Bleach: Domination of The Dark One Ch. 4 - Menoly's Submission part 2

The man grabbed the black piece of cloth covering his otherwise bare body, and pulled it off with one motion. Which then seemed to vanish from his hands, transforming back into the dark energy it once formed from.

"..." - Menoly was nervously staring to the side, scared to even look at his naked body before her.

"Menoly, to prove your dedication and loyalty, you will give me oral service." - He told her, in a simple matter-of-fact tone.

Her eyes went wide in shock after hearing that. She was scared to even imagine what that would mean. There has to be a way out of this. If only she could come up with a good excuse. But then, she remembered all her failed attempts at trying to talk her way out of his previous orders. After every time, she just got herself into more danger. She had to accept that quickly giving him what he wants is her least dangerous and fastest way out of this situation. She knew she had to keep it together and push through her fears. She was still looking sharply to the side, avoiding looking at the man in front of her. The first step is to face him.

[Keep it together! I know you can do this!] - She reaffirmed herself in her mind.

She closed her eyes, straightened her head, and now facing forward, opened her eyes. For a brief moment she saw his naked body, but once she saw his penis, everything else blurred away as her eyes immediately focused on it. She knew what to expect, but had never seen the real deal before. It was a lot bigger than she expected, which caught her off guard. Even worse, it was still completely soft, a realization that immediately terrified Menoly.

[No, no, no! This is impossible! No way in hell!] - She panicked silently while staring at the thing.

"I assume you know what to do, don't make me wait." - He told her.

"...Y-Yes." - She knew she had to push through and get it done fast. - "...T-Then...I will begin."

She took a deep gulp and leaned forward towards his dick. It had a strong odor. It wasn't a bad smell, there was just something overwhelming to her about it. She couldn't help but be absorbed by her senses. For a while, she just kept staring at the dick, now directly at her face, and taking deep breaths. Then, determined to get it done, she slowly and carefully touched her slightly extended tongue to the side of his shaft, and proceeded to drag it forward, doing a slow and long lick.

She kept licking the outside of his shaft, gradually becoming more and more confident in her movements. Meanwhile, his dick slowly started swelling, and soon, his foreskin pulled back, revealing the head, which slightly caught her off guard. Weirdly, even though she was still clearly and undeniably uncomfortable, she felt a small inexplainable excitement, one which she immediately denied and rejected the moment she became conscious of it.

Without any hesitation, she began licking the now-revealed head of his dick. It had a strong distinctly unfamiliar taste. She kept licking across the whole dick, following the shaft with her tongue, with increasing enthusiasm.

"Menoly..." - She heard a firm voice, taking her out of the almost trance-like state she was slowly falling into. - "...This is enough for foreplay, move on." 

She immediately stopped and pulled her head back. She was caught off guard by the sheer size his member grew to. She was somewhat aware that it was gradually becoming erect, but she didn't fully register its size until now. She was once again overtaken by discomfort, doubting if it could even fit in her mouth at all. She felt intimidated by it. But, just like before there was a slight anticipation in her as well, which once again, she consciously rejected.

She gulped deeply to prepare herself, and slowly touched her closed lips to the tip of his dick. Slowly pushing forward and parting her lips, sliding them across the head. She stopped once the head was inside her mouth and pulled back. She repeated these slow movements, gradually sliding further and further down his shaft with each attempt. At some point, she closed her eyes. Even now, she could still feel his member slightly growing in her mouth. Once she reached about half of the way across his shaft, she became certain that this was as far as she could safely go. From that point, she didn't attempt to go any deeper, and just gradually increased the speed at which she moved her head. She kept this going for a while.

Then, she felt a hand on the back of her head. - "I'll help you out a bit."

The hand slowly and gently pushed her head down the shaft, pushing past the point she would usually stop, until her lips touched the base of his dick. His member couldn't fully fit inside her mouth, making the head of it curve down to her throat. Then, his hand slowly let her pull her head back. Soon after, her head was once again pushed down to the base, with his dick curving down to her throat. She was constantly pushing her head backward to pull back as soon as his hand allows her. But this time his hand kept her face there for a few seconds. - "Hold it." - After a bit she was allowed to pull back.

He kept gradually increasing the period she had to stay at the base. After a while, she started gagging slightly from having to hold her breath while his dick pushed down her throat. Thankfully, the period she could rest and catch her breath in between increased as well.

"You're doing well, hang on for a bit more."

He did a few more sets, holding her head down for long periods. She could feel his penis throbbing inside her mouth.

"Prepare for it."

He pushed her head down once more, but now instead of the gradual sliding she was used to, he quickly slammed her head down to the base in one motion. Pushing his member deep inside her, which caught her off guard. He came deep inside her throat. Her head was held at the base for a long time, and then he slowly let her pull her head back. - "Good girl."

She felt dizzy, close to fainting. It must have been because of having to hold her breath. She couldn't keep herself stable and had to use her hands to stop herself from falling over. She took rapid deep breaths, trying to compensate for her lack of air until now. Slowly, but surely, her dizziness faded.

"Take your time, we'll wait until you're ready to go." - He told her.

Once she got better, she looked up to see what he was up to. He was just sitting there with the same emotionless expression as always, looking at her. He had the same black cloth wrapped around him as before. He must have put it on while she was catching her breath.

"Feeling better?" - He asked her.

"...Y-Yeah."

"You can get dressed if that makes you more comfortable, I don't mind either way."

"...Thank you." - She got up, turned around, and slowly walked towards the pile of clothes she left on the ground. She was still trying to process all that happened. Everything felt like a dream, like she wasn't entirely conscious until now. Things just kind of happened, without her stopping to think about any of that.

Once she arrived at her clothes, she noticed something strange. She was covered in sweat, which wasn't that surprising after what she'd gone through. However, something about her legs felt different, especially on the inside. She was surprised to find out, that there was something dripping out of her cunt. She was soaking wet.

She felt disgusted at her own body's reaction. Suddenly, she remembered the weird excitement and anticipation she felt at some points during the act, the shameful emotions she did her best to ignore. Pretend like it never happened. But this was different, no matter how desperately she wanted to, she couldn't just ignore this one. The wetness dripping from her, and the slight tingling sensation in her crotch were a constant reminder of something she didn't want to admit. Something she'd rather not think about.

She had to figure out what to do with the wetness. For lack of a better solution, she used part of her clothes to wipe her slit and her legs clean. She promised herself that she'd never bring this up again. This was to remain in the past, something that should not affect her thoughts or actions moving forward. Deep down, she knew how futile and forced this way of thinking was, but decided to ignore that.