Chapter 3: Cindy’s personal hell

The sunlight streamed through the curtains of Cindy’s small apartment, casting a warm, golden hues across the room. It was a lazy Sunday afternoon, the kind where time seemed to stretch endlessly ahead. Cindy, a 22-year-old with delicate features and a cascade of auburn hair, lounged on the sofa still in her pajamas, the remote control in one hand and a bowl of cereal in the other.

The pajama top, cut in a fitted style that accentuated her curves, featured a motif of adorable kittens frolicking amidst a field of flowers. The neckline dipped slightly, offering a tantalizing glimpse of her collarbones, while the hemline rode up just enough to reveal a hint of her midriff.

Paired with matching shorts, adorned with tiny hearts and stars, the ensemble showcased Cindy’s slender legs, the fabric clinging to her curves in all the right places. Despite the childish design, there was an undeniable allure to the way she wore them, a playful confidence that added a touch of mischief to her demeanor.

The remote control lay idle in her hand as she flicked through the channels, her expression one of mild frustration as she searched for something to capture her interest. With each passing channel, her brows furrowed in dissatisfaction, her lips forming a delicate pout of discontent. Meanwhile, her mother bustled about the apartment, her movements methodical as she dusted shelves and straightened picture frames.

But amidst the mundane activities of a typical Sunday afternoon, something shifted within Cindy. It was as if a veil had been lifted, revealing a truth that had been lurking just beneath the surface of her consciousness. She couldn’t explain it, couldn’t rationalize it, but she knew with a deep certainty that it was undeniably true.

A sense of urgency pulsed through her veins, driving her to action. She set aside her cereal bowl and rose from the sofa, the weight of her revelation heavy on her shoulders. With each step she took, the world around her seemed to blur, the edges of reality melting away to reveal the stark truth lying in wait. She could not help herself but vocalize it, and spoke softly so only she would hear: “If I don’t give that creepy guy downstairs a blowjob and swallow his cum in the next 2 hours I’m going to die”. She knew, without a shadow of a doubt that she had to act, and act quickly, if she wanted to save herself from impending doom.

But the task that lay before her was unimaginable, unthinkable in its depravity. How could she bring herself to fulfill such a vile demand, to subject herself to the whims of her downstairs neighbor? Even worse, why it had to be THAT GUY???

As the seconds ticked by, Cindy’s mind raced with possibilities, each one more horrifying than the last. She could feel the panic rising within her, threatening to consume her whole.

And then, as if by some cruel twist of fate, the image of her neighbor, Brian, flashed before her mind’s eye. She recoiled at the thought of him, his lecherous gaze and repulsive demeanor sending a chill down her spine. But she had no choice. Her fate hung in the balance, and Cindy knew that she had to do whatever it took to live.

With a deep breath and a steeling of her resolve, she made her way to Brian’s door, her heart pounding in her chest as she prepared to confront the darkness that lay ahead.

While on the stairs Cindy realized two things, first is that she absolutely could not let that guy find out why she had to give him a blowjob, that creep would certainly blackmail her with such information. The second thing she realized was that she was still in her pajamas and wearing no bra or panties.

Taking a good look at her own body filled Cindy with confidence. “This will be easy!” She thought “that creepy nerd always had the hots for me, I bet he’ll cum with a single touch. I just have to power through and swallow” she shivered with disgust at the thought.

She had formulated a strategy and was going to follow through with it, so with renewed resolve she went to knock on Brians door. The movement and resulting noise that came from inside the apartment were concluded with a twist of the doorknob. The door opened and Cindy found herself face-to-face with the very embodiment of her dilemma.

Brian stood before her, his face showed annoyance, she probably interrupted something. “What do you want Cindy?” His voice denounced even more annoyance. She was taken aback for a second, she wasn’t expecting this, he always looked at her with desire, why was he mad at her?

“Are you going to just stand there? Is this another prank?” Brian added. Cindy’s eyes darted around, her gaze pleading for a moment of clarity. She had not anticipated this and the weight of the situation was rattling her nerves.

