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Jizz: Part 1

James struggled as he saw the doll on the screen talk, "What the fuck is that!" Thrashing about, he gags as he yanks his neck too hard. The doll went on, "Your soul is stained with the grief of others, and today you will face that grief in living form..." The cougar grunted as his balls jumped and ached, "I haven't done anything!" The light went out and James could feel the table he was strapped to shift and carry him away from the screen. "Hey...HEY, LET ME GO!" James suddenly heard a door slam and a light flashed on, revealing an old wall TV next to a giant plastic container full of some white bubbling goo. Hanging out of the bottom of the container was some kind of cylinder with a mouth piece on it. What made the cougar's eyes widen and his balls tingle, were the two round saws extended on either side of his balls. The screen then turned on to reveal the same doll.

"James, for the last few years others have gagged on your numerous forms of verbal torture. Today I will give you a chance to repent those times. On either side of your stretched testicles is a blade that will soon become active, surely capable of removing them without any trouble. Before you is a tub of semen, provide by numerous donors. As the blades grow closer, the only salvation for your pride is to drink this rather large concoction. Is it worth gagging on your pride to save those between your legs? Drinking will stop the blades, but hesitation shall bring them ever closer. Our game shall begin..." As soon as the blades started to spin, James gave an almost shrieking cry. Panting as tears filled his eyes, he hadn't notice he had sprayed his chest with a strong flow of urine from his hardened cock. The cougar choked on his words as he cried, "Please don't do this...!"

Coughing past his tears, James franticly looked left and right out of the corner of his eyes before they fell on the mouth piece hanging out there in front of him. He struggled one last time, finally realizing he wasn't escaping that way. With a look of disgust, the once proud feline, captain of the wrestling and weight lifting team, whined pathetically before thrusting his head forward as far as he could, closing his dark lips around the mouth piece and started sucking. At first the flow of jizz was slow moving down the pipe until finally the pressure grabbed it. James thought he could prepare himself, but he was only fooling himself. Coughing up the thick cream out of his throat, the salty taste was even more overwhelming because it was warm, as if it were fresh from the sac. Fear gripped the cougar as the blades suddenly sped up. Gasping, he cringed before throwing himself at the mouth piece again, viciously sucking till drop after drop of warm sperm slid down his throat. Whimpering, he turned his eyes to watch the blades come to a stop.

The salty cream stabbed at his gag reflexes, he want to push it back up. When a thick gooey strand got caught in his throat, he coughed, turning his head to try and spit it out. But the whirl of the blades again enticed him to suck on the long rubber shaft. This time he wouldn't gag, he would force himself to suck and swallow because the blades were just barely stopping near his tan, fuzzy sac. Quickened breaths could be heard from his nostrils as he tried to breathe and constantly drink warm cum. He was becoming so eager to drink half the rubber pipe was down his throat. He pleaded to whoever that the thick cum would reach the red marker line soon, his was stomach was getting full and even a small belly was showing.

An aching feeling was building up in James jaw as he kept it open wide to swallow load after load, drinking in heavy gulps. Just as a feeling of desperation kicked in, the clamp between Jame's sac and cock clicked and fell away from his crotch. The cougar stopped sucking, a load half way into his mouth as he greatly waited to see what was happening. Without warning, his bindings detach and he fell to the cold, blunt cement floor. Though, he left enough pressure in the rubber shaft to cause a massive flow of warm jizz to spill out on him kneeling on the floor.

Sitting there like a poor sob on the floor, he irritably brushed away at the sticky mess as tears fell from his eyes. Then the screen came back on with the fox, "Well done James, you are now ready to continue on with the next level of our game..." A piece of what appeared to be a solid wall detached and then moved back, revealing the entrance to another dark room. Near breaking and somewhat angry, the cougar climbed to his footpaws before making his way towards the door. Stopping for a moment, he put his padded paw to his chest before bellowing out a belch that tasted bitter and salty before continuing into the next room...

To be continued...

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