Show of Power Part 3

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“That’s a good little bitch… You don’t want to be rescued, do you? You fucking enjoy this!”

Lia doesn’t respond, not until he thrusts deeper once again, urging a squeal from Lia once again, answering his question as he smirks. After the excitement of fucking her mere inches from one of the other members, he can feel his pleasures reaching their peak, getting close to cumming inside of Lia.

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“You’ve done this before, haven’t you? This isn’t a virgin’s pussy.”

The crude way he says it makes Lia reluctant to answer, but she eventually parts her lips to confess what she’s been doing.

“Yes… I have. The new trainees know how to keep secrets, so I…”

Lia feels a rough hand squeeze her waist even harder, silencing her little confession as she feels her hole fucked even harder.

“You a fucking disgusting little whore! You’re thinking about it right now, aren’t you? Being surrounded by them and having each of your holes ruined by their dicks!”

Lia shakes her head, trying to hide her shame from the man claiming her pussy, but deep down, his words only make her pussy ache for more attention, slicking his cock with her juices as his words encourage her arousal.

“I could get each of those fans outside lined up to abuse your pussy one by one…”

Lia lets out a cry, begging to her manager.

“No, don’t! I don’t want to fuck my fans, I don’t”

He smiles for a moment, teasing her even more.

“Oh? Then who do you want to fuck?”

His words hang in the air, and deep down, Lia knows the answer he wants, as well as the answer she knows is true.

“I… want to fuck you, Oppa…”

After her confession, Lia could feel his dick twitching in her tight hole as a response to her words, each thrust sending him closer to cumming inside of her pussy against her will. Lia didn’t attempt to hold back her terror, kicking her legs desperately, flailing around in her manager’s grip as she protested what was to come.

“P-please Oppa!! You’re going to get me fucking pregnant!! Please!!

Her desperate squeals only turned him on even more, and he collapsed down on top of her, leaving her no room to wriggle, effectively becoming his unwilling fleshlight as his moans grew louder.

“I don’t give a fuck, do you understand? We’ll give you a plan B, but you’re taking my fucking load inside of you.”

Her final squeals are cut short, his thrusting becoming so rough and intense that something else comes out instead. Lia’s lips part and a whorish moan escapes, only urging her manager on as he cries out in a final eruption of pleasure, Lia feeling his cum beginning to fill her pussy.

Her eyes snap open, her mouth hanging agape as nothing escapes, only her body spasms in a forced orgasm. Her manager can feel her legs trembling beneath him as his balls tense up, pulsing his thick, pent-up load into her waiting hole, filling her pussy with his vile cum.

Pulling back, he takes in the sight of Lia’s tight pussy, still spasming from her humiliating orgasm that he brought onto her. Giving her ass a harsh smack to keep her conscious, aware of her situation so she never forgets her new place beneath him, he continues to stare.

Having finished using her tight hole, her manager stands, smiling at his work in breaking her will this easily. Still, he wasn’t finished releasing these years of pent-up frustrations…

Grabbing a fistful of Lia’s hair, he pulled her from the floor, her eyes unable to focus on what’s happening, needing his hand to guide her to what he wants. Lia feels her manager’s thick cock press into her mouth once again, feeling the coils of submission wash over her once again, she obediently sucks on his dick. His pace quickens at a maddening rate, and he’s soon pounding his cock down her throat without mercy, listening to her pained gurgles of protest.

“That’s right, clean my fucking cock with your foul mouth!”

He doesn’t last, the feeling of absolute power was enough to send him over the edge, pulling back and watching his dick spasm in the air, stroking it as he paints Lia’s face with his load. Whether from her absent-minded state, or her inner sluttiness finally being released, he watches as Lia parts her lips, sticking out her tongue as he paints her face in the humiliation of becoming his personal fleshlight.

“That’s a good little bitch…”

He then let go of her hair, watching as Lia collapsed into a wet heap, her body spasming in residual pleasure.

Staring down at her broken form, the manager felt memories of how he had been treated by Lia flowing back. Moments of coldness between them mixed with how ungrateful she had been for his hard work. He had been treated like dirt, but now the tables had turned…

Lost in thought, focusing on how Lia had mistreated his generosity and kindness over the years, her manager wordlessly gripped his cock, stroking it a few times as he stood over her, a blank expression on his face. Lia looked up, her eyes struggling to focus on what’s above her, unable to properly see his face.

Before she’s able to focus, something wet splashes across her face, a steady stream of something hot, something… that tasted incredibly foul as it slipped into her mouth.

Desperately trying to confirm her fears, Lia narrowed her eyes, blinking back each time she felt the liquid hit her eyes. After a few moments, she saw him clearly, her manager gripping his cock, a thick stream of yellow liquid spraying from it and onto her face and body.

“I’ve been holding this back for a fucking while now. Enjoy your shower, bitch.”

His tone was cold and uncaring, but his face had a sadistic grin across it. He savoured the sight of the bitch of a woman he had been lusting after all this time, now leaking his cum from her overfucked pussy and her foul mouth, his piss splashing across her pristine body, tainting her with his perversion.

