Surprisingly... yes.

"I'm feeling merciful and godly today," John smiled. "Let's do this. First, stick your tongue as far up my ass as you can. Don't stop touching yourself."

Eve sunk her tongue into John's asshole as ordered. She pushed it as deep as she could. He tasted... honestly, like he always did, to her. Disgusting. Salty. Sweaty. Wretched.

"AAA I UUM OOW?" Eve said, still crying. John smiled. Listening to her speak with her tongue up his ass was actually nothing at all like listening to her speak with his cock down her throat. Her tongue had a lot more freedom to move, and it slid around his ass with gusto as she spoke. It felt... really nice. Quite soothing.

"Yes. But while you do, I want you to do your best to make a sound that is true to how you feel right now. Scream, whimper, moan with your orgasm, cry, shout, or whatever is true to you. But do not let your tongue leave my ass."

Eve wanted to look at him with disgust, but her eyes started to clench as she got closer and closer to cumming. She hadn't had relief in so long. Oh god. What a wretched human had found her. "UUUK OOOUU! UUUK OOOUU! UUUUK... oooo... OOOOO.... OOOOOOOOAAAAGH!!!! AAAA AAAAAGH!!!!"

John smiled at her. Eve had tried to tell him to go fuck himself, but as she came, it was too powerful. She had been pent up too long, and had a full body orgasm that seemed to go on for a full minute. Her tongue danced around John's asshole as she wailed. It felt like a wild snake, sliding around his ass from the inside.

As her orgasm subsided, John noted that the sound changed. It moved from a wild moan, to a contented sigh, to... a wail of self-disgust. Her tongue seemed to be trying to leave his ass, but she kept stopping herself and putting it back in. Indecisive, he guessed, about what his orders were now. In and out. It felt - well, somewhat like shitting, if he was honest with himself. He relaxed into the feeling. It was so nice...

Eve felt John start to move her head back and forth over his asshole, as if... ew... massaging something out. Eve felt some gas leak out around her tongue as she rimmed him. Then more, and more. She seemed to be pulling it out. Her self-disgusted wail turned into a more general sound of disgust. Her eyes fell as she seemed to curl in on herself.

Eve felt totally and completely broken.

John almost giggled.

This is what he was missing. Yeah, this is what he wanted to spend the day doing. He sat on her face to silence her wail.

Finally, things were looking up again. For him, at least.

Eve probably couldn't see much right now.