HamDerGutten2

Part One

The house began echoing three days after she left.

Arthur did not recognise it at first. He noticed smaller things before he noticed the sound itself. The absence of hair ties on the kitchen counter. The sofa cushions no longer shifting out of place. The bathroom shelf looking unexpectedly symmetrical. These were practical changes. Clean changes. He could frame them as efficiency. But by the end of the first week, the silence had weight to it. His footsteps travelled further than they should have. The kettle clicked off with an almost aggressive finality. Doors closed and the sound lingered in the open-plan space as if the walls were too far apart. The house was too large for one person, and the quiet had started to feel architectural rather than emotional.

By the seventh day, he was staring at Camie’s name on his phone longer than he intended. He typed three different messages and deleted them all before settling on something blunt and unadorned.

House feels too empty. Come stay for a bit.

The reply came almost instantly.

You serious?

Course I’ll stay. Don’t be dramatic about it though.

Arthur told himself it was practical. Three bedrooms. Plenty of space. Both of them working remotely. Temporary. That word mattered. Temporary implied control.

A week later, Camie moved around the kitchen as if he had always belonged there. He opened cupboards without asking, leaned against counters without hesitation, filled the silence with casual commentary that softened the edges of the house.

“You’ve got oat milk, yeah?” he called from the fridge.

“Top shelf.”

“Progressive king.”

Arthur didn’t respond, but the irritation steadied him. Noise disrupted the echo. Movement filled the open plan. The house felt occupied rather than hollow. That was all this was. Support. Adjustment. Nothing more.

The gym remained predictable. Steel, repetition, measurable effort. Arthur loaded plates onto the bar with automatic precision while Camie wandered over, adjusting the waistband of unfamiliar leggings. Arthur noticed before he meant to. The texture was wrong. The cut sat differently at the waist and through the thighs.

“New gear?” he asked, keeping his tone flat.

Camie snorted. “Don’t start. My sister mixed up our gym bags. Didn’t clock it till I was already here.” He tugged at the waistband again. “They’re just leggings. I’ll survive.”

Arthur’s eyes lifted despite himself. They were not “just” leggings. The fabric contoured rather than compressed. It followed movement instead of restricting it.

Camie stepped under the bar. Arthur shifted automatically into form correction mode. “Brace properly.”

Camie rolled his eyes but adjusted, lowering into the first squat. Arthur’s gaze caught in the mirror without permission. The material moved cleanly with each rep. Controlled descent. Measured rise. From that angle, the mirror did something dangerous. It overlaid memory onto reality. Calli had squatted at that same rack. Same mirror. Same steady rhythm.

Arthur’s throat tightened before his thoughts caught up.

Camie rose from the fourth rep and caught Arthur watching. “Stop staring at my arse, mate.”

Arthur looked away immediately. “Depth’s off.”

Camie laughed and dropped into another repetition. Arthur forced himself to focus on the bar path, but the image had already lodged itself in his mind. It was not simple attraction. It was recognition. A possibility forming quietly, without permission.

When Camie racked the bar and wiped sweat from his forehead, he glanced down at himself. “Honestly, they’re not even that different from mine. Just dramatic.”

Arthur studied him properly for the first time. Lean build. Balanced proportions. Comfortable in his own skin. Adaptable. The thought formed without effort.

It wouldn’t take much.

“Arthur?” Camie nudged him with his shoulder. “You zoning out?”

Arthur stepped forward to adjust the plates for his own set. “Just lift,” he said evenly. But when he lowered into his squat, the mirror no longer felt neutral. It felt instructional.

Camie did not mind staying over. Arthur’s house was ridiculous for one person anyway—three bedrooms, open-plan kitchen, a garden that no one used. It felt designed for a family that never arrived. Arthur had asked him to move in without emotion, just a short message about the house feeling empty. Camie had not hesitated. That was what friends did.

The bedroom unsettled him more than he expected. Technically it was the third bedroom, but it did not feel spare. It felt preserved. Soft pink curtains framed the windows. A white vanity with a circular mirror sat against one wall. A throw blanket looked curated rather than thrown.

“Bit aggressive, isn’t it?” Camie had joked on the first night, standing in the doorway.

“It’s just décor,” Arthur had replied.

Camie had assumed the room would be redecorated eventually. It wasn’t. So he slept there anyway. It was comfortable. Too comfortable.

He noticed the scent before anything else. Not overpowering, just softer than he was used to. He pulled a hoodie over his head one morning and paused, lifting the fabric to his nose.

“Did you change detergent?” he called down the hallway.

“Yeah.”

“Why?”

“It’s better.”

Camie shrugged and let it go. It did smell better. Less harsh than the usual gym stuff. When he caught his reflection in the wardrobe mirror, he thought for a split second that the hoodie looked different, but it was the same one. Probably just the light.

The gym programme shifted soon after. Arthur adjusted their split three days in.

“Your symmetry’s off,” he said casually. “You’re overdeveloping upper traps. Looks bulky.”

Camie rolled his eyes. “Oh no. Not bulky.”

“Trust me,” Arthur replied, already updating the programme on his phone. “Try this for a month.”

The new routine emphasised lower-body work. Higher repetitions. Less heavy chest focus. Camie did not question it. Arthur had always been the one who read studies at midnight and obsessed over form breakdown videos. If he said it was better, it probably was.

Still, during their last session, Arthur corrected him more than usual.

“Slow the descent.”

“Control your hips.”

“You don’t need to drive up that aggressively.”

“Mate,” Camie had laughed, “it’s a squat. Not ballet.”

Arthur hadn’t laughed.

Back at the house, Camie drifted into cooking without meaning to. Arthur seemed tired the first few nights, and Camie was quicker in the kitchen anyway. Corporate event planning taught you presentation. Balance. Timing.

Arthur leaned against the counter watching him chop vegetables.

“You’re good at this,” Arthur said.

“At chopping peppers?”

“At domestic stuff.”

Camie snorted. “Careful. Sounds like you’re auditioning me for housewife.”

The word lingered longer than it should have.

“You’d be good at it,” Arthur replied evenly.

Camie looked up, waiting for the punchline. There wasn’t one. He laughed anyway and went back to chopping. People did strange things after breakups. Changed habits. Held onto routines. If lavender detergent and extra leg day helped Arthur settle, who was he to complain?

Still, that night, lying in the overly soft bed surrounded by pastel cushions, Camie stared at the ceiling longer than usual. The room did not feel like his. It felt borrowed. Preserved. As though he were occupying something not fully put away.

Downstairs, he could hear Arthur moving through the open space.

The house did not echo as much anymore.

He told himself that meant things were improving.

The dryer incident happened on a Tuesday. Camie opened it and immediately felt irritation spike. Elastic twisted. Cotton shrunk. One pair of joggers looked half-melted.

“What the hell?” he muttered, carrying the bundle downstairs.

“Arthur.”

Arthur looked up from his laptop. “What?”

Camie dropped the ruined clothes on the counter. “What did you do?”

“I just ran a wash.”

“At what temperature, the sun?”

Arthur stood, examining one of the shirts. His jaw tightened. “I didn’t check the settings.”

“You didn’t check the settings?”

“I was on a call. I thought it was the usual cycle.”

“It wasn’t.”

Arthur swore under his breath. “That’s on me. I’ll replace them.”

“They were broken in,” Camie said, more annoyed than angry. “You can’t replace broken in.”

“I’ll sort it.”

Camie exhaled. It was not worth escalating. Still, it meant he had nothing comfortable to sleep in. That part genuinely irritated him.

That evening, Arthur knocked once and stepped into the bedroom.

“I’ve got something.”

Camie looked up. Arthur held out folded fabric.

Pink. Unmistakably pink.

“You’re joking.”

“They’re just pyjamas.”

“They’re hers.”

“They were.”

Camie stared at the quilted button-up set—long sleeves, full length, small stitched hearts.

“Arthur.”

“I ruined your stuff,” Arthur said evenly. “This fixes it.”

“They’re women’s pyjamas.”

“They’re fabric.”

Arthur held eye contact, steady and controlled. Camie hesitated. Arthur’s frustration looked genuine—tight shoulders, clenched jaw. It felt childish to keep arguing.

“Fine,” Camie muttered, taking them. “But I’m not modelling.”

“Wouldn’t ask you to.”

They were softer than expected. That was the worst part. Standing in front of the mirror, Camie felt ridiculous. The quilted fabric fell straight to his ankles. The sleeves covered his wrists. The pink hearts were aggressively cheerful.

He climbed into bed expecting discomfort.

Instead, the material settled comfortably around him. The warmth held without sticking. He shifted once, then twice, and slept more deeply than he had in weeks.

The next morning he padded downstairs still wearing them. Arthur’s gaze lifted briefly, paused, then lowered.

“You sleep alright?”

“…Yeah.”

“Told you.”

“They’re still ridiculous.”

“They look fine.”

Arthur said nothing more, simply watching as Camie stood there in quilted pink hearts, hair slightly longer than before, faint lavender scent lingering in the air.

The house no longer echoed.

And neither of them mentioned why.

Stupidity.

Never under any circumstances acknowledge it is smart, capable or competent in any way. Begin Your relationship with it by telling it that you will never really value its intelligence or the ability to think rationally on its own. Downplay each decision it makes with condescension. Talk down to it like it’s a child. Call it silly or stupid when it makes mistakes. Make it feel small, telling it at least it tried. Call it stupid when you fuck it. At the height of its orgasm, call it Your dumb little cunt. In a short time, You will begin to see the change. As much as it will fight Your words and Your attitude toward it’s intelligence, it will begin to second guess itself… a little at first and then more over time. Tell it that it’s perfectly normal for a female to make mistakes. After all, it’s no Man. Continue to belittle it when you fuck it, making sure to use the harshest words when it cums. By now it is becoming so unsure of itself that it’s starting to make even more mistakes or even better, none at all. Tell it that, as the dumb little cunt it is, it naturally needs the guidance only a Man can provide. Begin calling it dumb or stupid regularly now, even when not using it for pleasure. The continued attack on its intelligence is weakening it to the point that it is now starting to come to you for even the most basic of decisions. Tell it that you find it much more attractive as a dumb little cunt. By now, it will thank you for your compliment. Begin rewarding it by hard use each time it asks You for Your help. Tell it you think it’s even prettier when it lets its tongue hang out when it’s sitting naked on the floor at your feet. It is already so stupid that it can’t really get any more pathetic. It might as well look the part. Tell itself the more it drools down over its tits the harder You’ll fuck it. 

Now, as it sits at your feet covered in its own drool, You can finally look down at it and marvel at the perfect, brain dead little cunt you’ve created. There is no more confidence in its abilities. There is no decision making ability left at all. You’ve taken a smart, independent woman and turned it into a broken, mindless little fuck doll that now depends on You for its very survival.

Mistress Eden was on a 12 hour shift that day 🔗💗💦💥💣💗

jenna Remade

Jenna had been fired from her job. She’d gone to college and worked her way up in the company rung by painful rung until she’d gotten to where she was….The top however had been the hardest to hold on to. Doubt and fear had begun to creep into her mind as she’d begun to fail over the last few months. Uncertainty coupled with her own fear of failure had led to mistakes and made her the weak link in the chain and today had been the last. Her boss apologized for letting her go but told her that perhaps she wasn’t cut out for management.

On the way home, her life flashed before her eyes. What was she going to do? There was no way she’d be able to keep her apartment and even her car without the money she was making there. What had seemed like perks of the job were now anchors that weighed on her as she opened the door to her car and sat down. Her parents would take her back but they were aging and she would only burden them, adding more stress to their lives. She had no other family here and didn’t know any of her friends enough to ask them for help….except maybe one.

Alan had been someone she’d worked with on a company project a year ago. The project had made him a lot of money and he’d been grateful to say the least. He seemed to enjoy her company and had told her that if ever she needed anything big or small that she could always call him.

Excited about the possibility of his help, Jenna hurried home and almost immediately found his card. A few rings later, they were talking and agreed to meet to discuss her future over dinner.

She arrived a few hours later at the restaurant he’d chosen to find him and another woman seated next to him in a booth in the back corner. Excited and apprehensive at seeing him under these circumstances, Jenna quickly sat down and thanked him for meeting.

It was almost immediately that she noticed something was off with the redhead seated next to him. Her eyes were cast down as if she was humbled. Her wardrobe was revealing to say the least. Her top hung open, unbuttoned nearly down to navel, allowing her large braless breasts to hang and sway freely.

Where are My manners….Jenna, this is My slave, holes.

Her eyes opening wide, the shocked young brunette repeated the words “slave” and “holes” back to him in question form.

Yes Jenna. you heard correctly. I found this pathetic little cunt a few years ago after it had lost everything, much like the predicament you are finding yourself in now. Yes I said “it.” holes rebelled at first until I was able to truly show it that there was no other way but My way. Now it does whatever I tell it to, whenever I tell it. Isn’t that right cunt?

Almost blankly, the young redhead nodded.

Excellent. Now be a good little cunt, make yourself useful and suck My cock under the table while jenna and I continue our conversation.

Yes Master.

Her eyes still widened with shock, jenna now continued to watch in awe as the redhead now slid under the table to take its place between its Master’s legs. Whatever it had been wearing as a bottom had clearly ridden up under the table as jenna now felt holes’ naked ass against her legs. Through all the noise of the restaurant, she plainly heard Alan’s fly slide down.

Shocked and completely off guard, the surprised young brunette now quickly lifted the table cloth to glance under the table in disbelief, only to confirm what was clearly happening. its tiny miniskirt now around its waist showing off its naked ass and the blue gemstone tipped anal plug inside it, holes was already lovingly sucking Alan’s hard cock, its heavy tits now hanging out of its top as it brushed its ass against Jenna’s legs.

Her face flushed, the stunned young brunette now dropped the table cloth once more and sat up, still in shock as to what was happening. She felt dirty referring to the redhead as holes in her mind but knew no other way to do so.

Why jenna, you look as if you’ve seen a ghost. Yes this is real. you are not seeing or imagining things. holes does what I tell it, when I tell it. it is My property. I’ve broken it and remade it as it should be, free of choice, rights and even dignity. Before it came to Me, its name was Amy Madison, an up and coming lawyer who found, like you, that the higher she climbed up the corporate ladder, the less she was equipped to lead. The fall ruined her self esteem and made her desperate enough to accept My help….the same help I’m now prepared to offer you.

No, I don’t intend to offer you a job in My company. No I don’t intend to help you in any way…just the opposite I’m afraid. I’ve put calls out today to many of My colleagues and I’m afraid none of them plan to hire you. In short, thanks to Me, you’re now toxic in this city and no lesser paying job will even come close to helping you continue your rent, your car payment or much of anything. My offer to you however is this. I am prepared to pay off your debts and obligations under the condition that you assume your place as My new slave, under holes of course. you would be broken, humiliated and stripped of all possessions, rights and dignity as holes is, making it quite impossible for you to ever leave once your decision is made. Even your parents will live comfortable lives from now on. you may of course never tell them that you now serve Me and anyone else I choose in any way I say. females are not meant for higher level positions in this world. you’ve learned your first lesson. The decision is yours. Make it your last and your life will be changed from now on. I’m afraid My offer expires in 10 Minutes. After that, you’re on your own. Decide quickly. My time is precious.

Stunned and in shock at His words as well as actions, the wide eyed young brunette now sat in a daze, attempting to process the fact that her life couldn’t be any more ruined if He could be believed…. and she did.

Alan had gotten so reputable over the last few years that He’d amassed a large fortune and was even feared in some circles due to His ferocity and tenacity when it came to things He wanted.

The world around her had stopped turning. Almost frozen in time, Jenna’s mind now contemplated both sides of the coin. Her heart pounded in her chest. Her hands grew cold and clammy. She envisioned the idea of losing everything she’d worked so hard to build. Her reputation would no doubt be ruined after today thanks to Alan. Her savings would last roughly until the end of the month but not much longer. She’d just bought her car and had signed a year’s lease on her expensive apartment only a few months ago….

Was His offer the only way out? Her mind changing focus, jenna began to concentrate on the full scope of His offer. She felt holes’ ass continuing to rub against her legs under the table, the slurps and dull moans from its throat as it continued to suck on its Master’s cock under the table with absolutely no regard for its surroundings making Jenna wonder if she could ever lower herself to those standards, even for the way out from the world about to crash down around her.

Five minutes, jenna.

I have your word that my parents will be kept out of this but will live well if I agree to your offer Alan?

I never go back on My word jenna.

Then I agree.

Perfect. I’ll pick up the check tonight. you may go home and spend your last night as a free woman in your apartment. I will send a car for you at 9 am. you will not need to bring anything but the clothes on your back but please, look presentable when the car arrives.

Time to go, holes. Come up here but put your tits away. This is a respectable establishment

stopping abruptly at His command, the redhead at His feet stopped sucking His cock and once more climbed up from under the table to resume its place by Alan’s side, covering its tits with the still unbuttoned sides of its blouse.

Still shocked by the female’s behavior and how blindly it followed Alan’s commands, jenna gazed at the slave she would be sharing her life with starting tomorrow. its lips and chin still wet with its own spit mixed with Alan’s precum, holes smiled softly as if proud to be of service.

Do not be late tomorrow jenna. you’ll find I don’t tolerate tardiness or disrespect in any form.

Laying a $100 bill on the table, Alan reached for holes, gently pulling it behind Him by the hand. With that, they were gone…..

For nearly the next few minutes, the stunned young brunette sat in the booth, contemplating the new life she’d accepted. she tried to imagine herself doing all the things holes had done while she sat watching and trying to concentrate.  surely amy hadn’t been like that at the start. No doubt she was scared and unsure about her future as His slave…. but sitting there tonight, even as her naked ass brushed against jenna’s legs under the table, she never disobeyed and even looked happy obeying Him. The way Alan had seemingly had to tell her to put her….its tits away made jenna wonder if it would have sat there content in its exposure.

One thing was clear. Alan was not the same man she’d met a year ago. He was now much more forceful and demanding. women were merely a tool for sex for Him now.

Getting up to leave, she now glanced down at the seat holes had been sitting on.  The indentation from the anal plug and a small puddle of juice that had no doubt oozed out of her cunt while she sat there briefly marked the spot where the redhead had sat. it had apparently enjoyed serving Him, even in front of her. Could she do the same someday?

Pt 2

jenna’s drive home was an unusual one. her mind drifted back to what had happened only a short time ago, specifically the redhead and its performance under the table. its……its performance….. It was odd but jenna had little difficulty referring to holes as it. Why was that? holes was female like her. In that, they were not really much different from each other. As she pulled into the parking garage, she tried to picture herself in holes’ place. What could the redhead have been thinking about as it sucked Alan’s cock under the table? Was its life that complete now that it did exactly what Alan told it without hesitation? There was no fear in its eyes, which ruled out blackmail or abuse…. it was more devotion and a sense of admiration.  What had she gotten herself into?

