Chapter 4: "Everything Is Fixed"
"GRKKHHH!!! GGLLUURRMMMMPH!!!!!" Bryce sputtered and gurgled as Lilith's weight sunk him into the mattress. He wanted to chomp through her cock since he didn't have a ring-gag anymore, but he knew that would only lead to his immediate death.
His hands clenched into tight fists as he attempted to shift himself away from the snoring giant. The handcuffs dug into his skin as he struggled as hard as he could. Bryce refused to die in this horribly humiliating way. He had spent so much of his life isolated and held-back, he never truly lived his life yet. And there was still so much he wanted to do.
"GLAUUUGHH!!! GURRRGGHH!!!" He cried out as the tears in his reddened eyes mixed with Lilith's cum.
The noise from the shackles filled the room as he began to shake violently. He put all of his energy into pulling his head away from Lilith's lengthy cock. The man pulled himself downward using his feet, but he was only able to pull a few inches of Lilith's cock out of his throat before the shackles on his wrists prevented further movement.
Bryce's blue eyes began to roll to the back of his head. His clenched fists began to loosen as his arms were stretched out. He whimpered pathetically as the unsettling reality sunk into him. He was trapped. There was no way for him to escape and he was about to choke to death. He let out a pathetic whimper as his consciousness began to fade.
Suddenly, a loud knocking sound emanated from the tall bedroom doors.
"Lilith?? Open this door!!" a familiar voice called out from the other side.
"mmngh.. MMPH! MMMMNGHHH!!!" Bryce immediately started desperately calling out, his voice cracking and muffled by Lilith's cock.
The lock clicked and the sound of jingling keys entered the room along with the doors creaking open. Bryce saw that it was really her, the lady who welcomed him to the manor this morning. The trapped handyman struggled and screamed as much as his worn-out body could, to get her attention.
"OH GOD- LILITH!!" Ludella yelled angrily as she immediately ran to the twitching man and shoved her daughter's bottom off of his face.
Bryce gasped for that sweet oxygen as soon as Lilith's cock exited his lips. His loud and sputtery panting were frequently interrupted by coughs as he choked on bits of the teen's slimy cum. The abused man weakly smiled as he watched the lady undo his cuffs.
"mm... mom..?" Lilith mumbled as she rubbed her eyes open.
"The fucking handyman!? What is wrong with you! Have you no self-control!?" Ludella angrily scolded as she undid the first cuff on his right ankle.
"Don't just barge into my room like that!!" Lilith growled as she sat on Bryce's chest, causing the poor man to wheeze in pain.
"Oh yeah? So what? So this poor man could choke on your cock!?"
"I was gonna let Bryce breathe!! I really REALLY like this one!"
The mother undid the second cuff on his left ankle, "You are too irresponsible, Lilith. If I hadn't come, 'Bryce' would've been dead by now."
Bryce nodded frantically, crying his eyes out as the overwhelming sense of relief flooded him. "T-Thank you, M-Ma'am!! T-Thank y-MmMPH!!"
Lilith rudely covered his face with an ass cheek, burying him under her head-crushing weight. "But mom I promise it won't happen again! I want to do better with this one! I've never felt this much happiness and excitement in my life!!" She pleaded innocently while simultaneously rubbing her heavy ass on her captive's face.
"Cut that out right now, young lady! Haven't you put him through enough??" Her mother scolded as she lifted Lilith off of the squirming man's face and undid the third cuff on his left wrist.
As Bryce gasped for air, Lilith shoved her feet on his face. "Oh mother, can I keep him?? Can I? Please!! I promise I'll take so much care of him! I'll bathe him, and feed him, and train him..." she pleaded as she stuck her toes into Bryce's mouth.
"LILITH!! THAT IS ENOUGH!" Ludella yelled, pulling her perverse daughter's feet away from the handyman's face.
"OW!! STOP!" Lilith screamed as she tumbled off the bed. "YOU ARE THE FUCKING WORST!!" She shouted as she angrily stormed off and slammed the bedroom doors shut on her way out.
Ludella looked down at Bryce with a mixed expression of pity and annoyance. Her hands reached towards the final cuff. As she took it off his right wrist, she saw the reddened cuff marks on it.
"I'm... I'm dreadfully sorry about this," The lady muttered, wiping away the cum, tears, and smudges of lipstick from the man's face.
Bryce sat up for the first time in what felt like hours. His throat was still aching and his nose felt broken. He slid off the bed and slowly walked towards his toolbox.
