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A Cocooned Ladybug	By : sexdottxt Category: +M through R > Miraculous LadyBug Views: 1320 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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In the time between the next two weeks, Marinette did more than just fight akuma as Ladybug. She also searched far and wide for this John guy. Asked people around who the owner of that building was, what he was about, looked for any and all personal information. But the only thing she could find was that the owner was a totally unrelated woman and no personal info could be found on her.
The fated day came a lot sooner than she would have liked. As nightfall came, Marinette went back to the building. She knocked on the door. As expected, John opened up the door with a smile on his face.
"Hi..." he said longingly, like he was in love with her.
"Let's just get this over with!" she said, moving in past him.
"I'm glad to see you're so enthusiastic about it."
She didn't dignify that remark and instead went to the same room. He came in there with her and shut the door behind him. He was just staring at her dreamily.
She folded her arms. "Well? What is it this time?"
He dropped his pants, he was as big as ever. "This time, we're going to spice things up a little bit."
She blushed at seeing him so exposed again. That wasn't the only problem either, her twat actually ached at his lewd suggestion, even though she didn't know what he wanted with her this time. But she kept her cool.
Then he said, "Get down on your knees."
Marinette swallowed a lump in her throat. She knew exactly what he wanted now. She had a mind to kick him right there.
"Give me a good reason to do just that," she said. "And not humiliate you on camera."
"Do you need a reminder?" he said, holding out the device. She remembered what he said. One press of the button and it would be all over the world. This time she had a mind to try and snatch it from his hand. But then he held it away from her.
His thumb was hovering over the button, taunting her. One wrong move and it would be all over. She had no choice.
With the camera behind her, Marinette complied, getting down on her knees so that only her back was visible to it. But John had other ideas. "No, I want you to look at the camera this time."
He took a position away from her so that his side was visible to it. Still on the floor, she turned around and looked at his penis. It's size and standing up with arousal, it almost seemed like it was mocking her as much as he was.
Closing her eyes, she moved her face forward. She felt the heat from his prick getting closer and closer onto her face, that same hot smell was deep in her nose, that same familiar heat got in her body. When she opened her mouth, she felt that same heat on her tongue, it was almost enough to make her gag.
And then his cock was right in her mouth. It was only the bulbous head, but it was enough to stun her. Marinette made a muffled grunt at first, it felt like the end alone was filling up her whole mouth. She couldn't begin to imagine how she'd handle this whole thing down her throat.
Fortunately for her, this John wasn't as rough as she'd thought he'd be. "Ease into it hero. Move your head around and get a feel for it."
Marinette did as she was told. She did that for several minutes and never once did he move. He was just content to sit there and let her work him. She looked at the camera, knew she couldn't pretend he was Adrien now.
But while she was doing it, it became harder for her to think. She was very much aware of how much she was being humiliated by doing this, and yet a lewd feeling was swelling up in her body the more she wrapped her lips around his cockhead. Looking into the camera, she knew she had no choice but to take it.
He cradled the top of her head and she looked up at him. She knew that in her position, a dick straight in her mouth, the way he was looking back down on her, she must have looked so pathetic, a cute little fucktoy, exactly what so many guys wanted. "Now go down further. And don't forget to look at the camera while you do it."
By now, Marinette knew exactly what sort of person he was. But his words seemed so reassuring. She knew it was that he was being kind to her in spite of this degrading situation. Yet no matter how much she tried to will away her strange feelings, that didn't keep herself from relaxing a bit.
She told herself it would be fine if it would help her get through this faster. Going down on him further wasn't easy. She was already struggling to take his phallus into her mouth and now she had to go suck on him even further. She almost gagged when she first moved her head forward.
She instinctively moved her head back from the intensity of his hot dick inside of her mouth. Not looking away from the camera, she let it sit there on her tongue for a little bit, just resting a bit. Part of her hoped that maybe he was getting so turned on that he would have an impromptu nut and this ordeal would be over sooner than she expected.
But he reached down and cradled her cheek. She wouldn't look up at his obnoxious face, she knew the meaning behind him cupping her face well enough. He wanted her to step things up a notch.
She moved her head down again. In a way, she was glad that he was asking her to look into the camera. It was already humiliating enough that she was sucking him off, she didn't want to have to look at the rest of his dick.
Getting used to it, she moved her head back and then forth again. It still wasn't much, she knew there was still so much of him she had yet to suck. But she was adjusting herself. She hoped it wouldn't be too much longer before he came.
As she was going down on him, that horny feeling became worse. The dark feelings inside of her body were running wild, her nipples were sticking out and she was getting moist. She hated it, but she couldn't just ignore it either. She was so hot under her suit, if it wasn't for the indignity of her situation, she wouldn't have minded taking it off. It made it so difficult for her to focus on this fellatio.
Resolving to get it over with, she moved her head further down his shaft. She didn't care how it looked or how difficult it was, this situation was so perverted and degrading and she just wanted to finally get it over with. She felt like she was almost ready to gag from how big he was getting in her mouth, how he felt on her tongue. But she knew there was no other way.
