around the welcome intrusion. Jerry leans forward and takes your nipple into his mouth. He suckles as you work up to a steady pace on his cock. It doesn’t take long before you feel Jerry’s hands digging into your skin as he explodes into you. You watch as the lights flare once again, yep his orgasms seem to be tied to this place. His face seems to be paler than before.

You feel the warmth of his load leak onto your thigh as he pulls his shrinking cock out of your pussy. “Wow, that was even better,” he says through his ragged breathing, “I don’t know how I can ever make it up to you.”

“Well you can start by getting hard again,” you start explaining your theory, “I think you’re the key out of this place. Every time you cum, the lights around the room flare to life with every expulsion.”

“Really? I didn’t see that,” he says skeptically. Of course he didn’t notice he was probably staring at your face and tits during the respective orgasms. “But I think I might need a bit of a break before we go again.”

“Ugh, fine. If you really need to take a break then I guess we can stop to find some food.” You don’t even bother dressing as the two make your way to the kitchen. You grab a couple sports drinks tossing one to Jerry, before preparing a sandwich for yourself. You stare at Jerry while he eats his own food.

Does he really not know anything about what’s going on? Is he playing dumb or just oblivious? You rack your brain trying to figure out what the lights flaring could mean for a possible escape. Jerry is watching your body and you watch as his penis comes to life stiffening once again. “You good to go?” he asks after putting down his food. You guess he’s eager to get back at it.

You hop up on one of the tables in the room. “Yea, let’s go again,” you call him over to you. He wastes no time charging across the room. He plunges his fresh erection into your still cum stuffed pussy. You watch the room for any signs as Jerry thrusts into you, he buries his face in the crook of your neck kissing and licking at your skin. You don’t see any signs of change, so it must only be during his orgasms. Luckily it doesn’t take long for him to finish again. The lights flare as he grunts, dumping a fresh load into you. Then you see something new, or rather something blocked, during his orgasm he became almost translucent you could see your arm and leg through Jerry’s body. When he’s done, the room and his body return to normal.

“Let’s try the front door, maybe this is weakening the mansion’s hold on us?” you suggest as you grab him pulling him after you into the other room.

“No arguments here, this is the best day of my life.”

You jiggle the handle but it still won’t give. Perhaps it will open during the deed. You kneel next to the door, keeping one hand on the door handle. Jerry takes the hint and brings his member to you. You immediately start bobbing your head on his cock, he’s lasting longer this time probably from being drained over and over today. He still doesn’t last as long as the other experienced trainers you’ve dealt with. When you feel his cock twitch, you can once again see through his body. You turn away from him trying the door once again as stream after stream of cum hit the side of your head. The door still won’t budge. “Damn it,” you start, “I really thought that would work. You good to try some other ideas of mine?”

“Yes, yes, yes I’m not ready for this to stop,” he eagerly replies. You spend the rest of the day fucking and sucking Jerry around the house, trying every clue you thought you had found during your stay. You have to stop at times to refuel but then it’s back to the grind. You at one point even have Jerry masturbate in front of you, but oddly nothing happens, the lights don’t react. That’s probably why he hasn’t noticed the phenomenon before.

That’s odd. Jerry looks paler than he did before. You start to notice him staying translucent for a time after he finishes ejaculating. “I-I-I can’t go any more,” he says trying to catch his breath after yet another round of fucking.

You hate to admit it but you’re beat as well. A full day of fucking has taken it’s toll. “Yea, I guess a good rest would help. We can just pick up in the morning,” you let out a yawn as you finally give in to the exhaustion.

“Yea luckily we’re already in a bed,” he laughs curling up next to you. You consider finding your own bed, but your aching muscles plead for you to stay and sleep. Plus what’s the point Jerry’s already fucked you more times than you can count. “Hey, thanks again. This really has been the best,” he whispers to you before drifting off. You quickly follow suit as your eyes grow heavy.

When you wake up, you’re surprised to be surrounded in darkness. The mansion had always been lit during your imprisonment. You fumble around in the darkness but as you touch the ground below you, you’re shocked to feel dirt and rocks rather than the bed you fell asleep in. You feel the edge of your bag and find your flashlight. You look around with the new light source, you’re back in Mt. Moon. You’ve escaped the mansion. “Jerry, look we escaped,” you excitedly say as you go to shake him awake. When you turn, Jerry is missing. You look around before spotting a skeleton in the corner. You recognize the skeleton’s clothes, it’s Jerry no doubt about it.

You can still feel the cum hanging onto your skin and your cunt stuffed with cum. So it wasn’t a dream, the cum is still there. You’re fully dressed again, but you can feel the cum under your clothes sticking the fabric to your skin. You notice a pokeball sitting next to Jerry’s corpse. You pick it up, letting the inhabitant out. Jerry’s Litwick lights up the surrounding area. A Litwick, “Was that all your doing? One last spirit journey for you master?” Litwick dances around in confirmation.

With the new light coming from Litwick, you catch a glimpse of your hair in the corner of your eye. You grab a lock of your hair. There are strands of white peppered throughout your hair. It must be a mark left over from spending time in Litwick’s spirit mansion. You wonder if it’s permanent or if it will fade with time. Your phone is still dead, so you don’t even know what day it is. “Well little guy, we should probably make it out of Mt. Moon before I join Jerry for real.” You have Cubone bury Jerry’s body leaving a marker for his grave. You bring Litwick with you as you make your way out of Mt. Moon.