Author's Note:
This story is inspired by Moe Wallace's "Breeding the Neighbor" and Homer Vargas' "Marta and Robert". If you've read either of those, you already have a pretty good idea of what's coming. If not, and you enjoy this story, you should go check them out. Standard disclaimer applies: this story contains graphic depictions of nonconsensual sex, so if it's illegal or immoral for you to be reading this, stop now! All characters and situations are entirely fictional, and any resemblance to any real-life individuals or situations is entirely coincidental. Copyright Fidget, 2020. All rights reserved. Thanks for reading!
Paralegal Paralysis
by Fidget
Oh no, not again, Bill thought to himself, as Kara winked at him and pulled her blouse dangerously low, showing off her generous cleavage.
Kara was a paralegal in his firm. He had known for months that she had a crush on him, but nothing he did seemed to discourage her pursuit. He had been careful never to give even the appearance of returning her affections, and remained strictly professional no matter how much she threw herself at him. It wasn't that she wasn't attractive - Kara was absolutely stunning, with pale skin, jet-black hair, deep brown eyes, and the body of a centerfold playmate - he just wasn't interested. He wanted to focus on his career at this point in his life, and not get too involved in any personal entanglements.
He stood up and walked out of his office. It was time to put an end to this once and for all.
"Kara, could you come in here, please?" he called, and ignored her grin as she bounced into his office.
Bill shut the door and sat down at his desk.
"Yes, Mr. Waltz?" she asked, making eyes at him.
"Sit down, Kara," he began. "There's no easy way to say this, but, put bluntly, your flirting has got to stop. I've done everything I can to show you that I'm not interested, but you haven't taken the hint, so now I'm telling you. You're not my employee, so I can't fire you, but if you don't leave me alone, I will make life very difficult for you. Are we clear?"
"Yes sir, perfectly clear," Kara responded, utterly crushed. A second later, Bill caught a glimpse of a fury in her eyes the likes of which he'd never seen before, but it was gone in an instant, and her face was again the picture of innocence.
"May I go now, sir? I have work to do."
"Yes Kara. Thanks for your understanding," he said, as she stood up and coolly left his office.
Bill leaned back in his chair. He hated having to do that, but enough was enough, and hopefully this time the message had sunk in.
Two months passed without Kara as much as speaking to him. Life was good, and he was up for a potential promotion to partner in a few weeks.
One Friday evening after work, Bill came home and poured a finger of his favorite scotch to enjoy while he watched the sunset. A few minutes after taking his first sip, however, his head began to feel heavy, and before he knew it his hardwood floor was rushing up to meet his unconscious face.
When he came to, the first thing he noticed was that he was unable to move. He also noticed that he was naked and loosely tied to a chair, but that didn't seem to be the reason for his immobility. A blurry shadow walked in front of his eyes, and when his vision cleared, he realized that it was Kara.
"Hi Bill. Oh no, don't get up. I like you right where you are. Sorry about knocking you out like that, but it was necessary. This little beauty has to be injected directly into the bloodstream," she said, holding up a small bottle and syringe.
"I've given you a dose of an interesting little poison I stumbled across a few years ago. It's a paralyzing agent, but it's designed to only paralyze the muscles in your extremities, to keep you from resisting or escaping. It specifically avoids core muscles associated with the peripheral nervous system, including, of course, the muscles controlling sexual response, so you'll soon find that Little Billy is working just as nature intended," she continued with an evil grin.
"You see Bill, I'm tired of throwing myself at you. For five and a half months I did everything I could to show you that we would be perfect together, but you still didn't want me. Now I know that you weren't worth the effort. I'll be happier on my own, but before I go, I've decided to take a... small part of you with me. I've been carefully planning this little rendezvous around my menstrual cycle to guarantee peak fertility, and I can assure you that I'm regular as clockwork. I'm going to tease you into spurting a baby into me, Bill, and then I'll use my child support money from my high-powered lawyer baby daddy to provide a comfortable life for myself and our child."
With that, she calmly began to strip off her clothes. Her body was just as attractive as he'd thought, but as more and more of her soft, pale skin came into view, he became more and more determined not to give her what she wanted. There was no doubt in his mind that he could resist her charms. He was fully in control of himself.
"Oh, and I know that you'll probably try to resist cumming in my little pussy, so I've taken the liberty of mixing the poison with a mild aphrodisiac, similar to ecstasy. It will make it a bit harder for you to think straight, while also greatly magnifying your sense of touch."
Ok, that was worrisome, but still not insurmountable. As she pulled off her bra, however, he found his attention drawn to her heavy breasts, which were so pleasant to look at, but so dangerous, especially in his current state of heightened susceptibility to sensation. As primed for sex as Kara was, she was hyperaware of any sexual interest toward her on his part, and she quickly noticed where his glance had fallen. She grinned evilly and began to sway her tits from side to side, slowly walking toward his paralyzed body on the chair.
"Do you like these?" she asked, hefting them for him. "Of course you do. You men are always staring at them, imagining what it would feel like to grope them, to suckle on them like the big babies you are. Well, guess what? Today is your lucky day, because today I want you to fully appreciate just how sexy my big boobies are. I'll make sure that you enjoy their pillowy softness to your heart's content. I find it so odd that men fantasize about breasts so much, especially when they play practically no part in mating itself, but at this point that's irrelevant. By sexualizing them, you've given them the power to sexualize you too."
When she finally reached him, she leaned forward and teased her puffy nipples back and forth across his lips, leaving pleasant tingles in their wake as she filled his hungry eyes with a generous helping of her creamy mounds. He tried to look away, but her tempting tits continued to dominate his peripheral vision. He knew that she was right: his eyes were drawn to her chest like moths to the flame. It was too late anyway, since he could already feel himself becoming physically aroused against his will by her flirty display.
Physical arousal in the human male - the process by which the spongy tissue inside the penis becomes engorged with blood and swells, cutting off bladder access to the urethra and opening access to the vas deferens to allow for the transfer of semen - is a reflex, and is completely uncontrollable. Bill felt the familiar sensations associated with this involuntary process currently taking place within his own body, and as Kara bent over and began to lightly caress his hypersensitive penis with the tip of her forefinger, his neurons sent signals to his parasympathetic nervous system to prepare for mating. His penis began to stiffen despite his protestations, too interested in the promises of pleasure hinted at by Kara's naked body to resist, especially since the sensation of each stroke was greatly augmented by the effects of the aphrodisiac she had given him.
She sank to her knees, and, after rubbing her soft tits up and down his growing cock a few times, leaned over and licked him from base to tip with her slick tongue, causing him to stiffen even further, before taking him fully into her mouth and giving his dick the soft, wet friction that it craved. As she began to tease his sensitive frenulum, he felt a growing urge to flex his muscles and feel his dick twitch against her textured tongue.
Ejaculation in the human male is a reflex just like arousal, but while arousal is easily triggered by even the thought of sexual activity, ejaculation requires repeated stimulation of the penis while the PC muscles at the base of the shaft are flexed. If the penis is rewarded with stimulation during and after this flexing, semen is drawn up to the base of the shaft and the penis inexorably inches closer to triggering the ejaculation reflex.
This intermittent flexing, which takes the form of the well-known "dick twitch" or "throb", is the only part of the process the male has any measure of control over. Flexing the penis was kind of like breathing - automatic if you're not thinking about it, but controllable if you are, to a limited extent. It's just such a tempting and pleasurable sensation that it's hard to resist the urge. And, it was also like breathing in that the longer you resisted, the more and more the need to give in to the instinct builds.