“Brian” she began with a mellow voice, trying to act friendly, her speech tainted by fear and uncertainty, “I ... I wanted to talk to you about something ... important.”

Brian’s brows arched in anticipation, his eyes narrowing with suspicion. “Spit it out, then,” he demanded, leaning against the doorframe, his large presence filling the small apartment.

Cindy’s throat went dry, but she pressed on, her words rushing out in a desperate torrent. “I ... I’ve always known you had a thing for me. The way you look at me ... it’s obvious. And ... and I’ve decided that ... maybe ... we could do something about it.”

The room fell into an uneasy silence, broken only by the labored breaths of both participants. Brian’s eyes widened at the unexpected proposition, a cunning smile slowly stretching across his face.

“Is that so?” he breathed. “I’m not falling for whatever prank or bet you and your friends came up with. I’m mister worse than a garbage bag, remember? Leave me alone”. “Dam, I’m such a fucking good actor” He thought.

“NO! it’s ... it’s not that” Cindy almost shouted as Brian was about to close his door, but continued in a meek tone “I think ... I’ve been a bitch to you and I should apologize. I want to ... to show you how much I appreciate your ... admiration. Maybe we could hang out and I could ... do something nice for you.” Cindy’s cheeks flushed, having to apologize to this creep was bad enough, but pretending to like him was really humiliating.

Brian’s reaction was a nuanced blend of surprise and calculated calm. “Hang out, you say?” he purred, his tone oozing with false modesty. “Well, that’s quite the generous offer. But why the sudden change of heart, Cindy? What’s the catch?”

Cindy’s heart sank at his response, but she remained steadfast, her eyes fixed on the greater goal. “No catch,” she lied, her voice trembling. “I just wanted to do something nice for you. After all, you’ve been so ... supportive, in your own way.”

Brian’s smirk widened, and he leisurely straightened his frame. He enjoyed the game, the back and forth of their bargaining. “Supportive, you say? Fascinating. And here I thought you despised me.”

The young girl’s cheeks were scarlet now, and she averted her gaze, unable to meet his probing eyes. “Despise is a strong word,” she mumbled, her thoughts racing to keep up with the increasing complexity of the situation.

“Is it now?” Brian stepped closer, his eyes boring into Cindy’s, the very essence of probing intensity. “Then why the sudden affection, Cindy? It’s sounding like desperation”

The corridor seemed to shrink around Cindy as Brian’s presence loomed larger. She felt cornered, her desperate plea hanging in the balance. “I need ... I need your help with something and I think ... if I’d be nice to you ... maybe you’d return the favor.” she blurted, the words tearing from her throat making her regret her decision immediately.

The silence that followed was thick and Cindy’s heart hammered in her chest, each beat a plea for understanding. Brian’s expression remained stoic, an unmoving mask that hid his inner triumph. He knew he held the upper hand, and he intended to savor the moment.

“Fine, come in. Let’s discuss this inside or someone will see you dressed like that in front of my door and it’ll be trouble for me”. Cindy was so relieved that Brian had finally accepted her advances that she did not hear the door locking behind her and the soft woosh of the room becoming soundproof.

Cindy was sitting alongside Brian in his small sofa. She opened her mouth to try and continue her seduction game, in her mind she just had a small victory, but Brian raised his hand and yelled “Stop. Shut up”. The girl blinked twice with her mouth agape, she was too stunned by the sudden rudeness to respond and Brian continued to talk.

“I’m not dumb Cindy. You probably think I am, but I assure you it’s quite the opposite. From what I gathered so far, something happened. Something bad, and you desperately need my help to get out of this situation. I’m also guessing you don’t have much time, so you came here dressed like that to try and seduce me into helping you. Does that sum up the situation?”

If Cindy’s chin could reach the floor, that’s where it would be right now. She was baffled by Brian’s deduction abilities. She felt dizzy. This was supposed to be easy, get in, suck him off, get out. But now she was alone, defenseless and completely at this man’s mercy. She couldn’t lie her way out of this, could she?

Brian started talking again, pulling her out of the whirlwind of emotions she was feeling. “Let’s talk about something else” he said almost friendly “What do you think about me Cindy?”