The stream was relentless, covering her face and dripping down across her chest, soaking into the floor. After a few moments of sadistic pleasure, her manager’s flow stopped, and he slowly tucked his dick back into his pants, admiring the sight beneath him. The two stayed there in silence, both processing what had happened between them as the moments ticked on.

After having admired her overfucked and broken state, the manager smacks Lia’s face to wake her from whatever trance she was lost in. Lia let out a surprised yelp, but understood the silent order well enough to sit upright, staring off into space.

“Get ready, you’re about to perform.”

For a moment, Lia imagined a myriad of disgusting scenarios that he would likely put her through, but then remembered the crowd waiting outside, and that he meant it more literally. She nodded meekly, rising from the floor as she straightened out her skirt.

“You’d better fucking clean yourself up first. Unless you want to go out looking like a cumslut of course…”

Looking down, Lia snapped back to reality, remembering how she had been showered in cum and piss, and slowly walked over to a nearby sink. She patted herself down as best as she could before getting changed into a duplicate outfit, and looked over to the manager. He shook his head, pointing towards his own cheek, prompting Lia to touch her own. It was slick with a mixture of his piss and cum, and she turned back to the sink with an embarrassed look on her face.

“Not so fucking fast, bitch.”

Lia froze on the spot, not wanting to anger him.

“You’re not using that sink any more, lick yourself clean.”

Turning to face him, a grimace came across her face, but she knew there was no way of getting out of this. Hesitating for a moment, Lia brought her fingers to her face, wiping some of the fluids up and slowly bringing her fingers to her lips.

“Yes, Oppa…”

A smug grin crept across the manager’s face at her words, and he watched in glee as she reluctantly lapped up the mess he had made across her face. He wasn’t about to let the sight go to waste either, he pulled out his half-hard cock once again, stroking it as Lia licked up her mess. The presence of his cock made her clean herself faster, and he could even make out a few moans of enjoyment from her as she licked her fingers clean.

Standing there with pride, Lia smiled at the manager as he stroked his cock candidly, showing off a job well done. However, he wasn’t pleased with her work quite yet.

Without a word, he stopped stroking his cock, which was now dripping with precum, and snapped his fingers while pointing down to it. Lia looked down to follow his finger, hungrily eyeing up his pulsing dick before following his orders. She knelt on the ground, taking the tip into her mouth and sucked gently. It only took a few moments for him to explode in her mouth, filling it and spreading the last of his cum across her tongue. Lia eagerly sucked harder, almost as if drinking his thick cum through a straw, and then pulled back once the flow had finished.

She looked up at the manager, smiling before she opened her mouth, swirling her tongue around to play with his load. He smiled down, watching as she closed her lips, then let out a lewd swallowing sound and showing off her empty mouth.

“Well done. Now come on, you’d better get moving.”

She smirked under his commanding gaze, rising from the floor and obediently turning towards the door. Taking a step forward, the manager reeled his hand back to place a harsh spank across her pert ass, watching as Lia yelped in surprise, relishing the sight of his ultimate fantasy bending to his will. He watched as she left for the sage, sinking down onto a nearby sofa, letting himself slowly take in what had just happened, and all of what was to come.

Going out on stage, Lia’s mind was filled with the constant swirling images of what she had done. It was a dizzying sensation of having the entire ordeal thrown at her over and over again, yet she tried desperately to push it away and focus on her performance.

“Lia, are you alright…?”

One of the other members showed concern, but that was the signal for Lia to finally push it all away. In a moment that took an incredible amount of willpower, Lia looked up from the floor and gave her other members a smile, stepping forward to take her position.

As she passed by them, the other members all flinched in response to Lia’s odour. It was a vile mix of the manager’s usual stench, only there was another smell there as well, the reek of sex. They each looked at Lia in bewilderment, trying to process what had actually happened to cause her to be in this state, but as the performance approached, they each had to push it aside as well.

The music took hold and the crowd began cheering in unison while the girls performed. Lia’s tired, aching body struggled to keep up with the show, but things were thankfully dying down, and images of what she had done began flooding her thoughts once again. Lia knew that she would have to return through those doors once again, and the manager would be there waiting for her, and she felt a tinge of excitement at the thought.

Realising how deep her perversions had now sunk, she imagined her new Oppa’s possessive touch, smiling faintly at the thought of him taking her once again. In the midst of her fantasy, the performance had come to a close, and each of them struck a pose near the stage’s edge, waving down to their fans.

It only lasted a few moments, but as Lia looked down, her smile melted away into an empty expression of dread. One of the fans beneath her was staring directly up her skirt, his eyes wide with lust, and a phone’s camera flash blinking in his hand. Lia paid attention to the sensation across her thighs for the first time, and realised that she never took her panties back, and her Oppa’s cum was steadily leaking from her tight hole.

Reeling back in shock, Lia didn’t have a chance to protest before the fan sank back into the crowd, and her time on stage had come to an end. With so much going on in her head, Lia felt her world spinning in a wild mess, that is until she stepped through that door, seeing her Oppa waiting. Her smile returned, and almost as if she was in a trance, Lia made her way over to his side, walking along with him as a possessive hand took hold of her waist.

“That’s my good little Princess.”

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