Recovery

Wyatt felt far too weak to engage in an active sexual encounter, so he lay back on the motel bed with his legs wide open allowing Katy to shuffle forward and approach him open mouthed.

Luckily his cock felt like it was back to strength at least and within moments Katy was bobbing in his lap, sucking and sucking, tongue running underneath his cock over and over again. Damn but it felt good after all this time. Katy kept going without expression under his explicit mental direction, forcing her face so far down him that he could feel her lips against his abdomen and scrotum.

Later, when he felt ready to erupt, he could see no reason to stop her and let her continue till his blissful ejaculation and swallow all of his produce. Eventually, he had to stop her when he felt he was done, or she would have just kept bobbing in his lap all day.

She blinked back to awareness once she lifted her mouth from his cock, and looked down at her own naked form in surprise although without shock. He reached out to her mind and subtly altered it. With a little re-programming, she would now be a willing provider of any and all sexual services that Wyatt could desire. Her eyes rolled back in her head for a moment as the reprogramming took effect then she smiled and Wyatt could see why she was as popular as the images in her head showed her to be.

"I ordered some takeout. Just burgers and stuff. I hope thats ok."

"Great!" said Wyatt, only just realising how famished he was.

"but, you better get the door when it arrives. They'll probably recognise me and then the press will turn up. The groceries were ok, but I wore a hat and dark glasses for those."

"Ok. I'll get it." he said, feeling like answering the door was at least within his ability.

Over the following days, Katy nursed Wyatt back to strength performing regular Olympic level sexual feats with him until just a week later, he felt he was now at full strength and prepared to leave. Much as he was enjoying fucking the pop star, he knew he had other things he needed to do.

He had been 18 when the institution had taken him away and confined him. From speaking to Katy, he now realised he had spent over 20 years there. The fury that this sparked in him was overwhelming. At first he had just wanted his freedom. Now he was determined he would have his ****.

But first, before he left, he would let Katy fuck him one last time. He felt he owed her that.