Hen Party – Escape Room II

The screen flickers on.

Each can drink clean water from the tap, for every load swallowed.

They rouse from their sleep in silence, in a heap on the floor, intertwined, they feel surprisingly well rested. Eyes flicker to the screen, reluctant glances at each other, eyes down, shame and guilty pleasure crash together with the want to escape. Sense of time has been lost to them, it must be the middle of the night on Saturday. The Bride, her younger sister, Sarah and Claire plus the other 2 girls look up and see the human cock emerging from the booth furthest from the sink.

The instruction seems clear, they whisper together they agree on an approach. First comes the shouting, the demands to be let free, we aren’t doing anything else, people will miss us, you’re going to jail.

From the office the Amazonian and the Jester are watching they smirk and chuckle, they’ve heard it all before, there is no concern, the buyers will protect them, the market for the end product is high value, huge sums of money are exchanged amongst powerful people for they product they can offer.

In the room the Bride volunteers, there’s guilt there, is she to blame for getting them into this, if only she wasn’t getting married, they are only here because of her. She steps up and strokes the cock, she takes it into her mouth and is almost immediately offered a load of thick hot cum. Is her surprise she coughs and lets most of her gift of jizz spill out of her mouth and down her tits. The girls look over to the sink, nothing is happening. The Bride settles back under the cock and takes it into her mouth, again she is offered a large load of cum, pumped out of the slick dripping cock. This time she makes sure she gulps it down, forcing herself to swallow, like some bush-tucker trial. The tap comes on and the Bride skips across the room and reaches the sink, just in time for the tap to stop.

What the fuck, that’s not fair, no way. The Bride tries again, knees, cock, mouth, massive load, swallow, easier this time, eager even to suck the hot cum down into her belly, it feels warm, she can feel the flavour again, starting to heat her up. She runs to the tap this time and gets to the sink just in time for it to stop.

Tears, frustration. Each can drink clean water from the tap, for every load swallowed.

A discussion, what if you suck and swallow the cum, and i stand near the sink and drink? Sounds like a plan. The Bride happily trots over to the cock, congealed cum is dripping from the tip, running down the shaft. Without thinking, but noticed by the others she licks the cock from the base to the tip, before sliding it into her mouth. Ellie is waiting by the tap, her own mouth open, waiting for the fluid to flow. The Bride receives her gift this time she swallows like she is offered the nectar of the gods, gulping and slurping the cum down pumping her head on the cock. Ellie gets nothing, the tap doesn’t run.

Now they are confused, they feel cheated, surely they are doing it right.

Only the Bride seems satisfied, keen to try again, i’ll just give it another go, what if I just keep sucking and swallowing and we’ll see what happens. Ellie wants a drink, she waited by the tap, mouth open wide, desperately hoping to get her tongue wet. She offers to have a go, the Bride objects, it’s her job, she needs to swallow more cum, Ellie move towards the cock, the Bride grabs her hair and pulls her back, they scuffle, the others separate them. The Bride’s sister eventually gets her attention, she has a crazed look in her eyes, a wanton desperation, she smells of cum, there is a wet stain on her lips and her chin, her Sister feels a slight pull towards her, wanting to taste.

Ellie is on the cock now, she is receiving her first load, she swallows this easily. Ellie knows the taste, her first time was at the back of a church with her first boyfriend, she offered to suck his dick there in the pitch dark and after a few minutes she stopped, she was cold, she stood up. Dark haired, short and slight her much larger boyfriend pushed her back to her knees, she was told she hadn’t finished yet. Pressed against the back wall of the local church her mouth and her throat were pounded in the pitch dark, when he finished he splashed his load over the back of her tongue and the top of her throat, she gagged and swallowed and coughed and spat, not knowing where she had ejected the gift she had been given. Together they walked out of the churchyard, her mind quickly resolving that this was normal, and he just got excited, and she initiated it, she knew why she took him to the back of the church, and it wasn’t that bad. As the reached the light of the street, a man walking his dog took a long look at both of them, at her really. She looked down, and noticed that she had a wet streak down her jumper, it connected to a think string of goop hanging off her chin, and she had cum flecked on the end of her sleeves.

This cum, from this cock, in this strange room tasted good, she could feel the flavour from before, she had the strange shaped colourful cock, she figured it was Unicorn, or Dragon, something mystical and make believe. She gulped it down, and again headed for the tap, for a drink. Again as she got there the tap stopped. Though to be honest, she wasn’t that bothered, and when she looked back at what might be her preferred source of sustenance she saw the Bride was already heading back for another drink. The other 4 girls broke into a fight, all scrambling to put their lips on the cock protruding from the wall. Claire got there first, her mouth enveloped the end, she got bumped into and she slid her lips right up to the wall, the cock pushing all the way down her throat as it released. She was dragged off by her hair, then the next, and the next each drinking thirstily from the font the gift that was being endlessly offered. Frenzied madness took over them all as the smell of cum filled the room, the heady aroma penetrated their sense, driving them wild. As one sucked and slurped cum, the others licked at the edges of her mouth, hung beneath catching drips, catching wet cascades of cum and drool as they swapped mouths, sucking small pools up from the floor, sharing with each other with wet kisses. Dripping mouthfuls of cum back and forth, when in the frenzy the Bride fed her Sister a full mouthful, and her Sister eagerly sucked and licked the cum from the mouth that was feeding her, there was a brief moment of recognition, and brief pause amongst the group, and they again realised something through the fog of their delirium.

Satiated and utterly cum-drunk the girls huddled together in a pile, all slick, and wet, still gently licking each others lips, and sucking on fingers, licking faces. The fog of sleep descends.

They wake in unfamiliar positions they are to the walls, each in a squat position with hands strapped in metal cuffs to the walls, with the exception of the Brides sister. She is strapped on her back to a box, her head lolling backwards, her knees brought up to her armpits so her pussy and asshole are pointing straight up in the air. She is covered in brown liquid, the room smells of BBQ, the screen says Feed, then exercise the dogs.

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