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Chronivac Version 4.0

Waking up on the floor

added by Eru 7 years ago O

“Cock,” Aron moaned in a begging voice. A smile of bliss on his face. Then he opened his eyes and the horrors of reality came back in. His body was drenched in dry cum. It was on his face, in his hair, on his back, stomach, hands, legs... Everywhere! His whole body felt like it had been glued to the floor by it. It squelched as he sat up. His penis, of course, was at full mast, but Aron was careful not to touch it. He feared he might start the entire cycle all over again.

His ass was sore, but far less so than he would have guessed. That said, it felt like that monster cock was still up there and it would made him walk a bit funny for a while.

Aron didn't feel hungry, which was weird after all he'd been doing last night. But he did feel a wonderful taste in his mouth. As if he'd been eating something delicious. It took him a moment to realize that it was the taste of cum. He spit with shame, running over to the sink to wash the taste away. His tongue touched the stream and he recoiled from the fowl taste. Something must be wrong with the pipes. He didn't yet realize that cum, piss and spit were the only things he could eat or drink anymore.

Aron had to leave before James woke back up and started raping him all over again. That guy was a beast. Aron didn't know if he'd survive another session like that. He didn't know how he'd survived last nights.

He wanted to jump into the shower and empty an entire bottle of shampoo and soap, getting this cum out of his hair and skin, but he couldn't risk it. What if James caught him again.

Quiet as he could, Aron collected his things. His clothes had lain strewn on the floor not far from where they'd fucked, staining them with cum as well and making them reek almost as much as he did. Nothing he could do about it now. His underwear was no where to be seen though. He'd have to go without. He felt so ashamed putting on what were effectively a pile of cum rags now. But what else could he do? Go naked?

He turned towards the door and saw James standing there, patiently watching him with a malicious smile.


What do you do now?


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