Ember

But it got a little out of hand, hundreds of men using you, all day everyday. You can barely make it out of bed. Brushing your teeth in the morning while your ass is being stretched. Trying to eat breakfast but men won't stop fucking your throat long enough. You Definitely can't leave the house. You've tried.

You didn't trust yourself to drive so you took the bus. Big mistake. Somehow you made it to the bus stop with minimal interruptions, only one subscriber, fucking your dripping cunt, hard and fast. Making you grab onto a nearby tree for support as your legs shook. That should have been your first sign to just go him. But you're too stubborn for that.

Thankfully he came quick, leaving you to collect yourself and finish your walk. The bus, however, was another story. You were just sitting down when you felt a massive cock pushing into your ass, stretching you more than you've ever been stretched before. Making you tense and cry out before quickly covering your mouth, the other passengers turning to look at you. Your face turns bright red from the embarrassment of being used like this in front of all these strangers, even if they have no idea whats happening. The cock in your ass picks up the pace, the pain almost unbearable. Making you regret selecting anal as on option in the first place. You hated anal, but the site said it would boost sales. Anyway its far too late to take it back now.

You're shaking uncontrollably at his unrelenting pace, doing your best to stay silent, trying not to attract more attention, unsuccessfully. You turn towards the window, still feeling eyes on you as the bus starts moving. Trapping you here, completely helpless to stop it, or hide yourself. Suddenly another cock enters your neglected pussy, shorter but equally thick. Making your eyes roll back as his fat head rubs against your g spot. The humiliation of it all is enough to make you cry. You can't help but moan through your fingers under the assault, feeling that pressure build as the torture goes on, and desperately trying to fight it. Hoping maybe they'll be fast like the last one. Of course you wouldn't be that lucky, though. Cock number 2 speeds up, chasing his release while the one in your ass fucks you at his steady, rhythmic pace. This goes on for what feels like an eternity. You can't hold it back anymore, you feel yourself tense, squinting all over yourself with a sob. Soiling your light blue jeans with a large, noticeable wet spot. Utterly humiliated, and it's not even over. Cock #2 cums almost immediately after you, just to be replaced by another. You don't get a break for over an hour, missing your stop and forgetting why you even left in the first place.

Make sure my underwear is a size too small so that and the words written underneath are all i can think about.

Drag me into the bathroom in public. Lock the door, bend me over the sink, shove the tiny pants into my mouth and pound the fuck out of me 🤤🤤

We keep talking, and that hand creeps slowly upward, and finally I pull away. It's too late, he's made up his mind.

"Come on, angel," he says. "I just want to show you something."

I don't really understand sex. Sex is a human thing, and I am not human, so I nod. I let him slide a hand on my leg under my robes, and I resist the urge to pull away when his hand creeps back up to my thigh.

My legs feel strange, and I roll my hips towards him ever so slightly, and yet purely on instinct. He smirks, turning his head away.

"You like that?" he asks me.

I'm not sure why, but I nod.

"What about this?" He slides his hand up even further, brushing my clit. I gasp and he chuckles.

He slides a single finger into me, and I can't help but lean into him, my head on his shoulder.

He plays with me for a bit, softly and quietly.

"Have you ever cum before?" he asks.

My face flushes red, and I duck my head. He slides a second finger in.

"Don't be shy," he reprimands. I shake my head.

"It's a sin," I whisper.

He pulls his fingers out and climbs on top of me, pinning me down with his weight.

"I can fix that."

I shake my head, reality dawning on me.

"No, please," I say. "Stop."

He doesn't stop, freeing him cock from his pants and lifting my skirts up over my hips. I hate the way I feel my body respond, my pussy quivering.

When he slams into me, I can't help the moan that escapes my lips. I moan and cry out and whimper so loudly I almost miss everything he's saying.

Click - bzzzzzzzzz

“Oooohhhhhh” “ohhh god!”

“Please I…I”

“How many is that now?”

“I…it’s…10… I can’t think… please”

“You’re far too dumb to be making your own decisions right now aren’t you?”

“Wait.. no… It’s because you’ve got… th… you w got this vi… vibra…pressed on my clit”

“Awww well I’ll turn it off, but only when you’re a good girl and you stop cumming all the time. Until then, I think it’s better I make all the decisions. See you in a few hours!”

Frantic girly moaning

“Wait…no… I… I can do it… I won’t cum… I promise!”

“It’s just you’ve… you’ve just got it tied so tight against my clit… if you could just… move it off for 30 seconds… I wouldn’t cum”

“I just… need… to move… ohhhhh god…. Ohhhh godddd….ohhhhhh….ohhhhhhhhh”

Whimpers

“That didn’t happen, I was good, I… ohhhh…. Please… I promise I was…. Hello? Are you there? Hello”

“It’s ok it won’t happen this time, I’ll be good… you can come back… see… see… I can be good… omg my clit… n… nooo…. oh goddd… ohhhhhhh…

She keeps trying for hours and hours on end until she gives in from exhaustion and her pussy takes full control

When the boys get back all they find is a quivering, soaking mess unable to speak and just making faint moans. They switch off the vibrator and take her back to the dorm room where she’s locked into bed. They’ll try again tomorrow to see if she’s learnt how to be a good girl yet…

Throughout the day, my pussy buzzes and it slowly starts to make me wet. The boys trade remotes, so I end up being played with by multiple guys.

