Official graduation

"Look at you, you did great. You make an excellent cum rag" he laughs.

His cum on your face, "tits" and cage are beginning to dry.

Seeping into your skin. Becoming a part of you. Staining you forever.

Your head spins as the smell and taste all catches up to you.

Your taste buds have been effectively marinating in his cum.

You wont be able to taste much else for a while.

"I think we make it official" Mike says.

He places his still somehow hard cock on your left shoulder, then lifts it over your face towards your other shoulder.

Residual cum and pussy juice drips down, landing on your nose, lips, and chin as it passes over.

The heat radiating from it is almost scalding.

He's so big, it shadows your entire face.

As he taps your right shoulder he says "I now deem thee, Josie, Official Cum Rag" as if you imitate a priest giving a christening.

"Why don't you give us a cheer?" Mike says grabbing the back of your hair.

The **** has put in a state of complete survival. You cant help but obey the clear Alpha in the room.

You put up your hands in a double v for victory.

"Yaayyyyy" you cheer weakly as your full mouth sloshes cum.

Mike shuffles next to you, causing his cock to block your eyesight for a moment.

"You'll be begging for my cock soon, you'll see" he whispers in your ear.

The thought sends a chill down your spine, and makes the cage tighter.

He steps away, and you finally have a moment to process the situation.

That is until, you catch Jenny on the bed, finally recovered, holding her phone up.

"I hope you don't mind, but I've been recording for a bit" she says giggling.

"I just thought you looked so cute."

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