Andromeda Falls

I laid on my desk, my bare breasts pushed down against the lacquered wood, my pussy quietly twitching in the afterglow of my latest orgasm. Theo just casually slid his hand across my back, one finger tracing its way down my spine, and I shuddered, goosebumps running across my flesh.

I was supposed to tell him no, and I ended up begging for it anyway.

Maybe he was right? Maybe I was just a deluded little masosub, who was having what amounted to a psychotic break, believing that she was being mindfucked somehow when in reality, she was just being dragged back to his cock again and again by her own desire to be dominated and fucked senseless on Theo's cock?

"Ah, fuck, I'm starting to go down," Theo said, casually smacking my ass again. My whole body jerked. On automatic, I wiggled my ass invitingly, and he chuckled at that. "Mm. Penny, come help me out. Rim me," he ordered her.

She scrambled into position. There was no hint on her face that she disliked what she was doing at all - on the contrary, she wore a bright smile as she got into position, moving around my desk and then kneeling behind Theo. I just laid there, able to hear as she loudly slurped and licked at Theo's ass, and while I turned my head back, it wasn't to see her - it was to see him. To see his cock.

It was rising to full mast again. It looked shockingly, mouth-wateringly, good. That big hard cock, the one I was claiming had been raping me over and over, now looked like the sweetest ambrosia ever produced by the likes of man, and my pussy quietly clenched around nothing as I contemplated sucking on it. Hot little breaths spilled out of my mouth in anticipation, as it got harder, and harder, eventually arriving at full mast, and then - then he just stroked it.

I flicked my gaze up to his face, and he looked down at me. His expression was challenging and authoritative.

He doesn't want to rape you. He wants you to beg for it, to show you really want it.

He wants to rape you, and he wants you to beg for it.

I didn't know which statement was true, but my mouth didn't hesitate. "Please, Theo, please fuck me again. I'm sorry for telling you 'no' earlier," I told him, and in that moment, I honestly was. My pointless act of resistance hadn't actually established any boundaries, and instead was getting me punished.

"Are you really sorry, though?" He prompted me. I could hear Penny's continued, enthusiastic licking, the other woman not caring at all about us discussing whether or not I should be allowed to set any sexual boundaries.

From her perspective, you're just another kinky submissive, like her, who's struggling to accept yourself.Is she even wrong?

"Y-yes, sir," I said, whimpering softly as my pussy just sat there, the trembling of air running across my bare skin. He was stroking himself. He was fully erect at this point. Ready to ram it inside me. But rather than doing that, he was dragging it out like this, leaving me - in my stew of arousal - to start brainlessly grinding my cunt against the edge of the desk, even though I knew that it wouldn't get me an orgasm.

"Show it," he ordered, and I just whimpered again. I was horny and fucked in the head at that point that I wasn't even quite sure how - what depravity was I supposed to engage in?

At my hesitation, he casually smacked my cunt, which caused me to immediately orgasm, letting out a squeal as I went cross-eyed at the sharp stimulation. He chuckled at that point, casually groping my ass cheeks. His cock slapped against my butt, but he still resisted the urge to stuff it in as he teased me, taking advantage of my desperation for his own sadistic pleasure.

"Darla," he said, his voice oozing that same familiar, sadistic, cloying note, the one that played the role of the dominant who totally just wanted to make you feel good, when in reality his only thought was making you cry and beg. "I need to know that you really do feel bad. You made Penny come all the way here to satisfy my cock, you know? She was looking forward to greeting us in her sexy maid outfit when we got home, and you ruined that."

"Oh, it's okay!" Penny chimed up. "I'm not bothered at all, Theo-mmf!"

He casually grabbed her head, not even looking at her, and shoved her right back into his asshole. She didn't hesitate or complain, just getting right back to licking. He didn't even have to order her. "You teased me with this obscene fat-titted body of yours, one that's designed just to please men, and then you denied me your holes. Now, I did respect the fact that you said no - but then you changed your mind, remember? It's one thing to not be in the mood, but bouncing back and forth like that - doesn't that make you an annoying little tease?"

I could only continue to tremble in place, practically gasping for air. I didn't know what to say. "I'm sorry," I repeated, feeling actually on the verge of tears, the edging starting to make my head swim when taken together. He was verbally abusing me, and I couldn't do anything but take it. I didn't even know what he wanted from me.

Maybe that's the point. It's like making the other person propose a business deal to you. If it's reasonable, then great - if it's better than you would have suggested, you can snap it up.