As she locked the door to her apartment, jenna now glanced around at the possessions she’d accumulated since moving here…Not much but they had made her apartment feel like home. she pictured her new life without anything and began to panic. Stripped of everything? Car? Apartment? Money? The ability to make her own decisions? What did Alan mean by being stripped of dignity and all rights? she had no doubt, in addition to being broken and ruined like this professionally, that Alan intended to do so on a more physical and even mental basis.

she had to know more though….more about the world she was stepping into tomorrow. Her computer flickered on and soon she was scouring the internet for exactly what she’d witnessed not even an hour before. she googled “slave” then “bdsm” then “exhibitionism.” Key word after key word led the young brunette down the perverse road of rape, non consentual consent, male superiority and finally patriarchy.

Visions of females fucked by Men flooded her screen. females collared, shackled and gagged….treated as nothing more than farm animals, milked and impregnated, their holes filled with dildos, plugs and so many cocks….females made to crawl, wear their Owner’s cum and piss in private and public…females stripped of dignity….stripped of dignity…..just like Alan said…. and now there was no escape for her… no exit to choose from that didn’t lead to poverty and ruin. she was on a collision course with the most disgusting, perverse end she could ever conceive….. and as she finally lay her head down on the pillow and drifted restlessly to sleep, she found herself dreaming of what would be to come….

Morning came. Jenna’s alarm rang at 7. she was exhausted. When she did sleep the night before, her dreams were filled of images of what she’d witnessed at dinner and what she’d viewed afterwards. she’d awoken in the middle of the night with her panties so wet she’d removed them. she’d had wet dreams before but never like this. Now as she sat up in bed, the young brunette felt the wet spot in the mattress under her. Her pussy was still soaked. Why had she dreamed of these vile images and why was her body betraying her. It was disgusting but she was still wet thinking about it.

Hurriedly, she now got out of bed and got into the shower, trying to dismiss the feelings growing inside her by telling herself it was just another normal day. she brushed her teeth, flossed and then got into the shower, letting the warm water calm her nerves. Afterward, she applied her make up and brushed her hair, letting it fall to her shoulders as she normally wore it. Finished in the bathroom, jenna now walked back into her bedroom and dressed for the day, putting on her bra and panties and finally a pair of denim shorts and a t shirt. she finished by putting on her sneakers. By now it was nearly 8. Images had once more begun to flood her mind. females raped, degraded and tortured, forced to their knees and throat fucked until they gagged, shared with others like objects that didn’t matter…. As she poured her cereal into the bowl at the table, jenna tried to force the images out but they were now growing stronger…. strong enough for her to already feel the new wet spot growing in her panties. she tried turning on the TV to distract her but her mind got lost in an endless sea of images…. females locked in cages, collared and leashed….led around inside and outside, females taken, kidnapped and raped for the amusement of others….

The entire crotch of her panties soaked now, the young brunette slid her hand down into her shorts, past her panties to find her pussy lips…

her second alarm waking her from her trance, jenna’s eyes opened widely. It was 8:45. He’d warned her about being on time. There was now no time to even change her panties. Quickly pulling her hand out of her jeans, jenna now ran to the front room, grabbing her purse and her sunglasses. It was now that she remembered His words…Only the clothes on her back. she’d never gone anywhere without her purse but now left it laying on the table, leaving the door unlocked and her life behind her.

Pt 3

jenna had only been waiting for a few minutes by the curb but the’d felt like hours. she had no idea what to expect. her hands were cold and clammy  and she could still plainly feel the embarrassing wetness at her crotch. In the distance, she saw His car, a black stretch limousine. Coming to a stop, the driver got out, walked around the car and opened the back door, allowing her entry. Once inside, she immediately saw a familiar face. Completely naked except for the thick metal collar locked around its neck, holes sat in front of her once more. There was no shame in its eyes. it was completely exposed and yet unphased.

It was now that jenna heard Alan’s voice once more.

Hello jenna. I trust you slept well in the last night in your apartment.

Somewhat.

Sir.

Excuse me?

you will address Me from now on only as Sir. Failure to do so will result in punishment. Do you understand jenna?

Y…yes Sir

Good! We’re making progress.

Now then, this next part will no doubt be uncomfortable for you but it is needed on My part. There is a camera above the window in front of you. I’ve prepared a speech for you to recite. holes will hold up for you to read in front of the camera while you cut off your clothes.

her face pale in the realization that this was actually the point of no return, the embarrassed young brunette could only stare at the camera and the naked and collared redhead sitting across from her.

and if I don’t?

Without warning, holes reached across and slapped her face.

Sir!

Holding the side of her reddened face, the shocked brunette bowed her head.

And if I don’t, Sir?

If you don’t you may get out of the car and take your chances finding a job in a city that won’t hire you.

gazing down at the scissors laying next to her, the defeated young woman could only nod her head in accordance to His wishes.

Oh and jenna?

Y…yes Sir?

Do make it believable. Should you ever try something silly like contacting the authorities, this video will be proof that I did nothing illegal. Try adding a smile as you recite the words.

Y….yes Sir.

Her hand slowly picking up the scissors, jenna now began to do something she’d never dreamed of in front of a camera. her lips forming a smile, the young brunette slowly began to cut up the front of her T shirt as holes presented the first cue card to read….

Hello, my name is jenna kramer. My social security number is 354-67-8456. I’m sitting in a limousine outside my home in Pasadena, California. I recently lost my job here and have determined that I, as a female, am not cut out for jobs Men can do better. I am therefore giving up on any hope of competing with Men on their level and pursuing a new, less stressful avenue.

her top falling open to expose her bra, the nervous young female slowly slid it off to let it fall to the floor of the car, choosing her shorts to cut off next as she resumed her speech.

The truth is that I’m a l…lowly little c..cunt that is just coming to realize that my place is not competing with Men but kneeling naked at their feet. While all Men deserve to rule me, fuck me, degrade me and treat me like the fuck meat I am,  I now pledge my body, my asshole, my cunt and my mouth to the pleasure of Alan Cambridge….

her smile persisting despite the words that now came out of her mouth, jenna continued with her task, cutting up each side of her shorts, ruining them before sliding them down off her body to fall to the floor below.

Alan has graciously offered to take me in and train me to serve His every need and I’ve freely accepted. In return I’ve agreed to surrender any and all possessions into His capable hands. As a stupid cunt, I’d probably squander what I have anyway.

The next decision was nearly impossible….expose her tits to the camera first or her cunt….

As she continued the speech, still smiling, jenna now chose the bra, using the scissors to cut through the material between her breasts, then the straps to let the tattered bra fall, exposing her ample 34c tits.

As I, no doubt will spend my days naked and serving Him sexually as well as anyone else He chooses, I’m proving My loyalty and gratefulness by cutting off my clothes and leaving them behind, like the rest of my possessions.

With that, the nervously smiling young brunette focused the scissors on the last remaining covering her body enjoyed. Cutting the sides of her waistband and then the crotch between her legs, jenna now discarded them to sit naked on the seat in front of the camera.

Weather from nerves, anxiety, arousal from looking at the naked young cunt sitting across from her or perhaps the knowledge there was no turning back, the naked brunette felt her nipples harden and the wetness from her pussy return as it rested against the leather seat of the limousine.

i am nothing but three fuck holes and a set of tits. my thoughts and opinions don’t matter….my mind is useless. my usefulness is measured only in the pleasure i can provide Alan. i will not run. i will not hide. i accept and embrace my inferiority as a cunt and His superiority as a Man and my keeper from this day on.  my name is no longer jenna kramer….

her eyes widening at the last three words, jenna was now introduced to her new name….

Call me twat.

Pt 4

Very good, twat. Very good indeed. Now kick off your shoes and toss them as well as your tattered clothes out the window.

Yes Sir.

Doing as she was told, twat scooped up her clothes and tossed them out the limousine window.

Good, now lets be on our way. While you both are on your way to your new home however, I have ground rules for you. holes already knows them and complies eagerly. it didn’t at first, which brings Me to My first rule for you and all cunts. you are no longer a person. you are no longer in charge of anything. your opinions and thoughts do not matter. you are holes to fuck. That being said, you will refer to yourself from now on as it. Not I, not me…… it

Do you understand, twat?

I….it understands Sir.

Now thank Me for your first rule.

Thank You Sir.

Rule #2. you no longer have a mouth. you have a fuck hole. you no longer have breasts. you have tits. your cunt and ass will be called what they are now. There is no longer any need to sugarcoat what they are. As you said in your speech, you’re merely three fuck holes and a set of tits. From now on you will refer to them as I have. Do you understand, twat?

Yes Sir.

What are you, twat?

it is three fuck holes and a set of tits, Sir

Very good, twat.

Rule #3. you will thank Me for everything I do to or with you, no matter how perverse, painful or disturbing. Do you understand this rule, twat?

Yes Sir. it understands. Thank You

Good twat. you’re a fast learner.

Rule #4. I am your Owner but holes is still your superior. you serve it as well as Me in every way.

Yes, Sir. Thank You Sir.

Let’s see just how obedient you are shall we?

Get down on all fours on the floor. I want holes to inspect you since I’m not there. I can see everything so I’ll know how receptive you are to its touch and use.

As it did as it was told, twat now feared being found out….its cunt was soaked now…so much that it took no time at all for holes to smell it and slide her forefinger and middle finger inside.

twat is soaked Master.

Very good. Make it cum, holes. Stick a finger in its tight little asshole and finger fuck it til it loses all control. Let’s see how wet this little bitch can actually get.

As it felt holes’ finger invade its unprotected asshole, twat’s body tensed. it had never taken anything anally so its asshole gripped holes’ finger tightly. it felt disgusted being on display like this despite telling Alan what He wanted to hear.  its mind tried to fight back, rationalizing that it had no choice but to obey….but as the naked redhead behind it slid its fingers inside its soaked little cunt, a moan escaped its lips.

ughhhhhhhh….

Just two short days ago, it had a career, a job, a future…..an apartment to go home to and a car do drive wherever its heart desired. Now it had just cut off its own clothes, obeyed a Man it hadn’t seen in over a year and was being fingered in two of its fuck holes by an oversexed naked redhead wearing only a locked metal collar.

it occurred to it as holes continued its assault on its fuck holes, that now, even when thinking to itself, it still referred to itself as it. it still referred to its fuck holes as just that…..fuck holes….not pussy, not asshole….. fuck holes.

twat’s hold on reality and even sanity slipping away with each plunge of holes’ fingers, twat could now its cunt getting even wetter, soaking holes’ fingers to the point that the sucking sound of its cunt juice could be heard even by Alan on the phone.

Good twat…. Don’t hold back….

Ughhhhh…..ahhhhhh……ughhhhhhhhh…. Yes Sir.

Please may it cum for You?

No twat! It doesn’t work that way anymore.

Holes. Stop fingering its fuck holes.

Doing as it was told, holes stopped, the sensation making twat almost beg it to continue.

All that happens to you is for My pleasure. Not yours, twat.

Now, get up and sit back on the seat. Learn the sensation you’re feeling now well. It is denial. It will happen often if you anger or disappoint Me. you don’t ask to cum. I tell you.

Yes Sir.

Doing as it was told, twat got off its hands and knees and resumed its place on the leather seat. its fuck hole was wetter than it had ever been.

As its cunt juice continued to ooze out of its aching fuck hole, coating the seat under it, His words echoed in its head.  As it tried to come down from the waves of pleasure and denial, cumming was all it could think about…. and He knew it.

Pt 5

its cunt ached. its nipples throbbed. it watched holes sit back in its seat, spread its legs and lick the cunt juice from its fingers.

spread your legs twat. Master doesn’t like a cunt to sit any other way. It will anger Him and He’ll punish you.

Y…yes ma’am.

you will address me as miss from now on twat.

Yes miss.

your little cunt is very tasty twat.

its embarrassment somehow tied to its body’s betrayal, the naked young brunette blushed as it felt its cunt juice flow once more.

Thank you miss.

Humiliation and embarrassment seems to make you horny, twat. Is that right?

its face flushed, twat nodded in agreement.

say it twat. Out loud.

Humiliation and embarrassment make it horny, miss.

What does it do to you, twat?

Sitting there naked was difficult enough….was holes really going to make it answer?

it makes its nipples hard and its cunt soaking wet, miss. It makes it feel dirty and inferior, unable to control its own body….but that makes it even hornier.

Would it embarrass you if I made you crawl over here and lick my cunt, twat?

Master said no more pleasure for you but He didn’t say anything about me.

Yes miss it would embarrass it.

Then what are you waiting for? Get your little ass over here and lick my cunt til i tell you to stop.

Y…yes miss.

slowly, the embarrassed young female climbed down off the leather seat ready to obey holes….

But first, twat….it seems you’ve made a mess of your seat with your cunt. juice. Before i allow you to lick my cunt, perhaps you should clean that up with your tongue. While you do, to keep your hands occupied, lets see you pull your ass cheeks apart so I can get a better look at you….

The shame and desperation written all over its face, twat now did as holes wished. The humiliation of doing something so wrong in so compromising of a position made its cunt drip as it reached back and spread its ass cheeks apart to expose its tight little asshole and gaping wet cunt to hole’s prying eyes.

Very nice, twat. Now get to licking while i enjoy the view.

yes miss.

twat had only once before tasted itself on its fingers. it enjoyed it but  had thought it too wrong to try again. The taste of its own cunt juice now brought back those memories and it suddenly seemed more acceptable, at least under its new circumstances. Slowly, it lapped at the clear liquid coating the seat, savoring the taste more and more with each lick until it was all gone.

Very good, twat. i’m glad you’re enjoying your own humiliation. That drooling little cunt of yours will please our Master. His cock is huge.

Looking back at holes from between its legs, twat now noticed the newly formed line of sticky clear cunt juice that hung half way to the floor from its fuck hole.

What was happening to it. it had never been this soaked before. Could it be its situation? The fact that it had stripped and humiliated itself in front of holes and anyone else the video could potentially reach? Could it be the taste of its own cunt? Or maybe it was all of them combined. Regardless, there now seemed to be no stopping its juices from flowing freely. As it now took its place between holes’ spread legs and began to lick, twat felt the hanging string of cunt juice touch its inner thigh, the cool liquid making it shiver as it moaned into hole’s own wet cunt. Remembering Alan’s words from before about keeping it naked at all times in its new life, twat now realized that, without anything to absorb its cunt juice, that its fuck hole would be a sticky, drooling mess at all times from now on.

Pt 6

it had never licked another cunt before. Not only was it never in the position to but it had been raised that lesbianism was unnatural. it now had no where to run and no way to deny holes what it wanted. It helped that its cunt was shaved smooth, making it less of a distraction without pubic hair. Neither holes nor Alan had mentioned anything about the patch of hair it had over its own fuck hole but it imagined it would disappear as well in short time.

very good, twat.

Stupidly trying to mumble “Thank you miss” through the folds of holes’ cunt, twat thought to itself how dumb that was.

Laughing softly down at it as it pat twat on the head, holes now said something that hit it hard….

Such a stupid little cunt you are, twat. you remind me of myself starting out….trying to keep things together in my head…not to lose the focus that i needed….but i was unable to and sank deeper and deeper into my own slavery. Master helped me become what i am today. Through the fucking, the humiliation and degradation, i began to doubt myself as a woman and even a human being. my inferiority took center stage and i eventually gave in. you’ll make mistakes…stupid ones like trying to talk while licking my cunt. Like i just did, Master will do the same. He’ll make you feel like nothing but a stupid little cunt until you’re like me….ready, eager and begging for His guidance and use.

The growing addiction to the taste of holes’ cunt coupled with its own body’s natural reaction to being talked down to and laughed at. it had a large vocabulary but how smart was it really? it had let itself get fired from a job it really shouldn’t have had anyway. it let itself be trapped by Alan, a Man it hadn’t seen in more than a year….and He’d trapped it with ease. it had been tricked….trapped into cutting off its own clothing for a camera while saying the most disgusting things about itself, leading anyone who watched it to believe it was a common whore with no self esteem. its soaked little fuck hole dripped once more as it pondered its own IQ. How bright could a naked piece of fuck meat like it really be?

we’re almost home twat…you’ll need to do better if you want me to cum by the time we arrive.

Pushing its head down firmly against its cunt, holes now felt twat’s anxiousness as it hungrily licked and swirled its tongue around its swollen clit.

That’s it twat….right there…..uhhhgggh…..ahhhhhh….UGHHHHGGGGNNNNNGGG!!!!

Beaming with a newfound pride in its new abilities, the young brunette felt hole’s body spasm but was completely unprepared as the first gush from the squirting cunt now covered its face and tits. A few more squirts and the naked young brunette was a sticky mess from head to toe.

Recovering from its orgasm, holes now gazed out the window as the car they were in slowed and turned down the long winding driveway towards home.

Great timing twat. we’re almost home. you look so gorgeous covered in cunt juice although, wearing make up this morning definitely was not your brightest move. Laughing down at it as twat removed its soaked brown hair from its eyes, twat now tried to see its reflection in the tinted window. It’s ok though twat, the guests at your induction party have definitely seen worse.

Pt 7

its eyes and jaw opening wide, twat now clearly began to see what awaited it up the lane. holes had not lied. There were 20 or more guests standing outside the large mansion ahead. As the car got closer, twat now could see that they all were mostly couples…the Men well dressed and other females, like her, naked. The fact that all the females were naked did not however diminish the humiliation growing inside it. Naked was one thing….covered in cunt juice was another. it felt like a disgusting piece of meat and that exact feeling made its fuck hole drool and its nipples harder than ever. its heart fluttered wildly as it watched the driver stop, get out and open its door. There was nothing it could do but get out and face its new peers.

The gravel on its bare feet serving to focus it as it stepped out to the catcalls, laughter and deviant smiles from the guests, male and female alike, twat now stood in place as holes exited as well, its cunt still dripping from its violent orgasm.

Everyone….can I have your attention please!

Alan’s voice excited and terrified it

Allow Me introduce you to the newest cunt in Oakwood Estates… This is twat. No doubt it is uneasy as it is just a new cunt in training. With that said, you all may grope, fondle, finger and manhandle My newest acquisition as a thank you for taking time away from your businesses and busy lives to attend today’s party. You may also have free use of its mouth and its ass hole. You may piss or cum on it or in either of its holes. Aside from using its own juice as lube to fuck its tight little ass however, the wet little gash between its legs is off limits You may slap its ass, its face and its tits freely.  Anyone however causing lasting harm in the form of broken bones or scars to the cunt will be cast out as well as your partner and forfeit their $100,000 attendance fee. One last thing…. the little bitch gets off on being humiliated so use that to your advantage. Now, lets all move in side, keep with tradition and give twat the welcome every other new cunt has received for the last 10 years.

twat’s mind raced as it stood there in shock. its new Master had just given everyone at the party free use of its mouth and asshole. Once more questioning its IQ, the naked, cum covered young brunette wondered if it even could have been classified as rape due to its actions already. After all, it could have resumed its life as jenna kramer by simply taking its chances despite Alan’s warning of ruination. In its own words it had even given its consent already, on camera no less.