She heard him gasp from the increased tempo of her blowjob. She looked up at him and his head was thrown back. She barely had time to think on that, not when she felt him getting even bigger in her mouth.
This time, she had to take his prick out of her mouth, she had no choice. There was a long strand of spit between his dick and her tongue. It felt so good to breathe again, but even then her whole mouth was still burning with the residual heat from his cock. She relished every breath she took.
John looked down at her. She had defied his earlier command. But he was so hard that he couldn't complain. Nor did he mind the look on her face. As she took in her breaths, her tongue was hanging out like a bitch. Her fellatio left something to be desired but she was slowly getting into it. Sometimes training a girl to be a fuck slut was better than her actually being a fuck slut.
More than anything, it was how red her cheeks were. He knew that part of her was getting off on it. He would give her exactly what she wanted.
While she closed her mouth, finally having come to terms with it, he toussled her hair again. She looked up at him.
"If you liked that much, there's plenty more to come." He saw a twinge of irritation in her eyes but nothing beyond that. Nothing like the fight she had come in here with the last few times, not even when she came here tonight.
And he'd make good on that last promise too. "Open wide." She didn't say a word, didn't waste any time, she just did as she was told.
Nor did she disappoint him. She went down on him at a steady pace from the start now. She wasn't going down all the way on his shaft but she wasn't being nervous like the last time she had begun moving her head back and forth. Looking at that camera, she didn't care anymore, it was chump change compared to everything she was going through right now. She figured this way, it would be over soon.
It would indeed. As she went down on him, she found a regular pace to it, she was better able to ignore the confusing feelings raging in her body. She wasn't doing much with her mouth beyond just using her lips. Her tongue felt good for him but it was only moving on the underside of his shaft. This time, he would make her step things up a notch.
Just as she was moving her head back, he grabbed her head and suddenly forced her down as far as she could go. Marinette almost gagged from the force of his penis being that deep in her mouth and then he moved her head back. Then forward again. He didn't stop there either, he also continually rammed her mouth at full force, sparing no thought for her comfort.
She was gagging on his dick. She couldn't look at the camera anymore, not with this python ramming her mouth. She was constantly grunting, the sounds in her mouth were so humiliating, she was so powerless, and yet he kept on doing it. She had a mind to get away from him now, consequences be damned, but he was holding onto her head so roughly that she just couldn't.
Then she heard him shout. Far louder than when she had jerked him off, she barely had time to recognize it, not when her whole mouth was filled up with cum. The first strong shots of his thick spooge shot right down her throat and then he kept nutting, filling her mouth up with semen. She couldn't even begin to guess how much jizz was getting in her mouth.
Time seemed like a blur. Then he suddenly pulled out of her mouth, a long strand of cum between the opening of his penis and her tongue. Exhausted, Marinette slumped over forward, gasping for air. Cum was pouring out of her mouth, she couldn't even think anymore, all she could do was try and deal with what had just happened to her.
When she finally regained her strength, she didn't know how much time had passed. She looked up at him. His pants were back up, his penis back where it belonged. Before she even knew it, a naughty thought raced through her head on how angry she was that it was gone. Part of her still longed to suck it.
Then it suddenly occurred to her that the nasty heat in her body was gone. Her mouth felt so violated but so good at the same time.
Did I just cum? She remembered overhearing Chloe talking about all the crazy sexual things she did, and while Marinette figured most of it was bullshit, she also wouldn't put it past Chloe to do half that stuff either. One of the things she really liked to talk about was how good it felt to suck dick, that if you did it well enough that you would get an oral orgasm.
"Stand up hero. Our time is over, don't you think? Or maybe you want more?"
She wouldn't dignify that with a response. She didn't trust herself to answer with as much fury as she wanted to. She didn't trust her body anymore either. She just got up and left.
That night, Marinette got to sleep surprisingly quickly. She was too exhausted to do anything. But in her dreams, she felt something strong pounding her mouth. She willingly moved her face forward, eager to take in as much as she possibly could. She didn't know what it was, she just wanted more. She felt so good.
Then she woke up. She was panting, her whole body was on fire. She was so wet.
She knew why. She looked at her clock. It hadn't even been an hour since she closed her eyes. And the fire burning inside of her was so much worse now.
Wasting no time, she dug her fingers deep into her twat and played with her tits. It felt good to give in, to submit to this dark desire. But as time went on, she still had yet to cum.
Memories of his dick plowing her mouth ravaged her mouth. Still playing with herself, she took her fingers slick with her pussy juice and put them into her mouth. Abandoning all pretense, she stuck her wet digits in her mouth so much she did gag, savoring the taste of her own juices.
And then fantasy became reality. The flavor of his cum fresh on her tongue replaced the taste of her pussy juice. Still frantically touching herself, she was suddenly beset by the strongest orgasm she had yet in the privacy of her bedroom.
She lay back on her pillow. All she could do was stare up at the ceiling, she was just as messed up as when he had actually jizzed in her mouth. She couldn't believe she just did that. But if this kind of self care is what it took to deal with his treatment, she could at least be okay with that much.
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