One evening after dinner Tom knocked on Janet's door.

“Oh good. I was just thinking of calling you.” Janet said. “I have an idea I think you're going to like. Follow me.” She took Tom's hand and lead him to her bedroom. They both stripped and Janet pushed him back on her bed. She climbed up on him and pushed his arms up to the headboard. She wrapped cuffs around his wrists that were already secured to the bed frame. Sitting on top of him she slid back and forth, rubbing her clit along the length of his hardening shaft.

She leaned over to her bedside table drawer and pulled out a pink sparkly vibrator. She placed it in Tom's mouth side ways, like a horse bit, then she picked up her cell phone from the table and told Tom to smile for a picture.

He responded with a muffled “Mmmff Hhhmmffff”.

Janet took the picture, laughed a little bit, and then started typing. Tom realized this visit to Janet's house had changed direction very fast. It was not at all what he had planned for.

“Hold still”, Janet said. She spoke out loud the words as she was typing. “Look. What. I. Found. Smiley face. Devil horns. Hands clapping…. And...send.” She set the phone down and looked back at Tom. He looked back at her with a deer caught in the headlights stare.

“We're going to have some fun.” She whispered. Tom let out a big sigh thru his nose, giving up any urge to resist.

Janet slid down to the foot of the bed, kneeled between Tom's legs, and started to lick his cock. When he was fully hard and getting a little twitchy, she moved to sucking his balls into her mouth one at a time. Eventually she moved up, took his whole cock into her mouth, and began the bobbing rhythm that she had learned would be certain to get him off. In just a few minutes he let out a groan just before shooting his load. Instead of swallowing like she usually did, Janet sucked on the head of his cock and caught all of his cum in her mouth. When Tom was done pulsing and his erection started to relax, Janet pulled her mouth up off his cock. She climbed up the length of his body, removed the vibrator from his mouth, and lowered her face to his. Their noses were almost touching and Janet paused, staring into his waiting eyes.

Tom had not been in this situation before, but knew there was going to be only one acceptable way to proceed. He slowly opened his mouth wide and waited, like a calm baby bird. Janet was pleased with his decision and paused briefly, letting him know that she was in control. At first Tom’s open mouth seemed simply compliant and accepting. The longer she made him wait the more his open mouth gave feelings of hunger and begging. Eventually she opened her lips and let a mixture of his cum and her saliva drip down into his mouth. It was an impressive amount of fluid. Tom could not tell how much from each of them made up the whole, but he knew very clearly where it was all going to go.

Tom kept his mouth open so that Janet could see just how full it was. She was quite please with it all. She picked up her phone and took another picture, this time a close up of Tom's face with sea of goo swirled in his mouth.

Janet put down the phone and whispered in his ear, “Now swallow.” She could feel Tom's cock jump and grow hard beneath her. Tom closed his lips and swallowed the full load. “Mmmm, Good boy.” She said. “I can feel beneath me that you liked that. Your twitching cock gives away your true feelings. I need you hard again because next it’s my turn.” She lifted her hips up, reached down with one hand, and guided Tom into her as she lowered back down. Both of them were wet and slippery by this point, and Janet dropped all the way down, burying him completely on the first stroke.

After a few rotations to stir him inside her, she settled into a slow rocking back and forth that allowed her to grind her clit against his body when she was low, and bring his cock head almost to her vaginal opening when she was high. Since Tom had just orgasmed she expected him to last for awhile, so she focused on slowly building her own pleasure.

Janet's eyes were closed as she was riding Tom, but she felt him getting extra harder and start to moan. She was not about to let him have another orgasm, so she stopped and froze. He held back and calmed down. Janet needed a way to suppress his desires while she satisfied herself. She grabbed the dirty thong she had removed just 10 minutes ago and stuffed it into Tom's mouth. She hoped that would take his mind off his own pleasure and allow himself to be used. He looked so good she took another picture, being sure to have the Victoria's Secret tag clearly showing.

