Tom arrives

Lucy leaves the room, and quickly comes back with Tom in tow. He sees you, and looks a bit surprised.

"I see... I see you've already started," he says nervously.

"Oh, don't let him worry you. He was the one who asked me to tie him up so he can blow you all like that," she responds. "You don't have to use him if you don't want to, but if you do want to get your dick wet while we wait for the others to arrive then go for it."

Lucy leaves the room for a moment, and it's time to make your sales pitch.

"Look, after how things went on Sunday, I thought that if I put on a bit of a show for Lucy, she'll make it worth our while. Being tied up like this adds a few points under my name, but she obviously has plans when we come over, and if we want her to plan something good then we need to impress her as a group, not just individuals," you reason.

"I'm okay with this stuff because Lucy is here telling us to do it," Tom responds. "I don't really want to volunteer myself, especially when there's a risk that she'll escalate the intensity of things in return for 'maybe one day in the future I'll be rewarded', might not pan out."

"But that's why it's worth doing! Lucy knows we don't like it and are doing it for her, so the fact that we're willing to do it anyway to make her happy is the fastest way to get her on-side," you argue. "You wouldn't even need to do much: just close your eyes and stick your cock in my mouth, you can do whatever you want and can imagine whoever you want on the end of it."

This seems to be a bit more convincing.

"But what about the others?" he asks. "Are you sure you can convince them, too?"

"I have an idea," you say, "but I need you to send some text messages, since I obviously can't do that myself right now. Send Dale and James a message saying that things are kicking off right now, and they should get here in a hurry and then get down to business without waiting to be told. If they walk in the door and see you fucking my face, they'll get the message pretty clearly."

Tom thinks for a minute, then silently nods, takes his phone out of his pocket, and types for a minute, before putting it back.

"Let's see how it goes. You should start getting ready too," you say. "And I should start putting on a show myself: I think Lucy wants me to beg."

"So you'll do it? You'll let me suck your cock?", you say, with enough volume to be heard in the next room.

"Yes," says Tom quietly.

"Then use me however you want," you continue loudly, "I'll suck your cock, or your balls, or you can fuck my face. But who cares what I say? When I'm tied up like this it doesn't matter, you can do whatever you want."

Tom sighs, unbuckles his belt, unzips his pants, and drops them and his boxer shorts to reveal his half-erect cock. He steps forward and puts it into your wide-open mouth, which you close before beginning to suck.

In its soft state you can't slide your mouth over his shaft to give a proper blowjob, so instead you just suck on it, hoping that Tom will be hard by the time Lucy gets back. After a few seconds pass you feel a response, as the soft flesh in your mouth begins to engorge, slowly filling more and more your mouth until it starts to reach uncomfortably far back in your throat.

The feeling of Tom's cockhead approaching the rear of your mouth causes you to reflexively pull back. In doing so you can feel that Tom's cock is now hard enough for you to slide up and down it, and you begin to do so, leaning into his cock and then leaning back, the only motion that your bonds permit.

Lucy returns to the room and pats Tom on the back. "Looks like my two boys are having fun already!" she tells the two of you with a smile on her face.

"But don't let my cocksucking slut here do all the work," Lucy says to Tom. "He's the one hog-tied and on his knees, so don't let him forget who is in charge. " {if SlutScore > 30}You feel a slight tingle of excitement at the degradation of being called her cock-sucking slut, and then another as you remember that she wrote it on your chest.{endif}

You see some motion in the corners of your eyes as a pair of hands grasps the back of your head, and Tom begins to thrust his cock into your mouth, pulling your head down his shaft and so taking away what little control you had left after being tied up. You feel the veins on his shaft and the edge of his mushroom-shaped cockhead sliding over your tongue, at increasing speed with each thrust.

You stop trying to move yourself, and instead just relax as Tom pushes and pulls your head up and down while he gently fucks your face. Instead, you focus on keeping your lips tightly-wrapped around his cock to maintain suction he retracts his shaft.

The two of you quickly get into a rhythm, and after a few minutes the doorbell rings again. You hear Lucy's footsteps behind you as she goes up answer the door.