Supervillain Idol System: My Sidekick Is A Yandere

Hearing Trixie's answer, Don didn't hesitate to make his move. "Then let's start off somewhere familiar," he said to her as he removed his hand from her mouth and brought it to her head, pressing down on it with a little force, gesturing for her to go down.

Trixie didn't resist this at all and slowly lowered herself until she was on her knees. She raised the oversized shirt slightly so that its edges rested near her waist, making her upper thighs and plump ass visible.

Without even needing to be told, she brought both hands forward and began to work at Don's zipper. She undid it incredibly fast and reached in to take out his cock, which at this point had already become quite hard and erect.

*Mn~* She let out a soft, amused moan and rolled her eyes upward to stare back at Don as she slowly took out his cock.

"Eager, are we?" Don commented, causing Trixie to just smile innocently as she replied, "I'm just being a good girl and following instructions."

Normally, no guy would ever have a problem with a girl being so eager to pleasure them, but in Don's case, he couldn't allow Trixie to have her way. At the very least, he had to make her start listening to him more, and what better place to start than with the activities she enjoyed most?

In response to her comment, Don kept a neutral expression and replied, "I don't recall asking you to remove my cock."

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Trixie's smile faded slightly, and Don could see the confusion in her eyes. The tone he chose to speak with made it hard to discern whether he was simply teasing her or being serious. Without waiting for her to respond, he suddenly instructed, "Put your hands behind your back and keep them there."

After saying this, Don approached and held his own cock by the base with one hand right near his balls as he brought it near her face and added, "I'll only be needing your mouth for now."

Don could hear the subtle sound of Trixie gulping at his words. This time, though, she didn't smile and just nodded meekly while saying in a low voice, "Anything you say."

She then brought her hands behind her back and kept them there as if they were handcuffed together.

"Good," Don praised her as he brought one hand to her head and traced it through her long, soft hair before bringing it back up and resting it on one of her horns.

Then, while still holding his cock in his other hand, he pressed the tip against Trixie's face, right on the cheek and fairly close to her mouth. From this action alone, Don could pick up that Trixie's breathing had increased.

He wondered whether it was due to excitement or simply a reaction to the erotic actions. Without questioning it, Don gave her another instruction.

"Open your mouth," he said in a simple and direct tone, and almost instantly, Trixie gulped yet again but opened her mouth slowly, with the entrails of saliva being visible as she did so. Don could feel her warm breath against his cock the moment she did.

Don kept his gaze on her as he began to tap his meaty cock against her face, mostly on her cheek, upper lip, and lower lip, doing it as a form of teasing to see how Trixie would react.

To no surprise, she again displayed nervous body language and, at the same time, a rapid intake of breath, which Don could only assume was excitement or eagerness to have his cock in her mouth. Don suddenly stopped tapping his cock against her face and simply rested it on her top lip as he asked her, "Do you want this?"

Trixie looked up at him with hungry eyes and gave a slow, obedient nod. It was like she was already picking up on the game Don was playing and had become fully submissive. Don knew this was, of course, just for the time being, but it was a start. After she gave the slow nod, he instructed her again, "Beg for it."

Once Trixie heard these words, her skin almost seemed to shine for a moment before she eagerly tried to answer, "Please, let me taste your cock—" but before she could finish her words, Don suddenly gripped the horn he was holding tighter and shoved his cock right into her warm little mouth.

**Gulp, Gag!**

Not ready for it, Trixie's mouth met natural resistance, especially when Don's meaty cock hit the back of her throat, causing her to cough and choke while it still throbbed within that space.

Trixie's eyes widened, and a mixture of drool and spittle was coughed out by her from the corners of her mouth where Don's cock left a little space. The mix of saliva and drool mostly fell onto Don's cock, with a little running down Trixie's chin.

Despite all this, however, Trixie maintained her posture and kept her hands behind her back.

Don couldn't help but praise her. "Good job," he muttered while looking at her slightly reddened eyes, which now had tears at the edges from the lack of breath she experienced momentarily.

However, she recovered almost instantly, as in the next moment, Don could feel her long, slippery tongue coiling around his cock.

"You just can't help yourself, can you?" Don commented before bringing his other hand to her other horn and gripping it with equal tightness. Then, without giving Trixie so much as a warning, he began to thrust his hips, pushing his meaty cock deeper into her mouth. **Gawk! Gag!**

Don held back a groan as he felt the tight, wet sensation from having his cock extend to her throat.

**Gawk! Uh~!** Trixie, unprepared, coughed slightly again but was incredibly quick to recover. She relaxed her throat and allowed Don to pound as he pleased.

With each thrust in, tears welled up in Trixie's eyes from the lack of breath, and even her cheeks began to look a bit redder.

*Slurp~* *mm~* Then, with each instance, he pulled out his cock, and it was completely covered in a mix of saliva, drool, and even some precum.

Finally, as Don removed his cock fully from her mouth, Trixie took a deep breath and began to breath heavily *huff~* *huff~*, her chest rising and falling quickly.

"Up you go," Don instructed while making her stand by pulling her up by the horns. Trixie still seemed a bit dizzy from the pounding she had just received but stood up anyway.

She looked up at Don with a certain eagerness still, but she could only do so for a moment before he suddenly and roughly caused her to turn around. He then pushed her forward, and she fell onto one of the armrests of the sofa in a bent over position.

*Uff~* She let out a slightly pained moan and looked back at Don with those same big, innocent eyes as before. Don met her gaze just as he reached the sofa's armrest as well.

Standing behind her, he used one hand to raise the oversized shirt out of the way, revealing her plump, light pink ass cheeks, which were held tightly by the panties she was wearing.

Then, using his other hand, he brought a single finger to the imprint of her crotch and traced it along that line while saying, "Already wet, are we?"