Caught off-guard by the strange question she fumbled her words “w-well, I ah, I ... I think you’re a reasonable man. A mysterious man with some deep qualities that are waiting to be discovered and...”

“You fucking lying bitch” Brian interrupted Cindy so loudly and so abruptly that she cowered in fear on the sofa. “Ahem” Brian collected himself and continued with indifference “I already told you I’m not stupid. I should just kick you out right now for insulting my intelligence like that” Cindy went pale at that “But. I’ll give you one last chance. What do you think about me? be honest”.

Cindy’s mind was a turmoil, she searched for every interaction between the two of them that she could remember, but trying to come up with a response that would appear true but would not offend Brian seemed like an impossible task, given how she have always treated him. In the end she resolved to just tell the truth.

“I ... I hate you. You’re fat, you’re ugly, you smell bad. Even though I’m leagues away from you, you tried hitting on me. Ew, as if that would ever happen. But worst of all, the way you look at me gives me the creeps, it feels like I’m being watched by a predator, not like a lion or some animal staring at a pray, but a monster wanting to do evil. I feel disgusted even thinking about you touching me” She blurted everything in a torrent of insults, fearing what he would do to her she averted her gaze and shut her eyes contorting her face in a fearful semblant.

“See, that wasn’t so hard, was it?” Said Brian still in the same indifferent tone. Cindy opened one eye, and then another and stared at Brian. He took that as a queue and continued “And what, pray tell,” he said, his voice oozing with contempt, “given what you just said, makes you think that I’d be willing to assist you in this?”

Cindy’s eyes went wide. “This is it” she thought “He doesn’t know what kind of help I need from him, he wants to blackmail me? I’ll show him who’s really stupid”. Trying her best to act coy, Cindy offered a deal “I’ll make it worth your while.” Cindy rose to her feet, standing in front of Brian “You always wanted to go out with me right? So I’ll give you a blowjob! Right here, right now.” She kneeled in front of him “I’m great at it. It’ll be the best blowjob you have ever had. That oughta make you want to help me right?”

“No thank you” Said Brian. Cindy’s expression was a mix of confusion and despair. “Wh-wh-whaaat? Why?” She asked dumbfounded.

“Too much trouble. I’m not agreeing to some bullshit just to get a blowjob, you’ve been lying through your teeth since you got in here, for all that I know you’re going to ask me to kill someone or worse, commit tax evasion” Brian laughed at his own joke with so much delight, but it was lost on Cindy.

Her eyes filled with tears, her very life on the line, she was desperate and had no idea what she could do. Crying, she tried to plead but all she could muster was “P-Puh-lease, p-please”

“Sigh.” Complained Brian “Alright, alright. Stop crying. This is your final chance.” Cindy quieted down and listened attentively “I feel you’re still hiding things from me so I’ll cut you a deal”. Hope filled Cindy’s eyes hearing these words. “But you will have to be completely honest with me, no more lies. Tell me what the problem is and what you expect me to do. If I think you’re lying, I’m kicking you out of the door, capische?”

Cindy sniffed and nodded, accepting Brian’s terms, then started her confession “I ... I don’t think you’re going to believe me, but this is true, I swear. It ... It was a feeling I got. A sudden revelation that if I don’t ... perform this ... act, something terrible will happen. I can’t explain it, but it’s like a voice in my head, a premonition.” She paused, her chest heaving with sobs that she dared not shed again. “I have to try, Brian. Please, I’m begging you.”

“What is the act? What will happen if you don’t do it?” he asked plainly.

She held the hem of her shorts and looked away “A blowjob.” She said and paused. “To completion” she added after a moment. “And I have to swallow”. Her words lingered in the air. “I have less than two hours to do it, and if I don’t ... I’ll die horribly.” She looked straight in Brian’s eyes “I’m telling the truth I swear”.

“So ... the offer from before was a ploy in of itself” Cindy kept looking away and said nothing, just nodding. “I believe you ... and I’m willing to help” a glint of hope coursed through Cindys eyes and she turned her dead staring at Brian “but what do I get in return for my help?”.