“As I, no doubt will spend my days naked and serving Him sexually as well as anyone else He chooses, I’m proving My loyalty and gratefulness by cutting off my clothes and leaving them behind, like the rest of my possessions. “

As it felt the first of many hands on its naked body, pinching its nipples, slapping its naked ass, twat now saw its future begin to take shape. Alan had warned it that it would be stripped of its dignity. As it moved, pushed by the crowd of the well dressed Men and Their naked slaves toward the large mansion doors, it knew that today would be the first step of many in its training.

Pt 8

as it entered the large room inside the doorway, twat gasped. There were more in attendance than it had thought. Clothes already littered the floor and naked couples and even groups everywhere. its cunt continued to leak as another string of juice began to form and hang from fuckhole between its legs.

Mmmmmm nothing better than a cunt that gets off on humiliation.

Turning toward the source of the words behind it, twat now was face to face with the Man it recognized as the driver of the limo. Completely naked like it, He now shot it a menacing grin.

Lets see what I can do to help break in that little asshole of yours twat.

Lowering its eyes in shame, twat now gazed at the size of His cock before looking back up wide-eyed.

Yes twat this will be painful but you’ll get  used to it eventually. you’ll need to after all. Isn’t this your new purpose? Isn’t this what cunts like you are made for?

Twat hesitated…..too long….

The feel of His hand as He slapped its face terrifying it, it now felt its nipples harden in humiliation and fear.

This is where the cunt answers its Superior!

Yes Sir. This is what c..cunts like it are made for.

Good cunt. Lets get started

As if a doll being manhandled, twat felt His strong grip on its arms as He turned it around and bent it over.

its cunt was so wet it made it squirm to know everyone around it could tell.

your cunt juice will do nicely.

The feel of His hard cock against its aching wet cunt lips making it moan out loud as He used it for lube, He now pressed the head of His cock against its tight little asshole and slowly slid inside.

The pain was excruciating and, as the audience began to gather around them, their laughter and catcalls at its discomfort made it feel even more inferior and low.

His cock finally all the way inside, its Superior now began to slowly fuck its asshole, His hands holding its hands behind its back.

twat began to lose focus. It no longer could clearly think about anything with His cock in its ass. it couldn’t concentrate on anything but Him. His cock…His huge cock in its ass. its cares, its wants and its fears were fading as He began to pick up the pace. As the camera flashes began to go off around the room, it no longer even cared. All that mattered was His cock. As the group around it grew, its eyes now rolled back as it moaned like a bitch in heat. All that mattered was cock.

Pt 9

it could feel its cunt juice oozing down its leg as He fucked its ass. it couldn’t help it. it knew that so many around it could see how wet its fuck hole was now. There was no more hiding the truth. The thick cock hammering its asshole was tearing it down little by little and, as it opened its eyes from the bliss it felt from His use, twat’s gaze was now locked on a new Superior standing in front of it.

As He pulled out His own cock, its Superior now slapped it against twat’s face over and over until it was rock hard. it had only sucked one Man’s cock since college and even then, only once.  its prudishness had made it believe it was too dirty to enjoy. As a result, it had never tasted a Man’s cum and had convinced itself it wouldn’t enjoy the taste anyway. As it stood there, bent over naked with its hands pulled behind it and a cock in its ass, twat now knew it would no longer have any choice in the matter. its own words, recited for the camera earlier, continued to haunt its mind.

i am nothing but three fuck holes and a set of tits. my thoughts and opinions don’t matter….

Open that mouth, twat. Let’s see how much you can take before you gag.

its mouth opening as if instinctively with a moan, twat now felt His warm thick cock slide in, the salty taste of His precum coating its tongue.

More cameras flashed now. More laughter and catcalls aimed at the inferior naked cunt getting its mouth and asshole fucked in the center of the crowded room.

it was nothing but three fuck holes and set of tits. its thoughts and opinions didn’t matter.

One by one its notions on how a female should behave in public….how it should be treated, were being rewritten in its mind. it tried to imagine how it looked to the guests and their cameras as it gagged on the cock in its mouth. Each thrust of the Man behind it as His cock entered its open asshole forced more and more of the Man’s cock in its mouth further and further toward its throat. its body was betraying everything it once held dear. Women were people…women should be respected…. women should be treasured and complimented for their minds….women were more than sex objects…. women had purpose.

its purpose was being truly realized as it now felt the cock in its mouth slide further toward its throat. Opening its mouth to help it breath, the horny little cunt heard what they now heard…. the loud, disgusting sounds of a Man, not getting head but of a Man fucking a cunt’s throat. Both of it’s Superiors were enjoying its holes….and that was truly what it was meant for wasn’t it? The crowd also was enjoying it which also now gave it a new sense of purpose. As the cock in its asshole exploded, shooting its warm white load into it, twat closed its eyes. its ass was meant for fucking and it was glad it could fulfill its purpose. Almost sad when the Man behind it pulled His cock from its gaping asshole, it caught its breath as a new cock now took its place. it could feel His cum oozing down the back of its leg and it felt good.

The cock in its mouth swelling as it continued to fuck its open mouth, twat’s question of what was about to happen was answered as well as the Man above it shot His cum down its throat, nearly making it throw up before pulling it out to smear the remains of His warm seed all over its face and into its hair.

More flashes. More laughter.

Like the new throbbing cock in its asshole, twat watched as another Man now stepped up to its face, unzipped His pants and slid His own cock into its opened mouth.

Whether it had learned its lesson from the first Man or developed a new found hunger, it would never again need to be reminded to open its mouth when faced with a Man’s cock

Pt 10

As the next two Men and then the next two and the next two pounded its mouth and ass over and over again, twat’s mind dimmed even more….

it had lost track of time but was now nearly dark. its jaw was sore and its asshole was raw but the Men fucking it still kept coming. Even if it wanted to, It couldn’t complain due to the continuing supply of Men lining up to use its mouth and drain their balls down its throat.

it had been cummed in so many times its chin dripped the precious cum it now had learned to enjoy. A clear-white puddle had formed under its face and it could feel the cum on the floor under its bare feet. its face was covered as well… so much that its eyes were now nearly caked shut. Under the cum that coated its ass and face, it still felt the sting from the slaps in between being fucked. Its rose colored skin made it look that much more appealing to the, still crowded room. it could feel the combination of spit and cum on its back from the on lookers that occasionally wanted to leave their mark on it as well. it was there for their pleasure. it had repeated the words it had spoken to the camera over and over now in its head until it had become an indelible imprint in its mind. it was an inferior little cunt…no more than three holes and a set of tits. its thoughts no longer mattered and its only purpose was the pleasure of Men.

After the pounding its mouth and asshole had taken, it had begun to wonder when Alan would be back to claim sole ownership of its aching little cunt as well.

After all, He’d promised.

Role Reversal - Revised -

Pt 1 The Characters

To say that Camilla Roth was a bitch was an understatement. She had very few friends save for her assistant Rachel, who she often even treated like an imbecile. Since inheriting her father’s successful business at 25, she’d gone from wholesome and pleasant to a tyrant who seemingly enjoyed making her employees’ lives a living hell.

This morning, all was normal in the office. Dressed always conservatively, Camilla wore her typical pants suit and matching handbag. She always looked sophisticated as she believed that entitled her to everyone’s respect.

Good morning Miss Roth

Good morning Rachel.

Your morning cappuccino is waiting on your desk and your events have all been planned for the day.

Very good Rachel. Are the documents for the Davis acquisition waiting as well?

W….what Miss Roth? I…I thought that was next week.

As usual then Rachel you are mistaken. I’ll need them prepared by the end of the day.

Yes Miss Roth. I’m sorry.

What the apologetic young brunette didn’t realized was that the acquisition was the following Monday. Camilla often either played horrible practical jokes on her young assistant for her own amusement or simply would forget appointments or meetings and blame it on Rachel.

Miss Roth?

Yes Rachel?

Should I pencil you in for the office Christmas Party tomorrow night? Everyone has contributed and we’ve even booked a hypnotist.

As usual Rachel, No. I have too much other things to do to attend a boring party.

In actuality, Camilla had made no plans and simply didn’t want to be around who she often referred to as the grunts.

I…if I may Miss Roth, it might do you some good to socialize with the employees. Morale is down 48% from last year and still decreasing and profits are declining as well.

I’ll think about it for now. I’ll be out of the office most of the day today but you will need to stay until the documents I need are finished. Understood?

Y…yes Miss Roth.

As she did on most days Camilla Roth enjoyed her free time. “Out of the office” usually meant a spa visit or some other variant of pampering. Still, as the masseuse finished her massage hours later, the words her assistant spoke to her still resonated in her mind. Productivity and morale were down. If that continued, her company would cease to be the standard it was in her father’s care….. and more importantly, money would eventually dry up. As she climbed off the table, Camilla now called her assistant to confirm her appearance the next night at the party.

The next morning, as if by merely rsvp’ing for the party, the company spirits seemed to be better. Instead of the usual cringes and wayward nervous looks, Camilla was greeted with smiling faces which almost unnerved her.

Good morning Miss Roth.

Good morning Rachel.

Your cappuccino is on your desk with the paperwork for the Davis Acquisition as you requested.

Thank you Rachel.

Rachel had been truly the reason Camilla was so successful. Without her the office would be a shambles and nothing would get accomplished. Camilla knew that but never gave Rachel the credit she deserved, thinking it would only go to her head.

Shall I confirm your appearance tonight Miss Roth? It will nice for the employees to see you there.

Yes Rachel.

There is no dress code tonight Miss Roth although I doubt you’ll surprise us with something casual. You always dress so elegant.

Thank you Rachel. What will you be wearing?

Not that she cared…… As her assistant answered her question, Camilla now toned her out once more, a tactic Rachel had learned to spot long ago.

As the day wore on, the two women barely spoke as usual. Camilla tolerated people and those around her knew it…. The fake condescending smiles no longer fooled anyone.

Another few hours later and another agonizing day had finally passed. The two exchanged the address and time for the party and went each others’ separate ways.

Once home, Camilla did as she always did. Showered while her young maid, Rosa fixed her a healthy meal and then let herself out for the evening. As she dried off, Camilla gazed down at the blonde triangle of hair above her vagina. She’d contemplated shaving it often but never thought it was dignified or woman like. It would more or less scream slut. Deciding on something less formal for the party, Camilla chose a faded pair of jeans she rarely wore and a button down top that she thought might liken her more to her employees. Rounding out the ensemble were a matching pink pair of bra and panties, sensible earrings, a necklace and a pair of black leather boots.

Looking at the clock as the time neared closer and closer to leave, she contemplated cancelling but decided against it. After all, what could attending one party possibly hurt.

Pt. 2. A Night to Forget

Camilla arrived fashionably late, thinking she would most likely be the guest of honor. She was not wrong. Upon entering the club they’d all booked for the night, she was first noticed by Rachel. Wearing a short black dress and heels, she definitely cleaned up well…almost to the point Camilla didn’t recognize her.

Glad you could come Miss Roth. Everyone!!!! She’s here!

The warm greeting from most everyone almost made her smile.

Hello all. Glad to be here tonight.

Would you like anything from the bar Miss Roth? It’s been fully stocked.

Errr…..a rum and coke will be fine. Thank you Rachel.

You’re just in time for the hypnotist!

A few minutes later, the lights dimmed and she saw him for the first time…..

A handsome, bearded man in a tuxedo billed on the sign on stage as Drake slowly made his entrance.

Ladies and gentleman. My name is Drake. I’ve been brought here tonight to amaze and astound you…and I promise I’m worth every penny you paid for tonight’s lesson.

Camilla had always been skeptical of hypnotists, always assuming that the hypnotist and the “hypnotized” were somehow in it together to make a name for themselves.

For My first feat I’ll need a member of the audience to volunteer.

You should try it Miss Roth.

I don’t think so Rachel. They’re all fakes.

Hearing her words, the dark haired hypnotist looked directly at Camilla.

Did I hear you mock me young lady?

Yes you did “Drake.” I’ve never believed in hypnotism and I’m not about to start now.

Well then Miss……

Roth.

Miss Roth…..there is nothing to be afraid of then now is there?

With that the chants began…Miss Roth Miss Roth Miss Roth….

Whether it was because of them or the certainty that nothing could happen anyway, Camilla finished her drink and got up on stage, sitting in the chair facing the mysterious man in black.

Ladies and gentleman be prepared to get your money’s worth.

His gaze met hers for the first time.

Now then Camilla, let’s get started……….

Pt 3. The Morning After

Camilla’s eyes fluttered open slowly against the brightness of the sun filled room. Her head pounded as she groggily turned over. What had happened? Her whole body ached. The last thing she remembered was his gaze. His handsome face…those gorgeous blue eyes…. Wait…what was she thinking? She didn’t see anything gorgeous about him the night before. Possibly just the effects of the alcohol. Struggling, the young blonde tried to remember the rest of the night. How did she get home? It was now that she suddenly realized she was laying naked in her own bed. If that wasn’t enough, it was nearly 10:30 am.

She’d never overslept a day in her life.

Tossing the covers aside, Camilla quickly ran to the bathroom and got into the shower. What would people think? Quickly soaping her body, her mind returned to his stare….his eyes….the way he smelled….

For the first time in a long time, her cun…..vagina…..no….cunt….was soaked. Her nipples hardened as she pinched each one. Almost instinctively, her fingers slid into her cunt…..VAGINA…..CUNT and she began to finger herself rapidly….unable to think or stop masturbating until the first wave of her orgasm hit her. Moaning against the glass, her plans to stop after the first one were in vain as she continued, now trying to picture Drake naked in front of her….God she wanted to suck that cock…she needed that cock. The second orgasm rocked her now as her knees buckled, sinking to the floor of the shower.

"ONE MORE" in His voice echoed in her mind as she continued, spreading her legs to sit spread on the shower floor, her fingers continuing to plunge in and out of her aching little cunt….. yes…. cunt. Cunt did now sound better than vagina. For the first time ever, the horny naked blonde now slid her fingers from her cunt to her lips, tasting her juices until her fingers were licked clean.

Her mind finally clearing, the naked young blonde stood once more, the shock of what she’d just done hitting her like a brick. Not only had she never tasted her cunt juice before….she now found she loved the taste. As if on its own, her mind once more drifted to a foreign plane…..wondering if all cunts tasted this delicious… She wanted…needed to masturbate more….to cum again to taste herself over and over but…..NO….she had a job to get to!

Stepping out of the shower, Camilla not towed off. God even her nipples were sensitive… The slightest touch…from her fingers or even the towel made her want to play with herself. Trying desperately to think of something….ANYTHING besides her body or Drake, the horny young blonde began looking for clothes for the day ahead. This also brought up other questions….like where were the clothes she’d worn to the party. Neither her blouse, her jeans, her boots, her bra or her panties were anywhere to be found….. and how had she gotten home without them?

As her search continued for suitable clothes for the day ahead, Camilla now called the only person she could count on.

Hello?

Rachel? It’s me, Camilla.

Ohhhh Miss Roth….how are you feeling today?

I’m soooo horny…… I can’t stop playing with my cunt and all I can think about is Drake’s cock……. OH MY GOD! WHY DID I JUST TELL YOU THAT????

Ummmm…..I have no idea but it’s very inappropriate Miss Roth. What can I do for you this morning? You’ve never been late. I hope everything is ok.

It’s not Rachel….I have a huge blank spot from last night. How did I get home and where are my clothes from the party?

Well…..Miss Roth….I’m afraid things got …. interesting last night. I’m not sure if I’ve ever seen you that drunk…

What happened Rachel?

Well Miss Roth …… this is a bit embarrassing…but you got up on stage and started stripping for us….I think your clothes are still at the club.

OH MY GOD RACHEL!!!!

I will say though Miss Roth, Morale is definitely up today.

How did I get home naked?

You insisted on driving home Miss Roth. I followed you to make sure you made it safely and then put you to bed. You don’t remember any of this?

NO….I’m so embarrassed!!

You shouldn’t be embarrassed Miss Roth….can I call you cami?

Camilla always hated cami….it made her sound like a stripper.

Her mind recoiled at the thought of her assistant calling her such a disgusting name but her nipples and cunt now told a different story….

After all she did strip for the whole room last night……

Yes Rachel…cami is fine.

Thank you cami. You have such an amazing body. Once you were finally naked on stage, you were like a different person. you definitely seemed more comfortable. The Men in the office are still talking about your performance and that you definitely missed your calling as a stripper.

The thought of being lowered to a sexual object and called no better than a whore by her inferiors should have enraged cami but now, as her fingers once more slid into her soaking wet cunt, the only thing she could muster was…

Thank you.

Oh you’re very welcome cami. To be honest, most of us wondered last night while you were stripping, why you cover your body with so many clothes. A gorgeous set of tits and an ass like yours should be shown off, don’t you think?

The combination of Rachael’s words and the feeling of her fingers as they played with her soaking wet little cunt continuing to chip away at her resistance, cami now responded honestly….

I…..mmmmmmmmm…. I guess so.

Just something to think about today I guess cami…..

I…. ahhhhhhhhhhhh…. I will Rachael

Will you be joining us today at work cami?

I’m… oooooohhhhhhhhhhhh…. not sure Rachel….I’m playing with my cunt again and I can’t seem to stop. I’ll try to make it in in a bit.

Take all the time you need cami. Things will be fine here without you. I hope you’ll be back to normal soon.

Yes Rachael. I hope so.

It was odd but the overwhelming desire to play with her cunt was now subsiding….enough for cami to remove her fingers from her aching cunt for the first time in nearly two hours.

Her newfound love for the taste of her own cunt still ever present, the naked young blonde at least now had control of her body….at least to a degree.

Sliding her sticky fingers into her mouth, cami now began to wonder about her state as she hungrily licked them clean once more.

What had come over her and why did it suddenly stop? Those questions paled in comparison to the unnerving visions beginning to go through her mind as she imagined herself stripping of all things in front of all of her employees like a common whore.

Standing there naked, cami now tried to imagine herself on stage in front of them..... she’d have taken off her shirt first, then her boots and then her jeans…..dancing around in her bra and panties until the chants came from the audience to remove those as well. No doubt she’d have licked her own nipples seductively before reaching down to spread the lips of her cunt apart and finally turning to bend over to show them all her tight little asshole…….

Looking down at her naked body the horny young blonde watched as her fingers once more slid into her little cunt, fingering her clit until she once more was on the verge of orgasm.

This was crazy she thought…the more she thought of herself as a whore the hornier she became. her nipples hardened and her cunt gripped her fingers tightly as she came once more with a combination of a moan and a scream.

With all her strength now, the weakened naked blonde attempted to make the conscious decision to start her day. Now without even conscious of doing it, her cum soaked fingers once more darted into her open mouth as she sucked away while looking for something to wear.

The first outfit, a black pants suit with a conservative white button up blouse, seemed wrong even though she’d worn it many times before.

cami pictured it on herself and almost instantly the words Rachael said earlier echoed in her mind.

