Chapter 16: First Oral Service – On My Knees
The dorm room felt smaller than ever that night.
Alex had barely slept after the beach trip and Aunt May's visit. The cage had been locked for nearly two weeks now—his meat rod shrunken to a humiliating nub inside the pink bars, constantly leaking, constantly denied. The maternal submission passive from Aunt May's corruption made every thought of her feel like a fresh wave of heat, and the taboo corruption multiplier turned those memories into something he craved more than air.
Emily had texted the roommates earlier: Emily: Tonight. 10 PM. Alex's first real oral service. He's going to kneel and thank each of you properly. No hands. Just mouth. He stays locked the whole time. Emily: Bring condoms if you want to be safe. But I know you won't.
They were all waiting when Alex and Emily arrived.
Jamal sat on the edge of his bed—sweatpants tented, arms crossed, smirking. Darius leaned against the wall—shirtless, jeans unbuttoned, bulge obscene. Malik sat in the desk chair—legs spread, jeans open, thick shaft already half-hard in his hand.
Emily closed the door—locked it—then turned to Alex.
"Strip, princess. Everything but the cage and anklet."
Alex obeyed—trembling fingers peeling off the crop top (bralette underneath, nipples diamond-hard), shorts sliding down (thong soaked, stockings clinging to his thighs, plumped ass jiggling as he stepped out). Long hair cascaded over his shoulders and back like a dark curtain. He dropped to his knees in the center of the room—naked except for the lingerie scraps and the gleaming pink cage.
Emily circled him—fingers trailing through his hair—then pushed his head forward gently.
"Start with Jamal. Crawl to him. Beg for his meat rod."
Alex crawled—anklet chiming softly—until he knelt between Jamal's spread thighs.
Jamal pulled his sweatpants down fully. His meat rod sprang free—thick, veined, heavy—already leaking at the tip.
Alex looked up—eyes glassy, voice high and breathy. "Please… Jamal. Let me suck you. I've been locked so long. I need to taste you. I need to serve."
Jamal chuckled—deep, rumbling. "Open wide, princess."
Alex parted his plump lips—tongue flicking out. He leaned forward—took just the head into his mouth—warm, salty, thick. He moaned around it—vibrations traveling up Jamal's shaft.
Jamal groaned—hand sliding into Alex's long hair—guiding him deeper slowly. "That's it. Take it like a good girl."
Alex bobbed—slow at first, then faster—lips stretching around the girth, tongue swirling under the head. Drool leaked from the corners of his mouth, dripping onto his budding breasts. The cage throbbed uselessly—pre-cum pooling on the floor beneath him.
Emily watched—fingers between her thighs—smiling. "Look at him. So eager. So pathetic."
Jamal's hips bucked—pushing deeper—hitting the back of Alex's throat. Alex gagged—tears pricking his eyes—but didn't pull back. He hollowed his cheeks—sucked harder—moaning high and desperate.
Jamal tensed—growled—then pulled out—stroked himself fast—came across Alex's face in thick, hot ropes. sticky white milksplattered his cheeks, lips, chin—dripping down onto his small tits.
Alex whimpered—tongue darting out to catch what he could.
Emily knelt beside him—scooped a drop with her finger—fed it to him. "Swallow, baby."
Alex did—eyes rolling back in bliss.
Emily kissed him—tasting Jamal on his tongue—then pushed him toward Darius.
Darius was already naked—meat rod in hand, stroking slowly.
Alex crawled again—hair dragging on the carpet—knelt between Darius's legs.
"Please… Darius. Use my mouth. I'm your sissy. I need your cum."
Darius grinned—grabbed Alex's hair—pulled him forward. "No hands. Just throat."
Alex opened—took him deep on the first try—gagging immediately but pushing through. Darius fucked his face—slow, deliberate thrusts—balls slapping Alex's chin.
Alex's eyes watered—drool pouring down his chest—cage leaking steadily. The denial made every thrust feel like heaven; the submission aura tripled the pleasure of being used.
Darius groaned—pulled out—aimed—came across Alex's tongue and lips—thick, bitter. Alex swallowed what landed in his mouth—then licked the rest from his lips—high, feminine moans escaping.
Emily laughed softly. "Such a greedy little cumslut."
Last was Malik.
Malik hadn't moved from the chair—legs spread wide, meat rod fully hard, thick and veined, glistening.
Alex crawled to him—slow, reverent—knelt between his thighs.
He looked up—tears and sticky white milkstreaking his face—voice soft, pleading. "Malik… please. Let me worship you. I've wanted this since the first day. Since you tugged my thong. I'm yours."
Malik's hand cupped Alex's chin—thumb brushing sticky white milkacross his lower lip.
"Show me."
Alex leaned in—took the head into his mouth—slow, worshipful. Tongue tracing every vein, swirling around the tip, then sliding down—deeper—until his nose pressed against Malik's groin.
Malik groaned—low, quiet—hand tightening in Alex's hair.
Alex bobbed—slow, deep—throat relaxing, taking him fully each time. Gagging softly—tears streaming—but never stopping. He hummed—vibrations making Malik's hips jerk.
Emily knelt behind Alex—reached around—pinched his nipples hard through the bralette. Alex moaned around Malik's meat rod—body shaking.
Malik's breathing grew ragged—then he pulled out—stroked once, twice—came across Alex's face and tongue—thick ropes painting his features.
Alex swallowed what he could—then licked his lips—eyes glassy, voice breaking.
"Thank you… all of you. Thank you for using my mouth. Thank you for keeping me locked. I love being your sissy."
The system chimed—loud, triumphant.
[Quest Complete: "First Oral Service – On My Knees"]
[Reward Granted: 1800 SP, Feminization Trigger (Lip Plumping – Stage 2), Oral Devotion (+50% arousal & skill from oral acts). Current SP Total: 8150 New Passive: sticky white milkHunger (Arousal doubles after swallowing or being marked with cum).]
Warmth flooded Alex's lips—swelling further, becoming impossibly soft and full—perfect meat rod-sucking pillows. The taste of all three roommates lingered on his tongue—addictive, intoxicating.
Emily pulled him into her lap—kissed him deep—tasting them all.
"You did so good, princess. Now clean up the floor with your tongue. Every drop."
Alex obeyed—dropping to all fours—ass up, cage dangling, tongue lapping his own pre-cum and stray sticky white milkfrom the carpet—high, needy moans escaping.
The roommates watched—smirking, satisfied.
Emily stroked his hair. "Tomorrow we go back to Aunt May's. And you're going to beg her to watch while they fuck her. While you stay locked and leak."
Alex whimpered—already hard again inside the cage.
"Yes, Mistress. Anything."
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