It probably was that, I realized - but the fact that I realized that didn't change a damn thing. I was still stuck, quivering in place, his cock teasing me with its closeness to my pussy, even as I struggled to think.

I'm being manipulated. Now I have to be the active architect of my own submission - he's found his leverage, and he's taking it, and he's using it to beat me down now that I dared to say no to him.

I swallowed, glancing back at him. I bit my lip. I hesitated - and then I gave in. I just said the filthiest, most misogynistic thing I could think of, just to get his cock inside me. "You're right. I should never say no to you, Theo. I should offer my body to you every time you want it. I'm sorry. Please fuck me, please, please-"

He slammed into me at that point, making me squeal as another orgasm hit me. My eyes peeled back in their sockets as he furiously pounded away. He wasn't gentle or considerate with me, just making my body squeak as it was rubbed back and forth across the lacquered desk. My thoughts fizzed and bubbled and popped, and he casually grabbed my hair, tugging on it, yanking me up and off the desk, as my brain just dribbled out of my needy cunt and my body continued to jerk in pleasure. "That's right. Your body belongs to me. Whenever I want to jerk off with your mouth, cunt, tits, or ass, you should let me," he told me.

Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Is he going to order me to never say no to him? It was a horrifying thought - or it should have been. With how fucked my head was by this point, it instead sent hot waves rushing through my body, as my arousal spiked. If he orders me to never say no to him again, I literally won't be able to. I literally won't be capable of creating any boundaries. He'll just rape me whenever he wants and I won't be able to complain.

Those thoughts weren't verbalized - except as another moan, as I came all over again. Theo bottomed out inside of my cunt, holding himself deep within me, one hand on the hip, the other on my hair. In the sudden silence, I could now hear Penny's noisy slurping and licking - she hadn't stopped rimming Theo for even a moment.

That'll be you soon. Completely compliant with Theo's every whim, willing to do whatever it takes to debase yourself, to please him.

"Say it," he ordered.

"My body, buh, belongs to you," I gasped out. "Whenever- whenever you want to jerk off with my mouth, cunt, tits, or ass, I should let you."

Were the words just his power over me? My brain repeating on force? It didn't feel like it, and I wasn't sure such a vague command would have worked - but none of his commands felt like anything, and it wasn't as if I had a clear idea of how his power over me actually worked.

"You are my bitch now, Darla. You might have thought you were hot shit, calling yourself a genius businesswoman-" I never called myself a genius, other people did, "-but as far as I'm concerned, you're a pair of tits, a nice ass, and some surprisingly good abs. Abs I can't wait to watch you lose when you start popping out our brats. Your bitchlets." My cunt spasmed as another orgasm hit me, leaving me unable to speak.

Isn't it a little early to start talking about kids?

It was the sort of half-coherent thought that showed how fucked up my head was. It was incoherent. Completely focused on the wrong thing.

"You may be smart, you may be in shape, you may be rich-" I'm actually not, all I have right now is equity, "-but in the end, you're just a set of holes with a nice rack."

At that point, I realized his words were more to himself than me. Obviously, he had to be getting off on humiliating women, but part of me assumed that the dirty talk was a calculated method to keep my brain turning into soup until I became a handmaiden to my own destruction. But this was different. At this point, he was no longer just trying to degrade me: he was trying to reassure himself and establish a pecking order where he was on top, despite all the power dynamics our relationship should have had. Did have, before whatever happened.

Or maybe that's entirely my rationalization. Maybe he was completely secure in his masculinity, and he just enjoyed humiliating me like this. Maybe it was just that it was sexier to watch a smart, capable woman descend into depravity on your cock, rather than some dumb bimbo - he'd rewired Grace and Penny's heads, too, and seemingly selected them based on intelligence.

Either way, he kept fucking me like that, just ramming away, as he explained how I was his total inferior, his jerkoff aid, his set of wet holes. I nodded, moaned, and came, losing myself in the moment, deciding it was better to let his words wash over me than actually listen to them.

Humiliation made the arousal worse, after all, and those words were definitely humiliating.

When he finally blew one last load in my cunt, he just released my head, letting me hit my desk like a sack of potatoes. My tits cushioned my fall, but my general durability did a better job, as I just laid there, trembling in the afterglow of an intense fucking, while he casually pulled out of me.

My whole body was caked in sweat. My breathing was ragged, not from exertion or asphyxia, but from the sheer intensity of emotions that were still running through me. My pulse was pounding in my ears, while my pussy just kept dribbling his juices and mine out.