Janet then set back to riding Tom's shaft for herself, but it was only two minutes later that Tom let loose with orgasm number two, before Janet had climaxed.

She glared at him. “I am very disappointed. You had one job here, to fuck me so that I could get off, and now you are shrinking to useless after your second orgasm. I will not be denied.”

Janet removed the spit soaked thong from his mouth and tossed it aside. She turned around carefully and backed onto Tom’s face. Tom’s second load of cum, a little smaller than the first, slowly oozed out of Janet’s vagina, ran down her inner labia, and dripped into Tom’s eager mouth. Janet adjusted her legs and then lowered her body down on to Tom’s face, making sure that she could slide far enough for him to reach all her most eager parts.

“Listen to me. I want your tongue and mouth doing everything your penis couldn’t. You have cum twice and now it is my turn. Get to work.”

Janet started rolling her pelvis so that her clit and vulva received good contact on Tom’s chin and mouth. She ground hard on him making it difficult for Tom to extend his tongue very far. Janet was careful to make sure Tom caught his breath now and then, but otherwise kept the pressure on. She found a position that let her press her clit on his chin while his tongue could probe the opening to her vagina.

The bonus was her tight little ass pucker was poised on the tip of his nose. She found she could stimulate her herself at the same time as humiliate him. Pushing his nose at the entrance to her anus was surprisingly fun. She alternately clenched her sphincter and then bared down, causing her anal pucker to to make little kissy-sucker motions on the tip of Tom’s nose. Janet enjoyed this immensely, and made sure her anus was getting just as much attention as her clit. It felt wonderful to grind her crotch on his face, and loved the feeling of power she had with the tip of his nose buried in the opening of her ass.

As Janet rocket back and forth she noticed Tom’s erection returning. Even thru all of this he was still being aroused. She gave him a gasp of air then pushed down again, forcing contact between all of their sweet spots. As she writhed she studied his cock returning to full size. As good as she was at having quickies with Tom, it was proving a little more difficult than usual this time. Janet decided to try a different approach. She continued to tour her crotch around on Tom’s face, but she also took hold of his cock with her right hand and started stroking.

Tom let out muffled objections to the way she was handling his penis. She knew it was raw and sensitive, and that he was begging for her to go easy, but going easy was not a part of her plan. Going easy was not going to get him off again.

Janet tightened her grip on his shaft and vigorously jerked him up and down a dozen times. Then she squeezed her forefinger and thumb tightly into a ring and pulled up to the head of his cock. This trapped the blood in his shaft and caused his cock head to swell and deepen in color. She held it tight, pulling up towards the ceiling so hard that Tom lifted his hips slightly off the bed to ease the pain. Then Janet returned to the jerking.

Janet alternated this vigorous jerking and pulling up in irregular intervals so that Tom could not predict what would happen next. It was a continuous sensory overload for his aching erection.

Janet found herself enjoying the ass to nose contact more than she had expected. She pushed down a little farther to see just how far down on his nose she could go. Earlier in the day Janet had given herself a mild soapy enema followed by many warm water rinses to make sure she was thoroughly cleaned out, but of course Tom didn't know this. The remains of a little vaseline were probably still there, but that was only helping the situation. She decided to just let him worry about what his nose was going to find inside her ass.

While she butt hugged Tom’s nose, Janet was relentless with her hand job, and switched hands as needed to keep the routine strong. After a great deal of work Tom finally released his third orgasm. Janet’s fingers milked a few drops of cum from the tip of his penis, and then she let go. She gave his face a last few swipes from her crotch and then dismounted him.

Janet stood beside the bed and looked down at him. “You greedy pig.” she said. “You just can’t help yourself. You’ve cum three times and you couldn’t get me off once? I don’t know what I’m going to do.”

Janet knew exactly what she was going to do. She had masterbated to orgasm twice after dinner just to be ready for all this. She walked out of the room to give Tom a minute to stew. She went to the freezer and got a container of ice cream. She returned to the bedroom with a spoon and started eating ice cream while pretending to ponder the situation.

