Neighbourhood Terror to Sissy Pt. 19

Just like that John slowly picked up his pace, settling into a nice rhythm to face fuck the sissy to. With the pace ever increasing he had to grab onto Marcy's pigtails at one point to be able to have enough grip. Soon he was using Marcy as nothing more than a glorified flesh light with handles to it, while the sissy was helplessly moaning and gagging underneath him, catching breaths whenever possible.

It didn't take long for him to approach an orgasm, the combination of the complete power trip along with the fact that this was his first-time having sex with a real human since his wife divorced him a couple years back, were just too much.

Forcing himself to redirect his attention John turned back to his phone for a second, quickly initiating the pre-set sequence to push Marcy over the edge with a few seconds delay. He wanted the sissy to cum when he did, and he was very close.

A few quick thrusts later John was ready to blow his load, but just as his cock was starting to tense up, he pulled out of the sissy's mouth. Instead of cumming deep down Marcy's throat he painted the sissy's face with rope after rope of thick sticky warm cum. It was the biggest orgasm he had had in recent years and it was evident by the sheer amount of cum covering Marcy's face. It was positively coated.

Not wanting to deny the sissy the taste of his cum, John scooped some off Marcy's chin with the tip of his cock and reinserted it back into the sissy's mouth. Just like he had done before he rubbed his cock up and down the sissy's tongue leaving a good coating off cum behind before definitively pulling out.

Marcy felt awful she felt disgusted with the big load covering her face. Hell she felt disgusted with herself having orgasmed with a loud moan herself when the ropes of cum started splashing on her face. in union with her blackmailers cock she had filled up her panties with a small load of cum leaking out the tip of her cage. The salty bitter taste of cum was strong in her mouth and there was no way out of this situation.

John just stepped back and smirked. He put away the extra cameras he had set up and knelt down before Marcy for the last step of his visit. He lifted up the sissy's skirt and pulled down her sticky panties. Taking his copy of the key John unlocked the sissy's cock for the first time in a long time. John still considered himself completely straight, after all he didn't consider Marcy a guy at all, and the soft cum covered thing between her legs certainly wasn't a cock in his eyes. He would have to check his videos from the beginning, but he was nearly certain it was smaller than in the beginning.

Casually John slid off the tube that connected to the ring behind the balls, leaving that ring in place. He then took a cold pack and pressed it against Marcy's cock making it shrink even more. He then replaced the tube with a significantly smaller one he had gotten from Linda, one so small that it was a tight fit even in its ice shrunk state. He then neatly locked it back up, packed his bag and left the whimpering sissy alone, retreating to his house.

Marcy's mind was in turmoil, shocked beyond believe at what had just happened, she didn't want to believe it even, but between the taste of cum in her mouth, the feeling of drying ropes of cum on her face, the plug in her bottom and her sore throat there really was no denying it. It got only worse as her cock warmed up again trying to go to its normal soft state only to be painfully contained by the current smaller tube.

After about 20 minutes which seemed like an eternity to Marcy the speakers in her room cracked back to life. "Hello sissy, that was fun wasn't it? I'm so glad to see you enjoyed sucking my cock as much as I loved getting it sucked by you. At least that's what that load in your panties told me."

"You've doubtlessly found out by now that the cuffs don't really have a key or lock. They are locked remotely, they can only be opened using a corresponding app. I'm going to unlock them in a few minutes, but before I do I want to make somethings clear so listen carefully. I have made a video of our little encounter that just happened and if you don't do exactly as I say an anonymous copy will end up on your dad's desk at the lawyer firm he works at. It will have a note claiming to have evidence of a sensitive high-profile case so he'll surely watch it himself right away. I bet he'll love to see how you get all prettied up just to suck my cock and moan like a bitch in heat." John said in the computer distorted voice giving some time to let the threat sink in.

Marcy was terrified. Her stomach turned to knots as she imagined her dad or anyone seeing a video like that. Hell even she wouldn't want to see it at all. Having lived through it once was more than bad enough already.

"First of all my cum is to remain on your face until tomorrow morning when you shower. Since I am generous and don't want to be too hard on you, you can lick up whatever you can reach with your tongue." John said grinning behind his computer.

"Secondly, from now on you can forget about fingering yourself. As you might have noticed that plug is more than capable of giving you an orgasm. I can control it using an app and will do so. From now on that plug stays in your bottom unless I tell you otherwise. If your girlfriend or whoever wants to take it out to use your hole they can as well, but you are never to take it out or suggest taking it out yourself. Not unless it is for your morning or evening enema. The plug has its own sim card and is connected to the mobile network. In your room I left a charging station with a rechargeable battery. Along with your enema you should switch the battery in your plug with the one in the charging station. The battery should last 24 hours, but to make sure you are going to switch and recharge them with every enema." John informed.

