He Jerks Off

Evan didn’t move until he couldn’t hear the elevator. Rather than completing the project. He took off all of his clothes and walked to Creo’s desk. Typing something into the keyboard, all screens displayed an image of Creo. One of the screens had a 3D model. The others were different live cameras of her jogging to John Doe. He keeps an eye on her oversized jiggling breasts. Typing a few more keys, the model's attire faded away. Making her entirely nude. He sat in Creo's chair while stroking his large member.

“The world may think that you are some super genius,” Evan said. “In reality, you're a dumb bitch that didn’t have enough brains to finish high school. Whatever brain you do have, when straight to your breasts.”

Evan spoke without a care in the world. He hates working for Creo, yet whenever he was alone, he would jerk off to her body. He also spoke out about things that he wouldn't have the courage to say. While Creo was gone, he was the master of the hideout.

“You may believe that you can hit me with the weapon ‘I’ design,” Evan counted talking. “I developed them to be locked if ever they were pointed to me. I shouldn’t call you, ‘Mistress’. Preferably, I should be calling you "Cow". Because of those big udders.”

As Evan stroked his member, he visualized Creo naked on all fours with a tag saying ‘Cow Bitch’. In his fantasy, he was the Master. Not just to Creo, but to the entire planet. He sat on a throne on top of a pyramid. Many nude women stand on each step waiting for their turn to be used by him. While the men guard him at the bottom. They can only hear the cries of pleasure that he gives to each woman. The Heroes are also his slaves. All are waiting for his next command.

“Master,” imaginary Creo said. “It’s my turn to be used by you. I have waited for so long, and my pussy is still wet. See!” She spread her pussy’s lips with her fingers. Her pussy was leaking.

“Before I stick it in,” Evan said. “I want to see how you have been practicing using that mouth as I told you.”

“Of course.”

“Then show me.”

She crawled to his crotch. First, she snatched his cock and licked the tip. While caressing it. Next, she licked the side of it. Also, having her hand massage his balls. The other hand plays with her pussy. Then, she began to suck it. She commenced swallowing the tip that eventually moved deeper. Finally, taking his entire cock that reaches the back of her throat. Each time she took his full length, her pussy squirted a little.

“You have gotten better,” said Evan. His cock hummed to praise. “You better swallow everything. Otherwise, I won’t put my cock into your pussy.”

She moved more vigorously to take all of his cum. She loves the feeling of his cum moving down into her stomach. He will fill her up. She wouldn’t require any meals for the rest of the day. While she was thinking this, Evan placed both hands on her head and shot his load. She swallows everything to move down in her body. There was so much that her mind started to go blank. Before everything went dark, a surge of air entered her lungs. She took a couple of deep breaths before she spoke.

“Master,” imaginary Creo said. “Did I do well?”

“You pass with flying colors,” Evan said.

“Thank you, Master. Thank you!” Tears were starting to form. “Can Master still use his cock for my pussy?”

“My cock is always hard. No matter what.” He picked her up hovering over his cock.

Before his cock went inside of her, an alarm went off. It signals that Creo was on her way back. Evan was furious that he wasn’t able to cum two more times like usual. All of the computer screens were covered in his cum. He pressed a secret button that made a bunch of small robots appear and started to clean his mess. He picked up his clothes and began to dress.

Walking to his desk, he grabbed a folder called B.R. aka Brain Radio. The BR is a device that allows you to connect to another person's brain. It is supposed to send messages through the brain. There were two problems that he couldn't fix. First, it can only send messages within ten meters. Second, one person can receive messages. Even with his intelligence, he couldn’t finger out a workaround for that problem. With a few minutes to live, he designed the gadget to be something less noticeable.

With the sudden sound of the elevator moving, he grabbed everything about the project and walked to the side of the doors. Bowing deeply, he waits for the doors to open. The doors chimed and Creo appeared.

“Welcome back Mistress,” Evan gives his sincere greeting. “Was the weapon to your liking?”

“Yes, it was, Igor,” Creo said. “You may look at me. The weapon sent John Doe to wherever. I was also able to get one of the heroes as well. Now the government will have to raise my danger level.”

“That will be wonderful news, Mistress.”

“The project that I wanted you to make, did you finish it?”

“Of course, Mistress. Here is the design.” He handed them to her.

“Very good. Now fetch me the materials. I want to see how effective it can be.”

Walking over the materials, he was starting to get afraid. He can only hope that he will be given the receiver. After grabbing them, he prayed that today wouldn’t be his last day. He tried thinking of a way to delay the test. Deep in his mind, he knew it would be impossible. Reaching Creo, she tapped the materials and turned them into earrings. She handed one of them to Evan. She had no trouble putting her on, yet Evan was putting on an earring for the first time. A little drop of blood dripped from his ear.

“Now,” She started. “I’ll be sending you a message in a moment. I want you to follow the message order. If you get it wrong, I’ll kill you on the spot.” The red button appeared in her hand.

“I will do as you command, Mistress.”

Placing her finger on the temple of her forehead. She focuses on sending the message. Evan is waiting for the message. He cleared his mind. He hoped that it was working.

“There I sent the message,” Creo said.

Evan’s face when pale. He felt his hair was already falling. The fear of being completely going bold was being washed over by the fear of dying. He is trying to think of a way to give his earring to Creo.

“Don’t just stand there,” Creo started. “Do as I command.”

With only a few seconds to live, he thought of what the message could have been. The idea struck him as lightning. He has to...