I listened as he just shoved his dick into Penny's mouth, making the other girl clean him off. I could hear the wet noises of his cock penetrating her throat, her hot little moans and hums around his dick, as she strained to make absolutely sure he was cleaned off. She was doing her level best, totally happy to slurp and suck on his dick after rimming him while he fucked another woman.

He finally popped his cock out of Penny's mouth. She let out a faint little whine, like she was really loving blowing him - not that I could blame her, really. "Get dressed, you two," he said, and the three of us quickly did exactly that.

I was still horny enough that pulling on my clothes felt obscenely stimulating, the sensation of my panties suddenly clinging to my cunt, my clit throbbing against them, the feeling of sharp nipples poking into my bra - it all sent quiet little pulses of pleasure through my body. It had a certain discomfort to it, but I managed. It wasn't like I had a choice.

Once we were all dressed, Theo decided we would carpool our way home - and he brought me with him into the back seat, leaving Penny to drive.

Intellectually, I knew that we were about to have sex in the back seat. Obviously. There was just no way that anything else was going to happen. Yet, I managed to try to convince myself that maybe he just wanted to hold my hand or talk to me or something like that.

Has he ever talked to me? Have we ever had a real conversation, or is it just sex sex sex?

If you count him degrading you verbally, we have had a couple 'real' conversations. At least in the sense that his dick wasn't currently inside you.

He sat on the passenger side, which I'd have assumed was so that he could switch talking to me and Penny. He pushed the seat in front of him forward, and I just quietly watched, able to guess what was coming. He just pointed to the space produced, the empty little hole behind the chair. My clit throbbed in quiet humiliation as I stared at him. "You may be the boss at work, Darla, but once the work day is over, I'm the boss," he explained. I nodded quietly. "So, when I point there, what do you think I want you to do?"

Even as he lectured me, acting like the most tyrannical, petty, micromanaging asshole of a boss, I could tell he was getting off on it. He wasn't actually annoyed - if anything, he was happy. The fact that I hadn't immediately obeyed gave him the excuse to grind me under his boot. I swallowed. "I think you want me to get on my knees in front of you and suck your cock."

"So why aren't you doing that?"

He wasn't giving me orders, which I would have to obey. He was prompting me. He wants to test how compliant you are, after your attempted escape earlier. The whole point of this - of the constant flood of endorphins for humiliation and submission - is to make you his eager submissive.

"S-sorry," I said at last. I unbuckled my seatbelt and got into position, crawling in front of him. Even with the seat pushed forward, there still wasn't much space for me.

In that familiar, fucked up way, it made it better: if it had been comfy, that would have implied him being considerate. Instead, he was being a sadistic asshole, which made this humiliating. I pulled out his cock, the hard length bursting free into the open air, and I quietly leaned forward, sucking on just the tip for a moment. Tasting him. His flavor was familiar and salty, and I could almost close my eyes and imagine he was somebody else - except that my hand slid down in between my thighs, pulling up my skirt and shoving itself into my panties.

He grinned at the show, leering down at me, obviously loving seeing me on my knees like this. I felt heat hit my cheeks.

There was something judgmental about his gaze. It wasn't just that he found it sexy that I was kneeling and sucking his dick (I'd hope any guy I blew found it sexy - what was the alternative, he found it disgusting?), it was that he considered me doing this to lower my position in the world. A minute ago, I wasn't kneeling in the car with his dick in my mouth, and I was a higher sort of being. Now, I had his cock past my lips while my fingers quietly played with my cunt, and I was a lower sort of being.

He wants you to think that way, too. That's why he forces you to read and listen to that misogynistic smut. He wants you to agree that you being his cocksocket makes you inferior.

That thought actually pushed me over the edge, and I moaned around his cockhead, pleasure racing up my spine as my eyelashes fluttered. He grinned at that, then grabbed my head, pushing me down his length. I gagged on his cock as it got forced ever deeper down my throat, my whole body spasming as tears formed in my eyes - but he just got more insistent in reply, both hands gripping my skull as he shoved his dick all the way down my throat, letting out a groan of delight at the feeling of burying himself to the base inside my mouth.

I imagine it felt really good for him, having his cock get milked by my choking, gagging throat. Of course, I can't exactly argue that it felt bad for me: I was frantically masturbating at the same time, and my arousal was at a fever pitch, my clit throbbing as it ground against my palm, my mouth slobbering and choking all over his dick.

Theo turned his gaze away from me up and up to Penny. "Are you, nnn, happy for Darla?"

