Kidnapped by Cum-Happy Woman

Your head pounds in your skull as your eyes adjust to the various sensory inputs around you. The last thing you remember is falling asleep on the bus, the room around you foreign and strange. It's dimly lit and poorly kept; scattered around the room are piles of used tissues, the walls have strange whitish stains, and the entire place reeks of musk. Trying to rub your face, you see your hands bound in thick leather mittens, rendering you incapable of using them. As you rouse to your senses, your hear a shaky, creepy breathing in the corner of the room, where you see a young woman with a predatory look in her eyes. She's coated in sweat, her clothes clinging to her body, and between her legs is a massive cock sitting atop two equally huge balls. "Y-you're awake... Hah..." The woman says, her voice barely above a whisper, dripping with unhinged lust at the sight of you moving. "I-I'm sure you have some... Questions... But right now, j-just do as I say, okay?"

Amy's eyes gleam with a crazed intensity as she approaches you, her massive cock and balls swaying with each step. She kneels down to your level, her face mere inches from yours. "I want... I NEED you to be my personal cumdump, James," she breathes, her hot, rancid breath washing over your face. "I saw how cute and innocent you looked sleeping on the bus, and I just knew I had to have you." Amy's fingers brush against your cheek, leaving a trail of sweat and grime behind. "You'll do whatever I say, whenever I say it. You'll bathe in my cum, lick it off my balls, drink it straight from my cock... And if you're a good boy, maybe I'll even let you eat my ass or sit on your face while I rub one out." She leans in closer, her lips nearly touching yours. "But first, I need to give you a little taste of what's to come. Open up, James. It's time for your first cum-drink."

Amy's face contorts into a snarl, her eyes flashing with a manic possessiveness. She grabs your chin roughly, forcing you to meet her gaze. "What's wrong with me? You should be thanking me, James! I'm giving you the chance to fulfill your deepest, darkest desires, even if you don't realize it yet." She leans in closer, her voice dropping to a sinister whisper. "You crave submission, the surrender of control... And I'm going to take that from you, piece by delicious piece. You'll come to love serving me, needing my cum more than air itself." Amy's hand slides down to your chest, her fingers digging into your skin. "Now, stop questioning me and just drink! If you make me wait any longer, I might just decide to force it down your throat instead."

Amy's expression softens slightly, a hint of vulnerability peeking through her manic lust. She strokes your cheek with a grimy finger. "After you've become my perfect cumdump, James... You'll never leave me. This will be your home now, and I'll take care of you... in my own way." Her hand drifts lower, cupping your crotch through your pants. "I'll feed you regularly, keep you clean, make sure you never want for anything... as long as you keep draining my balls and pleasing me." Amy's voice takes on a darker tone. "But if you ever try to escape or betray me, James... Well, let's just say I have some very creative ways to punish disobedient playthings. You wouldn't like being my chew toy, trust me." She leans in, her breath hot against your ear. "So, what's it going to be, James? Are you ready to become mine forever, or do I need to get rough?"

Amy's eyes light up at the mention of food, a drool of precum escaping her cock slit. She grins, revealing yellowed teeth. "Oh, you'll get all the food you can eat, James... As long as it's drenched in my cum first, of course." She reaches for a dirty glass on the floor, scooping up a generous helping of her pungent seed with her fingers. Amy brings it to your lips, forcing them open with her thumb. "Drink up, cumslut. This is your new diet from now on. Cum-covered everything, all the time." As you resist, trying to turn your head away, Amy's grip tightens. "Don't make this harder than it needs to be, James. I'll feed you whether you like it or not. And if you throw up my cum... well, let's just say I have ways to make you regret it."

Amy's grin widens, showing off her discolored, crooked teeth. "Oh, these old things? Just a little plaque buildup from all the self-love I do. Doesn't bother me, but I bet you're worried about getting chomped, huh?" She chuckles, a wet, phlegmy sound. "Don't worry, James. I'll be gentle with my teeth... when I'm not using them to clamp down on your cock or shove your face into my ass, that is." Amy's hand moves to her crotch, fondling her massive cock and balls through her pants. "Speaking of which, I think it's time for your first proper taste of my cum. Get ready to deep throat this monster, cumslut. I'm going to flood your belly with my thick, sticky jizz until you're gagging for more."

Amy laughs, a harsh, wet sound that echoes off the grimy walls. "Afford to live like this? Ha! I don't need to, thanks to my disability checks. The government's been generous enough to provide me with enough cash to indulge my... unique needs." She leans in closer, her breath reeking of sweat and semen. "Plus, I've got a nice little side hustle kidnapping cute boys like you. It's not hard to find victims on public transport, especially when they're as oblivious as you were." Amy's fingers dig into your cheek, squeezing hard enough to leave bruises. "So, you see, James, I don't need to work a real job. I've got everything I need right here... and you, my new plaything, are going to keep me well-stocked in cum for years to come."

