Through the looking glass

[Shocker]

Teaser: Entering the shop was difficult both physically and mentally. She simply hated the thought of having to enter this seedy shop, that was so apparently specialized in sex toys, videos and filthy magazines. A so-called adult book store going by the grandiose name of Wonderland. Of course that revulsion was part of why she had been sent here, and sent here with very specific instructions. She could break them, but she was fully aware about the fact that here life would change even more to the worse.
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The following story is a work of fiction meant for entertainment purposes only. It depicts nonconsensual sexual acts between adults. It is in no way meant to be understood as an endorsement of nonconsensual sex in real life. Any similarities of the characters in the story to real people are purely coincidental.
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Title: Through the looking glass.
Author: Shocker
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Through the looking glass.



Entering the shop was difficult both physically and mentally. She simply hated the thought of having to enter this seedy shop, that was so apparently specialized in sex toys, videos and filthy magazines. A so-called adult book store going by the grandiose name of Wonderland. Of course that revulsion was part of why she had been sent here, and sent here with very specific instructions. She could break them, but she was fully aware about the fact that here life would change even more to the worse.

As for the physical problem, she had both of her hands under the dark raincoat she wore over her shoulders. She was exceedingly glad, that the COVID-19 restrictions had caused the proprietor to install a foot hook allowing her to open the door without the use of her hands. Latching her black pumps under the hook she managed to open the door and step into the brightly lit interior of the shop.

To her immense relief the shop appeared to be empty except for a graying man with nickel plated round glasses at the cash register. She rapidly approached the man and asked. "Are you Mr. Carroll?"
"I am indeed young lady, but who is asking?" Mr. Carroll looked her up and down. Evidently enjoying the view of her. He saw an attractive blonde, in her late thirties, corn blue eyes, and her long blonde hair tied back in a severe ponytail, leaving her oval face entirely unobstructed. Dressed in a high quality black cocktail dress with shining black high-heeled shoes, and black stocking. All visible under a dark gray raincoat losely worn over the shoulders.
The woman hesitated a moment before saying "I'm … Alice, I was asked to come here."
"Alice? Yes I think I recall an appointment for an Alice today, but I was told she would have further information for me. Do you recall what the appointment was for?"
She blushed, something Mr. Carroll considered very appealing in her light complexion.
"I was to ask for the looking glass experience."
"Yes indeed, that is what I was told as well. Seeing the healthy color of your cheeks I assume you are aware what awaits you?"
A very shy nod follows, before she takes a fortifying breath. "Mr. Carroll, I was further instructed to request some further assistance from you, if you would be so kind in rendering it to me?"
"Sure my child, what can I do?"
"Would you please take my coat off?"
"Certainly, I can see how that would get into the way." taking the garment from her shoulders he notices for the first time, the reason for her problems opening the door, both her wrists were handcuffed together behind her back. As a dealer in sexual novelties he also immediately saw that those would only ever open with the right key, no secret quick release.
"Oh dear, are you going to wear those for the experience?"
"I'm afraid that is the case." she blushes even deeper "I was further instructed to ask you if you would be so kind to remove my panties?"
Mr. Carroll did a double take at that "Please say again, what would you like me to do?"
"Would you please be so kind and remove my panties. These cuffs make it difficult to reach. My instructions were, very adamant about this point, I'm to ask you to raise the hem of my dress and pull down my panties. You may then keep them or put them in my coat pocket."
"You speak of instructions my dear, are you not doing this on your own free will."
It took a moment for her to reply "I chose this, after considering all other options, so you might say I'm doing this by my own will."

Inside her, the emotions were boiling. Yes she had agreed to all the requests and demands. The bastard calling himself X, knew too much about her. Her preferences and proclivities might be only considered kinks or eccentricities in other countries, would at best ruin her professionally here, in the worst land her in jail for several years. He had told her she would be visiting something called a glory hole tonight. Then had her throw that dreadful 20 sided dice. Coming up to a 13, and he had told her that would be the number of loads to collect. He had sent her out to be fucked before, with the caveat that if she was going to use protection, it would have to be applied and removed with her mouth only. And despite practicing for hours with a banana, she had never gotten the hang of it. Likely she wouldn't even have the chance tonight.

She stopped in her thoughts as she felt the front of her dress being lifted upwards, revealing the sky blue panties she wore. Mr. Carroll's hand caressed her hips for a moment, before hooking a finger under the waistband pulling them down. Asking in a conversational tone.
"Very nice, but allow me a personal question are you typically fully shaved?"
"Eh.. no, that is something I have begun recently."
X had made her doing so, to increase the appearance of a camel toe in her gym clothes. Something he also had made a lot skimpier. The fact that she had preferred to maintain a well groomed bush had clearly made him even more determined to take this away from her as well.

"Well it looks very nice on you my dear. Anything else I can help you with?" Alice saw him pocketing the satin panties.
Again a pause before she said "I was further asked to offer you a choice, and was asked to use this specific words. Should my tits be out of my dress for this?" The skin had taken a crimson tone.
"While I think that this would look marvelous, I also think somebody is playing a rather cruel prank on you. Let me preserve a bit of your dignity."
Carroll took Alice by the arm and let her towards some curtains, and then through them. At the end of a corridor was a wooden door which he opened and switched on the lights.