"Yes!" Penny chimed in immediately. "She seemed really, um, unsure about being a sub earlier this week. You know, all nervous and stuff. It's kind of crazy to think that a woman like her could be nervous about anything, but I get it. I'm happy that you're embracing your true self, Darla!"

At that, I came again. Theo was so good at humiliating me. He was creating a purpose-constructed reality, where I was just a natural submissive, and he was reinforcing that reality with Penny and Grace as his co-conspirators.

Human beings are social creatures. We look to the people around us for guidance on how the world does and should work - and here was Theo, telling me that the way the world did and should work was that attractive, intelligent women like myself should kneel and suck men like him. Penny and Grace backing him up like a Greek chorus just added to the effect.

It's not that I ever quite thought Maybe I am just delusional. Not even in a more incoherent, mushy-brained sense. Something had to be wrong with me, after all, even if I wasn't sure that it was Theo's fault. It's more that Penny and Grace helped to create an impression of this all being totally normal and acceptable. If you live in an authoritarian state, it's easy to accept that reality; if all your neighbors tell you that's how the world should be, it's easy to believe that reality.

And I was a little busy coming and choking on Theo's cock to argue with either of them.

I came again, wet moans choked off by his cock, saliva flying out of my mouth and splashing against the seat and his thighs. My eyes peeled back in their sockets as he kept me down there, casually choking me as I came - only once I was done coming did he finally pull me off.

I actually whined. It was an instinctive action, but it was my natural response, when his cock left my mouth. I can't come when his cock isn't inside me. I want to come again. He used his grip on my head to turn me up to look at him, and I stared up at him with pleading, pathetic, tear-streaked eyes. I'm sure I looked like a mess, and I could see as his cock pulsed in response to the show I was putting on for him, whimpering pathetically at having his dick removed from my mouth.

"Isn't it better when you accept your holes are meant for me to use, Darla? Whenever, and however, I want. You were all recalcitrant when we got into the car, but now you're happy," he explained to me, like you might to a child. Degrading me is part of the point. "And earlier, when you got naked and bent over, but chickened out at the last moment - but you ended up grinding against the desk and begging for cock, didn't you?"

"Y-yes," I got out, feeling my cheeks hot as I admitted it. He was right. It was totally fucked up in every way, but he was right. He hadn't forced me to stop establishing boundaries - I'd stopped putting them up. I'd been so worried about being forced into all of this, I hadn't considered that I was a co-conspirator in my own degradation, my own desperate cunt leading me to plead and simper and beg.

My whole body jerked at that realization, but it wasn't an orgasm. I was being edged, given his cock wasn't in my mouth, and I let out a pathetic whimper of need as I trembled there. "Penny," Theo said, "once you accepted you were a super submissive slut for me, did that make you happier?"

"Definitely happier!" Penny agreed immediately. "Darla, there's really no reason to be shy about it. It's just sex! Really, really good sex!" She said it so sincerely and encouragingly, it was easy to believe her. To let her view of the situation override my own.

Maybe I would be happier if I stopped resisting. He's nice to Penny, outside of the bedroom, but he bullies me constantly. Maybe it's because I'm bad. Those thoughts came from the fact that I was still edging myself, still brainlessly masturbating on the edge of ecstasy, while my cunt just quietly twitched around nothing, desperate for an orgasm, whimpering softly as I ground my hips against my hand.

"So why don't you just accept that deep down, Darla, you want a man to take control of you?" Theo asked me, his cock looming a mere inch from my face.

I don't know quite how to explain it. It wasn't the same sort of beaten down and exhausted that it had been earlier - I'd been working hard like an hour ago, in the zone with something I loved to do. But here, now, grinding against my hand, having repeatedly been bullied for failing to submit quickly enough... I said it. "Yes, Theo. I want you to dominate me." The words weren't forced out from his power over me, they were just my own desperate, needy cunt making the decisions for my brain, combined with some part of my rational mind suggesting that submission might make me happier.

At that, I was rewarded with him slamming me down his cock, his whole length causing my throat to bulge. A wet glug escaped my throat as I was forced to deepthroat him again, and then I came, moaning around his cock as I looked up at him through fluttering eyes.

He grinned down at me, triumphant, as he held me in his pelvis. "That's a good bitch. Everything is better when you're submissive and compliant, isn't it?" He prompted, and I nodded around his cock, twisting it around in my throat.

He casually gathered my hair into an impromptu ponytail (even though he'd been the one to make me stop wearing one), and started to fuck my face. He wasn't gentle with me, but it didn't really matter. I gagged at the severity of the thrusts, the brutality of his facefuck, but I took it, and I masturbated, and I came.

