When I woke up, I was no longer in my bedroom, but instead sprawled out on the cold bathroom floor. Every part of my body ached; I felt wrung dry, worn out. My pussy was still sore from... from what Jason had done to me last night, and my ass felt strange. Not painful, but almost cold, as though I'd been cleaned out.
I risked a glance at the window, and realized it was still dark out. It seemed that Jason was an early riser. The man himself, however, was nowhere to be seen. Reaching down, I slid a tentative finger inside, and pulled out a finger covered in white. How long had that load been sloshing inside me? The test I'd gotten last time had been negative, thankfully, but how much longer would my 'luck' hold?
Grimacing, I slowly got to my feet. Jason had left my hands unbound, for whatever reason, and I managed to force myself up by grabbing the sink for support. Each movement made my raw cunt ache, but I'd gladly take it if it meant getting out of here.
Before I could reach the door, however, it swung open, and Jason stepped in. He was still naked, and my eyes darted down to his flaccid cock, still far too long.
"Someone woke up earlier than expected," he said, a slight grin tugging the corner of his mouth. "But not early enough."
I tried to rush past him, but a rough hand stopped me cold, and he forced me back into the bathroom. The door shut behind him, and he wrapped an arm around me, pulling us together until our chests touched. His cock pressed against my pussy, and I felt it begin to stir, as if eager to return.
"In case you were curious, I was out doing... maintenance," he said. His dick was hardening, now, and he rubbed against me slightly, drawing a gasp. "I cleaned up a little, but I'm still feeling a bit dirty."
Dirty? No, that couldn't be why my ass felt-
As if he could read my mind, he reached down with both hands and caressed my rear, gripping my cheeks tightly. He kneaded them for a few moments, never breaking eye contact with me.
"I could use a shower." His grin widened. "How about you?"
There was no resisting as he spun me about, hands tightly gripping my shoulders, and directed me towards the shower. His cock pressed against my asscrack, as if trying to get familiar with its new home, and I stiffened at its touch.
There was no warming period; he simply turned on the water and shoved me in. I let out a sharp yelp as ice-cold water spilled over me, turning my nipples as hard as rocks. It was then that I saw the camera set up on the stall door, sticking to the glass with a suction cup.
Jason stepped inside, cock standing at full attention, and shut the shower door behind him.
"Get on your hands and knees," he said, in a low voice.
For a moment, I hesitated, which proved a mistake. Jason suddenly fell upon me, his massive hard-on stabbing into my belly. The cool wall of the shower met with my back as he shoved me against it, and I cried out as he grabbed a fistful of my hair. He pressed against me, his cock smearing precum over my skin as he sandwiched it between us. It was hot, like a iron fresh from the fire, and I shuddered at its touch.
"That, sweetie, was a mistake," he snarled. He rubbed up against me, my nipples tingling as they moved against his chest. "I was going to be nice about it, but now I'm not."
His lips pressed roughly to mine, and then he flung me down. I hit the floor hard, ass up in the air, then squealed as I felt him kneel behind me. He squeezed my butt hard, enough to make me wince, and then he began to roughly knead it. His thumbs found my rosebud, and I trembled at the light touch as they slid past.
"I was gonna ease it for you, kiddo," he said. "Lube you up, ease the fingers in, all that sweet stuff. We have plenty of time."
His hard length poked at my backside, and my eyes widened as I felt the tip press against my virgin asshole. The pressure increased, and I began to squirm, only for him to plant a firm hand on my lower back, holding me in place.
"No," I began to wail, tears flowing. "No, no, no."
"This is what you get when you don't do what I say," Jason said.
Then, he began to press forward, harder and harder, until eventually the tip forced itself past my tight ring. He paused for a moment, as if savoring the moment, then continued forcing himself into my virgin ass. The hand on my back continued to hold me down, caressing me as I yelled and gnashed my teeth.
There was no way he could fit. His monstrous cock had been a nightmare for even my pussy- something was going to tear. I began to suck in deep breaths as the pain intensified, as his hard dick slid deeper and deeper into my ass. I focused on anything else- the heat of the water, the sound of the cascading shower, the feel of the countless droplets on my back. And yet, the pain continued, pushing those thoughts away.
Then suddenly, I felt his hips against me. He was flush against my ass, now, spooning me as much as he could. He pushed forward again, as if hoping to get any deeper, then he
experimentally swayed his hips from side to side. I moved with him, utterly impaled on his cock. It was like a hot poker in me- I could feel his heartbeat against my insides, hideously in sync with my own pounding pulse. We were one. He had made us one.
