Rick wants to start with a blowjob

“Oh, I’ve got all sorts of ideas!” Rick said, rubbing his hands together eagerly. “But for now, how about we just have her blow us? See how good those lips feel, wrapped around our cocks?”

Jim bit his lip, before giving a nod. “Fine, you win. You, get on your knees and perform oral sex on us.”

Miranda **** her face to remain blank. The idea of giving a couple of strange men blowjobs in a dark factory sounded awful. She was a wealthy, accomplished businesswoman, not a common whore! But, if she went to prison, she might end up having to do much more degrading things than a blowjob, and on a daily basis! So, reluctantly, Miranda knelt on the ground, and began working at Jim’s belt.

“Hey, do you mind if she works my shaft with her hand while she’s got yours in her mouth?” Rick asked once their pants were down and their dicks exposed. Both were already hard, Miranda noted with some disgust. “I don’t mind you going first, but I’d still like a little attention.”

“Sure, I don’t care,” Jim said, sounding a little flustered. Despite his earlier ****, he was clearly excited now. “Go ahead and start stroking him, number…” He paused. “Shit. She doesn’t have a number yet.”

“How about 69?” Rick suggested with a grin.

“Haha. C’mon, we have to call her something. I can’t just keep saying ‘you’ all night.”

“How about Cumdumpster?”

“Ew! No, I’m not calling her Cumdumster! That’s gross!”

“Prude!” Rick scoffed. “Fine, how about Ima?”

Jim frowned. “Ima?”

“Yeah! Ima Cumhole!”

“Oh for-, you know what, fine,” Jim said exasperatedly. “You. You now answer to the name Ima Cumhole. Please repeat to confirm.”

Miranda gritted her teeth. It was going to be a long night. “Ima Cumhole,” she said quietly.

“C’mon, say it again!” Rick said, giggling. “What’s your name?”

Miranda suppressed a heavy sigh. “Ima Cumhole,” she repeated, speaking at a normal volume.

“Enough!” Jim said irritably. “Do you just want her to say funny things, or do you actually want to have sex?” Without waiting for a reply, Jim returned his attention to Miranda. “Ima. Please give this idiot a handjob while you perform oral on me.”

She had to play the part of a mindless doll. It was the only way she was going to get out of this situation. Reluctantly, Miranda placed her right hand on Rick’s dick and began stroking it.

“Oh fuck,” Rick said, his eyes closing. “Fuck, that’s...that’s actually feels really good. Ima knows what she’s doing. You sure this thing just has the base programming?”

“Pretty sure,” Jim said, studying Miranda. Shit, she didn’t want him thinking too hard about the circumstances they had found her in. Quickly, she leaned forward, taking the head of Jim’s penis into her mouth.

Jim’s eyes widened, and he let out a small groan. Slowly, still working her hand along Rick’s shaft, Miranda took more and more of him into her mouth, running her tongue along Jim’s as she did so. After a moment, she had settled into a steady rhythm, bobbing her head up and down and stroking at the same time.

Jim didn’t last long. Miranda had little warning before she felt a sudden rush of warm liquid into her mouth. The shock of it was enough to cause her to pull back, letting go of Rick in the process. It tasted vile! “Fuck,” Jim said faintly. “Fuck, that was good. Ima, go ahead and swallow that, then use your mouth on Rick.”

Swallow it? Miranda screwed up her face before doing so, feeling it slip down her throat. God, she needed to get the taste out of her mouth! But she wasn’t finished yet. Slowly, she turned to Rick, and got to work.

Fortunately, Rick was already pretty worked up. In just a few minutes, Miranda felt the warm liquid enter her mouth again. This time, she swallowed automatically, unable to spit it out and simply eager to be rid of it.

“Well,” Rick said, after panting for a few moments. “I’d call that a mild success.”

“I’ll say,” Jim agreed. “I hate to admit it, but this was actually a pretty good idea.”

“Right? And the night is still young!” Rick said triumphantly.