You don't have a choice

That's your life. For months you cook, clean the house, work on your home schooling package and suck off your girlfriend. After the first few days Trish makes you wrap her cock in cling-wrap when you're blowing her because she's noticed that you're swallowing about a quarter of every load. But how could you not? It's so tasty.

The really hard part is when Bethany comes over. Trish made you promise that you'd look at your feet, the wall, anything but Beth. You aren't worthy. And when Trish explains what happened and how you cheated on her you sit there quietly and nod. After the first visit you're pretty sure Beth doesn't want anything to do with you. Sure, she feels sorry for you, but she can see that this is all your fault. And it is, isn't it?

To drive the point home Trish makes sure you wear the most inappropriate clothes she can find. It's a simple set of rules Trish goes with - If your tummy isn't exposed then it's covered with sheer fabric or straps. If you're wearing a skirt that skirt ends at the middle of your thigh. If you're wearing pants they will be shorts or cutoffs and they'll be tight enough that you can't close them in front. Instead you spend those days walking around flashing your panties to the world.

A tight white crop top over a frilly black bra, paired with some jean shorts? You've worn it to the supermarket while seven months pregnant with twins. A wispy thin red blouse, taped over nipples, some red fishnet stockings and a tight, ass-hugging skirt? Trish had you wear that for your six month anniversary - which you celebrated at a food truck because that's what you deserved. A crop top with a V-neck so deep that there's just one button holding it together in front paired with a three inch pleated leather skirt? At eight months pregnant you wore that and you were walking around in six inch heels when Bethany came over.

All in all you're getting numb. It's not just the treatment from Trish, or the way you're a second class citizen in your own home when Bethany is over. No, you can feel it deep inside. It's the **** need for Trish's cum. You've been cut off for over three months. Trish noticed the way you were looking at the big freezer. She put a lock on it before you could get to all the creamy semen inside. You need her seed so bad. You've had to learn to cope, but it's hard. This must be what coke addicts feel like when they try to quit.