Cumming Clean ❤

John thought for a moment. He tried to figure out the best way to explain and word everything. “I will explain as much as I think is necessary; at the very least, I’ll explain everything relevant to you,” he began.

“First off, I think I’ll explain this thing,” John said, reaching up and hooking a finger in one of the rings on Vanessa’s collar. “Part of my powers is a kind of reward system where I get items or other stuff for doing certain things, and I only find out the criteria after I meet them. So when we had sex the first time, I got this collar.

“It gives me a few options of control over you. I’m sure you noticed but I muted your voice. I can do that selectively too, not only whitelisting words like I have for the traffic light thing we’ve got but also it can be for specific people or groups.

“Another thing I’m sure you’ve noticed is that it can be used to restrict you. Right now it’s keeping your hands in place. I’m also able to affect items that you have on you, like clothing or anything in a bag you are carrying. I can take and give you items, and I can also make your clothing invisible and affect, uh… how physical it is,” John explained. Opening up the menu of the collar John, made Vanessa’s Bra and shirt transparent and intangible.

John’s finger unhooked from the collar and his fingertips delicately trailed down the blonde’s chest before he cupped her breast and gently caressed her. “See what I mean? I’m able to touch your bare skin and see your tits even though you are still wearing your shirt and bra. I could change them independently too so I could still touch your bare skin but I could see your shirt or I could see through your shirt but still feel it. Does all that make sense?”

Vanessa nodded and let out a quiet but breathy hum. There was a pause and John heard her mutter, “Green.”

“I know you didn’t have any trust in me anyway, but when I tell you about everything, I feel like you’ll trust me less. In the spirit of being open about everything and wanting to build trust up again, I should explain something else…

“The collar says that if you legitimately tried to break out of the restraints it sets, that you could and that I would be locked out from restraining you for twenty minutes. It’s not stated anywhere in the item description but I suspect that any real attempt at removing the collar or speaking would break you out of those restrictions too,” John explained. “Maybe we could test that another time, I’d honestly feel better knowing that precautions like that exist.”

He took a deep breath as his hand still idly played with the cheerleader's plush chest. “Okay, I think I’ll move on to the things I can do myself.”

John stood and removed his hand, causing Vanessa to let out a disappointed sigh. Walking around and behind the blonde, John flipped up the bully’s skirt, and he was treated to the sight of Vanessa’s pussy once again. The signs of arousal were evident, a thick murky droplet hanging from her delicate pink folds.

“Damn, I’m half tempted to pause explaining to bury my face back here,” John admitted. He placed his hand on her ass and gave it a light squeeze which spread her slightly.

Vanessa quietly cleared her throat. “G-green,” she murmured.

“I’m sure you’d like that but I’m still explaining things. Don’t worry though,” he said. John reached up, stroking her leg before he used two fingers to collect the slick moisture.

John let out a sigh as he licked his fingers clean, then he returned his fingers to Vanessa’s pussy. The blonde let out a sigh which turned into a moan. John was careful, he wanted to tease but didn’t want to over-stimulate.

“Do you think you’ll be able to concentrate on what I’m saying while I do this?” he asked. His fingers stroked both her outer and inner lips, making sure to take note of the sounds Vanessa made.

The blonde took in a sharp inhale when John pushed his finger inside her. She didn’t say anything, only nodding.

He pulled his finger back out of her. “Sorry, I couldn’t hear you,” he teased.

“Green,” she replied a little more eager than she’d intended. She repeated the word again but in a more measured tone and let out a sigh as John’s fingers returned.

“I can’t explain why I have these powers, I just woke up Monday morning last week with them. They’re kinda based on video games,” he explained, pausing when Vanessa sighed from pleasure. “So I have an inventory. Basically, I can make objects vanish in thin air, and I can then make them reappear whenever I want. That’s how I made the blanket appear.”

John stopped and pulled his fingers free before leaning over the bench. “Open wide,” he instructed. Vanessa glanced back at him with a defiant look on her face. John nodded at the fingers he held out at her. She closed her eyes, sighed and opened her mouth, even allowing her tongue to extend out a little, in a welcoming fashion.

Slowly John inserted his fingers into her mouth and her lips closed around them. She began suckling the digits and her tongue slid across them, collecting as much of her own nectar as she could. Once clean, John pulled back and resumed his ministrations between her legs once again.