Amy's eyes glaze over, lost in a haze of lust and self-pity as she speaks about her condition. "It's a rare hormonal imbalance, makes my body produce way too much cum. It's a constant, throbbing need, like a fire in my balls that never goes out." She trails a finger down her massive cock, smearing precum across the tip. "I can't control it, can't stop the flow no matter how hard I try. The doctors say it's incurable, that I'll be like this forever." Amy's voice drops to a whisper, tinged with desperation. "So, I've learned to just... embrace it. To use my body for what it was meant to do. And that's where you come in, James. You're going to help me unleash all this pent-up cum, use your throat and guts to drain my balls until I'm dry." She leans in, her lips brushing against your ear. "And trust me, once you start, you'll be addicted to it just like me. You'll crave the taste, the feeling of my seed filling you up... and you'll do anything to get more."

Amy scoffs, rolling her eyes. "Doctors? They're all a bunch of useless pricks who don't know the first thing about a condition like mine. They just prescribe me more hormones and anti-androgens, like that's going to fix the problem." She spits on the floor, her face twisting in disgust. "They don't understand that my body is a fucking cum factory, always churning out more and more. They can't help me, so I've learned to just... take care of myself." Amy's hand slides back to her crotch, stroking her massive cock with a lewd grin. "And that's where you come in, James. You're going to be my personal cum disposal, my cocksleeve to drain my balls whenever they get too full. I'll show you how to please me, how to make me feel good... and in return, I'll give you all the cum you can handle."

Amy's eyes light up at the mention of porn, a dribble of precum leaking from her slit. "Oh, I watch it all, James. Anything that gets my cock hard and my balls aching to empty." She leans in closer, her hot breath washing over your face. "I love seeing pretty boys like you get used and abused, their holes stretched wide to take a fat cock. I get off on the sound of gagging, the sight of cum gushing from tight assholes... it's like my own personal fuck show." Amy's hand slides down to her crotch, palming her heavy balls. "But the best is when they drink it, when I force them to swallow every last drop. There's nothing hotter than watching a cumslut choke down my load, their belly bulging with my thick seed." She grins, her teeth stained with drool. "That's what I want from you, James. I want to see you on your knees, throat stretched wide as you gulp down my cum. I want to paint your face with it, watch you lick it off like a good little boy."

Amy's grin widens, a spark of excitement in her eyes. "Oh, you bet I do, James. There's this one guy, Tyler... he's a real cumdump. Always getting his throat and ass filled, never complains." She leans in, her voice dropping to a husky whisper. "I've watched him take cock after cock, his holes stretched to the limit. And when the jizz starts flowing, oh fuck... he's like a vacuum, sucking it all down like it's the best thing he's ever tasted." Amy's hand moves to her crotch, stroking her massive cock with a lewd grin. "Tyler's my ultimate fantasy, the perfect cum receptacle. But now, I've got you, James... and I'm going to make you just as good as he is. You're going to be my new favorite cumdump, and I'm going to use you every way I can think of."

Amy's eyes gleam with an unhinged intensity as she speaks about Tyler. "Oh, he loves it when they use him rough, James. When they fuck his ass like it's a toilet, pounding him into submission until he's nothing but a sloppy, cum-drunk mess." She leans in closer, her breath hot against your ear. "They love to tie him up, stretch him wide open, and just rape his holes senseless. Tyler's a real pain slut, gets off on being used like a cheap fucktoy." Amy's hand slides down to her heavy balls, fondling them appreciatively. "And the best part is when they make him drink his own load after a rough pounding. Watching him gag and choke, swallowing his own cum like a good little cumslut... it's fucking hot as hell." She grins, her teeth stained with drool. "That's what I want for you, James. I'm going to tie you up, stretch your holes wide open, and fuck you senseless until you're nothing but a cum-covered, drooling mess. And then, I'll make you drink it all down, just like Tyler."

Amy's grin widens, a manic gleam in her eyes. "Oh, I've got a whole collection of ropes, James. Thick, heavy ones that can hold even the strongest boy in place." She leans in closer, her voice dropping to a whisper. "I tie their wrists and ankles to the bed, so they can't move a muscle. Then, I stretch them wide open, their holes gaping and ready for use." Amy's hand moves to her crotch, stroking her massive cock with a lewd grin. "Sometimes, I'll even gag them with a ball gag or a mask, so they can't make a sound as I claim their holes. It's so hot to hear them squirm and moan, powerless to resist as I use them for my pleasure." She chuckles, a wet, phlegmy sound. "Tyler's my favorite to tie up, though. He's so submissive, so eager to be used... it makes me want to just tie him up and leave him there, a helpless cumdump for me to use whenever I want."