It took all of her to muster the courage, but she got angry and rose from the floor, standing up on her feet “what else could you want? I already told you I’m going to give you the best blowjob you have ever had! Look at me, I’m young, hot and beautiful, it should be more than enough, you should be thrilled by the offer!”. Then the hopelessness of the situation closed in on her again, she looked at the floor, closed her eyes shedding a tear and asked “what do you want? ... I’ll do it”. She already knew what he was going to ask anyway.

“There, there. How brave”. Said Brian mockingly. “I don’t know what got you so worked up, it’s not like I’m going to ask you to commit tax evasion with me” he said with another heartfelt laughter “I just want to fuck ... your ass”.

Cindy had already resigned herself that she was about to get raped, but she was not expecting this. “NO!” She yelled in a panicked voice. “no, no, no, no, no, no. That’s going to hurt too much. Anything but that, please! Just fuck me normally.”

Brian had already searched for this information inside her head, what would be the most hateful thing for him to ask of her? He found that Cindy though anal sex was degrading for women and, despite thinking that, she had already tried it once with her first boyfriend. Even though he had barely entered her at the time, it was one of the worse pains she had felt in her life, so she abhorred the very idea it. Having to do it now, and with Brian of all people was literally a living nightmare for her.

“That’s the deal honey, either take it or leave it. And if you’re going to leave, do it fast, I want no dead whore in my apartment” his words hit Cindy like a ton of bricks. For a few seconds, even her mind was completely silent. “So, I have to choose between being raped and tortured or die, that’s not much of a choice you fucking asshole” Cindy finally thought.

Her knees felt weak, but she forced herself to step forward, her petite frame trembling. She knew what was coming, and her mind raced to find a way out, a way to escape this atrocity, but she had no time, her fate was sealed. “Fine” she said between tears, trying to act brave but failing to do so “do what you want”.

Brian was ecstatic, he had broken her, all he had to do now was to enjoy himself. “Come here, little neighbor, let’s take you to my bedroom” Brian’s voice boomed, his eyes drilling into Cindy’s with an unyielding gaze. “Time to fulfill your destiny, or should I say, your duty. Also, one more thing, if you try to resist me in any way I’ll kick you out. You can cry all you want though, I’ll enjoy hearing your screams while I rape your asshole.” His words send a shiver down Cindy’s spine.

Brian let Cindy to his room and sat on his bed, her small frame in front of him cowering in fear. She felt powerless, ashamed and hopeless, Brian felt that establishing that feedback link was the right thing to do, He should save this idea for the future.

“Stay there, I want to see you undress. Remove the top first”

Cindy reached for the hem of her top. With hesitation, she began to lift the fabric, the slow movement revealing inch by inch the smooth expanse of her skin beneath.

As the material slid over her, the round curves of her breasts were exposed. The two mounds were full and rose proudly from her chest, their curves perfectly complementing the graceful lines of her body. Her arms instinctively raised to cover her shame.

“Keep your hands at your side when you’re not undressing, you do not get to hide anything from me bitch. Now turn around, remove your shorts in a single motion. And don’t bend the knees”

Cindy had to pause for a second to understand the command “fucking pervert” she thought as she realized what he wanted her to do. She turned around and sent her fingers along the waistband of her shorts, gently tugging it downward without so much as a bend of her knees.

The shorts slid down her toned thighs, revealing the smooth skin of her firm sculpted ass. This position accentuated her ass, but it also allowed Brian to see everything, both her puckered asshole and pussy fully exposed, like an invitation to explore further.

As the shorts pooled around her ankles, Cindy stepped out of them and faced Brian again, her arms on her side as ordered and her hands clenched in fists, a subtle way to fight the instinct to cover herself.

“It was totally worth the wait, you’re gorgeous” Said Brian admiring her form. “Now come here and kneel” he said standing and removing his shirt, revealing a hairy belly. “You’re going to finish undressing me, it’s about time you learn how to serve men”.

Cindy knelt in front of Brian and tugged on his sweatpants, pulling them down. His musky odor invaded her nostrils and made her gag, turning away her head. “Oh right, I did not shower yesterday ... oh well” Brian gave a shrug and called for Cindy “That’s not very polite, come on, take a look at your prize babe”.