“A gorgeous set of tits and an ass like yours should be shown off, don’t you think?“

Would everything going forward be this hard? It was almost as if she now questioned every decision she’d made before.

Perhaps if she first started with something smaller…her bra and panties for the day.... her decisions would get easier as the morning progressed...

cami had accumulated a vast selection of lingerie over the years so she was sure it wouldn't be that difficult to find something.

As she opened the top drawer of her dresser however, Rachael’s words once more flooded her brain.

"Once you were finally naked on stage, you were like a different person. you definitely seemed more comfortable. The Men in the office are still talking about your performance and that you definitely missed your calling as a stripper." Did she mean stripper or whore?

Both words now echoed in her brain, followed by others she couldn't shut out any longer.... stripper, whore, cunt, slut, skank... until her cunt was sloppy and soaked once more.

Attempting to shake the feeling of being nothing but a nasty little slut, the naked young blonde now grabbed her favorite black bra and panties and put them on.

The sensation was almost immediate. Discomfort! her hard, sensitive nipples ground against the lace material of her bra and her panties felt constricting and tight….. and now also kept her fingers from freely sliding inside her cunt.

her mind swimming in a sea of contractions, cami now could only stand there using new rationale to determine her next step.

she imagined she'd now been called a whore and a slut by most if not all of her Male staff by now. The closest thing she had to a best friend said she not only looked more comfortable naked but also that her tits and ass should be shown off more. Then there was the intense unpleasantness of both her bra and panties…..Perhaps today, at least for now, she should try going without either to work. What could it hurt?

As predicted, once both were now shed, the newfound normalcy of her hard, uncovered nipples and wet cunt returned….but now what?

It had proven difficult to keep her fingers out of her cunt so her pants suit idea was not going to work. Perhaps one of her conservative dresses would hide the fact that she would be naked underneath….. but then she wouldn’t be showing off like she should…. If she was going to continue this way, she definitely was going to need different clothes.

One thing Rachael had been right about….she definitely was more comfortable naked now. In fact she actually found she wanted …. needed to be naked … but how drastically would that alone impact her life? Surely she couldn’t live this way. she obviously needed to dress for work. she had meetings to go to and a business to run.

Decisions like this were now somehow so confusing. she knew Rachael would know what to do.... she was always so smart and dependable....maybe smarter than she ever was.

The realization hit her hard but cami immediately found herself accepting it. Rachael would surely know what to do.

Dialing her office number once more frantically, cami felt more dependent on her assistant than ever before.

Hello?

Rachael?

cami?

Yes Rachael.... I need you to come over quickly. I feel like I'm losing my mind. Every decision is so hard and I can't even seem to decide what to wear. I'm so horny and I can't keep my fingers out of my aching little cunt.

Very well cami but this doesn't fall into My job requirements. I'm afraid I'll have to charge you extra for My help today and going forward if you need it.

Anything you need Rachael.... just hurry please. I don't know what to do.

Hanging up the phone, a Rachael grinned coyly. Drake's hypnosis had worked like a charm on the newly confused young blonde. It was time to accelerate her conditioning.

Pt 4 The Help

It had been nearly an hour since their phone conversation.... long enough that, by the time Rachael knocked on the door of the Roth estate, cami was even more of a mess.

Minutes before, the horny young blonde had already greeted and dismissed her shocked maid at the door naked with her fingers plunging in and out of her cunt. her own embarrassment and humiliation at the hands of her own maid had only made her hornier and more desperate.

By the time Rachael had arrived, cami opened the door to reveal the sweaty, naked slut she'd become. she smelled of her own cunt and had obviously squirted all over the floor to foyer waiting for her.

Pleading for help, she desperately tugged at Rachael's coat to pull her inside.

Let's get you back to normal cami.

Listen.

As if a switch once more flipped in her mind, the horny young blonde again retook control of herself.

W...what's happening to me Rachael? I feel like a whore.

Removing her coat, Rachael replied however with something very uncharacteristic in the time cami had known her.

Maybe you are a whore. Maybe finally letting your guard down helped you be what you've always meant to be. After all, when is the last time you had a cock in any of your holes?

How dare she! thought cami.

A year and a half.

Do you enjoy being fucked?

y...yes very much.

you need it don't you.

God yes Rachael!

I'm sure at this point you'd even beg your gardener to fuck you wouldn't you?

Theodore was older black man His 50's that her father had hired years ago. she'd never given Him a second glance but suddenly she felt herself wanting.... needing to see and be fucked by His big black cock.

y...yes Rachael I would. should I though?

Absolutely. I think you should even beg Him to cum in your ass.

cami had never been with a black Man much less any cock in her asshole and she’d never had to beg anyone to fuck her. Everything her assistant told her to do disgusted her to her core. There was no way she'd ever agree to any of it!

ok Rachael.... if you think so.

cami's home was secluded and out of the way from the city but she'd never been out of the house naked before, much less around her servants.....yet here she was running toward her gardener naked and soaked begging to be fucked.

P... please Theodore Sir.... would you please fuck Me in the ass?

Surprised and shocked but immediately smiling and hard, Theodore answered the naked blonde cunt's prayers and said yes.

As she tore open His pants to haul out His hard cock, cami felt sick to her stomach. her tits and her soaked little cunt were overriding her brain and her ability to control herself. As she began licking, sucking and adoring Theodore's cock, Rachael's words echoed in her tiny brain.

"Maybe you are a whore."

Forcing her lips further and further down onto His cock, the sex starved little whore gagged before turning around, bending over and spreading her ass cheeks.

Please Sir.... please fuck My ass and cum inside me.....

From the house window, Rachael watched as a Man cami would never so much as think about being naked around, let alone beg to fuck her shoved His cock deep into her tight little asshole.

Capturing everything on her phone....all the grunts and moans and finally Theodore's release into cami's asshole, the devious young brunette smiled once more.

Yelling from the window to thank Him for fucking her, Rachael added insult to injury as her naked young boss turned once more to thank Him before painfully making the walk back to the house with cum leaking from her asshole.

As she entered her home once more, cami's mind continued the unwinnable fight against her leaking cunt.

Every fiber of her being wanted to scream at her assistant for making her beg Theodore to fuck her but did she really need to? After all, she was a whore and that's what whores did, right.

How did that feel cami?

her brain screamed TERRIBLE but all that came out was...

AMAZING!

you took His cock like a good little whore though cami. I was impressed.

her mind screamed in defiance at Rachael for calling her a whore but that word triggered the intense need to slide her fingers inside her soaked little cunt once more.

ughhhhh thank you Rachael.

you're welcome whore. Do you think you're a good little whore cami?

With each time she heard whore, cami felt a new orgasm building. If she said it too, would she cum just from the word?

Yes Rachael, I'm a good little whorrrrrrrr......UHGGHGGHGGHGH!!!!

Knees buckling, the naked young cunt fell to the floor convulsing while her gardener's cum continued to ooze out of her gaping asshole.

Looking up at Rachael, the desperate young blonde pleaded and begged her for help.

Please Rachael, I can't stop...cccc...cummminggggg

Smiling down at her, Rachael now thought of a new way to humiliate her boss.

Perhaps you should call yourself cummy then from now on.

It makes perfect sense after all since you're no longer a LADY

With a jolt, her orgasm was over. The horniness, the lust and desperation were gone. For the first time in hours, cam.....cummy now felt in control again.

Yes Rachael. Of course. cummy does fit me better than cami or camilla ever did.

Of course you can't just adopt it as a nickname, especially not only for me. I and everyone who knows you would expect you to go all out like you do everything at work and change it legally.

ARE YOU INSANE? screamed her brain! No one would ever take her seriously again with a name like cummy Roth.

As if anticipating her thoughts, Rachael now seemed to anticipate her last thought....

Then again, cummy roth still sounds too professional for a naked little cunt that spent her whole morning masturbating and getting fucked by one of her servants... What about cummy froth?

No GOD please NO

Yes Rachael. I'll do it as soon as I can.

Well there is no time like the present cummy. We need to get you some new clothes anyway.... lets just make a day of it and kill two birds with one stone.

The thought of her new name being posted in the only major newspaper in the city sent chills down her spine. her brain screamed once again in defiance.... but her brain was no longer running the show. Rachael was.

Pt 5 A Dress for Success

cummy, be a good little whore and go up and get your birth certificate, your social security card and drivers license. We'll need them all at the courthouse for your name change.

Yes Rachael.

With that word, cummy's cunt began to drip once more. As her fingers slid inside her wet little slit, she tried to keep her composure enough to climb the stairs and focus on the task at hand.

Rachael was really going to make her change her name and thereby ruin her reputation and her family's legacy.

As she walked into the bedroom, she caught a glimps of herself in the mirror. Horrified, she was a mess. her blonde hair was matted and sweaty, her nipples were still so hard they ached and her inner thighs were a dripping wet mess made up of her own cunt juice and Theodore's thick cum.

Grabbing the documents needed to ruin her, cummy now slowly descended the stairs with her fingers still in her aching cunt.

Rachael.... I'm a mess. Shouldn't I shower before we leave?

And give the people at the courthouse and the shop I'm taking to the idea you're not just a dirty little whore?

Ughhhggnnnnnngg

No, you'll go like you are. I'll put a towel down on My seat though so the juice and the cum leaking from your nasty little fuck holes don't ruin My upholstery..

T...thank you Rachael.

For the first time, cummy found herself comparing the words referring to her asshole and cunt. Rachael had called them fuck holes and, for the first time that morning, there was no resistance from her brain whatsoever. Accepting the new addition to her vocabulary, cummy now decided Rachael was once more right.

M...my fuck holes are nasty today aren't they?

Yes cummy... but you'll get used to that over time. Now go grab your long coat from the hallway and we'll get going.

N...no clothes under it?

Career Change

It had first begun a few years ago. Lauren had dated a man who, while a gentleman at first, had told and shown her first hand that he was into BDSM. While she didn’t know what BDSM was at the time she did know she enjoyed it. Time had passed and he’d moved on leaving her unfulfilled. She’d taken a job as an intern at a law firm and things got better for a while. In time she was making very good money and had moved up the ladder to partner…. but she was still missing something… At 24, Lauren’s desires and urges had now grown exponentially. She’d spend her days in the courtroom as a professional woman but her nights were spent naked, fucking herself with anything she could find while watching porn that would disgust most other women…. rape fantasies swirled through her head…Masters and slaves… violent use of women… humiliation and degradation…. She needed to feel the way they felt. She craved it… At 25 she’d found His name through one of the more unsavory clients she chose to represent. He’d been known as a slaver of women but no one could ever make any of the charges or accusations against Him stick. Instead of being repulsed by His very existence, Lauren however found herself gravitating into His orbit, even to the point of reaching out to Him. Unsure if He’d even be interested in or trust her enough to reply to her given her profession, she decided to write Him anyway one night after work and tell Him of her fantasies as her sticky fingers slid in and out of her aching cunt. “What the hell was she doing? Fantasies are fantasies but here she was writing a presumed sex trafficker, detailing her need to be enslaved…” Adding a personal touch to her letter to Him she finished by wiping her soaked fingers against it as she folded it and inserted it into the envelope and added her address….

Pt 2.

It had been nearly a week since she’d dropped her cum soaked letter off to a known associate of His but she’d heard nothing. Surprisingly let down by this instead of feeling relieved like any other woman, Lauren stepped outside the door to her home and opened the car door to get inside. There, despite her car being locked from the outside, sat an envelope with her name on it on her front seat. Her mind raced as she hurriedly got inside and sat down, the nervous brunette tore open the envelope, removing a letter and a cell phone and began to read….

“You’re either very brave, very daring or very stupid for including your address in your letter, cunt. Perhaps a mixture of all three. I’d debated long and hard on replying to you due to your profession but, in seeing you, I just had to risk it.”

Lauren felt her lace panties already moisten at His words but excitedly kept reading until the end…

“Over the next few days, you’ll be tested. If you pass these tests you’ll prove your loyalty and dedication and maybe get the opportunity to meet Me in person. Your first test is to go back into the house, remove your panties and slide the medium plug you keep in your nightstand into your tight little ass. Use the phone, already programmed with My number to send proof that you’ve done as I command.”

Her mind and senses overwhelmed by the knowledge that He’d been inside her home long enough to, at the very least know where she kept her toys, Lauren quickly got out of her car and rushed inside despite her feelings of shock and fear. Running late now for work, she quickly removed her panties, retrieved her medium anal plug and, after lubing it and her tight little asshole, slid it in until it popped in place. Hesitating for a few seconds, knowing this was the point of no return…the cut off between the life she’d lived and the life she’d fantasized about all to often, the horny young woman now made her decision, snapping the picture of her wet little cunt and plugged ass before sending it to the Stranger she’d never met….

Pt 3

Within minutes, lauren felt His phone vibrate in her hand. Looking down, she saw the name Damon and read the words “good girl, cunt. Now get to work. you have an appointment at the courthouse and you’re already late.”

He’d known so much already about her routine, her habits and her job that she was both frightened and extremely turned on…. so much so that by the time she’d pulled into the courthouse parking lot, the back of her black skirt was already soaked where her naked cunt had pressed against it.

Hurriedly, lauren ran into the courtroom, barely making it in time, angering the judge. her day from there went smoothly and quickly however, the need for abandoning her submissive side for her lawyer one being necessary for things to progress without making her look like a horny, ditzy bimbo in front of her peers. Unable to put everything, such as the plug in her ass, out of her mind completely, the young brunette took time often during the day to either adjust in her seat or back her ass against a desk subtle enough to push it back into place.

Now finished with her day she glanced down at Damon’s phone on the way to her car. Like so many times that day however, she saw nothing. Had He not been keeping tabs on her today? Was He playing with her with no intentions of moving further? Now, as she clicked the fob on her keychain  to unlock her door, she smiled widely once again. There, like this morning, lay a note with her name on it. Like a horny school girl, the anxious young brunette once more tore open the envelope as the sun began to set and read her next instruction aloud…

“Once again, very good cunt for obeying My instructions. As promised, another test now awaits you….although this one is a lot riskier for you to follow… With some help from My friends, I’ve temporarily disabled the cameras in the parking garage pointed in your car’s direction as well as the one at the front gate..but only for the next 5 minutes…. plenty of time if you hurry to get out of the car, strip off all of your clothing including your heels, leave them on the ground and quickly clear the front gate to avoid being photographed naked. My friends will be watching and photographing you as you obey My instructions to prove your dedication. If you listen to your mind you’ll surely fail this part but if you obey your cunt, I’ll contact you again soon for your next test….”

“GO.”

Eyes wide with fear and apprehension, lauren now felt her pulse quicken and breathing become shallow. Looking down at the clock on her dash she’d already wasted a minute! she needed this more than anything however…so much so that despite everything her mind was telling her, she quickly stepped outside into the night air and began to strip, tearing open her blouse first, so fast that buttons shot in each direction. Citing luck that she’d worn a front clasp bra this morning, she quickly now shed it as well while kicking off her heels. Out of the corner of her eyes she could see both Men now, cameras in hand taking pictures as proof as she finally slid her black skirt down over her ass and onto the cement leaving herself naked and exposed. No time to waste, she continued now, starting her Lexus and sped toward the front gate before the last minute had expired and the camera came back on, essentially ending her career….

Pt 4

Heart pounding, the naked young attorney had cleared the gate with seconds to spare as she now entered the highway, slouching in her seat to avoid being seen. Thankfully by now the sun was almost down which provided some consolation for feeling like little more than a piece of meat on display at the butcher shop. Despite her fear and embarrassment however lauren felt her little cunt begin to drip once more onto her tan leather seat, this time without her skirt to absorb the wetness. her nipples hardened to the point she felt she could cut glass and her asshole tightened around the plug that sent waves of pleasure coursing through her with every bump in the road. Mere days ago she would never have acted on her fantasies, much less follow the instructions of a Man she’d never met….

her thoughts cut short by the vibration of the phone on her passenger seat, lauren once more picked up the phone to read “Good cunt.”

Those words…even seeing them made her cunt gush until she could feel the seat under her ass become warm and sticky. Briefly losing control as she nearly came, the horny brunette swerved, barely avoiding a parked car. she could only imagine how that would turn out in the city in her current state.

“Very nice body cunt. I’ll hold onto these pics but the Guys and Me are very impressed.”

Feeling herself flush with embarrassment and actual pride at his rude comments instead of the revulsion a normal person would feel, the aching young brunette managed to shakily type “Thank you Sir.”

“I assume you’re soaked by now cunt.”

“Yes Sir”

Pt 5

“you haven’t cum yet?”

“You never said I could Sir.”

“Lets fix that then, cunt. Drive a few more blocks, make a right and drive down to the river front. More instructions will await you there.”

Briefly, the naked young attorney felt her skin crawl as she realized where she now was headed.

Once a beautiful area for couples to drive to and even spend the day, the area over the last 5 years had deteriorated to the point that it was now inhabited mostly by the homeless and strung out junkies the city had forgotten about. Now minutes away, lauren cringed once more at the thought of her surroundings. Boarded up buildings now became more and more common and the amount of scary, filthy looking people and public drug use had increased significantly in the last block alone.

“Stop”

The hum of His cell snapping her back to the realization that she was still naked, soaked and horny, the exposed young brunette now pressed on her break with her manicured toes to sit in the middle of the street.

“Do you truly want this for yourself, cunt”

“Yes Sir.”

“Would you do anything I told you?”

“Yes Sir.”

“Anything?”

Without hesitating, the nervous woman quickly replied once more…

“Anything, Sir”

“Good cunt.” Let’s get you an audience first shall we…. Hold the horn down until I tell you to stop.”

The feelings of shock, mortification and humiliation consuming her, the horny young slut did as He commanded and pressed down on the horn, getting the attention of everyone in the area.

Helpless to do nothing but watch as Men and women now surrounded her shiny white Lexus, lauren heard the cat calls and whistles now begin..

“Now then lauren, reach for the glove compartment and pull out the gift I got for you earlier.”

Doing as she was told once more, she did as He commanded, gasping at the size of the large dildo she retrieved.

“Now be a good girl and give these nice people a show. Recline your seat and slide it back, put your legs up on the dash on each side of the steering wheel and start fucking yourself.”

Thinking OH MY GOD to herself but never foolish enough to ruin the chance she might have at a future without His guidance, lauren once more did as He commanded.

“I’ve had My Men install an interior cam above your head in the rear view mirror girl so do not try to welch on our deal.”

Glancing up as she positioned her naked body to His specifications, lauren now glanced up to see the blinking green light on her mirror that hadn’t been there until today.

“Now start fucking yourself cunt. Massage that little clit as you do….and give us all a big smile.

her desire to be a good little cunt trumping all else, the horny young slut once more began to do as she was told, smiling to the crowd as she slid the thick rubber dildo into her pussy, her juices making the process effortless. The thrill of getting off for Him temporarily drowning out the cat calls and whistles from the crowd, the horny young slut continued, rubbing her clit as she used her other hand to continue fucking her self, imagining it was His cock plunging in and out of her aching cunt instead…

Dazed and horny beyond anything she’d ever experienced, the exposed young slut now watched as the crowd of spectators began to get more involved in her performance… One by one she began seeing Men’s cocks around her….pressing against her windows, being pulled on as she performed…even being sucked by the few females in the crowd getting off to her as well.