“The next ability is similar to my inventory, but it works on other people; it’s called Theft and it lets me take or give things to people. You’ll probably remember that from the vibrator and chastity belt I put on you. Theft is the skill I’ve used on you the most if I’m being honest. I used it to take and give you things and to get your number originally.”

Vanessa let out a quiet whine as her back arched a little and she pushed herself back, but John pulled away and slowly counted down from ten out loud.

“Another of my powers you’ll be familiar with is Augment Body.” He stood, pressing his crotch against Vanessa as he reached for both of Vanessa’s tits, giving them a nice firm squeeze. “It lets me alter someone's body a little, like shrinking or growing boobs.”

John stood and moved back again. He looked down to see a large damp spot on his crotch where his bulge was straining his trousers.

“You’re pretty worked up, aren’t you? You got me all wet,” John said, unequipping both his trousers and boxer shorts. John moved forwards and put one hand on Vanessa’s ass while using the other to aim his dick between the cheerleader's legs. Pushing forwards the top of John’s dick became slick.

“Green,” Vanessa whispered, pushing herself back a little.

“Squeeze your thighs together,” John instructed. Her thighs tightened around his cock and John put his hand on the other side of Vanessa’s ass, holding her firmly. He pulled back before pushing forwards once again, slowly and gently fucking the blonde’s thighs.

“So, the last skill I used on you… it’s called Trigger Emotion, so what it does is you pick a trigger that needs to be met, like, uh… being in contact with someone's cum… then you can either increase or decrease an emotion by ten percent, like arousal,” John admitted.

Vanessa’s head whipped around so she looked at him from the corner of her eyes. “Orange!” she called.

John held his hands back defensively and stopped moving. “Wait. So I can’t make you feel something you don’t already feel to some degree. Multiplying zero by anything is still zero. If you didn’t feel the emotion at all, then it can’t be increased, and the less you feel that emotion, the smaller the increase. So unless you already felt super horny because of it, the increase wouldn’t be all that much,” he explained frantically.
The bully let out a huff, and after debating what John said in her head, she cleared her throat. “Green…” she grumbled quietly, pushing herself back against John.

John resumed slowly fucking Vanessa’s thighs. “That’s everything relating to my powers, so I guess I’ll move on to the stuff that happened between us…

“I’ll be honest, the way you and Frank treated me made my life hell…” John brought his hand down on her ass, giving it a relatively light swat. As his hand connected Vanessa’s thighs tightened around his dick.

“Over the years I’ve imagined so many different ways I’d get **** on both of you. It was always just a fantasy though so usually it involved magic or superpowers or something like that. Kinda pathetic thinking back on it. I never imagined I’d actually get magic or powers though,” John explained.

He spanked Vanessa again, then tenderly rubbed the flush flesh. The small yelp followed by a sigh from the blonde encouraged him to tease her a little more. His hips slowed almost to a stop as he leaned forwards and filled his hand with her soft breast, her nipple poking into his palm as he groped her.

Vanessa’s breath hitched as John pinched and tugged at her nipple. He amused himself playing with Vanessa's breast and nipples for a while, then he abruptly pulled back, grabbing her ass once again and rocking his hips.

“Where was I again?” he asked himself. “Oh, right, so when I got my powers, I began thinking more seriously about how I could actually get **** on the both of you. I won’t lie, my thoughts got a little dark. At one point I contemplated trying to find a way to turn Frank into a girl and just leave him tied up in the locker room naked just before the guys came in from practice…”

John paused, reflecting on those ideas and feeling a pit form in his stomach. He let out a sigh. “Both of you were complete nightmares for me, but something like that would be taking things way too far. Heck, that’s worse than anything either of you have ever done.”

The knot in his stomach tightened a little more. He was snapped out of his stupor when Vanessa pushed back against him again, muttering, “Green.”

He shook his head and resumed his long and slow thrusts between the cheerleader’s thighs. “Despite all my ideas for ****, I ended up being a little rash and decided to just test my powers out on you. That’s when I stole your underwear. In the beginning, I couldn’t choose what I took from you. So I hadn’t stolen your underwear on purpose.