After lunch, the vibrators come out, and when I walk into my next class, the girl's desks all have some kind of dildo on them. One of the boys drags me over to one of the bigger dildos, and he and his buddies impale me on it, ignoring me when I tell them it's too big. Class starts, and I'm forced to cock warm this huge toy the entire time.

After classes, they take us to a room where we're all stripped and strapped down to tables. I tug at my bonds, but it doesn't help. The boy from earlier comes up, dick out. It's the same size as the toy from earlier. He was warming me up.

He doesn't wait and he isn't gentle. He slams his cock into me, laughing when I cry. He tells me what a good girl I am, how sluts like me belong on his cock, how good I feel. Finally, he cums, and he leaves. Other boys take turns with me for hours, but none of them fill me up like him.

I can't believe you're into this deranged disgusting stuff. This is what gets you worked up and all flustered? Do you hump your pillow thinking about these? Fuck, sweetheart. That's pathetic. Oh, do you think about me doing each one of these things to you? Defiling your pretty body and turning you into the fuck toy those posts talk about?

🪄 tied up tight with a vibrator pressed on her clit so that she’s always wet and leaky.

📦 Immobilised in a cage so that she can barely move and her whole body is on display.

🔐 locked in the basement and gagged so that no one will ever hear her or find her again.

⛓️ lined up in a row with her hands tied up above her head and their jiggly tits on full display as she struggles.

you know it's naughty to be doing that - practically flashing yourself to all the other Uni students who walked up, lifting your calves up whilst you worked - wearing just a skirt and small top whilst you rest your upper-body weight onto your elbows, giving those who walked infront of you a show of you drooping cleavage, whilst your legs were just slightly split so that those behind you could see the fat of your thighs beneath your skirt before the little material there covered your dignity

it was a hot summers day - and anyways - you figured you revised better when horny, giving yourself a small dosage of exhibitionist serotonin as you saw men try to avoid looking back when their eyes locked onto your tits - or when you heard distant chatter from behind you awkwardly stop as your heard footsteps come closer - before conversations jarringly restarted as they walked further into the distance once more.

just as you closed your eyes to give yourself a moment's rest between all your studying, you heard a tart SLAP, followed by a sharp stinging to your lower thigh - flipping yourself onto your back in shock and looking up with a horrified expression at the person that had administered the blow

yet no sooner than you had turned onto your back, did a firm pair of hands attach to your arm to flip you right back around onto your front, one hand pushing your face down into the grass by your neck so that your shout was muffled by the earth

you could feel a hand flip up your skirt - your panties and upper thighs exposed to the breeze as your arms erratically swung behind your back to try and pull your skirt back down, though even if you tried you were unable to reach far back enough to stop the tough fingertips from exploring over the peachy skin of your ass

"get off-!"

your cry was ignored - only met with the force on the back of your head being increased, muffling your voice against the grass once more as the finger instead tucked beneath your panties and pulled the material away from your flesh, giving your pussy a moment to prepare before you felt the panties sliding down your legs - exposing all of your privacy to the university shamefully

"don't act like a slut then get surprised when you're treated like one."

your hips began wriggling, fighting his touch and you tried to crawl away from his touch with your forearms - like a pathetic army recruit - his grip of your neck slipping and letting you look up with teary eyes to the footpath ahead. and though people had previously been walking along and only glancing at you as you revised earlier, you now saw that at least a few people had stopped to observe the scene - and not one looked to help you as your escape was made futile by your attacker

his hands dragged you back by the thighs - clamping around the flesh and pulling you back with such force that your top's friction with the ground had it pulled back - causing your tits to jolt free from behind the material constraints - and before you could pull them back and protect your dignity from the onlookers (one of which you could see pulling out a phone), your attacker pulled yours wrists together behind your back

"stupid bitch-"

there was a grunt heard from behind you, and you let out a heave of a sob as you felt commotion behind you, before a blunt head bumped you from the side of your pussy and you could tell what was going to happen

no's fell from your lips pathetically, increasing in speed and emotion until you burst into tears, tightening your hole and trying to not let him in - only to have two of his fingers push into your hole to stretch it open and let him fit his cock in before removing those two fingers

he jostled his cock in your pussy - holding it from the base and moving it from left to right, up and down and jeering inaudibly into your ear at how noisy your wet pussy was for someone crying so hard over everything

and then came the thrusts of his cock into your hips as you lay against the ground - feeling your hipbones crash into the hard, unyielding ground, bruising and hurting with each stroke where you felt his skin get disgusting close as he pressed his cock into your bare walls, trying to cover your face with your shoulders or hair or something to protect your identity whilst you felt yourself being recorded from in front, your ass, your tits, your face - everything exposed and being bred in public for everyone to see.