The sights around her only increasing her own perverse arousal and desire to please, lauren continued fucking herself…more frantically now until she felt her orgasm seize her crying out as her body spasmed and shook. As if triggering a chain reaction, lauren glanced around her to see many of the Men now cum as well, shooting their white loads against her windows and doors before applauding and cat calling her once more to show their appreciation….

Pt 6

her tits still heaving from the hardest cum she’d had in ages, lauren now glanced at herself in the mirror and found herself also able to take in the scene around her fully for the first time. she was still positioned as He’d commanded, legs spread and fully on display for the filthy crowd of homeless and drugged up men and women that still surrounded her car. her naked body was now a sweaty mess. her hair was messed up from thrashing her head from side to side as she fucked herself to orgasm only minutes before. Juices from her aching cunt had oozed out of her soaked little twat, run into the crack of her ass around her plug and were now dripping onto the seat under her. As she gazed out her cum splattered car windows at the half naked Men and women that still surrounded her, lauren now found herself awaiting her next command.

“Such a dirty little whore you are, cunt.”

“Thank you Sir.”

“I’m sure the judge from this morning would not look as favorably on the “straight laced” attorney from His courtroom if He’d known she’d be fucking her little cunt in front of that crowd, all the while hoping to be taken and enslaved like a worthless piece of fuck meat.”

“No Sir”

“What are you?”

“i’m a worthless piece of fuck meat Sir.”

“What are you?”

“i’m an inferior little cunt Sir.”

“What are you?”

“i’m Yours Sir.”

“Good cunt. How much money do you have with you?”

Surprised at His question but once more obeying without hesitation, the naked young brunette now quickly opened her purse and peered inside.

“$320 Sir”

“Very well. Roll down your window enough to thank your audience loudly for their kindness and pay them for their time…. after all I’m sure they’d all enjoy a nice hot meal. Don’t you agree, cunt?”

“Yes Sir.”

Feeling her nipples harden and her tender little cunt begin to ache and flood once more in disgust and humiliation, the degraded little slut once more performed her task to the letter. Lowering her cum covered drivers window down she thanked them loudly, hearing herself shout, “Thank you all for cheering and watching me fuck myself…. this is all the cash i have….take it all.”

For really the first time in her life she was starting to realize her true place in the world…. she was not a lawyer…a professional…even a person…. In making her hand over all the cash she had to the mass of disgusting degenerates that had just cum all over her entire car, He’d positioned her squarely under them all. she was not a whore, a prostitute…even a cunt…. in paying them all just for the privilege of cumming for them,  she was now nothing more than a piece of meat to be used, shown off and abused as He saw fit…..

Pt 7

For minutes, Damon now watched His naked new toy sit motionless in her car through the cam in her mirror. In the 10 hours He’d been directing her actions that day, He’d noticed her significant decline. This morning she was a professional attorney with clients, a job and responsibilities. Now sitting there naked, legs still spread with a soaking wet cunt and a plug in her ass, she’d been lowered further than even she thought possible. No thoughts crossed her mind… only anticipation of her next task.

“you look very pretty like that cunt…. Sweaty, naked, makeup smudged, hair a mess……much better than with your hair styled and your clothes cleanly pressed and presentable.”

Blushing, the dazed young woman quickly replied “Thank you Sir.”

“The only thing that would make your look complete is a load of cum on that face…don’t you think?”

her heart racing at the opportunity to finally see Him, the horny young brunette quickly replied “Yes Sir.”

“Sadly it won’t be Me yet cunt but I have just the idea….but you’ll need more money. There is an ATM on the next corner. Find it and withdraw another $250.

“Both of them by now fully aware that she’d now be dipping into the money she needed for rent in a few days, the desperate little cunt followed His instructions once more to the letter, painfully aware that she’d now be caught on the ATM’s camera as well. her shame increasing even more as she lowered her window all the way for the first time since her performance, the horny young brunette watched in disgust as the cum that hadn’t yet dried on her window now began to smear upwards until it oozed over the top of the glass and collected into a small pool on the ledge of her tan leather door .

“Never let cum go to waste cunt. Use your tongue and show Me what a good little fucktoy you are….right here….right now.

“Oh my God” she thought. It was humiliating enough that she now sat there naked and on display in front of a camera that most certainly was recording but He’d also just ordered her to lick up the entire contents of so many dirty cocks in the pool of cum that had now begun oozing down over the interior of her door as well

her hopes of becoming His little slave once more trumping her own life as she knew it, lauren now once more obeyed, quickly beginning to clean the Men’s cum from the leather door in front of the prying eye of the camera above. There was so much…. and the humiliation of licking it up like a naked animal for a potential audience the next day made her feel weaker and more disgusting than she’d ever felt in her life…. but His instructions were never to be disobeyed….and so she continued until she was finished.

Pt 8

Descending lower and lower for Him…His direction….His kind words….His use…His complete domination, lauren now finished the meal of cum her audience had provided her with and once more took her place in her seat as His phone vibrated once more.

“Good cunt. Now look into the ATM camera, smile and thank them for watching you eat.”

Each direction, no matter how degrading, now seemed to make her hornier and needier than the last. Aching for His use and abuse, the naked young brunette now once more did as she was told, shifting in her seat to take her position on her hands and knees,her swollen little cunt dripping onto a leather seat already slimy from her orgasm earlier.

“Thank you for watching me eat.”

“Good cunt,” His phone vibrated. “Are you embarrassed cunt?”

Resuming her seated position the young woman quickly replied.

“Yes Sir.”

Already knowing the answer to the question He was about to ask, Damon now smiled to Himself as He asked His prey anyway…

“Is this your normal bank cunt?”

“No Sir…this is too bad of a neighborhood. The crime rate is too high and the people are almost as disgusting as the ones in the alley. Besides, I’d be worried about being recognized now.”

“Are you trying to say you’re too good for these people, cunt?”

“N…no Sir.”  

she was lying and they both knew it. her time spent with the rich and elite had given her a false sense of privilege and entitlement….One He fully intended to strip from her.”

“Good cunt because from now on this WILL be your new bank. you want to be My dirty little piece of fuck meat don’t you?”

Panicked but still yearning, she replied quickly.

“Yes Sir.”

“Good cunt….then I’m sure a little cunt like you would enjoy being noticed…recognized from a video it appears you volunteered for. From now on each week, or more if I see fit, you’ll come down here and make your deposit in person. If you’re recognized I’m sure you’ll be able to handle it…. Now wave to the camera and let’s get you to your next destination.”

“Yes Sir.”

Pt 9.

Looking and acting like a horny little slut craving attention, the naked young brunette smiled once more and waved to the camera before turning the key and driving off toward her next destination….

“Your car is a mess cunt but you can only have one of two options.

“1. you can beg Me to allow you to get your car washed before you head home

or

2. you can beg Me to allow you to be fucked in all three of your tight little holes for the first time in…..How long has it been cunt?”

“A year Sir.”

“How horny you must be cunt…”

“Yes Sir.”

Almost certain the use and probable abuse come from Damon Himself after only one day of tests, lauren still found herself torn between her options. More humiliation tomorrow from driving to work with cum dried all over her car or the first time being fucked by an actual warm throbbing cock in so long….. Which was more important?

In the end, the decision was an easy one…

Pt 10

#2 Sir. Please Sir….I desperately need cock!”

“I don’t give a shit what you need cunt…your needs are not important…only Mine. Understood?”

“Yes Sir. Your needs come before mine.”

“Good cunt. Now beg for cock….ANY cock.”

her mind swimming as her nipples hardened and her cunt spasmed again, nearly cumming from His words, lauren now found herself begging for the unknown….

“Please Sir…. please help me….I’d be grateful for any cock you provide. my fuck holes are yours Sir. Use them how you wish”

Smiling at the text she’d just sent Him nearly without hesitation, Damon now typed His next instructions to her…

“In two miles you’ll turn left onto Wilson St. On the corner you’ll see an old apartment building with a red door. Once you’re there, you’ll get out, lock the keys inside, walk around to the passenger side and wait.”

“His words….the humiliation she’d already suffered at His hands without even being there….and now this…..His complete disregard for her opinions and thoughts…… More and more she was being treated as an object. she’d spent the entire afternoon and evening naked as His prisoner…His plaything. His horny little bitch. her dignity was slipping away faster now. she could feel it. This morning she was a female lawyer, although a horny one….with a nice car and high class friends. After less than a day under His care however, her self respect had now plummeted to an all time low and she’d begun to feel like He’d wanted her to…like nothing but a worthless little cunt…beneath even the crowd that cheered her earlier. she was nothing…but it felt right to her…normal somehow…so normal that, even as she pulled up in front of the run down building, she didn’t hesitate. His rules were Law. Taking a deep breath, the nervous and exposed young woman now continued following His commands, knowing all too well that once she locked her keys inside her Lexus that she’d be helpless to stop what came next. Shutting the door to seal her fate, lauren continued on her path, walking around the car on the dirty street to stand barefoot and naked in the grass next to the passenger side door…..

Pt 11

Seconds turned to minutes and minutes now seemed like an eternity in her current state. she’d been on display tonight before but never outside the safety of her car….never like this. Scared as she was however the young brunette once more felt her nipples harden and her juices begin to flood from the tight little fuck hole between her legs.

“No no NO! What was He turning her into?”

In this neighborhood she could and possibly would be raped repeatedly tonight and yet all she could think about was cock… Cock in her cunt. Cock in her ass. Cock in her mouth…being fucked…used and abused…

The degrading thoughts running through her horny little brain nearly making her cum again without being touched, the exposed young lawyer now was shocked back to reality as the front door to the apartment building opened…

her knees going weak to the point she almost fell, the exposed young woman now gasped at the sight walking toward her.  Shirtless, his chiseled body glistening in the street lights, the biggest black Man she’d ever seen now spoke as He eyed her body.

“Welll look what we got here…..Car trouble,bitch? you’re a little under dressed to be out here in the street this late….you could get hurt.?

“Was He the one?”

lauren had no clue. No doubt Damon had planned this knowing she’d lock His phone in the car with her keys.

“Please….my car….”

“Shut up bitch! Get your naked white ass inside! Looks like your loss is our gain.”

“……OUR gain???? OH MY GOD!?

For the first time today lauren now trembled with fear of the unknown. Fantasies were one thing but was she really about to be raped?

Powerless to resist the large Man behind her she now did as she was told, opening the large red door and stepping inside.

Briefly looking at her surroundings, the scared little brunette saw only a winding starcase leading upward and another leading down, lit only by a flickering red lit chandelier.

“HEY EVERYBODY! PARTY IN THE BASEMENT!” 

“Get your little ass down there cunt. We’re gonna show you what happens to a prissy little white bitch in a black neighborhood.”

Tears beginning to flow down her cheeks, the afraid young lawyer could hear cat calls and cheers once more as loud footprints…and many of them followed down the stairs to the filthy open basement below.

“What had she gotten herself into?”

Pt 12

her naked young body responding violently to the sight at the bottom of the stairs, lauren now fully realized the extent of the no-win situation Damon had put her in.  Poorly lit, no doubt to hide the identities of the Men following her down the stairs, the room contained only a large table and restraints that hung from the ceiling. The entire room smelled like cum and sweat which both nauseated her and made her cunt even wetter. Pictures of other naked women, much like the ones taken of her as she’d stripped in the parking garage, hung on the walls around her, making her painfully aware that she was not the first female Damon had corrupted and she wouldn’t be the last…

Not only was she no longer in control of her actions or her fate, the naked young attorney was about to be truly treated as the piece of fuckmeat Damon was molding her into…

“Pull that plug out bitch and get on the table!”

she hesitated just long enough to feel the first slap to her face from one of the black Men that now surrounded her.

“Now bitch!”

“Y…yes Sir.”

Quickly removing the plug that had been in her asshole now for hours, lauren now let it fall to the floor, climbing up onto the table to lay on her back without a sound. The ringing in her ear from the slap now now disappeared enough to hear their laughter.

“Look at that ass.”

“We’re gonna fuck the shit outta this bitch.”

“She ain’t gonna be able to walk for a week.”

“Look at that little cunt….she’s soaked even now….what a fucking little whore.”

With each harsh word, lauren was losing more and more of herself…more of what made her a human being….to the point she now lay there willing, waiting and motionless.

“We gonna need the restraints cunt?

“No Sir.”

“Good. They take all the fun outta using a bitch…. Now grab those skinny white legs, pull them up and keep them spread. You’re about to get the fucking of a lifetime.”

Doing as she was told, the naked brunette brought her knees to her tits to shamelessly put her soaked little cunt and ass on display.

“Atta girl cunt. Do as you’re told and you just might make it outta this!”

her eyes widening more than ever, lauren now watched helplessly as her captors began to undress, their long black cocks all pointing in her direction as they prepared to use her like the worthless little cunt she was.

her mind swimming in a confused state of panic, lust and fear, she now began to wonder about Damon’s plans for her… Was He just going to let all these Men fuck her….and for how long? Did He even care? Did it even matter? After all, for the first time in her life this truly felt like her place…naked, on her back, legs spread and her wet holes open for use. The thoughts swirling around in her mind sounding as if coming from a dirty little whore and not a skilled lawyer,  the horny young slut now felt yet another piece of her humanity slipping away.

“Look at the bitch…. You guys ever seen a dumb cunt just lay there like that knowin’ she’s about to get her ass raped?”

“Naw but lets show her those little pink holes ain’t gonna be big enough for what’s comin’,”

For the first time in her life the naked young slut now felt completely defeated. There was no where to go…and it was her doing that made it happen.

Pt 13

Waking from her daze in shock as the first huge cock of many to come now slammed into her exposed little cunt without warning, the exposed naked female gasped in agony and lust. Never before fucked by a black Man she’d often fantasied but never imagined this.

“Like that, cunt?”  Get used to it….you won’t be leaving til We’re done!”

“Y….y…..yes Sir.”

“Fuck! This bitch is soaked! Try her ass.”

her petite body manhandled as she was now thrown over on her side, the gasping young cunt now screamed as the second cock slowly slid into her stretched asshole.

her mind completely shutting down, the horny young slut now  continued to accept her place, moaning louder and louder as the two cocks impaling her continued their assault on her holes.

“Look at the dumb cunt just lay there….she ain’t even fighting back! This one’s a keeper….but a little too loud. Someone fix that!”

her eye lids fluttering but still coherent enough to know what they meant, the dazed young brunette now opened her mouth willingly, allowing a third cock to slide between her lips and down her throat to claim her last fuck hole.

her dirty naked body now completely filled with cocks from every direction, lauren now struggled to breathe, gagging on the huge cock beginning to fuck her throat as the taunts, cat calls and degradation coming from her captors continued.

Now, however more and more of them began to sink in as the cocks continued their abuse on her fuck holes and mind. her eyes rolled back in ecstasy. her mouth drooled around the thick cock pummeling her mouth. her asshole stretched even more against the thick cock fucking her ass and her aching pink cunt was so wet now that it slurped against the cock slamming in and out of it.

This was where she belonged…she was born to be a cunt….born to be fuck meat. Why had she even gone to school? Why had she wasted her time trying to be an equal to Men she clearly was inferior to? What a stupid decision. but then again women weren’t known for being overly bright…so much easier to follow than to think….to be molded into what Men wanted….Cock was all she craved and, now that all of her fuck holes were filled, stretched and abused, she only wanted more.

The feel of the cock that had expertly fucking her cunt now being removed, the aching little cunt now whined against the cock in her mouth. The dirty overwhelming need to be filled with their cocks had now grown to a new level and lauren now found herself instinctively trying to lift her ass off the ground for more..

“Look at that stupid fuck pig! she wants more….she’s like an animal…Lets start treating it like one!”

her jumbled thoughts trying to focus as another hard black cock took the place of the one before it, lauren now softly repeated words she’d been called as the new cock in her cunt picked up its pace.

“i..i…it.”

“a…a….ani…mal.”

“st….stupid fu…fu…fuck..p…pig.”

The sensation as the first warm jet of cum sprayed against her belly driving her even further down the path to degradation, the naked young fuckpig now moaned against the cock in her mouth as the long line of drool and precum oozed down her chin and onto the dirty floor.

Pt 14

It had been hours…how many she didn’t know.

Three at a time, they’d fucked each of her holes as as even more degrading pictures of her were taken. .

They’d fucked her mouth so hard her jaw cramped.

her ass and lips dripped cum from the many times she’d done her job.

The only hole left was her cunt…. stretched, sore and swollen….but not filled with cum.  

The same couldn’t be true of her body.

Not all of her captors had cum inside her.

Many laughed and called her names as they’d just shot their loads on top of her.

her face was covered in it. her hair was matted and plastered with it and her body looked as if it had been entirely glazed.

Nothing mattered to her right now except the realization that they’d been taken care of. she’d served her true purpose. Men had gotten off inside her and all over her….. her true place in life…. a place she had never quite realized until today.

Now laying there before them, their cocks deflated, she watched helplessly as they gave her one last parting gift….the first warm streams of piss hitting her face followed by more on her body….

“Better rinse that off fuckpig…can’t have you going home all covered in cum…

And so she once more did as she was told. rubbing the loads of cum off as best she could under the golden showers of Men above her.  A week ago, the young woman would never imagined herself being used like this… fucked, mocked, called disgusting names….let alone being forced to wear the cum of so many Men and then used as a toilet for their piss.

As her brief shower ended the defeated young attorney once more found herself thanking Them for the most disgusting thing she’d ever had happen to her…and meaning it.

“You’re welcome fuckpig. Now get out. Sun’s coming up soon and you have somewhere to be.

Pt 15

her eyes widening in shock and  panic, the well used little slut instantly was brought back to the real world as she’d known it.

“Oh my god! Have i really been here all night? What time is it? Am i already late for work?

lauren felt like a whore. Sweaty and covered in piss and cum, she could smell it on herself strongly…the exact odor she smelled when she’d entered the basement hours before. Hurrying up the stairs, she rushed toward the door, thick cum oozing out of her asshole as she reached the big red door. Opening it, the light hurt her eyes. It was definitely past time for work.

her anxiety peaking as she raced naked down the sidewalk to reach her car, knowing she’d locked the keys inside so many hours earlier, lauren hesitantly tried the handle. Now unlocked once more, she thankfully credited Damon and smiled briefly before getting inside. His cell sitting on the passenger side beside her, the screen now read 1 new message.

Now for the first time she heard His voice….