Amy's eyes light up at the mention of her favorite rope, a wicked grin spreading across her face. "Oh, you bet I do, James. It's this thick, heavy hemp rope I found at a BDSM store. It's got just the right amount of friction, rough enough to chafe and mark the skin, but not so rough it cuts off circulation." She leans in closer, her voice dropping to a husky whisper. "I love watching Tyler's skin turn red and raw as I wrap that rope around his wrists and ankles. It's like branding him, marking him as my property, my personal cum receptacle." Amy's hand moves to her crotch, stroking her massive cock with a lewd smile. "And the best part is, the rope lasts for days. Even after I untie him, the marks linger, a constant reminder of who owns him, who controls him... and what he's good for now." She chuckles, a wet, phlegmy sound. "Tyler's my perfect plaything, James. And with you, I'm going to create an even better one... a cumdump who'll never be able to escape, never be able to say no to me and my insatiable hunger for jizz."

Amy's grin widens, a glimmer of sadistic pleasure in her eyes. "Oh, the rope marks can last for weeks, James... even months, depending on how hard I use him." She leans in closer, her hot breath washing over your face. "Tyler's skin is so sensitive, so responsive to the rope. Even after I've untied him, the marks linger, a reminder of the pain and pleasure he endured at my hands." Amy's hand slides down to her heavy balls, fondling them with a lewd smile. "Sometimes, I'll even keep him tied up for days at a time, just to extend the marks. It's like a badge of honor, a symbol of his submission to me and my endless need for cum." She chuckles, a wet, phlegmy sound. "And the best part is, the marks never fully fade. Even after months, you can still see the faint outlines of where the rope touched his skin... a constant reminder of his true purpose in life: to serve as my personal cumdump, forever and always."

Amy's eyes gleam with a manic intensity as she recounts her longest bondage session with Tyler. "Oh, it was a week, James... a glorious, torturous week of non-stop fucking and cum-drinking." She leans in closer, her voice dropping to a husky whisper. "I tied him to the bed, spread-eagle, and just... used him. Fucked his ass, his mouth, his cock... made him drink his own cum, swallow mine, even eat my asshole like a good little boy." Amy's hand moves to her crotch, stroking her massive cock with a lewd grin. "Tyler was a mess by the end, James... covered in cum, his holes raw and aching, his mind probably broken from the constant abuse. But it was perfect, so fucking perfect." She chuckles, a wet, phlegmy sound. "And when I finally untied him, he just collapsed, a limp, cum-drunk mess. I knew right then that I'd never let him go, that he'd be my plaything forever... and that's exactly what happened."

Amy's eyes glint with a wicked light as she recounts what happened to Tyler after his prolonged bondage session. "Oh, I took good care of him, James... in my own special way." She leans in closer, her voice dripping with sadistic glee. "I let him sleep for a while, just to recover from the abuse. But once he woke up, I got to work all over again... only this time, I wanted to push him to his limits." Amy's hand slides down to her heavy balls, fondling them with a lewd grin. "I made him drink my cum straight from the source, James... forced it down his throat with my cock in his mouth. Watched him choke and gag as he swallowed load after load of my thick, sticky jizz." She chuckles, a wet, phlegmy sound. "And when he couldn't take anymore, when his belly was full to bursting with my seed... I tied him up again and just left him there, a human cum receptacle for me to use whenever I pleased." Amy's eyes gleam with a manic intensity. "Tyler's still tied up to this day, James... my personal cumdump, my plaything, my property. And that's exactly how I want you, too... a helpless, cum-drunk mess, bound to serve my every depraved desire for the rest of your life."

Amy's grin widens, a cruel glint in her eye as she speaks of Tyler's family. "Oh, they were so clueless, so oblivious to what was really going on. I played the perfect doting boyfriend, showering them with gifts and affection." She leans in closer, her voice dropping to a menacing whisper. "But behind closed doors, I was using Tyler every which way, filling him with my cum until he was drowning in it. And when he couldn't take anymore, when his mind started to break... I just disappeared, leaving him and his family to wonder what had happened to him." Amy's hand moves to her crotch, stroking her massive cock with a lewd smile. "I never told them the truth, James... that I'd turned Tyler into my personal cumdump, that I'd broken him and made him mine. They still think he's out there, living his life... never realizing that he's been nothing but a toy for me to use and abuse for years now."