Drowning in Demand (femdom route)

Demand for cum: Maximum

Supply of Men: 10% of the population

Supply of cum: 1L per male per day

You woke up and tried to open you eyes, only to be met by darkness. Attempts to mover made you realize that your hands were tried to the bed, and you could only guess that there was a blindfold on your eyes.

"Well, well, it looks like Sleeping Stud is awake. We were about to start draining you, but it's always better when a guy is awake to try and fight as we suck away all his precious cum." The feminine voice was familiar, but you couldn't quite place it. Any attempt to put together your thoughts was ruined when a pair on tongues started licking your cum fulled sack. "There's really no one to blame for this but yourself John. If you had just realized you belonged to me, I would have been so much more gentle in getting your seed. But you just had to go and upstage me, so now I have **** but to throw you to the wolves. But don't worry, I'll make sure the Doe legacy lives on. In! My! Womb!" The girls **** her crushingly tight cunt down onto your cock in a brutal rhythm that was sure to bruise your pelvis. The pleasure and pain mixed into a cocktail that eroded your mind and shattered your self control. No matter how much you tried to hold back, she still **** an orgasm out of you, draining your precious cum into her thirsty womb.