Oral Pleasure

Vyki immediately turns back facing him and sees him undoing his pants. In a fervent whisper she grits out, “I am NOT giving you a hand job in a theater.”

“You’re right, you’re not,” Colin said in hushed tones, as he worked on doing his fly for her. “I really need some heavy relief and you, as my sexy submissive slut, are going to blow me.”

Vyki’s eyes went wide as her mouth hung open.

“Right pose, but I’m not quite that long so you need to get down there to do it,” Colin whispered noting her parted lips.

“No, there’s no way,” Vyki started only to <ZAP> and put hand over her mouth to cover her yelp as the painful shocks seemed to keep coming one after the other.

In a very quiet menacing tone, gripped her collar, “do NOT tell me ‘NO’,” he dropped back to his patronizing tone to then explain, “either you get your mouth down there and suck me, or that pain on your cock is going to get worse and deeper. Hell, it may do permanent damage if you hold out too long. However, it’s likely by then you won’t be able to hold back that silly little whimper and start crying. These other patrons are going to hear you, they’ll thing something is wrong and I’m doing something to you, they’ll likely call the paramedics and the cops, and then I can tell them a story of how I had flashbacks from you touching me as a boy and was paying you back and yadda, yadda,”

Vyki could already feel the shocks getting excruciating and she knew he wasn't about to let up and she had already resigned herself to trying to save her family. This was just one more step she’d already done for less anyway.

“Well, blow job or I could fuck your ass, either is fine with me,” Colin said twisting the knife, “luscious lips, sweet starfish, or criminal clan; your choice, cunt.”

“Fine,” Vyki says through gritted teeth, “I’ll do it just please make it stop.” The shocks stopped almost immediately, and she panted.

“Good girl,” <buzz> the sensation to her sensitive rod caused her to jump briefly. “So, which one is it?”

Looking around the dark room, she could barely make out the other people there, and those they could were facing the other direction. With her limited choices, she knew there was really only one option: “I’ll blow it,” Vyki said.

“Good, then get up on your knees on the seat and lean over here,” he continued in quiet tones. As she folded her knees under her and knelt next to him, “and since you were so ****, you should see how pleasurable this is and enjoy it too; I know your suit has sensors; play with your little clitty while you suck me off.”

Vyki tried to give him a look of pure daggers as she looked down on him from her knees. But received a reminding <zap> from him.

“Drop your panties and play with your pussy; wouldn’t want to stain them with your juices,” Colin continued.

Vyki realized he was going to keep finding ways to make this worse and relented pulling her thong down from her fake pussy and bent over to the little cock he had exposed at some point.

“Your teeth touch my cock, and paramedics will have to cut off your charred cock,” Colin warned as she approached his tool.

With one final breath, she wrapped her lips around yet another man’s cock and began to blow him, as she placed her hand over her faux lips and moved her fingers to emulate playing with it but avoided the trigger; no reason for him not to know she wasn’t stimulating herself.

After a few strokes up and down his cock, she received a small <zap>, “I can tell in the app you’re not pressing the button. Either play with your pussy, or I’ll toss you over these chairs and fuck your ass for everyone to see.”

With a light whimper, she reached around and found the stupid button and felt the betrayal of her sensitive member enjoying this. “Good girl,” Colin said as he stroked her hair, “that’s a good cum slut.”

She knew he shouldn’t last and quickly got to working his cock in hopes of stopping this self-enjoyment before it gets too bad... or too good.

Vyki continued to work her lips up and down his cock in slow languid strokes while she used her tongue to wrap and massage his rod. She was glad his groin wasn’t overly musky and seemed rather freshly cleaned, with an almost powdery texture on it. As she continued to keep a seal around it with her lips, she found his unique scent was enveloping her senses as she tried to rapidly pant through her nose as her own heart rate was increasing.

She could feel his rod hardening and began increasing her pace and pressure. It seemed to be reaching its maximum size. While it didn’t compare to Daddy’s length or girth, she was surprised it had been packed into what now seemed to be an exceptionally tiny cage two days ago.

At one point, her body was begging for more oxygen from its elevated activities. She released her lips on the up stroke so that his cock was not in her mouth and could take a full breath, but it resulted in a much louder pop that she intended, but she hoped it was overshadowed by the movie’s soundtrack.

Vyki could feel his cock growing and twitching against her tongue and she was sure he was getting close. Redoubling her efforts to hope this would be done sooner rather than later.

However, Vyki’s hopes were quickly dashed as she felt a tight pull on the back of her wig and her head was lifted up off of Colin’s cock.

Colin tilted her head back to have her eyes look at him as he kept her back pinned downward. Her look of surprise and shock as her mouth hung open with a trail of spittle still connected to his cock. With an evil grin, he whispered a warning directly into her panting face, “you better not get anything on these pants and swallow everything I give you.”

Unable to close her mouth as her head was **** back, Vyki desperately replied, “Yes, Sir, I will swallow it all.” Straining to look down, she could see his wet cock wilting slightly in cool air.

“Good,” Colin continued in his devilish tone, “and you better hurry because if I’m not done when the movie finishes in a bit, you’ll keep going when the house lights come up.”

Vyki couldn’t see the screen out of the corner of her eye, but she could see his cock slowly deflating and whimpered with despair.

Not hearing anything from her, he shook her head harshly and quietly gritted in her ear, “Understood, slut?”

Vyki whimpered out, “argh! yes, Sir. Please let me suck your cock!” As she stared down at sagging rod remorsefully.

Colin released her hair, and she almost instantly dove for his cock. He could feel her very emphatically sucking and licking his shaft. Glancing to the side, he spots the short hem of her flouncy dress bouncing catching the ambient projector light. Briefly as it dances around as she bobs on his cock, he can see the soft flesh of her soft ass peeking out. Reaching over the chances pulling on the hem, slightly exposing her cheek and then placed his hand on her soft, smooth ass. Seeing she doesn’t deviate from her priority task, he continues stroking her ass quietly missing enjoying her luscious flesh.

Wanting to ensure she was stimulating herself too, Collin checks the app.

Vyki’s concentration on trying every trick she knew to pleasure his cock and get him off faster is interrupted with a short <zap> and hears him whisper, “don’t forget to pleasure yourself, slut. Want you to enjoy this too.”

Vyki whimpers as she reaches back and begins activating the gadget reluctantly. She had hoped him going and caressing her ass would have been enough to push him over the edge, but it was apparently too soon and silently curses Nico & Xane fit making the damn thing. She also curses the damn dress as it falls up her body as her arm stretches back between her thighs. With the hem of her dress landing on the back of her head, she knows it means most of her back, including her ass is exposed, but that seems trivial in the dark considering her tongue is wrapped around her tormentor’s cock. She tries to keep her focus on the task at hand and ignore the pleasure able feelings emanating from her lower half.