“And when I was standing there with a pair of still-warm panties in my hand, my horny brain took over. The next couple of days, when I switched your underwear for the ones I’d… used, was kinda a split between my horny brain, amusement and a petty **** type thing.

“The first time I switched your underwear was the first and last time I used the Trigger Emotion spell on you; I thought it’d be funny if you got horny because of it. I had thought about lowering your disgust, which would have probably had quite a large impact in comparison, but the thought of you getting excited while walking around with cum in your panties was hot…” he explained.

Vanessa’s thighs tightened around John’s dick and he was **** to let out a moan when she rubbed her legs together.

“A-at some point,” his voice cracked, and he cleared his throat, “I realised I wasn’t interested in hurting you anymore, it wouldn’t be fulfilling and it wouldn’t fix the years of torment. But I did still feel owed, so my ideas of getting ‘****’ changed.

“I didn’t have any solid plan or anything like that, I just thought I’d mostly have fun. That is until I found your stash of bondage gear and the thought of you being tied up and powerless was super hot,” John explained, his hands kneading her ass. “Even after finding the bondage stuff, though, I still didn’t have any actual plans of what I was doing…”

John didn’t stop massaging her butt or rocking his hips back and forth but he was silent, wondering if he should have thought of a proper plan at some point. “I, uh, do you have any, uhm… questions?” he asked.

He opened the collar interface and unmuted her completely. Vanessa turned her head and said, “Green.”

“Okay, what do you want to know?” he encouraged.

Vanessa scoffed. “How would I eve- oh, ahem… Well, are you saying you’ve been, like, mind-controlling me and stuff to like all of this then?”

John shook his head. “No, like I said I only used it once, and it can only affect emotions you are already feeling. If I’d have chosen another emotion to affect, I could have probably had a much greater result.”

She let out a shuddered sigh. “Okay, I guess that makes sense. I still don’t like the idea of you changing how I feel though. I’d rather you not use that… spell on me again in the future. I have… another question: you keep switching between… talking about this stuff like it’s magic or some… comic book bullshit powers. Which is it?”

He hummed. “Well, technically it’s all magic but I’ve been using the terms kind of interchangeably because some of the things I can do work more like powers than spells. It also kinda feels weird to call it magic and spells sometimes too. I feel like you’re taking this pretty well, all things considered.”

Vanessa scoffed. “I spent over a week with unexplainable things happening. You could have probably told me you found some future nerd shit and I’d have seriously considered or believed it. I spent the whole time trying to rationalise it. It helps that I’ve seen the stuff first-hand now.”

“Right…” John muttered. He slowed to a stop, feeling a little uncomfortable about his next question. “What about the things we’ve been doing?”

She looked back at him with a slightly confused and annoyed expression. “What about it?”

“Well… I’ve kinda been… I mean, it’s just that I never, uhm, well…” he bumbled.

There was a pause as Vanessa tried to figure out what he meant before she scoffed. “Oh, I see. Are you dense? I’ve been using you! Sure, I let you suggest it, but you are more stupid than you look if you think you’ve really been in control here. Do you think you could **** me to do anything?”

“I… but don’t you feel like… uhm, f-****?” John asked.

Vanessa let out a curt laugh. “****? Really? For fuck’s sake, you’ve already fucked me, why do you act like such a virgin loser? I’ve been using you. Everything we’ve done has been what I want. Do you think you could **** me to do anything? Your best threat was to make my tits small, and if I cared about big tits, there’s a thing called plastic surgery, and I’m not short on cash. You’re nothing more than an outlet for pleasure. Grow up!”

John ground his teeth a little. “You are aware of your situation right now, right?” he asked; he lifted his hand and brought it down with a little extra ****, causing a loud clap to echo in the bathroom.

Vanessa let out a yelp. “Y-yeah, but you are aware I let you do this, right?” she argued.

John huffed. “I… Whatever… I can’t believe I was concerned about you,” he muttered. “Do you have any more questions or anything else you want to say?” he asked.

“Maybe? I don’t know right now,” she said, rubbing her legs against each other and grinding against his dick. “I’ll just ask later or something. Just keep moving? You’re going to give me blue balls here.”

“Okay… Well, since you are SO in control here, what do you want me to do?” John asked, a mocking tone clear in his voice as he rubbed the red mark on her ass.

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