You leave the convenience store with your purchases--some snack food and a couple magazines--in a bag. On the way back home, you spot a pair of familiar-looking girls.
Wait, is that...? Yeah, it is! Rin Shibuya and Karen Hojo! What are they doing here, I wonder....
The two Triad Primus idols were wearing pantyhose--something which made your heart race. You almost gathered the courage to approach them, but they approached you, surprisingly enough.
“Hey,” Karen says, “how about you come with us?”
You aren’t in any particular hurry to get home, so you decide to go with them. It almost felt like they weren’t asking, given how eagerly they grabbed you by the wrists and start leading you.
They take you into a building which you only caught a glimpse of for a moment. It looked like a love hotel, but the interior doesn’t resemble one at all.
In fact... it doesn’t really resemble anything at all. It’s a white void everywhere you look.
After a quick smile at each other, the two girls push you to the floor. The impact doesn’t hurt, somehow. They sit down on a ledge that wasn’t there a moment ago and cross their legs, making their feet nice and prominent. Weren’t they wearing shoes earlier?
They bring their feet down towards you--towards your unzipped pants. Wait, when did that happen? For that matter, where did your bag go?
Your cock stands tall and slightly throbbing past your underwear and jeans, pushed aside and unzipped respectively. The idols’ intent quickly becomes clear: they’re going to give you a two-person footjob!
That idea alone thrills you! You let out an involuntary burst of cum, which splatters onto their feet.
The sticky white liquid slowly drips off their nylon-covered soles, emphasizing to you just how ugly a deed you just committed.
“I-I’m...” you stammer, immediately embarrassed from soiling their nice clothes. These two are famous idols! What the hell were you thinking, just cumming all over their feet like that? They could easily run outside and cry rape, murder, assault--anything they wanted, really--and you’d be arrested in minutes!
“I’m so sorry, that was... I’m deeply sorry.”
Despite your fears, neither girl seems intent on having you arrested. Rin, however, seems a bit disappointed--an understandable reaction to a premature ejaculation, you admit to yourself, not without embarrassment.
“Oh, don’t tell me you’re done already!” Rin says.
“What are you talking about?” Karen replies. “There’s plenty more where that came from!”
She winks. Your heart skips a beat again. Moments later, you realize your refractory period was past. In fact, you now felt hornier than you ever had before--so much so that you started to worry.
However, that worry was quickly overridden by the marvelous sensation of two pantyhose-clad feet stroking your erect cock. The feeling was unmatched by anything you’ve ever felt before. It quickly became hard to focus on anything outside of all the pleasure building up within you.
Your orgasm was going to be colossal. Easily the biggest of your life. Maybe even the biggest ever! Regardless, you were thrilled! It was building so fast, so much, you couldn’t contain yourself! The floodgates were finally unable to hold back anymore. You finally unleash a veritable torrent of cum...
...only to feel precisely none of the satisfaction, the release, the ecstasy of your gargantuan climax. Instead, Rin and Karen are moaning and laughing, holding each other’s hands. Their eyes blaze with unnatural light. They seem to suggest enormous power contained within them.
These aren’t the cool 346 Pro idols you thought they were. At the very least, this is a new, unsettling side of them that they’ve never made public.
“Oh goddess, that was a good one!” Rin exclaims.
“Jealous much?” Karen asks you between pleasured gasps. “I bet you wish you could feel all this raw ecstasy wash over you for even just a second! A momentary respite from the misery that is your life! Well, that just isn’t your lot in life, now is it? You give, we take! It’s one of those ‘sorry, not sorry’ moments, you know?”
“Oh, look at that!” Rin giggles. “It’s so confused! Oh wait, now it’s getting angry at us! I think it might be starting to figure out what’s happening!”
Karen began speaking to you as if you were a baby. “Ohh, does the widdle tiny man want its cummies?”
You feel awful. Your cock keeps spurting cum as if you were in the throes of pleasure, but all you feel was a growing emptiness within you.
“‘Man’?” Rin scoffs. “This thing is barely even sentient! It’s a glorified sex toy--a tool for our pleasure, nothing more.”
“Yes, you’re right, of course. It does look somewhat masculine, though.”
“Well, not for much longer! Look, its cock is shrinking with every spurt of cum it lets out.”
“Oh hey, I think it’s losing consciousness!”
“Dehydration, I imagine. Look at all the spunk it let out! It’s crying, too!”
“Don’t worry, widdle thing! We’ll make sure to dispose of you properly once we’re done with you!”
Your world fades to black as you cease to wonder or care what will happen to you.
You’re trash, after all. You know exactly where you’re going.
Thanks to Akane and Rhen for beta reading and coming up with the title. Rhen thought up the "little tribute" part, and Akane the "M@sters" pun. It works pretty well, I think. Thanks, you two!