"I need to go," he hoarsely spoke, coughing up a bit of cum as a result.
"Please... let me escort you to the front door," Ludella offered, walking towards Bryce and offering her hand.
"T...Thank you ma'am..." Bryce rasped as he took her hand.
As the pair walked down the hallways, Bryce felt an overwhelming sense of paranoia. Lilith could be hiding anywhere. She might be waiting to jump at him at any moment. When he saw her this morning, the thought of her being dangerous has never crossed his mind, now it's all he could think about.
After a moment of awkward silence, Ludella decided to speak, "Mm... Poor thing... She must've really done a number on you, huh?" The tall lady pitied, rubbing the smaller man's back.
Bryce's mind was too dazed to process what she was saying. His wide eyes shifted from furniture to furniture, too alert to listen to Ludella.
"She is... a difficult one... but she's not a monster. She's just- well- you know, ever since she turned 18, she's been really into exploring her sexuality. You know how it goes, right?"
Bryce kept his eyes locked forward. His gaze shifted sideways every now and then to check if his big scary rapist was around. His head twitched involuntarily as he processed the traumatic experience.
"Bryce," Ludella spoke, snapping Bryce out of his haze, "we're here."
Bryce blinked his eyes before he quickly sprinted out of the front door.
"Wait! Bryce!! Don't you want your payment?" Ludella called out as she chased after him.
The handyman ran for his dear life across the manor's huge front yard. His heartbeat quickened as he heard the heavy footsteps behind him draw closer. Thinking it was Lilith, the traumatized man began to scream and cry uncontrollably. As he made it to his minitruck, the heavy footsteps did as well.
"AAAUUGHH!! PLEASE!! DON'T HURT ME PLEASE!!!" he pleaded loudly, his voice breaking in utter terror.
Ludella's eyes widened as she saw the man cower in fear. She reached into her wallet and pulled out a generous amount of cash. "Here... your payment."
Bryce weakly opened his eyes to realize that he wasn't in any danger. His ragged breath eased as relief overtook him. He gulped as he reached his hand out to take the payment.
"S-Sorry I... I....." he eyed the money in his hand. Bryce looked up at Ludella with a confused expression, "T-this is... a lot."
The tall lady chuckled with the same warm smile as before, "I added a little extra for the troubles..."
"T-Thanks ma'am..." Bryce nodded as he hastily limped behind his truck and climbed onto the driver's seat.
"You're not going to tell anyone, are you?" Ludella asked as she bended down to peek in the passenger's window.
Bryce's eyes widened and he shot her a fearful look. He shook his head frantically as he stammered, "N-No ma'am!"
Ludella's warm smile dropped a bit after hearing that. It was as if she knew he was lying.
"Why won't this thing just start!?" Bryce thought to himself as he frantically twisted the key in the ignition switch. The car clicked, revved, and coughed weakly, but it didn't start. Bryce turned to the passenger's window but the lady wasn't there anymore.
Suddenly, a hand wrapped around his face, and before he could scream, he was pulled out of the driver's window.
It took a moment before he started kicking and screaming for help again. "MMNGH!! NO!! STOP!! MMPH!!!" he pleaded with his broken voice as the lady handled him with such ease that it made the 'tall', strong man feel like a little puppy.
Despite his desperate circumstances, he was already incredibly fatigue, and his body felt weak everywhere.
"That's enough now, dear... relax your body..." he heard Ludella say as she promptly buried his face in-between her soft, warm breasts.
Ludella's bosom muffled his voice enough that only she could hear him scream. She felt bad for the poor handyman, but she knew she had to do this for the sake of her daughter. Her guilt only grew as she felt Bryce struggle and whimper in her grip, but her love for her daughter was stronger.
"God... just pass out already..." she muttered as she pushed her heavy breasts together, ensuring that not a single bit of air will make it to his lungs.
Bryce was already exhausted past his limit from all the woodworking, running, screaming, and struggling, that it didn't take long for him to faint. He heard Ludella sighing in relief, and a muffled "I'm sorry..." before everything turned black and he went fully limp.
"Need a drink?" The bartender asked.
"Yeah... uh, a bud light, thanks." Bryce responded with a smile as he looked around and admired the lights and the music.
"New to the city?" The bartender asked as he took a can from the cooler.
"Yeah, actually! I uhm.. I'm from-"
"TWO SHOTS OF TEQUILA PLEASE!" An attractive brunette yelled as she made her way to the bar.
As Bryce glanced back to the bar, the bartender had already made five shots of tequila for her.
