ElectOral College Ch. 02

As he gingerly stepped into the hotel suite he heard muffled voices emanating from the bedroom. Not wanting to disturb the Congressman, Paul took a seat on the opulent couch and waited.

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Jenny opened her throat as wide as she could to accommodate the obscene girth of Nick DeMarco's cock. And although she'd deepthroated him dozens of times, she still marveled at how stretched out her throat became to fit him inside. Her gag reflex taunted her as Nick straddled her chest and fed his prick down her gullet slowly and confidently.

God he was beautiful. His chiseled torso towered over her as she stared at him through watery eyes.

"That's it baby," he whispered, "Ungh...Take it all."

And Jenny did just that.

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Paul wasn't sure what he should do. The Congressman might be in an important meeting, and interrupting him just to ask for a job seemed inappropriate. So he continued to wait, pulling out his phone and checking his email.

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Nick pulled his cock out of Jenny's mouth and climbed off her. He still marveled at how deliciously sexy she was. Her body was voluptuous and taut, but her face was innocent. The girl next door. An untouched snowflake. And yet she had been touched and defiled and ravaged. She was the virgin whore. Every man's fantasy.

Jenny eyed Nick quizzically, propping herself up on her elbows, "Where are you going?"

"Just getting something," Nick replied. "Don't move."

And that was when the Congressman exited the bedroom.

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"Paul?"

Paul looked up from his phone and saw something he at first couldn't understand. The Congressman, his boss, was standing in front of him. About ten feet away at the entrance to the bedroom. He had a look of surprise on his face.

Paul was also surprised. Confused and disoriented, for, as he stared at Nick DeMarco, his eyes finally translating the reality of what he was looking at, he saw that the Congressman was completely naked, covered in a sheen of sweat. His strong, muscular body on display, and looking lower Paul couldn't help but stare at the massive, flag pole of a penis angrily pointing at him almost accusatorily.

Finally Paul found the wherewithal to avert his eyes. "Uh - um - Congressman I -"

"What are you doing in my room?" DeMarco asked, not attempting to cover himself up at all.

"I - I just -," Paul bumbled.

The Congressman lazily walked across the room and opened the fridge taking out a bottle of water. "Yes?"

Paul was looking at the floor and shielding his eyes, "I just wanted something to do sir. Sorry, I didn't mean to -"

"It's fine. Just give me a moment. Don't move." DeMarco said, re-entering the bedroom and closing the door.

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Sadistic? Perhaps. Depraved? Most likely. But Nick wasn't about to pass up on an opportunity that had the potential to be even hotter than the blowjob he'd gotten in his office. Walking back into the bedroom he looked at Jenny. She lay sprawled as he'd left her. Naked, her skin glistening in the dim light. Her auburn hair splayed around her. Fuck she's hot, he thought. And she has no idea that her boy friend is just outside the door.

Without a word Nick untied her hands and feet and then climbed on top of her, his massive cock positioned just above her hot, tight pussy.

"Who was that?" Jenny asked lifting her legs to better accommodate him.

"No one."

Jenny frowned, but was quickly distracted by the head of Nick's cock as it pushed inside her. "UGH! Fuck!" she moaned.

Nick didn't waste any time. Without giving her a chance to adjust to his size as he usually did he began plowing into the busty young coed with a preternatural gusto.

"AAAAGGGHHHHHHH!!" Jenny screamed, her face twisted in the gray area between pleasure and pain.

Nick slammed all ten inches into her again and again. The thought that her boyfriend was listening to her moan while she cheated on him was almost too much to handle.

He flipped her over and pulled her up onto her hands and knees, and reaching for his tie he opened her mouth with it and pulled. He was going to ride her like a filly, and the gag in her mouth would distort her voice so that Paul wouldn't know a thing. Well, other than the fact that the Congressman was clearly fucking the daylights out of someone.

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Jenny bit down on the Congressman's tie as he pulled it back, her cheeks pulled back in an uncomfortable grimace, but she didn't care. As his dick pressed once again inside her she lost all sense of space and time. And as the Nick began once again to drive his penis into her, her world exploded. She was cumming again and again, over and over, her eyes closed tightly as the pistoning cock drove her to the edge.

He grabbed one of her breasts as he continued to plow himself inside her and Jenny was in heaven. Atop a cloud of lust and desire she never thought was possible.

And opening her eyes for a moment, the dim light of the room coming into a hazy focus, her head bouncing with each thrust, her pupils dilating to adjust to the dim light, she thought she saw the glimmer of metal or something shiny by the door, but quickly forgot about it as Nick tightened his grip on her harness with one hand and slapped her ass hard with the other.

"UGMMH!!" Jenny groaned as the slap's vibration echoed to her clit.