“I think… this ice cream tastes good.” she began. “Would you like some?” she continued to eat small spoonfuls without sharing. Tom looked at her and smiled. She was so wonderfully strong, cruel, and sexy. He didn’t know what to expect, and he didn’t know how to answer her.

“Open your mouth.” she instructed. “I’m going to give you some ice cream, but I’m going to ask for a little something in return.”

Tom opened his mouth and waited for the ice cream. His mouth was still coated inside and out with a blend of his cum and her spit. Janet scooped a gigantic ball of ice cream from the container. It could have easily been served on an ice cream cone as a medium sized desert.

She carefully delivered it to Tom’s mouth, and pushed it in with her spoon. Tom was overwhelmed with the quantity, and couldn’t close his lips around it. All he could do was let it melt and allow it to run down into his throat bit by bit.

Janet put down the ice cream and leaned in close to Tom. “In return for some ice cream I want one little thing. I want you to come for me, one... more... time.”

Tom’s eye went wide with disbelief. She let out a laugh and then got to work.

With both hands Janet started flopping back and forth his limp, spent, cock. She flipped it, flicked it, pinched it, and shook it. She batted it around like a tetherball. Finally the rag doll showed signs of swelling and it began to take a slightly firm shape. That’s about when Tom started a muffled howl in response to the the ice cream headache that was blooming in his sinuses. He could not escape the brain freeze or the fierce jerking that felt like fire was taking his manhood.

Janet tried to laugh out loud as much as possible while vigorously pulling the skin on Tom’s shaft up and down over its meaty core. Tom rolled his head in circles in a futile effort to escape the headache. In the back of his mind he knew this torment would not end until he came again, and so he tried to replay all the sexiest moments he and Janet had enjoyed over the past few months.

While she stroked with one hand, Janet slid her other hand down under his scrotum and started pressing against the root base of his penis. This gave Tom’s penis a little boost, however he still struggled to reach orgasm. He was close a couple times but the headache prevented him from finishing. Janet knew he was not going to be able to come again from simply stroking. She had to find another trigger deep inside to get him there. She slid her hand lower until her middle finger was pressing at his back door. She gradually worked her middle finger inside, about two knuckles deep, and began probing his prostate.

After a few more minutes of agonizing stroking the ice cream was gone and the headache began to fade. The probing of his prostate put his internal system on autopilot. He felt the end was near. Finally Tom was able to reach the top and is penis gave a few pathetic convulsions before completely giving up. Janet felt these pulses from the inside. Her firm milking grip started at the base of his penis and squeezed all the way up. She coaxed one single drop from the tip, then she let go of his penis and watched Tom’s energy level drop to zero.

“You rest here. I’ll be right back.” Janet left the room.

Borrowing Tom’s keys she crossed the street and let herself into his house. In his bedroom she removed all his boxers and briefs. She replaced them with 5 pink lace thongs. On her way back across the street she dropped Tom’s old underwear into a neighbor's trash can. When she returned to Tom she took one last picture of his glazed face, and then one of his red, raw shriveled penis. She spent a few minutes typing and texting on her phone. Eventually she announced, “Melissa thinks I should let you go now. What do you think?”

Tom thought for a moment. He was certain there was no right answer to this question.

“I think you should let me go when you are done with me.” Tom offered.

“Well” Janet began. “Remember the day you walked me down the street with a wet pussy stain on my skirt and all those guys took pictures of me?”

“Yes.” Tom sheepishly replied.

“Well, Melissa is going to share these shots with some of her friends. So I think we may be even. Does that sound fair?”

“Yes.” Tom said. He regretted making her walk down the street that day, and yet he was so glad that he had experienced and endured what Janet had dished out in return. She was so strong and smart. He admired her in every way.

Janet laid down next to him, wrapped an arm and leg over him, and the two snuggled. Janet fell asleep with her face pressed against Tom’s arm pit, and he with his hands still cuffed to the bed.