Things start to go wrong

Suddenly something gets splashed on you, shocking you awake with a gasp, its slightly cool, but heats up pretty quickly, you feel that it went all over the back of your body, and splashed on the table itself, as you feel it quickly seep underneath you.

"I am so sorry mister, your maid is such a clumsy clutz... Oh No, I picked the wrong bottle, I'm such a dummy." your maid says.

She places a large bottle right in front of you with a label that reads: "A massage oil, that is laced with stuff that makes you want to nut super hard."

You only manage to mutter confused "Eh, what is..." then it hits you, the oil starts heating you up, but not your body, but your libido, you feel the sting of familiar poison seep into your body, making you gasp, but in a totally different way. You start to get impossibly horny, but you are determined not to give into Jane, at least not right away, so you mentally clench your jaw and manage to **** back a cry of moan.

Your lazily firm "dragon" start fully raging, and your balls starts to get strangely hot as they start bloating out, churning up more and more cum, refilling themselves to the same level as before the otherworldly head your maid just gave you. Your dragon start flaring out, but due to its awkward placement, causes you to shift awkwardly to try to give it it's room to grow.

You lift your hips up to give it room to maneuver forward causing it to smear some of the massage oil underneath you, as the dragon decides it would rather point towards your chest rather than your toes, but you feel a hand on your towel clad butt, which pushes you down with unyielding strength. It causes oil to splash over you groin, making the poison spread down into your cock, causing your large dick to almost painfully push against the massage table, as your stomach and chest get pushed down on the raging dragon, preventing blood flow so it can reach its ideal thickness.

The combination of pressure of your body, the poisonous oil, the feeling of heat from your furiously lusting dragon, is too much and causes you to yelp out lustfully. Which causes Jane to says in a fake concerned voice as she gives your ass a squeeze: "Oh no, let me help you get more comfortable mister."

You hear a snap, and suddenly your raging dragon no longer pushes against the table, but bobs free underneath it, and right next to it are your now full nuts, causing you relief as you were starting to worry that space underneath you wouldn't be enough for your now massively bulging cock and not to mention your fast growing balls. But now your dragon and sack have all the room they want as they are angled through a hole in the table, making your predicament a little more bearable.

A cool wind blows over your cum drooling beast of a cock, slightly tempering your arousal, but only in the microscopic sense, your dragon enjoys its freedom as blood flows freely into it, causing it to reach its ideal thickness. Suddenly your dragon feels a collar around its base, as you feel whatever opening Jane made for you, get tighter, trapping your sensitive parts underneath the table.

You feel her hand leave your ass, but you are now trapped, unable to do anything but slightly lift your body, as your swollen dick and balls, are now unable to escape the massage table opening due to having reached their proper veiny throbbing thickness.

You get relief as you body gets adjusted to it's predicament, but it is only short lived as the heat in your body, boils over and your lust builds up to a place, where you start getting helpless and you let out a submissive moan. It was only the tiniest bit of moan as you lost a little control, but it hangs overwhelmingly in the air, never has a tiny sound you made, felt so deafening.

There is silence in the air, an electrifying pause, as the room heats up further, you start smelling, almost tasting in the air, Jane's excitement.

You her the excited clacking of heels as you watch Jane step in front of the table, she looks at you with fake concern, as dangerous glint is apparent, and says: "No, no, no, you look like you are in great discomfort mister, let me give you something to bite on to while I clean you up!"

You watch as Jane reaches with her hands underneath her puffy maid dress, brings her hands down and with it her dark thong, she pushes it down her legs, steps out of one leg, then the other, bends down at the waist, while giving you a friendly smile, that is anything but friendly.

You lose control of your mouth as you open it wide and Jane pushes the bunched up fabric into your mouth, you feel your jaw clench as you bite down and **** a little as your mouth gets flooded with her juices. The tiny fabric is soaked in her arousal, you get the same feeling as when Jane is starting cumming right into your mouth as you pleasure her. It's not the first time you get a surprising mouthful of her, so you gather yourself and manage to swallow, but never expected to get such a flood unless Jane was riding your face.

The overwhelming sensations of Jane's juices, the massage oil and everything causes you to try to reach around the table and grab your own dick, just for a quick wank, to relief the searing lust heat, but due to the size of the table you are unable to reach yourself.

"Oh no mister, let me help you, I insists!" You maid says and you hear the clacking of her heels as she walks beside the table, now standing to your right. She squats down, so her face is at the same level as yours and just stares at you with a dumb sheepish smile for a few second, leans her head to look under the table, and to you, clearly breaks character, as she stares biting her lower lip.

She looks back at you and says: "Oh, no, you were trying to get all that messy oil that got splashed all over you thing... your very large thing. And you can't reach it can you, I will wipe it all off."

Jane, without stopping staring at you, reaches underneath the table and grabs at the base of your cock, and slowly slides her hand down, then up again, jerking your massive dragon. The over-pressured pleasure causes you to bite hard into your "gag" making you **** down more of her juices and let out a muffled moan.

"Oh, no mister, I am such a messy maid, I'm just spreading it more, all over your thick veiny thing, its just going everywhere." your maid says, as she stops all playful pretense and starts jerking and milking you relentlessly, its been so long since you wanted to nut so bad. Your body thrashes helplessly against the table, you feel your dragon bulge and rage against her oil slick touch, as her hand slides up and down, slickly milking and inflaming the pleasure nerves in your dick.

You can only manage muffled cries and whines, which in turn causes your maid to pick of speed, bringing you closer and closer towards the edge, which seems always just out of reach.

You just grab on to the table as your maid coos and remarks in dumb way how she's just making more and more of a mess.

You zone out, and stop hearing what she's saying, and feel yourself go slightly lust crazy as you start trying to hump the table and don't go out of the lust crazed trance until you feel your maids firm grip on your hair, yanking you out of lust crazed pit your mind has become. You feel that your "gag" is now just soaked with your saliva so you spit it out and let out a whiny gasp.

She keeps stroking up and down your oil slick dragon, looking at you with a dumb expectant look, you realize that this is your chance, so you try to take control of the situation and slip into your role as her boss and manage to mewl out rather confidently: "Ugh… On second thought, you should relief the tension in that special way, my maid."

Your maid keeps stroking you, thinks for a second, gets a light-bulb moment, smiles at you in that friendly-not-friendly manner and says: "Nah."

"That’s good maid.... what!?" you **** back, as you look at your maid that is giving you a friendly smile, but her eye have that lust-beast glint.

You look at her slightly nervously, and say: "B-B-But I'm your boss."

Your maids eye's go a little wide as she says: "And that gives you power over me?"

You realize that your hips are humping the table on their own, you aren't sure it's because of the oils essence or Jane's doing, but you realize that trying to boil Jane's arousal over is going to cause a messy splash all over you. You try to think of a way to get out of this but still be the boss, but suddenly feel your maid grip your hair a little tighter.

Your maid leans over to your ear, dropping character fully and says huskily: "You always seem to forget that I still have my intuition, denying me the dick, that was a big mistake, so now I am going to have to 'encourage' you to give it to me."

She leans back again and goes back into character and gives you a vapid look as her hand keeps pumping you underneath the table. Her every touch is both immense pleasure and immense **** as she expertly milks your raging and **** dragon. You don't stand a chance against this teasing and the only thing you manage to do is not break character as you gasp and say: "please, if you help me out clutz.. I mean miss maid, we can relief the tension in that special way afterwards together... Please."