Well, cum is cum

While Mike still laughs at your misery, a quick thought flashes your mind. Since Mike apparently isn’t going to give you your desired cream pie, what about you just do it yourself? Meanwhile your bully has turned around, leaving you to deal with the mess alone. You stand up shakily and make your way to the bed, where you sit down, your cum stained eye still closed, and gather some of Mike's cum onto your hand.

Next, you move the slimy mass towards your pussy and, after a very short hesitation, try to get as much of it inside you as possible by carefully scooping some of it on your finger, which you then slide inside your hot pussy, as far up as possible. And again. It is a slow, disgusting and humiliating process, but since the reward is to be able to stay in this body forever, you definitely don't lack the motivation.

While you are working on ensuring your impregnation, all the fingering action doesn't go unnoticed by your body. Soon your pussy is not only slippery with the cum you have tried to fill yourself with, but also your own juices. Absentmindedly you lay back, close the not cum-glued eye as well and enjoy the lust your fingers bring yourself. With stained hands you alternate between circling your sensitive little clit and fingerfucking your soft pussy. While your lust raises, soft moans escape your mouth, drawing in some unwanted attention.

"Enjoying yourself, slut?", Mike rips you out of your near orgasmic bliss with his sharp, snarling voice. "I must say, the view you are giving me right now, doesn't leave much to the imagination. I would fuck you until you have cum so many times that you can hardly stand, but it has gotten late, and my poker buddies are coming in shortly."

Your legs snap shut once you notice him standing there and you flash red with shame. Your worst enemy has just seen you frigging yourself of, his cum all over your body. In your panicked and lust addled state it takes you long to understand what he is saying. "Your poker buddies?"

"We meet every other week. And guess what? You have the privilege to be allowed to serve us tonight. Here, I found some of my ex’s stuff. Should fit you." He throws an alarmingly small pile of clothes next to you on the mattress. "And now shower and dress. And no more masturbating, I want you this horny for tonight."

He turns around laughing and leaves you to wipe up the shattered remains of your self-esteem.