Chapter 3: A Taste of Something New

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.