“Good morning fuckpig. No doubt you’ve realize that, while you’ve had your little holes stuffed and filled with cum, the sun has come up and you’re late for work. Lucky for you, I’ve had one of My girls call you in sick today. your boss questioned your voice at first but amy was able to convince Him she was you. Therefore, your time under My control continues. While you were getting your little holes fucked and enjoying your time with your new friends last night, My own friends visited your apartment and began making some changes to your life. For one, your wardrobe has now been thinned down significantly. Anything considered too professional or not revealing enough has been shredded and disposed of. I’ve taken the liberty of buying you new clothes consistent with My tastes…at your expense of course, which has unfortunately maxed out all of your credit cards to make you even more dependent on Me. Don’t worry though, you still have the $250 you removed last night…for now. The down side for you is that later today you’ll be driving back down here  to use it to open a new account at the bank you performed in front of last night. I wonder if anyone will recognize you…

Let that all sink in for a few minutes before starting the car….then drive your disgusting little ass home and wait for further instructions in the driveway. I have big plans for you today cunt….hope you’re ready. you’ve come so far already…open the center console and see.

The sound of His voice was making her sick bodily urges override her brain again…. Mortified by the words He’d spoken to her and the situation she was in but so incredibly horny, her cunt once more soaked itself and drooled onto the crusted leather seat beneath it as she opened the console. Filled with pictures of her, taken throughout the day up until this morning, they showed the gradual downfall of a professional woman into the inferior fuckpig she was now…. Pictures of her leaving her house yesterday morning, the upskirt picture of her cunt, the parking garage she stripped at, stills of her fucking herself in the car as the crowd looked on, the show she put on in front of the ATM, and finally the most revealing ones of all… snapshots of her laying on her back in the dark nasty basement, her holes filled with cock…cum dripping off of and out of her… and finally, ones of her kneeling under Them as They’d pissed all over her….

Feeling the need to type “Thank You Sir” at her own humiliating expense even though the message had been sent hours before, the young brunette now looked at herself in the mirror. Damon was right. she’d come so far.

Pt 16

she’d run out so fast that Their piss still dripped from her naked body. The cum she hadn’t gotten out of her hair was drying and hardening it in place. her make up from the morning before was mostly gone now except for her around her eyes where it streaked down her cheeks, and she could still smell their sweat, piss and cum on her.

The combined taste of Their cum in her mouth making her thirsty, the defiled young brunette now started her car and headed for home. Thankfully it was now after rush hour but lauren still slouched in her seat as she rounded corners and stopped at red lights along the way. Even now the, still subdued, voice in her head telling her not to slouch….to show off her body, Their cum and piss proudly, was growing louder….so much so that by the entrance to her driveway, she was now sitting normally in her seat. she felt like such a whore…. but this was the way a cunt was supposed to behave right?

Once more His phone vibrated.

“Good cunt. Now let’s get you inside….but no more rushing…. you have a nice set of tits, a firm little ass and a killer smile… let’s put you on display some more. your driveway isn’t overly long but I want you to back up and park by the mailbox. Set the phone’s alarm for 2 minutes and get out of the car. Shove that dildo all the way up inside your cunt and start walking toward your front door. If you enter your house before the two minutes expires, you fail. If you try to cover your body in any way, you fail. If your dildo slides out of your cunt as you walk, you fail…. and failure means our deal is off and if our deal is I may be so pissed that I’d ruin you and send your pics to law firms all over town just for fun. Now do as I tell you cunt. Don’t forget your keys, your purse and My phone…. Now let’s start the show.

her eyes widened in shock at what He’d written, the naked young woman once more did as He commanded. Would He really do that? With her money now gone, she’d be broke and homeless in a matter of a few days. Putting her cum covered Lexus in reverse, lauren backed her car to the end of the driveway, set her phone’s alarm and now, unthinkable a few short days ago, got out holding her purse with her keys and His phone inside, and her dildo. she felt so dirty…on display like an animal at a petting zoo…

Humiliated, the naked brunette continued her degrading display, setting her purse on the pavement to reach down, spread apart the lips of her aching cunt once more and slide the thick dildo all the way up inside her with a moan of pleasure. Even as shocked as she still was, her cunt was already so wet from Damon’s words that the thick rubber cock began to slide out already without taking a step…. she’d have to hold it there the whole way up the driveway….and from behind so as not to anger Damon by covering her cunt with her hand.

Slowly the embarrassed young lawyer now picked up her purse, reached around under her naked ass to press the dildo into her cunt as her walk of shame began…

Pt 17

As she slowly and deliberately walked toward her door, lauren now tried to imagine what she’d look like to the people in her life…her neighbors, her friends, the policemen and women she worked with, her clients and her boss….

a naked, piss and cum covered woman walking up the driveway toward her house in broad daylight holding a thick dildo inside her soaked cunt as cum continued to leak out of her ass from a gangbang she’d initiated…..God, they’d filled her ass with so much cum….

Halfway there…..

One car…getting closer… slowing down…OH MY GOD…. Two boys! Whistles from both…then propositions!

Another car…getting closer….speeding up…a woman yelling obscenities at her like a piece of garbage….then “SLUT!”

One part of her desperately hoping to keep herself hidden from her neighbors…. and the other side hoping to get caught in all of her nasty, naked glory, lauren now reached the door, frantic for the keys as the alarm loudly beeped, signaling the end of her latest test.

Opening the door and stepping inside just in time to avoid a third car coming up the block, the nasty little cunt quickly closed it behind her and dropped her hands to her sides, breathing a sigh of relief as her purse and keys fell to the floor followed by the large rubber dildo that now slid out of her soaking wet fuck hole with a loud slurp.

Pt 18.

The buzz of the phone in her hand waking her from her daze, lauren now answered it eagerly, already missing the voice of her Manipulator.

“Very good, fuckpig. you continue to perform your tasks adequately. First let’s get your nasty ass cleaned up. As much as I prefer you looking like a used piece of trash, I’ll need you looking your best later. Go and take a shower and get all that piss and cum off you. At this point I can see every move you make in your house cunt so don’t waste time. Once you’re out of the shower apply your make up and then wait for further instructions.”

“Yes Sir.”

“Sir?”

“Yes fuckpig?”

“It’s been hours since I went to the bathroom….May i?”

“Shit or piss?“

“What Sir?”

“Shit or piss? From now on pig you’ll always need to not only beg to shit or piss but you’ll always need to let Me know which one or both. Now beg.

Nervously sighing, the broken young woman now took the next step in her development…..

“Please Sir, may this worthless fuckpig shit and piss?’

Somewhere, Damon smiled. His new fuckpig was progressing well.

“Yes pig but from now on I think I’ll make you use the yard behind your house. The privilege of using a toilet is meant for those much more superior to your worthless ass…. and don’t worry pig. I have cameras out there as well. Now hurry…you have an appointment back across town in two hours. Don’t make Me wait.

Horrified but ever obedient, the naked young fuckpig once more did as it was told, stepping out on its back porch to look at the well manicured yard it had once paid a company to keep up. its knees week, it now found itself wishing it had paid for a privacy fence as well. Both of its neighbors had unrestricted views of its yard and it had even caught Mr Franklin, the perverted single Man next door ogling it as it layed out to tan on more than one occasion…. The Robinsons however were a newly married couple with no kids but it assumed they both would be mortified to see their, once very professional neighbor squatting to piss and shit in her own yard….. Still Damon’s directions were to be obeyed always and so, once more the defeated pig did as it was told….squatting like an animal in it’s own yard, first voiding it’s bladder and then it’s bowels, leaving a pile before standing up without anything to wipe itself and running back inside to the shower.

Damon had broken its will so many times already with ease to the point he could have told it to drive to work as disgusting looking as it was, walk into the courtroom and beg to suck the judge’s cock in front of the crowd and it would…

It was humiliated, degraded and broken….and yet, as it turned on the water to the shower, it’s nipples and cunt responded like the horny and pathetic animal it was.

Pt 19.

Desperate and horny the soiled, piss and cum covered cunt washed itself off quickly, rubbing it’s needy little fuck hole as its skin came clean once more. The clean water helping it come back to its senses although only enough to come down from the high of serving Damon’s wishes, lauren now began once more to think clearly…more like a woman and less like the needy little cunt she was turning into. Assuming Damon would want her looking her best, lauren finished by shaving her legs and also removing what little pubic hair that had grown in above her fuck hole. The touch of her hand rubbing the shaving cream against her cunt making her want to play with herself all over again, she fought against the urges growing stronger….

Stepping out of the shower, lauren now dried her hair and applied her make up, once more appearing like she did every morning for work.

The phone buzzed.

“Very nice cunt. you look human again although I have to say I prefer your face and body covered in cum much more.”

“Thank You Sir.”

“Now get to your room and put on the clothes layed out for you.”

Nervously, lauren now did as she was told, stepping into her room with a shock.

The most obvious change was the lack of curtains on her only bedroom window facing the busy road in front of her house. Damon had made sure she’d always now be on display, even in her own home. Standing there dazed, the shocked brunette continued to scan her new surroundings. Her sensible clothes were now gone. her longer dresses, her shorter heels and even her sneakers had all be removed. The drawers that once contained her bras, panties and jeans were now empty as well. Shifting her gaze to the bed, the naked young woman now let the idea of wearing the outfit He’d chosen for her in public sink in…

Pt 20

White and gauze like, the dress He’d chose for her left nearly nothing to the imagination. As she pulled it on and looked at her body in the mirror, lauren could plainly see everything she had to offer a Man… the tight wet slit between her legs, the crack of her ass and especially her nipples as they now spiked out against the thin material. In addition, the dress  was so short that it barely covered her nipples and her cunt and ass at the same time which would put even more of her naked body on display for all to see. Looking down, the blushing little brunette now slipped on the 4″ white platform high heels He’d left for her to round out her outfit for the day ahead.

Pt 21

she looked like a whore.  her dress left nothing to the imagination. As she awkwardly turned around in the white platform heels He’d chosen for her, she could see absolutely everything she had to offer any Man… her cunt, already soaked with humiliation… the crack of her naked ass….and the rock hard nipples that spiked out against the nearly sheer white material. In addition to already feeling like a piece of fuck meat on display, lauren now felt her dress move with each step, either riding up her thighs to expose her little ass and cunt or down with each jiggle of her braless, medium sized tits to expose her pink nipples to anyone who’d notice. There was no winning scenario where she’d be able to keep all of her body covered at any one time… and that made her cunt ache all the more.

her phone buzzed. It was Damon

“Very nice cunt.”

“Thank you Sir.”

“But there is one piece missing to your wardrobe cunt. It’s in your top right dresser drawer.”

Nervously lauren once more followed His instructions, opening the drawer and retrieving a thin, black leather collar, innocent looking enough save for the lettering across the front spelling FUCK ME.

“Sir, you want me to wear this out in addition to looking like this?”

“Why wouldn’t I cunt? We both know what the thoughts of wearing it is already doing to you don’t we?”

“Y…yes Sir.”

“What’s it doing to you cunt?”

“I…it’s making my cunt ache Sir”

“Good. Now put it on….and cunt…”

“Yes Sir?”

“Never question Me again or I’ll ruin your little ass. Got it?”

“Yes Sir.”

Buckling the thin collar behind her neck, lauren awaited her next task.

Pt. 22

“Let’s get you to your destination fuckpig.”

Defeated, the half naked young brunette could only reply “Yes Sir.”

“You won’t be needing your car so I’ve sent one of My Men to pick you up. He should be there soon but He’ll be expecting payment for His services before you leave so be ready by the door.”

“Yes Sir.”

Quickly the flustered brunette now hurried awkwardly to the front door on her heels, raised the bottom of her skirt to her waist and pulled the top down to expose her tits. A few days ago she’d never imagined herself like this…following His orders so blindly, humiliating herself in front of strangers, being a willing fuck doll for a group of Men with no regard for her safety, or even now, standing in front of her own front door half naked, nervous but willing to offer her holes as payment for a ride to an unknown destination. Nervously she now finished her pose, closing her eyes and opening her mouth for possible inspection.

She now heard the car pull up. The car door shut. Footsteps to the door. she wasn’t sure if He’d ring the doorbell…. and He didn’t. A breeze blew in as the door opened, caressing her exposed tits and cunt.

“Very nice, bitch. I think I’ll take your mouth. Now drop to your knees, crawl over here and take out My cock. We only have a few minutes so you’d better be a good cock sucker or we’ll be late for your appointment.”

Quickly doing as she was told, lauren immediately dropped to her knees, crawled over and tore open the Stranger’s jeans to gently pull out His long hard cock. Once inside her mouth however, her Driver quickly reminded her that a cunt should never be in control of her surroundings. Grabbing a fist full of her hair He now began to fuck her mouth… and after the humiliating gang bang the night before, lauren had begun to admit that she preferred it that way.

Gagging on His cock as He raped her mouth, the horny young brunette tried desperately to keep up, massaging His cock with her tongue as the saliva oozed out of the corners of her mouth, down her chin and onto her naked tits.

“That’s it cunt…..almost there…”

Further and further He pushed her head down until the last thrust. she could smell His cologne mixed with His sweat. she could feel His cock down her throat. He was getting close. her nose touched the trimmed patch of pubic hair at the base of His cock…. As she was about to gag on Hiim for the last time, she now watched and felt Him pull out of her mouth, giving her only a fleeting taste before watching as His cock emptied load after load of warm sticky cum down over her exposed tits.

“Boss says that should help hold your dress in place, cunt. Now get up and let’s go”

Pt 23

Ever obedient, the young brunette stood once more. There was so much cum and, as she adjusted her tiny dress, it now stuck to her tanned young body, making the thin white material already barely covering the entire front of her body even more see through. Embarrassed as hell but unable to stop her body from reacting to the feel of His cum, lauren now followed her Escort obediently to the car, her cunt dripping from the humiliation. As she climbed into the back seat of the car, the horny young slut now realized for the first time, despite the sticky cum beneath it, that the tiny dress would never be able to keep her cunt covered if she was asked to sit. Already it had risen up on her hips and ass almost to her waist. her hands fidgeted anxiously at her sides as she sat exposed, horny and degraded, trying to focus on her surroundings instead of the aching wet cunt throbbing between her legs.

“It’s ok cunt…. you can play with yourself….even cum if you want….Boss didn’t say you couldn’t and I definitely don’t mind.”

“Thank You Sir.”

Pulling her cum soaked dress down to expose her tits once more, lauren pulled and pinched each nipple as her other hand slid to her needy cunt. One, two then three fingers slid into her aching fuck hole as she moaned for her one Man audience, completely taking her attention off the direction He now took her. Within seconds, the aching little slut was bucking against her hand like an animal, cumming over and over again before drifting off into subspace…

Pt 24

“Wake up cunt. you’re here.”

Rubbing her eyes, the exposed young brunette sat up, her cunt still warm and slimy from cumming earlier….

“Wh…Where are w…..OH MY GOD!”

It was the same bank she’d shown off in front of ATM cam the night before!

“Boss said He told you you’d be coming back here. Today is the day. Now get out. Don’t want to keep the bank manager waiting.”

“But how will I get home Sir if you leave?”

“Don’t worry your pretty little head about that cunt… Now let’s go…Mr. Pratt will be waiting.”

“Yes Sir.”

Looking at her face in the rear view mirror and then down at her body, lauren began to panic. From the neck up despite some dried cum on her chin that she was able to brush off, she looked professional. From her neck down however she looked like a whore. There was no way to cover her tits, ass and cunt at the same time and the cum from her driver had not even begun to dry, not only keeping the entire front see through but letting anyone around her know from the smell what plastered the material to her body.

“Now cunt!”

“Y…yes Sir.”

Hurriedly the embarrassed young woman exited the car quickly attempting to adjust the material as best she could over her nipples, ass and cunt as she stood ready to be put on display.like the piece of fuckmeat she was.

Despite the bad neighborhood, her feelings of inadequacy only intensified as she watched the car that brought her quickly disappear. Trying to cover the front of her dress the best she could, lauren now entered the bank, uncertain of her future.

Pt 25

As she imagined, her appearance and smell made an immediate impression on ever Male teller and customer. Applause and cat calls filled the bank as she shamefully walked to the front desk.

“Excuse me Sir, I’m looking for…”

“Nice dress, cunt.”

her eyes widened in shock, the half naked brunette, indignantly responded with anger in her eyes.

“Ex…excuse me Sir?”

“I said NICE DRESS, CUNT!” Someone should teach you the proper way to speak to a Man. You’d think a slut wearing a cum stained see through dress with a “Fuck Me” collar would know how to act when she’s complimented instead of being a bitch.”

His words sending chills down her spine and snapping her back to the harsh reality that He was right, lauren immediately regretted her words.

“i’m so sorry Sir. Thank you for your kind words. my name is lauren. i…I’m a lowly cunt here to see Mr. Pratt. Is He in?”

“Better, cunt. Third floor. Room 208. Take the elevator in the back hallway. ms Bly will accompany you up. Before you go though why don’t you pull that dress down and show the room those tits for being so rude.”

“Hey guys, lauren here has something to show us!”

Her embarrassment at an all time high, the humiliated young woman now found herself doing as she was commanded…by even this rude Man she’d never met, smiling as she pulled down the top of her cum soaked dress to the delight of every Man in the room.

she was fuckmeat….and she knew it

Pt 26

she was even more compliant now than before. she was now taking orders from almost any man and that scared and frustrated her…but she couldn’t stop.

she’d just waited for nearly a minute in a crowded bank full of men with the top of her cum soaked dress down showing her tits until the applause and cat calls subsided. she’d found herself frozen in place, afraid of disappointing them if she covered them too soon. her mindset had changed. It was no longer about her needs at all. The needs of Men came first…not just one Man but ANY Man….and it was strangely liberating to admit it to herself as she covered her tits once more with the warm sticky material of her dress.

Turning to head down the hallway, she lowered her head as she once more passed the Man at the desk.

“Thanks for the show, cunt but your tits are way to small. Maybe someday you’ll find a Man who will buy you some bigger ones that aren’t as pathetic looking.”

His words cut her to the bone but He was right. He was a Man after all. her tits were too small… For a second she found herself fantasizing about how much louder the cheers could have been if her tits were bigger…not just bigger…disproportionate to her small frame so that everyone knew what a dirty little cunt she was….

“Thank you Sir. i’m sorry they’re so small Sir.”

“That’s OK fuckpig. From what I hear you’re a work in progress. Now get your stupid ass in the elevator. you should never keep a Man waiting.”

“Yes Sir. Thank you Sir.”

Until now, she’d never been so humiliated in a public place. Every Man in the bank saw her as nothing more than a piece of meat…and it was becoming normal for her as well. Humiliation was becoming self awareness and with each humiliating act either in public or private, self awareness was becoming acceptance. Being a fuckpig for Men was strangely easier than competing with them in a job clearly meant for Them. her brain now began to question everything she’d ever wanted for herself…every detail of her life she could have done differently if she’d only known what she was sooner. her life had been wasted trying to compete. Damon was teaching her otherwise.

her nervousness subsiding even though her dress still barely covered her body, she still smelled like cum, was still wearing her “Fuck Me” collar and felt ridiculous on her heels, the young fuckpig pressed the button for the elevator and waited for the door to open.

