Page 72 of Forfeits

“Yes. Is that all right?”

“Sure. Good thinking.”

“How are you feeling? The water’s almost gone.”

“Full. Fine.”

“You look so good, with a tube running into your perfect ass.”

“Thank you, Nurse Aiden.”

“Can you roll over?”

“Um, I think so…”

“The plug will make sure there’s no leakage.”

Moving was interesting. The water sloshed around in my guts, and I felt a cramp here and there, but nothing terrible…yet.

I found myself lying on the bed with my legs close together, my cock a divining rod of desire. I was so fucking hard.

“Oh fuck, yes,” Aiden said, climbing onto the bed. “My sweet Fletcher, full of water and hard as a fucking rock. Look at you!”

I gave him a glare. “You’re enjoying this way too much, Nurse Aiden.”

“Guilty,” he said, with a grin.

He smiled with the utmost wickedness as he circled my cock with his gloved hand and leaned forward.

“Oh no. No…” I protested but once his mouth was around my cock, I could only gasp and make a frightened sound as pleasure coursed through me. The inflated plug felt huge, and a gut full of warm water gave the sensations of getting head a huge boost.

Aiden hummed, and the vibrations traveled along my spine, sending tingles and reverberations through my liquid insides.

“Oh fuck, fuck, fuck,” I panted, trying to stay on top of everything. The sensation of being blown with a gut full of warm water was like nothing I’d experienced before.

Aiden gripped the base of my cock and sucked hard, making me crazy. This wasn’t going to take long, which was probably a good thing. I hoped the inflated plug worked well, because if not, my orgasm, when it came, would result in a horrible and humiliating event—and multiple cleaning bills.

“Nurse Aiden, please…please…”

He popped off my dick. “What?”

“Are you sure this plug…will keep…everything in?”

“Pretty sure,” he said.

I gaped. “Pretty sure?”

“That’s why I’ve got the towels and the plastic sheet,” he said, before bending to suck my cock again.

I yelled out, my gut starting to ache and the plug feeling as big as a municipal dam.

“Oh my God…”

Aiden seemed oblivious to my distress or uncaring of the consequences—or he had faith in the inflated plug. Sure, he’d put towels down, both on the bed and the floor, but there was a lot of water inside me. And a lot of…other stuff…

“Aiden, fuck. I’m gonna…I’m gonna…”

“Come?”

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