"This is what will make you happy, Darla," he told me, as he continued to abuse my mouth and throat. "Being a good, submissive, cocksocket for your man." I nodded dumbly, my mind basically pulped by arousal. Hot, wet breaths spilled out of my lips whenever his cock wasn't in my throat. "This is what you want." I nodded again, going along with his words, letting them wash over me.

I surrendered. I thought to myself, Maybe it wouldn't be that bad, if I genuinely became his sub. I get to come a lot, and I still have my job. His grip on my ponytail continued to pump me up and down his cock, but I got used to it quickly at that point, my gag reflex fading away, as I frantically masturbated. One hand slipped under my shirt to start groping my breast, while the other continued its frantic work in my cunt. I stared up at him with dull, lidded eyes, as he just brutally fucked my face, the car occasionally sliding from side to side as Penny drove us both home.

"Glug glug glug," was the only thing I was capable of saying at that point, just getting brutally facefucked in that position. My brain felt like it was melting out of my cunt as I let myself be used that way, just accepted his abuse of my mouth like that.

I was masturbating the whole time, of course. I didn't have a choice, and I leaned into it. I let myself drift away into a deep, deep variation of subspace, my brain slowly shutting off all higher thoughts as I was turned into Theo's cocksocket. His masturbation aid.

"That's a good bitch," Theo breathed out, as I glugged on his dick. "This is where you belong. You can be a boss at your work, but the moment you're off, you should offer me your holes," he told me. He didn't even make me, but I nodded my assent, making him laugh. One of his hands reached down for my breast - the one I wasn't playing with - groping it through my top. "Just a living fleshlight for your man." Once more, I nodded, drool slipping out of my mouth, dripping down into my cleavage. It slowly slithered down into my bosom, and I just took it, eyelashes fluttering as I lost myself in the moment.

Theo had a surprising degree of sexual endurance, honestly. I guess he'd been constantly fucking for the past week, but still - he managed to throatfuck me the whole way home without missing a beat. I only realized we were back at my apartment building when Penny turned off the car. "We're here, you two," she said, with a friendly voice - like she was telling us to stop playing video games so we could leave and head up.

"Yeah," Theo grunted, continuing to brutally fuck my face as he spoke. "You should head up to the apartment and get changed into your maid uniform. Darla was looking forward to seeing you in it."

I couldn't exactly argue with his statement, but Penny let out a small noise of pleasant surprise. "You were?! Ooo, Darla! Get a little daring, right? It's fun! I think it's okay for you to be the mean bitch boss to me, since I'm employed as your fuckmaid now," she explained.

"Go," Theo repeated.

Penny went. She probably didn't even have a choice. The door to the car slammed shut, leaving me there, getting brutally throatfucked in an increasingly hot car - Theo hadn't thought about the fact that Penny had already turned the car off. If he had, he didn't care.

We were alone again. "Gluk gluk gluk," was all I could say, by way of response to his rough use of my throat.

"You're getting facefucked in the parking lot of your own building, Darla," he told me, a sadistic grin on his lips. "Anybody could come by and see you like this."

I came at that point. I went cross-eyed with pleasure, and he just slammed me down into his pelvis, holding me in place, choking me on his cock like that. He let out a long, low groan, as he blew his load straight down my throat.

Once he was finished, he pulled me off, panting softly. He laid there, holding me down in his pelvis, for quite some time longer - and then he finally peeled me up and off his dick. I whimpered because I'd been just about to come, but now couldn't, and he just laughed. "I know you love it," he told me. "What do you say?"

It only took me a second or so to realize what I ought to say. "Thank you for teaching me that I love being a man's masturbation aid." His dick pulsed in front of my face, and for a moment, I thought he was going to shove me back down - and I was horny enough, my hand still working over my cunt, that I hoped he would.

"So tempting," he told me, then finally tucked his dick away. "Let's head on up. Penny should be dressed now." I wobbled out of the car on my heels, my hair a mess, tears still streaking my cheeks, my clit throbbing against my panties. He casually grabbed my ass with one hand, tugging me into him. "Aren't you looking forward to an evening of fun with your boyfriend, now that you've accepted your nature?"

God help me, I nodded.

The next two chapters are available on my Subscribestar. You can access them at this link and this link for only $3. Chapters will be posted on Subscribestar two weeks in advance.

Visit and read more novel to help us update chapter quickly. Thank you so much!