"Of course you can beg me for an orgasm whenever you want one, I'm not cruel after all. Oh and before you think of taking it out to sneak your fingers in anyway, the plug is heat sensitive so if the temperature drops well below body temperature I will know." John added.

"The last rule is that you should stay in that outfit for the remainder of the day. You should really train in walking with those heels some more. If you understand these three simple rules then give me a nice loud moan, you've already proven that you can moan very well." John finished his set off rules.

With the ring gag still in her mouth Marcy couldn't really reply coherently. She let out a loud and pitiful moan, terrified over how the control from her blackmailer had just tightened a lot. Although her face was covered in his cum she still had no idea who was behind this and thus still had no one to confront about this whole mess.

While fingering herself to an orgasm had been very humiliating, she had at least been in control of her own orgasms up until now. This plug basically meant that she was completely reliant on others if she ever wanted an orgasm again, but if this asshole thought she would ever beg for an orgasm he was sorely mistaken, Marcy thought bitterly.

A sudden click was heard throughout the room and the cuffs fell open, finally releasing Marcy's wrists from the posts at the foot of her bed. The first thing she did was removing those damn dark contact lenses from her eyes. Moving around with these heels was hard enough on its own that it didn't need to get any harder by not being able to see. She then quickly removed the ring gag, unbuckling it from behind her head.

Now that she could see again she dreadfully got up and minced over to her mirror. She was horrified seeing her slightly roughed up pigtails and her face coated in cum. Not wanting to be confronted by the sight any longer she quickly turned away. Thanks to the rules she was stuck in her room after all there was no way she was going anywhere with her face plastered in cum, dressed as she was.

God she wanted to wipe that cum coating off so badly, feeling it stick and dry to her face was a constant source of disgust. The also couldn't seem to get rid of that awful taste of cum and cock. Despite how bad she hated it she was too afraid to do anything about it.

With nothing else to do Marcy turned to her computer and started up a game. It was all she could do to hope to forget about the entire situations. Even that proved impossible as suddenly random intense vibrations attacked her prostate.

It was simply impossible to concentrate well enough not to get harassed by her team in the shooter games she liked to play. As a last resort Marcy switched over to watching movies on he computer. She didn't really feel like it, but it was the best she could do to distract her right now. The random intense vibrations kept happening, slowly pushing her to the edge once more and maintaining the arousal.

As the day dragged on the constant pressure of intense arousal started to wear down Marcy's resolve. Suddenly she wasn't so sure anymore that she wouldn't end up begging for an orgasm like she had thought earlier. God she needed some relieve, she needed it badly but she didn't want to give in to that asshole.

Yet she was so horny that relief was all that was on her mind by the time bedtime arrived. Maybe just maybe she could push herself over the edge with the nozzle from her enema kit. That was the solution for her problem. That way she could relieve herself each and every day so she wouldn't have to cave in and beg for an orgasm to her blackmailer.

Weird as it was she actually couldn't wait to give herself that enema so she could cum. She was too horny to even realise how drastic her train of thought regarding the enema had just changed. This morning she hated the nozzle, finding it much worse than her fingers because of its cock shape, now she couldn't wait to fuck her ass with it.

Stripping down to her lingerie Marcy prepared her enema and was just about ready to remove her plug when the speakers cracked to life again. "You may remove your plug sissy, but I'll be watching if you dare cum with your enema kit I'm sending our video from earlier straight to your dad's mailbox, so keep that in mind." The room then fell silent again.

Marcy was shocked here whole plan had just been shattered, she was so horny that she even shortly considered begging for an orgasm anyways. Even if it meant begging to fuck herself with that enema nozzle. Despite her need for an orgasm Marcy decided to stay strong and resist the urge to beg. After everything that bastard had done to her today she really didn't want to give him any satisfaction.

Giving herself an enema while not cumming proved very difficult with how aroused she was already. Not only was she way more sensitive, not needing much more stimulation to get over the edge. The desire to cum was so big that it took all her willpower not to just thrust that nozzle a few times to put her over the edge. It was challenging, but eventually she did manage to succeed at flushing her insides, switching the batteries in her plug and reinsert it.

With the plug back in place Marcy went to bed and remembered just in time to set her alarm for tomorrow. Yet another dreaded day awaited her as she was supposed to work at CC's to earn this horrible outfit she had just worn for her blackmailer back. Just the thought of returning to that store filled her with dread, whatever work she would have to do she would hate it for sure. She hated everything Linda had come up with already.

Sleep did not come easy with a face full of dried up cum, a painful dick from the new chastity cage, a sore throat and being insanely horny. It took a while, but in the end Marcy did manage to drift off to sleep.