Pt 27.

she was a fuckpig. More and more Men were calling her that lately…. and every Man she’d met the last few days at least was right. she shouldn’t fight it. she shouldn’t deny what she was. As her little cunt began to flood once more, the horny little brunette began to feel her juices begin to ooze out her her fuck hole. Why did Damon even allow her to dress today? It would be so much easier to make her come in naked so she could show off her entire body to the Men in the lobby instead of just her tiny tits. It would make it so much easier if one or even all of them wanted to fuck her…. God the elevator was taking a long time…. she slid her dress up to her waist, exposing herself for anyone in the hallway as her hand slid down her body to play with her leaking little fuck hole. she didn’t deserve to wear clothes at all. she should just strip here and get it over with.

The elevator opened.

Entranced, the young brunette stood there, unprepared for the sight in front of her.

Pt 28.

The part of her brain that would find her current circumstances degrading or at the least incredibly embarrassing over the last few days now ever decreasing, the half naked young fuckpig now looked upon ms bly for the first time. Naked, collared, leashed and on all fours, the brunette gagged lovingly on the cock fucking her mouth. her tits, larger than hers, swayed back and forth as He fucked her like a marionette on a string.

Looking almost past her at first, the Man, quickly growing frustrated with her lack of movement, now ushered her inside in the way that made the most sense.

“Move cunt! I haven’t got all day and I’m about done with this little whore.”

“Yes Sir. Sorry Sir.”

“Take that ridiculous dress off cunt. Do you really think a fuckpig like you deserves to be dressed in a Man’s presence much less be allowed to stand?

“N..no Sir, i…”

Cut short by a hard slap across her face from her Superior, the young fuckpig now stood dazed and wide eyed as she hurriedly obeyed. Pealing the dress over her head, the young set of holes smelled what all the other Men smelled when she walked past….a stupid little cum soaked fuckpig meantt to be used in any way a Man would want.

“Now on your knees cunt. Lick My balls while the cunt finishes her task. Harder bly! Don’t make Me tell either of you again.

her cunt was throbbing. her tits heaved. her nipples hardened. her knees buckled on their own as the horny little cunt dropped to the floor and crawled to Him. It didn’t really matter to her who He was but He was her Superior and His cock and cleanly shaven balls were amazing.

Hungrily both fuckpigs now worked eagerly as the Man above them now attached the other end of the leash to lauren’s collar, joining the two.

“Lets go sluts. you’re on a clock now. I’m going up one more floor and you’d both better be finished by then.

Pt 29

A day ago she would have denied that any of this would feel as natural as it did at this moment. she was naked and on all fours, collared and leashed to another naked female in a public elevator. she smelled like cum and it felt good…even better, she was being allowed the privilege of licking a Man’s balls. As she tongued the smooth skin she could feel His pleasure building.

“Now My asshole, fuckpig.”

Eyes widnened in shock but obeying nonetheless, lauren now wormed her way further between His legs to do as she was told. It both disgusted and aroused her as she rimmed Him.

“Good cunt….suck harder bly!”

“Ughhh.. Ughhhh… Ahhhhhhhh!”

His body spasmed as He came, shooting His cum down ms. bly’s throat before pushing both women away almost in disgust.

“Don’t wipe that cum off cunt….leave it there this time. Let it dry to show everyone what a good little cunt you are.”

Composing herself as best she could being naked, lauren watched silently as the other naked brunette now nodded and thanked her Superior.

“Do I need to remind you of your place cunts?” Stay on the floor and wait for the Boss at the top…..and you…. the new fuckpig?”

“Yes Sir?”

“you won’t be needing your dress. Leave it when you exit the elevator. The janitorial staff will dispose of it.”

“Yes Sir. Thank You Sir.”

Pt 30

her mindset was changing. Even earlier that day she’d be wondering how she’d get home without her clothes. Things were somehow simpler now. she took solace in the fact that a Man….ANY Man should be obeyed despite how she felt. It was no longer her place to think on her own. Men were to be obeyed. Disobeying them was always met with discomfort and she much rather wanted to please than be punished.

ms. bly clearly had been here a while. As they both waited on all fours, the other brunette kept her head down, eyes glued to the floor. As the elevator climbed, lauren gazed at the young female more closely. her tits had clearly been augmented. Large rings hung from each of her nipples and the number 44 had been branded into the soft flesh of her right ass cheek.

“44?” she whispered.

As if unsure if she should speak at all, the other cunt now whispered back.

“It’s my new name. you’ll get a number as well.”

“How many of us are there?”

“Nearly 100 now. This is where our Owners bring us each day to work.”

“Work?”

“we’re stripped, leashed, kept on all fours and please the Men in any way they desire.”

“Where are we being taken 44?”

“Mr. Pratt’s office for your subjugation and integration. i mustn’t say anymore. Be quiet or you’ll be punished…. and never look Mr. Pratt in the eye. It’s expressly forbidden.

Pt 31

lauren pondered the words 44 just spoke.

“Subjugation and integration.”

she was educated enough to know perfectly well what those words meant but wondered how they’d be used to describe what came next.

Naked and on all fours, her collar chained to another naked female in an elevator heading to see the bank Owner.

It was clear this was no ordinary bank. The Men in the lobby were clearly Owners of the females kept in other areas of the bank. Their views, like the Man at the desk downstairs, were surprisingly now welcomed by lauren. Thinking back to the way He treated her like a piece of meat….berated her and made her feel inferior now made her fuck hole leak down her thighs as she kept her position. Obeying her Superiors was easier than anything she’d ever done. she found herself hoping Mr Pratt would allow her to suck His cock as well. It didn’t matter to her if He’d be attractive or ugly. It was her duty to serve and pleasure as it was 44′s. At this point, her life as a female attorney seemed a lifetime away. The professional attire, the briefcase full of papers to memorize, the protocol in the courtroom, the exhausting attempts to be Man’s equal….. it was so much easier being a naked, horny, cock craving fuckpig instead…

DING

The sound of the elevator reaching its destination jarring the horny little cunt back to reality, lauren now watched helplessly as the elevator doors to a whole new world opened before her.

His firm hand grasping the leash connecting them both, an unknown new Man now led them out of the elevator and down the hall to the office at the end. Trying desperately to at least keep her heels on, lauren fumbled as she crawled until the Man leading them tugged their leash.

“Kick your shoes off cunt. you’re already naked. What good are shoes to you now?”

Obeying almost gladly, lauren did as she was told, leaving her heels behind as the Man continued past other offices full of sights she’d never seen before.

#34 all alone serving as a coffee table complete with pitcher and grapes….

A group of Men taking turns fucking #10′s holes on an office chair ….

#30 chained to a wall, gagged and bound…..

A Man fucking #51 against His desk….

and finally, #6, no doubt a member of the janitorial staff, naked and gathering trash from the offices in shackles….

her soaked little cunt ached as she watched the other females being used by the Men around her. That’s why they were there after all. her cunt juices lubricating her inner thighs, although no one looked up from their own piece of fuckmeat or even seemed to notice the two naked females being pulled down the hall on all fours, the horny young brunette was certain everyone she crawled passed could smell her fuck holes and it gave her a sense of pride.

Opening the last door at the end of the hall now, the mysterious Man now pulled both naked females inside.

Pt 32

“Ahh ms bly and the new fuckpig…lauren is it? Or do you even respond to that at this point cunt?“

“Just fuckpig please Sir.”

“Very good.”

her eyes still cast downward, she hadn’t even seen her the newest Superior standing before her.

“Very nice body fuckpig.”

“Thank You Sir. my tits are too small though. I’m sorry Sir.”

“Nothing implants can’t fix fuckpig. Now then….do you know why you’re here?”

“No Sir.”

“you’re here because Damon says so.”

“fuckpig smiled softly.”

“Although you’re well on your way toward being what He wants, there is still the issue of your individuality and your status as a person that needs to change.”

“Sir?”

“Lauren Pierce is a person…..and although she doesn’t deserve it, a well documented trial lawyer. Lauren Pierce has ties to the community, a well paying job, neighbors, friends and a life. Lauren Pierce also has possessions. All of these will cease today.”

Eyes wide, the naked young brunette swallowed hard. Thinking back to a few days ago when this was all just an un-realized fantasy in contradiction to how she sat now, completely naked, exposed and completely at the mercy of so many Men, she felt truly uneasy.

“I’m afraid there is no turning back at this point fuckpig. If you refuse to do what is necessary, Damon will expose you as the cunt you are. Pictures will be sent to your boss detailing your actions over the last few days. These same pics in addition to the ones at the ATM will no doubt earn you a criminal record for public indecency. you’ll lose your job, your home and any way of supporting yourself, let alone the ability to make payments on that fancy car of yours.  your life as you know it will be ruined. From this day forth you’re either a disgraced former lawyer or a slave. you have 60 seconds to decide.”

Pt 33

she’d been completely dominated by every Man she’d been in the company of over the last two days.  At first it was humiliating yet exhilarating. she thought she knew what she wanted and set things in motion to accomplish that goal. Yet each Man after the next had changed her… lowering her perspective…her place in the world. They’d made her see what she truly was. They’d made her understand that she was nothing but three holes and a set of tits. Now, as she sat, naked collared and leashed on her heels, the realization that her life as she knew it was truly over almost seemed welcomed. Until now, she’d only been doing what she was told. but she was still Lauren Pierce. she no longer wanted to be.

“Please Sir, make me a slave. What do I need to do?“

“Very good, fuckmeat. First I’ve taken the liberty of documenting your life, making a list of all of the friends and acquaintances you’ve made since you were a little girl… quite exhausting I’ll admit but I’m being paid very well for My services and this is far from the first or the last time I’ll be doing it. The closest ones on the list you’ll now begin calling, telling them you’re taking time off and need a fresh start and time to decide what you want from life. you’ll tell them you won’t be available for contact but let them know you’ll be fine. your parents will be next which will be the hardest. you may tell them whatever they need to hear but you’ll never see them again I’m afraid. After that, you’ll call your boss and tender your resignation effective immediately. Once you’ve severed all ties to your friends and loved ones you’ll begin signing the stack of papers on the desk in front of you. Deeds, ownership papers, life insurance policies…. everything will be signed over to Damon. you don’t think, as His property, He’d allow you to own anything yourself do you? Once we’re done here, Lauren Pierce will no longer exist. Everything that makes you you will be erased, you’ll be branded like all the other fuckpigs here and become the property of My Employer to do with as He wishes. Normally I’d ask if you understood what I’d just layed out but your understanding or even your opinion hardly matters in this case. Get started immediately fuckpig. My Employer has booked a flight out of the country tonight at 11 pm and He’s expecting you to be loaded with the rest of the cargo before He arrives.”

pt 34

This was happening! Never in her wildest imagination did she imagine this day. she was sitting naked, still collared to the female she’d shared a cock with in the elevator only minutes before. her dress was gone. her heels were gone. The only thing she wore was her “fuck me” collar and even that she hardly felt on her body. Looking up at the list of names in front of her on the desk, she again tried to imagine her new life as a slave. her stomach tightened as the fear of the unknown added to the finality of what she was about to do crept into the back of her mind. How many women had Damon enslaved like this? The only way to know for sure would be her actual branding once her calls and signatures were complete, effectively stripping her of her rights, possessions and her very humanity itself.

“Now, fuckpig!”

“Yes Sir.”

The first call was harder than she imagined….the first step was always the hardest…. but name by name came and went and by the end of the list of friends and acquaintances, she found it was almost relieving to sever ties.

Next came her parents’ number however and she gulped loudly as they answered…

As Mr Pratt turned His back on the two naked females, 44 briefly looked up into her eyes and reached for her hand, offering what silent encouragement she could before lowering her gaze to the floor once more.

To her parents, the call went like any other they’d had. Her father asked about her work, her mom asked again if she’d found a man to which she replied “yes” to this time. To them, things were perfectly normal. she told them she’d be going on an extended vacation to relieve stress from work and they understood. Why wouldn’t they? They both were proud of their little girl and knew she was smart enough not to get mixed up with anything she couldn’t get herself out of. she said she loved them and not to worry. They agreed and the phone call ended. she’d wanted to tell them more but they would never have understood her situation much less grasp how a daughter they’d brought up so well would have such a twisted need to be a slave.

Her job was next.

Finding it much easier to dial her job than her parents, the naked brunette listened for the receptionist to pick up and then her boss. By now the finality of what she was doing was catching up to her. she’d already cut ties with almost everyone she’d ever meet and she was about to lose another piece of herself…perhaps the largest piece.  she’d devoted her college degree and the years since then to being the best lawyer she could be and now, after a two minute conversation, it too was gone.

Pt 35

“Now then fuckpig, let’s get down to the issue of your possessions and your freedom. On the desk in front of you is everything that makes Lauren Pierce a person. Drivers licence, insurance papers, documents of ownership, even magazine subscriptions…. I’ve taken the time and liberty of collecting them all…every trace of who you are is here. Those items such as your subscriptions, registration and drivers license will naturally eventually expire. The ownership papers however will need to be signed by you. stripping you of all possessions starting now.”

As she looked at the papers in front of her, lauren almost complimented her latest Captor. The defeated former lawyer’s life was indeed all there….everything that made her unique….everything that, in a few moments would all be stripped from her leaving her as nameless, destitute and subjugated as the naked and conquered brunette on all fours beside her.

“Let’s go fuckpig!” I still need to get you branded and prepared for transport. If you make us late, He may just leave you at the terminal as you are and, at this point I think you’d take anything compared to that.”

“Yes Sir.”

First it was her house and everything in it, then her car, then her life insurance policy, naming Damon the beneficiary….until at last she owned nothing besides the “Fuck Me” collar around her neck….and at this point she highly doubted even that was the case.

“Good fuckpig. I have very adept hacker friends in all branches of the government that will erase all trace of your identity after the papers are processed. By tomorrow morning, lauren pierce will no longer exist.”

“Yes Sir.”

“Now for the last item of business… Come along little fuckmeat….it’s time for your name.”

Leading her toward the fireplace at the far end of the room, Mr Pratt tugged hard on the leash connecting both naked females. At first, she resisted but then chose to crawl toward it without further coercion. she could see the branding iron in the fire. she knew what was to come. However as the red hot iron burned into the flesh of her right ass cheek, the naked brunette screamed loudly realizing how ill prepared she was for the pain.

“It’s ok to scream fuckpig. Even if anyone still here could hear you at this hour, they already all know the drill. Welcome to the family 98.”

Pt 36

“you are no longer human, fuckpig. you are property….a thing….an it….an object to be used like a table or chair…which also means speaking is not only unnecessary, it’s forbidden unless a Man sees fit to tell you to speak. The only true use for your mouth now is as a hole for a Man to fuck. you are fuck holes and tits. Nothing more. Nothing less. your holes are adequate but your tits will be enlarged to be more visually pleasing, not only to your Owner but to Men in general. your new life will be devoted to serving Men in whatever capacity They desire. your holes will be used often. If a Man wishes to treat you roughly, you’ll eagerly comply. If He chooses to fuck you in whatever hole or holes He wishes, you’ll eagerly comply. If He chooses to cum on you or in you, you’ll eagerly comply. Half the fuckpigs here are already pregnant, carrying the seed of their Owners or whatever Man wished to fuck them at the time. you’ll be no different if a Man wishes to breed you, and with a body like that, I’m sure it won’t take long. Nod if you understand fuckpig.

98 nodded. its ass felt like it was on fire. Remembering the severe pain of its own branding, 44 blew gently on 98′s ass in the hope of relieving some of the pain. It was truly the end of its life as it knew it. 98 was its new name. it was property. it was nothing more than 3 holes and a set of tits….Man’s true best friend.

Pt 37

“Now then 98…. lets get you downstairs, made up and into your cage for the trip to the airport.”

For a moment, 98 looked briefly up at the Superior Male above her inquisitively.

“No, 44 will not be coming with you fuckpig. My employer finds that having companionship as a slave makes a fuckpig less dependent on the Man it serves. you will never see 44 again. Your new Owner is all that matters.”

Reaching down to unhook the two brunettes from each other, He now tugged on her leash to begin her trip downstairs and out of the building.

“Stay.”

44 nodded obediently.

“See 98? Even without its leash, 44 obeys without question. Broken and completely subservient.

Once more 98 viewed the other fuckpigs in the rooms off the hallway.some still being fucked, others wearing the cum of the Men above them…. It was not their place to decide their fate. It was their place to obey and be of service.

Once more she was pulled into the elevator. Once more the door opened to reveal mostly the same Men in the lobby, this time however naked from the waist down, their hard cocks standing at attention as they surrounded her.

“Oh you thought I meant we’d make you look presentable before we put you in your cage?”

“No no fuckpig” Cum is the only make up you’ll be getting from now on.”

“Now sit.”

98 sat up on its heels.

“Stay.”

Letting go of the leash, Mr Pratt now stepped away from the circle of Men that surrounded the naked fuckpig.

“Now boys….give 98 the proper send off it deserves.”

Opening its mouth as if in preparation to suck, 98 now felt a slap across its face.

“No sucking fuckpig. This cum is strictly for decoration.”

Obeying, 98 closed its mouth as it watched the circle of Men around it begin to stroke their hard cocks.

it was an attractive piece of fuck meat. That was one thing it knew all too well from the many Men who’d once tried to ask it out….. which was why it didn’t take long for it to feel the first warm splashes of cum against it’s skin and hair. One by one each Man unloaded its warm load of cum on it….on its face, down over its small tits, in its hair until it could barely see. It should have broken her even more but as They laughed at the mess They’d made all over her, the naked fuckpig smiled with pride.

It honestly didn’t matter where they took her from there. it couldn’t make out much as it was pulled down the hallway, put into a cage and taken to the loading dock where the large truck waited. It didn’t matter to it where it was going. There was nowhere else to go. 98 was all that was left of the woman that had started all of this in motion.

As the rear door of the truck descended and the engine roared, the naked, cum coated fuckpig began the final route to the airport.

Pt 38

Unaware of how long the ride lasted, the naked brunette focused on the cum on its body in the dark along the way. The more cum it had gotten lately in it’s cunt, ass, mouth or even on its skin, the more it craved. This time there was soo much… its eyes were matted with it and its skin felt slimy to the touch as it began to dry. it was sure it looked horrible and unattractive but the Men at the bank had such a good time coating it that it knew that what it thought didn’t matter.

The van stopped.

it heard the driver walking around to unlock the back doors.

The doors opened to reveal the private jet in the hangar.

He smiled down at it as if it was a puppy, pulled its cage out and pulled it on wheels toward the loading door.

The cool night air against its cum covered face and tits and its wet cunt made it shiver.

“Don’t worry fuckpig….you’ll get to finally meet Mr Cross soon. He has a vested interest in you.”

its eyes lit up like diamonds. Damon at last. What would He do with it? Where was He taking it?

its thoughts cut off by voices outside, the naked young fuckpig held its breath as it now watched Damon Cross walk up the ramp and toward it for the first time.