Jenny hadn't stopped cumming for a few minutes and the room was starting to spin. Her senses were on fire, and eyes were rolling back in her head, and just as she felt herself starting to drift into a black void, a lovely warm catatonia, she heard Nick groan and pull hard on the tie, her mouth stretched tautly open and then, deep inside her, she felt his cock begin to dump the impossible amount of cum she had grown so fond of.

And then nothing.

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Nick wasn't sure, but the orgasm he'd just had might have been the biggest of his life to date. Watching Jenny pass out while he continued to blow what felt like gallons of cum into her tight, clenching pussy was so fucking hot, and the thought that her boyfriend Paul was listening to the whole raucous affair had sent him over the edge with a force he didn't think was possible.

Careful not to wake her, Nick pulled himself out of Jenny and watched with lust as a flood of his semen dripped from her swollen pussy. She was lying below him, face down, completely unconscious, his tie still in her mouth, her massive tits squashed beneath her.

As twisted and cruel as what he'd just done was, he couldn't help but smirk at how excited it got him. His cock was quickly returning to full hardness as he walked to the bathroom to put on a robe.

Giving himself a once over in the mirror he winked at his tall, sweaty and satiated image and throwing on the robe he walked into the living room to say hi to his cum slut's boyfriend.

"Sorry about that I - " Nick said turning the corner, but stopping short he saw that no one was there. Smirking to himself, he figured that the poor kid had maybe just been a little too embarrassed to listen to the show for very long. What a prude.

Nick was just about to wake Jenny up for round 2 when he heard his phone ringing and quickly finding his suit pants in the bedroom he grabbed it and answered. "Hello?"

"..."

Nothing on the other line. "Hello?"

He heard someone clear their throat and say, "Hi."

"This is Congressman Nick DeMarco. Who is this?"

"..."

Nick was just about to hang up when the voice spoke up again.

"Paul."

"Hey Paul! What happened to you buddy? I came back out and you'd left."

"Yeah...uh...sorry...I just..."

"Just what?" Nick asked.

"I just...I just..."

"What Paul? You just what?"

"I got what I needed." Paul replied in an almost inaudible voice.

"You did huh? What was that?" Nick asked as he sat on the edge of the bed and started slowly stroking the side of Jenny's big tit, as she lay asleep next to him.

"..."

"Listen, Paul, I'm a little busy right now, so unless you need something else -"

"No, you listen -"

"Excuse me?"

"You. Listen." Paul's voice was no longer a whisper. It held a confidence that Nick hadn't heard before from the scrawny kid.

Nick stopped touching Jenny and frowned. Who the fuck did this kid think he was telling me to -

"Nick, I'm going to give you two options. Option A and Option B."

"First of all, Paul, I'd prefer it if you called me 'sir' or 'Congressman' -"

"Shut the fuck up Nick."

Nick was so taken aback that he couldn't even reply.

"Option A," continued Paul, "is that I press the button on my computer screen in front of me. Do you want to know what happens after I do that Nick?"

"Paul I -"

"After I press that button the video I recorded about ten minutes ago of you fucking my girlfriend gets sent out to every news agency in the state. That's option A. I'm sure you can imagine what would happen if you choose option A."

Nick felt like his brain was spinning like a dervish. "How..."

"How did I get a video of you fucking my girlfriend? Well, funny you should ask. As soon as I walked into your hotel I smelled something familiar, and when you left to go fuck my girlfriend I realized what it was... Jenny's perfume. And then, when I heard someone having sex, well, I just put two and two together and voila! Now we've kind of gotten off topic, so if you could just hold your questions for a minute."

Nick wasn't sitting anymore; he was walking into the bathroom, closing the door and staring wide eyed into the mirror.

"So that's Option A. Political annihilation, social ruin...you get it. Option B, and truthfully this is the one I prefer, is that I don't press this button. Good, right?"

"Uh..."

"Yeah, thought you'd like that. Now the only thing about Option B is one tiny little stipulation." Paul paused. "I own you."

Nick stared at himself in the glass. "What?"

"I. Own. You. Congressman. First of all, I'm your new chief of staff. Secondly, whatever decision you make for however long I decide, will be made with my permission. Got it? I don't want you pissing without asking me first. And if you ever disagree with me, if you ever try and sabotage Option B in any way, if you do anything that I don't approve of, well, then we go back to Option A. That make sense?"

This wasn't happening. "Yes."

"Good. So make whatever calls you need to make because as of tonight, Congressman Nick DeMarco, you belong to me."

Please God this wasn't happening.

"Oh! But you can keep fucking Jenny if you want. That cunt is dead to me. Plus she really looked like she was enjoying herself, and who am I to take that away from her? Okay Nick. Talk to you later."

And with that the phone went dead. And so did Nick Demarco's life as he knew it.

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Paul looked out the window of the hotel lobby and put his phone in his pocket. The sun was setting into the ocean casting a rich orange glow over the world, and allowing himself a small smile, Paul stood up and walked outside into the crisp fall air.