you could feel your tits - your sensitive nipples - being brushed by the grass blades, hardening your nipples with each stroke that made your tits swing back and forth - only ever so slightly - but in combination of the blades of grass between your legs that tickled your clit and seemed to stimulate it with just enough pleasure that it made the cock inside you feel... good - you felt your cries becoming even more weak as you knew you were going to-

the man pulled back - all the way out of your pussy as you felt your body's pressure build so far that your pussy contracted and squirted its juices from between your legs. like a sprinkler; you had orgasmed to a rapist's cock.

pathetic.

you could hear gasps and how they were replaced with laughs, until you rapist began muttering into your ear with them too, making you cry other simply how pathetic you were - that now these recordings would show you enjoying being raped - orgasming in public over such humiliating assault

you felt your attacker pull back once again - before this time feeling hot runny substance over your pussy - your clit - your thighs - and realising that he'd come all over your pussy

and you were so weak that as he pulled back from you, you couldn't get up yourself.

he instead pulled you to you feet with him - and dazedly, you looked up and noticed that the crowd's size had increased significantly. you could even see some boys tugging their cocks publicly. right in front of your raped and publicly fucked body.

"such a slut - coming here dressed like one - and then having the nerve to act horrified when you're treated like one."

you looked down as the attacker leant down, and noticed that he was cutting into your skirt. he somehow had something that was tearing open the front part of your skirt - cutting out a jagged square so that the skirt remained aroudn your hips, and yet there was a large gaping hole that showed your white-streaked pussy, with the cum still running down from it.

then he moved onto your top - cutting down the middle and cutting your bra open - reaching beneath and pulling your tits up and out of your top - letting them flop over the material, holding it down with hard nipples and engorged flesh

"you - come here - cum on her tits."

someone from the crowd was summoned as you were pushed onto your knees, and didn't have the strength to resist it.

you looked up, hearing the slickened rubbing of someone shamelessly tugging their cock only a few inches from your face

and as you looked up, you made eye contact - with the boy that sat behind you during lectures - who lent you a pen when you forgot yours and had even let you keep it afterwards

and no sooner than a millisecond after you made your eye contact, your eyes burned as you felt even more hot white spurt into your eye - then you felt if on your face - over your lip and coating your tits too.

not only did a random somebody rape you, but even the kind man who only wanted to help you in lectures had, too - cumming on your body and staining your reputation in publuc.

"are you dying ?"

she whimpers, fingers grasping uselessly at my wrist, at the sheets, at anything to ground herself. her body is trembling, flushed, wrecked beyond reason

"poor thing," i murmur, dragging my fingers through the slick mess between her thighs. "so sensitive, so overwhelmed. it must be torture for you."

she nods frantically, but i only chuckle, pressing a featherlight touch to her swollen clit. she jerks, a sob catching in her throat.

"shh, now. don’t be so dramatic."

He puts his hand back, this time grabbing my thigh roughly. I try to pull it off, but I can't, so I give up and try to focus on the lecture. It's made harder by his hand creeping up my thigh.

His fingers dig into my inner thigh for a minute, and I hope he's done. After a second, his hand moves higher, and his thumb brushes my clit through my panties.

I try to pull away, but his grip on me tightens. I consider calling out for help, but I really don't want everyone to see what he's doing to me.

He brushes my clit for a moment, and then his hand sneaks up, sliding down my panties. I bite my lip, trying to shut my legs. He reaches over with his other hand, pulling them apart.

He leans over to whisper in my ear. "God slut, you're so wet."

He's right, though I don't want to admit it. His fingers slide around in my panties, rubbing every inch of skin.

Finally he dips a single finger inside me, and it feels so good I almost whimper. I close my eyes in pleasure as his finger pushes as far in as it can go. My legs fall open.

He fingers me for a bit, adding a couple more fingers, and I keep my eyes shut, all my energy focused on staying quiet.

"Good girl, slut." He says softly. "You're putting on such a good show for us."

My eyes snap open, only to realize that everyone is looking at me. I attempt to pull away, but I can't get anywhere.

He lifts me up, putting me on the desk in front of us. The lecturer falls silent, watching us.

A couple guys help him pin me down. He rips off my panties, flipping up my skirt so everyone can see. I hear the sound of a zipper.

He isn't gentle. He slams into me with all he has, and I cry out, begging him to stop. I look down at the lecturer, eyes pleading.

Yes, I know you miss being smart but we agreed that keeping you this way makes everyone happiest. Listen to you and all your big ideas. There's nothing you can do. Five more minutes and you'll be a drooling horny mess again. I do enjoy these short talks while we wait for you to get stupid again though!