The next morning

Light hits your eyes as you begin to wake up. In your state of grogginess, you struggle at first to piece together what happened the night before. You panic for a moment as you feel something in your mouth, until you realize it's the tip of the dildo you sucked to sleep last night. As you begin to pull it away from your lips, you pause for a moment, hesitant, as a voice in your head is telling you to cram it back down your throat. Just before you start once again stretching your jaw to make space for the rubber cock, your bedroom door opens.

"Hey there sleepy head!" Olivia says in a cheery voice.

You quickly spit out the dildo, turning your head away from it.

Olivia hands you a cup of coffee as she picks the toy off the bed.

"I feel like I shouldn't be able to call this mine anymore." She says with a laugh.

You slowly sip the coffee as you try to think of something to say. How do you explain how you've been behaving? Even more curiously, why haven't you been asked to explain?

Olivia places the dildo in the top draw of her dresser, you find yourself watching, taking a mental note of where it is.

"How about you try filling your mouth with food for a change." Olivia says, again a hint of laughter seeping through. "I've got food made in the kitchen, so after you eat we can get ready to go."

You have allot of questions at this moment, the most immediate one is, go where?