"Welcome Mrs. Alice for the Wonderland's famous looking glass experience."
The room into which he had lead her was 2 × 2 m and fully mirrored. So when she stood there she was assaulted by views of her own body form all angles. About 1 meter of the ground was the only non-reflective part of the room, a black circle perhaps 7 cm in diameter.
Mr. Carroll said, normally I would provide you with some tissue paper, but considering your hands, that's not really going to be a big help. Is there a goal you have set yourself, or should I occasionally check in with you?"
Alice was horrified by the thought of somebody actually walking in on her doing this.
"Thirteen"
"Thirteen, oh dear, that's quite a bit. I'm beginning to wonder if a black dress was really the best choice for tonight. Especially with your problems cleaning up in between."
Alice hadn't considered the point before, X had said she could deal with the cum however she pleased. She wouldn't tell Mr. Carroll, but her instructions would have been to not clean herself, even if she had had the use of her hands. Upon leaving the cabin as she was, once she was done, and take public transit to get home.
There simply wasn't a way for her to take those thirteen loads on her face or her body, without leaving visible traces. The chamber wasn't big enough to let the cum just go to the floor, and not pick it up on her clothes. A mouthful Mr. Carroll had said, no he was wrong it was going to be a bellyful.

"I'll leave you to your business" Mr. Carroll said and closed the mirrored door behind her. Alice sighed in frustration and lowered herself to the ground, finding a leather cushion in the floor that would be convenient for her knees.

After an interminable long time, that might have been just 10 minutes on a clock. The black circle changed, and a slender cock was pushed through. Alice had never imagined that a disembodied penis, could look so demanding even entitled. The man on the other side, just had pushed it through a hole and expected it to be serviced. It was the embodiment of male superiority as she and her feminist friends had always called it. What would those friends no think of her, as she moved onto her knees and actually opened her mouth to receive it.
She hated giving head, always had disliked it. The act in almost all of its possible positions included her getting on her knees and submitting entirely to somebody else's pleasure. This particular setting only made it worse, as she was seeing herself reflected in engulfing the head with her lips. Sliding forward giving the cock a good bit of tongue action, not being able to avoid it she might as well get it over with.
Her head skid rhythmically up and down, keeping her lips tightly wrapped around the shaft, until she felt the pulsing in the warm flesh in her mouth change. This would be the moment to draw back to avoid the discharge of cum inside her. Which tonight was not an option. She died a bit inside as the salty liquid hit her throat and tongue. She shuddered and swallowed, before cleaning of the rapidly deflating organ in her mouth, not wanting anything to drip on her clothes.

Alice died 12 more times that night. Sometimes to wordless exchanges, sometimes with commands issued to her. X had told her she was to obey all of them. Deep-throating a particularly black dick, as well as receiving their cum in her open mouth, right onto her tongue. Swallowing hastily in one case catching escaping drops with her tongue. The variance of amounts of cum, a trickle here multiple huge spurts from another. Well cared for men, as well as dicks that smelled as if they hadn't seen a shower for a week. All of them accepting her as an anonymous hole, a receptacle for their cum. And with every load she swallowed her self-respect got shattered a bit more. Just as X had told her.

His words had been, that she needed to learn what she was good for, spending some time on her knees. Opening her mouth not to spew filth, but be of service, perhaps even swallowing her pride once in a while.

She crumpled like a sack after the last cock she had serviced. And when Mr. Carroll had come for her, she was wondering if he had been on the other side of the looking glass during the night. He didn't say anything, but helped her to her feet. In the mirrored wall she saw that her stockings were ruined at the knees. She had saved her dress from getting spoiled with cum, but still everybody seeing her tonight would know that she had spent a lot of time on her knees.
Mr. Carroll helped her back to the store and into her coat, when he offered her a mint, she screamed and ran out into the night. Feeling the cold night at her pantyless crotch, knowing her breath to smell of cum. All she could now hope for was not getting raped on her way home.

The end.

[LaLia]

Recht kurz und ich habe von dir schon ausführlichere Geschichten gelesen. Aber trotzdem gut geschrieben und ich mag die Fantasie. Alice im Wunderland und in dem Fall Wunderland = Glory Hole

[Shocker]

Recht kurz und ich habe von dir schon ausführlichere Geschichten gelesen. Aber trotzdem gut geschrieben und ich mag die Fantasie. Alice im Wunderland und in dem Fall Wunderland = Glory Hole

Danke, das war eine Idee die lange mietfrei in meinem Kopf gelebt hat. War ursprünglich für ein RP mit Erpressungsmotiv angedacht. Als eine der vielen Aufgaben denen sich Alice stellen muss, insofern ist die Geschichte kürzer.

[Blue]

Interessante Idee und gut geschrieben.
Einziger Kritikpunkt: die eigentliche Handlung könnte vielleicht etwas ausführlicher geschrieben werden.
Aber tolle Idee!

[Shocker]

Interessante Idee und gut geschrieben.
Einziger Kritikpunkt: die eigentliche Handlung könnte vielleicht etwas ausführlicher geschrieben werden.
Aber tolle Idee!

Danke für das Feedback, ich kann sehen was Du meinst, ich habe die Geschichte geschrieben als ich gerade wenig Lust hatte das mechanische rein raus zu beschreiben. Ich fand die Idee des Glory Hole bei dem sich die nicht ganz freiwillige Hauptdarstellerin permanent selbst sehen muss das prickelnde an der Fantasie.

[Blue]

Yes, the glory hole idea is really unusual. I haven't read anything like that anywhere else...

[Shocker]

Yes, the glory hole idea is really unusual. I haven't read anything like that anywhere else...

I got the idea from a picture, a submissive woman was practicing deep throating with a mirror mounted dildo. The idea that she had to watch herself doing that got me excited.