After five minutes of this vigorous activity the previously protesting balloon no longer cared about the mangy asshole alternating between his mouth and nose and only wanted his knot undone so he could finally release his load (even knowing it might be the end of his existence)
"I need to cum!" he begged mentally "Need...cum"
"MMM I think Red needs my cum!" Charlie stated, gyrating his hips faster and faster "Well here it is!"
The heavy man finally lifted his weight off the squished balloon rushing all the air back into the head. Immediately Airhead felt all the pressure shift away from the knot leaving him sexually frustrated. It felt like his's entire body was being blue balled. Just as it was trying to get a handle on this new painful sensation Charlie had pulled the disheartened balloon back in front by his sensitive rubber dinky so that he was eye height with Charlie's throbbing manhood.
After three strong thrusts to the face the roaring janitor pumped a thick and powerful load directly into where Airhead's eyes should be, blocking his sight. This was followed by another spurt of pungent cream to his sniffer. But it didn't stop there and after a few seconds a series of ejaculations had coated his entire face with salty semen, including his tongue.
"Damn that was a big load" Charlie commented, giving the camera a closeup of the dripping balloon. "I'm goin' to use this one again definitely. It's a hire though so I'll have to wash it off and return it in a few days. So if you wanna see more of Red make a donation. I'd greatly appreciate it and maybe I could hire him out forever. Anyway thanks for watchin', see you next time!"
As all this happened the only thing the jizz coated balloon could do was wallow in the misery of his situation. He was now at the mercy of a man who he had always though was beneath him. If he thought the janitor was nothing, then as his sex toy, the once important mayor's son was now less than nothing.
After a few moments the defeated balloon felt himself being released and allowed to float freely once again (though the added mass of Charlie's thick and heavy semen weighed him down a bit). He heard a door open and shut a few seconds later followed by the sound of Charlie happily singing in the shower. The cum slowly ran down from Airhead's eyes until his vision returned, albeit slightly blurry. He had been stored away with the other sticky inflatables. There had to be a way out. The idea of permanently being Charlie's sex toy did not appeal to him.