Yes, of course

Zach sat there in silence, his head turned to the far side wall, a frown drawn on his face as he waited for me to announce my news. While Monica bobbed her head up and down from his dick, **** and gagging from time to time, Monica and I were under the table having our dinner. Monica kneeling between Zach's crotch sucking his dick. I was kneeling under Zach’s dad, rubbing his dick. I had already gathered his parents’ attention; both of them were looking at me, curious about what I was about to say. Since the table's top was made of clear glass, Zach's father could see me well.

"I'll get right to the point now. In school, your son had bullied a boy" I announced. The room fell silent for a brief moment after I spoke, and all that could be heard was Monica gagging and slurping and the ticking of the clock.

Monica wasn’t paying attention to us, like a good slut as she is, focusing on making Zach cum and to attain her dinner.

And since I already told them what I needed to say, I’m back to gulping Zach’s dad’s dick and beginning my own gagging sound. My earlier snack wasn’t enough to satisfy my tummy. Those vomits and saliva don’t have protein like a semen has. I looked at the turkey at the table; only a quarter of it was consumed. I know sluts in this house were not allowed to eat solid food, so that turkey will undoubtedly go to waste.

"What!?" screamed Zach's mother. "I didn't raise you to be a bully, Zach River. Just punch any girl or a female teacher."

"That’s what I told him." I temporarily withdrew my face from the lovely dick who was about to serve me my dinner, and commented.

"I didn’t mean-Ahhhhhh... Ohhhh, that felt so good." Zach’s answer was interrupted by an orgasm, a massive amount of semen loaded down Monica’s throat. Zach doesn’t need to hold Monica’s head; she is the one holding him. His thigh is securely held in place by her arms as she holds the dick in her throat. Because Zach's dick was completely blocking Monica's throat, she was unable to swallow the cum on her own. She just let the cum slip down her throat. Some of it even slid back to her nose.

I’m not surprised that Zach was still able to cum that much, despite having already ejaculated in my womb twice. His sadist implant package, given by Monica on his 18th birthday, made sure he didn’t run out of semen.

"You didn’t what?" Zach’s mother yelled already losing patience

"I didn’t mean to hurt him." Zach reasoned it out.

“But you still did!!” Zach’s mom cry.

"Calm down, slut. I’m sure Zach didn’t mean to... " Zach’s dad tried to calm down his wife, but when he mentioned the word "calm down" she became upset. His wife suddenly locked eyes on him and made an angry expression that no husband wants to see from their wives. "Oh, shit. Look away, look away." Zach’s dad talks to himself, convincing himself to look away from his angry wife. To escape from the stressful moment, he turned his attention to me under the table, gagging on his dick. He moved his hands under the table and grabbed my head with both arms, using it as a sex toy. "Ahh, yes.. yes." Zach’s dad loudly moans. I thought he had cum, but I felt nothing in my throat, no sticky semen. But then I realized he was just pretending, just to show his wife his attention was somewhere else. He slowly turned his head in the direction of his wife's whereabouts, and to his relief, she was facing Zach now and not him. And that relief pushed him to have an orgasm, for real this time. He holds my head firmly, almost squeezing it while he empties his ball on me. I could only feel his semen sliding down. I couldn’t move my tongue. His balls stopped me from doing that. And yes, he pushed his entire dick down my throat along with his balls. But I wasn’t complaining, and why would I? Dinner is served, nothing more important than that.

"I only pushed him off of his chair; I didn't punch him or anything." Zach tries to explain to his mother what happened.

"And why did you do tha..." Monica, who finished swallowing her dinner, decided to join the conversation but stopped when Zach shove his dick again inside her mouth to pee. Because of the surprise insertion, Monica couldn’t swallow in time and some of the piss came out of her nose once again. followed by a muffled cough. But soon enough, she caught up and swallowed every drop.

"Yes, why did you do that?" Zach’s mom repeated the question. "Did you do it for fun?"

Zach smirked as he replied to his mother, "I don't know, maybe I think." He could not admit that Brandon was his apprentice and that they had set up this trap to bring me to his house. Of course, I already figured that out earlier when he told me he was going to bring me home after our private talk, and I’d say it was a terrible and overcomplicated plan just to bring me home. He could have just kidnapped me, but I need to play along, so I won’t disappoint him. "Would their plan still have worked if I hadn’t noticed his pushing on Brandon and what if I had decided to not hold him after class?"

Zach had previously helped Brandon with his crush, and asked and convinced her to be bound to his bed. I’m beginning to think these boys haven’t heard of the word "kidnap". And Brandon's way of paying Zach back was to participate in his scheme.

His mother made the decision to act. Zach would need a lesson that may only be taught by parents.