Reluctantly Cindy looked at Brian’s dick, it was massive and from the way it looked he was not at full mast yet. She looked up with pleading eyes and whimpered “There is no way this thing can fit inside me, you’re going to tear me open”. “That is the whole point Cindy, I’m glad you’ve caught on” at those words Cindy started to cry again “Nooooooo, pleeeease!”.

While Brian did increase the size and girth of his member (what men wouldn’t?) it was still within a normal size for a human. Granted, at 8,5 inches long and 2,3 inches thick he was definitely on the top 1% of the curve now. As a personal gift he also did away with Cindy’s gag reflex.

“Ahg, fine” Brian said annoyed. “I said FINE! I’ll throw you a bone, just stop crying” Brian shouted, making the girl finally shut up. He raised his hand, looked at his watch and pressed some buttons on it “Tell you what, I’ll let you suck me off for 5 minutes, if you manage to make me cum during this time you can swallow and complete your task, your job will be done” He said while pressing another button.

Cindy almost didn’t believe her ears, he was being somewhat reasonable! Maybe he felt pity after seeing her crying so much? She still had to suck him off, but after that her personal hell would be over! “Thank you, Brian, thank you” she said hugging his leg, and when the acrid smell invaded her nostrils again she commented “but hum ... could you maybe ... wash up first?”

“Four minutes and thirty-eight seconds left sweety”. Cindy froze for half a second, then dove with her head between Brian’s legs, engulfing half of his length in one fell swoop. A horrid taste filled her mouth and she couldn’t endure for long, she let go of Brian’s member gaging and spatting. “What is wrong with you Brian?” she cried defeated but she had no time to complain.

“Oh, you gave up already? What a pity, I guess I will be stretching your asshole open after all” Brian said sitting on his bed again. That seemed to give the girl a new resolve, because she positioned herself between his legs, took a deep breath and swallowed him.

The foul taste filled her mouth again, but this time she was able to endure it. She started to bob her head up and down, reaching a rhythm she thought appropriate.

“Is that supposed to be the best blowjob of my life? I’m not one of your stupid boyfriends Cindy, you’re going to have to do way better than that if you want to taste my seed. You have three minutes and forty-two seconds”.

Cindy dove deeper, taking more of his length inside her mouth, she was never able to do this before and attributed her new capability to her desperation. She also increased her pace.

“No you dumb whore! Stop acting like a milking machine and start actually pleasing me. Use your tongue, give my balls some attention, be creative, you’re not even trying! ... you have three minutes and twelve seconds”

In her heart, Cindy knew he was right. She was doing what she could to make Brian cum as fast as possible. But that clearly wasn’t going to work. She thought about Alan, her first boyfriend, how she loved him so much, how she wanted to make him feel good when they fooled arround. Yes, this is what she was going to use!

Suddenly her whole behavior changed, like she was possessed. Cindy kept Brian’s dick in her mouth and looked up, staring into his eyes, then very slowly she backed her head away while keeping a good suction. When she got to the head she removed it from her mouth with a loud “pop”, and still keeping eye contact she gave a long languid lick on his dick, starting at the base of his balls and going all the way back to the cockhead. There she engulfed him again, but this time used her tongue to massage the glans.

“OH. MY. FUCKING. GOD. Why doesn’t this taste wash away? I’ve been licking him forever!”. Cindy’s thoughts filtered through the link and Brian chuckled, this was also his doing. Brian is actually a very clean and tidy man, he just wanted the experience to be the worst possible for Cindy, so he made sure this taste was permanent. Maybe he would even make it worse later just for the fun of it.

“Now that’s better, I knew you were a slut. Keep that up and I might actually cum, show me that you want to taste me.” Looking at his watch he added “But you only have one minute and thirty seconds left”.

“What? Only that? No, no, no, no!”. Cindy grabbed Brian’s ball with her right hand and used her left to support herself. Then she started to massage Brian’s balls while her head kept bobbing slowly up and down.