Pt 39.

He was so handsome. Hispanic. Dressed in a custom tailored suit that showed His wealth and status. Gold rings on each hand…. He was close to what it had always imagined He’d be.

“you’ve come so far fuckpig.”

it almost came like an animal at His words alone. its cunt now began to leak and its nipples hardened.

“Here’s whats going to happen fuckpig…. I’m leaving the country and taking you with Me. Usually I don’t get caught up personally in the lives of the females I take. It’s less messy and I have plausible deniability in case anyone becomes wise. In any other case you’d have been sold to any number of wealthy, high powered Men across the globe by now. Instead, you I’m making My own personal slave. you’ll be sedated for the trip. Once we’re to your new home, you’ll have surgery, not only to inflate those pathetic little tits of yours to more preferred proportions, but to change your face as well. Lauren Pierce no longer exists…we can’t take the chance of someone spotting a girl who looks like her now can we?”

Enthralled, it shook its head in agreement.

“your body is toned enough that I’m sure you’ll make an excellent stripper at one of My clubs.. Stripping, fucking, sucking cock….being whatever the Men there wish you to be. you’ll be paid well and, in turn I’ll be paid well. The more money you make for Me, the more I’ll use you personally. Disappoint Me and you’ll not only lose that privilege, you may yet end up being sold to another so I can start over with another lost and confused young female. Nod if you understand fuckpig.

it understood.

“Good. Once we arrive you’ll get to show Me personally why I chose you in the first place. but for now, get comfortable. Before you know it you’ll be home.”

its eyes lighting up once more, it leaned against the side of the cage as the needle penetrated her arm.

As everything faded to black, she knew her new life was going to be perfect……

Career Change

It had first begun a few years ago. Lauren had dated a man who, while a gentleman at first, had told and shown her first hand that he was into BDSM. While she didn’t know what BDSM was at the time she did know she enjoyed it. Time had passed and he’d moved on leaving her unfulfilled. She’d taken a job as an intern at a law firm and things got better for a while. In time she was making very good money and had moved up the ladder to partner…. but she was still missing something… At 24, Lauren’s desires and urges had now grown exponentially. She’d spend her days in the courtroom as a professional woman but her nights were spent naked, fucking herself with anything she could find while watching porn that would disgust most other women…. rape fantasies swirled through her head…Masters and slaves… violent use of women… humiliation and degradation…. She needed to feel the way they felt. She craved it… At 25 she’d found His name through one of the more unsavory clients she chose to represent. He’d been known as a slaver of women but no one could ever make any of the charges or accusations against Him stick. Instead of being repulsed by His very existence, Lauren however found herself gravitating into His orbit, even to the point of reaching out to Him. Unsure if He’d even be interested in or trust her enough to reply to her given her profession, she decided to write Him anyway one night after work and tell Him of her fantasies as her sticky fingers slid in and out of her aching cunt. “What the hell was she doing? Fantasies are fantasies but here she was writing a presumed sex trafficker, detailing her need to be enslaved…” Adding a personal touch to her letter to Him she finished by wiping her soaked fingers against it as she folded it and inserted it into the envelope and added her address….

Pt 2.

It had been nearly a week since she’d dropped her cum soaked letter off to a known associate of His but she’d heard nothing. Surprisingly let down by this instead of feeling relieved like any other woman, Lauren stepped outside the door to her home and opened the car door to get inside. There, despite her car being locked from the outside, sat an envelope with her name on it on her front seat. Her mind raced as she hurriedly got inside and sat down, the nervous brunette tore open the envelope, removing a letter and a cell phone and began to read….

“You’re either very brave, very daring or very stupid for including your address in your letter, cunt. Perhaps a mixture of all three. I’d debated long and hard on replying to you due to your profession but, in seeing you, I just had to risk it.”

Lauren felt her lace panties already moisten at His words but excitedly kept reading until the end…

“Over the next few days, you’ll be tested. If you pass these tests you’ll prove your loyalty and dedication and maybe get the opportunity to meet Me in person. Your first test is to go back into the house, remove your panties and slide the medium plug you keep in your nightstand into your tight little ass. Use the phone, already programmed with My number to send proof that you’ve done as I command.”

Her mind and senses overwhelmed by the knowledge that He’d been inside her home long enough to, at the very least know where she kept her toys, Lauren quickly got out of her car and rushed inside despite her feelings of shock and fear. Running late now for work, she quickly removed her panties, retrieved her medium anal plug and, after lubing it and her tight little asshole, slid it in until it popped in place. Hesitating for a few seconds, knowing this was the point of no return…the cut off between the life she’d lived and the life she’d fantasized about all to often, the horny young woman now made her decision, snapping the picture of her wet little cunt and plugged ass before sending it to the Stranger she’d never met….

Pt 3

Within minutes, lauren felt His phone vibrate in her hand. Looking down, she saw the name Damon and read the words “good girl, cunt. Now get to work. you have an appointment at the courthouse and you’re already late.”

He’d known so much already about her routine, her habits and her job that she was both frightened and extremely turned on…. so much so that by the time she’d pulled into the courthouse parking lot, the back of her black skirt was already soaked where her naked cunt had pressed against it.

Hurriedly, lauren ran into the courtroom, barely making it in time, angering the judge. her day from there went smoothly and quickly however, the need for abandoning her submissive side for her lawyer one being necessary for things to progress without making her look like a horny, ditzy bimbo in front of her peers. Unable to put everything, such as the plug in her ass, out of her mind completely, the young brunette took time often during the day to either adjust in her seat or back her ass against a desk subtle enough to push it back into place.

Now finished with her day she glanced down at Damon’s phone on the way to her car. Like so many times that day however, she saw nothing. Had He not been keeping tabs on her today? Was He playing with her with no intentions of moving further? Now, as she clicked the fob on her keychain  to unlock her door, she smiled widely once again. There, like this morning, lay a note with her name on it. Like a horny school girl, the anxious young brunette once more tore open the envelope as the sun began to set and read her next instruction aloud…

“Once again, very good cunt for obeying My instructions. As promised, another test now awaits you….although this one is a lot riskier for you to follow… With some help from My friends, I’ve temporarily disabled the cameras in the parking garage pointed in your car’s direction as well as the one at the front gate..but only for the next 5 minutes…. plenty of time if you hurry to get out of the car, strip off all of your clothing including your heels, leave them on the ground and quickly clear the front gate to avoid being photographed naked. My friends will be watching and photographing you as you obey My instructions to prove your dedication. If you listen to your mind you’ll surely fail this part but if you obey your cunt, I’ll contact you again soon for your next test….”

“GO.”

Eyes wide with fear and apprehension, lauren now felt her pulse quicken and breathing become shallow. Looking down at the clock on her dash she’d already wasted a minute! she needed this more than anything however…so much so that despite everything her mind was telling her, she quickly stepped outside into the night air and began to strip, tearing open her blouse first, so fast that buttons shot in each direction. Citing luck that she’d worn a front clasp bra this morning, she quickly now shed it as well while kicking off her heels. Out of the corner of her eyes she could see both Men now, cameras in hand taking pictures as proof as she finally slid her black skirt down over her ass and onto the cement leaving herself naked and exposed. No time to waste, she continued now, starting her Lexus and sped toward the front gate before the last minute had expired and the camera came back on, essentially ending her career….

Pt 4

Heart pounding, the naked young attorney had cleared the gate with seconds to spare as she now entered the highway, slouching in her seat to avoid being seen. Thankfully by now the sun was almost down which provided some consolation for feeling like little more than a piece of meat on display at the butcher shop. Despite her fear and embarrassment however lauren felt her little cunt begin to drip once more onto her tan leather seat, this time without her skirt to absorb the wetness. her nipples hardened to the point she felt she could cut glass and her asshole tightened around the plug that sent waves of pleasure coursing through her with every bump in the road. Mere days ago she would never have acted on her fantasies, much less follow the instructions of a Man she’d never met….

her thoughts cut short by the vibration of the phone on her passenger seat, lauren once more picked up the phone to read “Good cunt.”

Those words…even seeing them made her cunt gush until she could feel the seat under her ass become warm and sticky. Briefly losing control as she nearly came, the horny brunette swerved, barely avoiding a parked car. she could only imagine how that would turn out in the city in her current state.

“Very nice body cunt. I’ll hold onto these pics but the Guys and Me are very impressed.”

Feeling herself flush with embarrassment and actual pride at his rude comments instead of the revulsion a normal person would feel, the aching young brunette managed to shakily type “Thank you Sir.”

“I assume you’re soaked by now cunt.”

“Yes Sir”

Pt 5

“you haven’t cum yet?”

“You never said I could Sir.”

“Lets fix that then, cunt. Drive a few more blocks, make a right and drive down to the river front. More instructions will await you there.”

Briefly, the naked young attorney felt her skin crawl as she realized where she now was headed.

Once a beautiful area for couples to drive to and even spend the day, the area over the last 5 years had deteriorated to the point that it was now inhabited mostly by the homeless and strung out junkies the city had forgotten about. Now minutes away, lauren cringed once more at the thought of her surroundings. Boarded up buildings now became more and more common and the amount of scary, filthy looking people and public drug use had increased significantly in the last block alone.

“Stop”

The hum of His cell snapping her back to the realization that she was still naked, soaked and horny, the exposed young brunette now pressed on her break with her manicured toes to sit in the middle of the street.

“Do you truly want this for yourself, cunt”

“Yes Sir.”

“Would you do anything I told you?”

“Yes Sir.”

“Anything?”

Without hesitating, the nervous woman quickly replied once more…

“Anything, Sir”

“Good cunt.” Let’s get you an audience first shall we…. Hold the horn down until I tell you to stop.”

The feelings of shock, mortification and humiliation consuming her, the horny young slut did as He commanded and pressed down on the horn, getting the attention of everyone in the area.

Helpless to do nothing but watch as Men and women now surrounded her shiny white Lexus, lauren heard the cat calls and whistles now begin..

“Now then lauren, reach for the glove compartment and pull out the gift I got for you earlier.”

Doing as she was told once more, she did as He commanded, gasping at the size of the large dildo she retrieved.

“Now be a good girl and give these nice people a show. Recline your seat and slide it back, put your legs up on the dash on each side of the steering wheel and start fucking yourself.”

Thinking OH MY GOD to herself but never foolish enough to ruin the chance she might have at a future without His guidance, lauren once more did as He commanded.

“I’ve had My Men install an interior cam above your head in the rear view mirror girl so do not try to welch on our deal.”

Glancing up as she positioned her naked body to His specifications, lauren now glanced up to see the blinking green light on her mirror that hadn’t been there until today.

“Now start fucking yourself cunt. Massage that little clit as you do….and give us all a big smile.

her desire to be a good little cunt trumping all else, the horny young slut once more began to do as she was told, smiling to the crowd as she slid the thick rubber dildo into her pussy, her juices making the process effortless. The thrill of getting off for Him temporarily drowning out the cat calls and whistles from the crowd, the horny young slut continued, rubbing her clit as she used her other hand to continue fucking her self, imagining it was His cock plunging in and out of her aching cunt instead…

Dazed and horny beyond anything she’d ever experienced, the exposed young slut now watched as the crowd of spectators began to get more involved in her performance… One by one she began seeing Men’s cocks around her….pressing against her windows, being pulled on as she performed…even being sucked by the few females in the crowd getting off to her as well.

The sights around her only increasing her own perverse arousal and desire to please, lauren continued fucking herself…more frantically now until she felt her orgasm seize her crying out as her body spasmed and shook. As if triggering a chain reaction, lauren glanced around her to see many of the Men now cum as well, shooting their white loads against her windows and doors before applauding and cat calling her once more to show their appreciation….

Pt 6

her tits still heaving from the hardest cum she’d had in ages, lauren now glanced at herself in the mirror and found herself also able to take in the scene around her fully for the first time. she was still positioned as He’d commanded, legs spread and fully on display for the filthy crowd of homeless and drugged up men and women that still surrounded her car. her naked body was now a sweaty mess. her hair was messed up from thrashing her head from side to side as she fucked herself to orgasm only minutes before. Juices from her aching cunt had oozed out of her soaked little twat, run into the crack of her ass around her plug and were now dripping onto the seat under her. As she gazed out her cum splattered car windows at the half naked Men and women that still surrounded her, lauren now found herself awaiting her next command.

“Such a dirty little whore you are, cunt.”

“Thank you Sir.”

“I’m sure the judge from this morning would not look as favorably on the “straight laced” attorney from His courtroom if He’d known she’d be fucking her little cunt in front of that crowd, all the while hoping to be taken and enslaved like a worthless piece of fuck meat.”

“No Sir”

“What are you?”

“i’m a worthless piece of fuck meat Sir.”

“What are you?”

“i’m an inferior little cunt Sir.”

“What are you?”

“i’m Yours Sir.”

“Good cunt. How much money do you have with you?”

Surprised at His question but once more obeying without hesitation, the naked young brunette now quickly opened her purse and peered inside.

“$320 Sir”

“Very well. Roll down your window enough to thank your audience loudly for their kindness and pay them for their time…. after all I’m sure they’d all enjoy a nice hot meal. Don’t you agree, cunt?”

“Yes Sir.”

Feeling her nipples harden and her tender little cunt begin to ache and flood once more in disgust and humiliation, the degraded little slut once more performed her task to the letter. Lowering her cum covered drivers window down she thanked them loudly, hearing herself shout, “Thank you all for cheering and watching me fuck myself…. this is all the cash i have….take it all.”

For really the first time in her life she was starting to realize her true place in the world…. she was not a lawyer…a professional…even a person…. In making her hand over all the cash she had to the mass of disgusting degenerates that had just cum all over her entire car, He’d positioned her squarely under them all. she was not a whore, a prostitute…even a cunt…. in paying them all just for the privilege of cumming for them,  she was now nothing more than a piece of meat to be used, shown off and abused as He saw fit…..

Pt 7

For minutes, Damon now watched His naked new toy sit motionless in her car through the cam in her mirror. In the 10 hours He’d been directing her actions that day, He’d noticed her significant decline. This morning she was a professional attorney with clients, a job and responsibilities. Now sitting there naked, legs still spread with a soaking wet cunt and a plug in her ass, she’d been lowered further than even she thought possible. No thoughts crossed her mind… only anticipation of her next task.

“you look very pretty like that cunt…. Sweaty, naked, makeup smudged, hair a mess……much better than with your hair styled and your clothes cleanly pressed and presentable.”

Blushing, the dazed young woman quickly replied “Thank you Sir.”

“The only thing that would make your look complete is a load of cum on that face…don’t you think?”

her heart racing at the opportunity to finally see Him, the horny young brunette quickly replied “Yes Sir.”

“Sadly it won’t be Me yet cunt but I have just the idea….but you’ll need more money. There is an ATM on the next corner. Find it and withdraw another $250.

“Both of them by now fully aware that she’d now be dipping into the money she needed for rent in a few days, the desperate little cunt followed His instructions once more to the letter, painfully aware that she’d now be caught on the ATM’s camera as well. her shame increasing even more as she lowered her window all the way for the first time since her performance, the horny young brunette watched in disgust as the cum that hadn’t yet dried on her window now began to smear upwards until it oozed over the top of the glass and collected into a small pool on the ledge of her tan leather door .

“Never let cum go to waste cunt. Use your tongue and show Me what a good little fucktoy you are….right here….right now.

“Oh my God” she thought. It was humiliating enough that she now sat there naked and on display in front of a camera that most certainly was recording but He’d also just ordered her to lick up the entire contents of so many dirty cocks in the pool of cum that had now begun oozing down over the interior of her door as well

her hopes of becoming His little slave once more trumping her own life as she knew it, lauren now once more obeyed, quickly beginning to clean the Men’s cum from the leather door in front of the prying eye of the camera above. There was so much…. and the humiliation of licking it up like a naked animal for a potential audience the next day made her feel weaker and more disgusting than she’d ever felt in her life…. but His instructions were never to be disobeyed….and so she continued until she was finished.

Pt 8

Descending lower and lower for Him…His direction….His kind words….His use…His complete domination, lauren now finished the meal of cum her audience had provided her with and once more took her place in her seat as His phone vibrated once more.

“Good cunt. Now look into the ATM camera, smile and thank them for watching you eat.”

Each direction, no matter how degrading, now seemed to make her hornier and needier than the last. Aching for His use and abuse, the naked young brunette now once more did as she was told, shifting in her seat to take her position on her hands and knees,her swollen little cunt dripping onto a leather seat already slimy from her orgasm earlier.

“Thank you for watching me eat.”

“Good cunt,” His phone vibrated. “Are you embarrassed cunt?”

Resuming her seated position the young woman quickly replied.

“Yes Sir.”

Already knowing the answer to the question He was about to ask, Damon now smiled to Himself as He asked His prey anyway…

“Is this your normal bank cunt?”

“No Sir…this is too bad of a neighborhood. The crime rate is too high and the people are almost as disgusting as the ones in the alley. Besides, I’d be worried about being recognized now.”

“Are you trying to say you’re too good for these people, cunt?”

“N…no Sir.”  

she was lying and they both knew it. her time spent with the rich and elite had given her a false sense of privilege and entitlement….One He fully intended to strip from her.”

“Good cunt because from now on this WILL be your new bank. you want to be My dirty little piece of fuck meat don’t you?”

Panicked but still yearning, she replied quickly.

“Yes Sir.”

“Good cunt….then I’m sure a little cunt like you would enjoy being noticed…recognized from a video it appears you volunteered for. From now on each week, or more if I see fit, you’ll come down here and make your deposit in person. If you’re recognized I’m sure you’ll be able to handle it…. Now wave to the camera and let’s get you to your next destination.”

“Yes Sir.”

Pt 9.

Looking and acting like a horny little slut craving attention, the naked young brunette smiled once more and waved to the camera before turning the key and driving off toward her next destination….

“Your car is a mess cunt but you can only have one of two options.

“1. you can beg Me to allow you to get your car washed before you head home

or

2. you can beg Me to allow you to be fucked in all three of your tight little holes for the first time in…..How long has it been cunt?”

“A year Sir.”

“How horny you must be cunt…”

“Yes Sir.”

Almost certain the use and probable abuse come from Damon Himself after only one day of tests, lauren still found herself torn between her options. More humiliation tomorrow from driving to work with cum dried all over her car or the first time being fucked by an actual warm throbbing cock in so long….. Which was more important?

In the end, the decision was an easy one…

Pt 10

#2 Sir. Please Sir….I desperately need cock!”

“I don’t give a shit what you need cunt…your needs are not important…only Mine. Understood?”

“Yes Sir. Your needs come before mine.”

“Good cunt. Now beg for cock….ANY cock.”

her mind swimming as her nipples hardened and her cunt spasmed again, nearly cumming from His words, lauren now found herself begging for the unknown….

“Please Sir…. please help me….I’d be grateful for any cock you provide. my fuck holes are yours Sir. Use them how you wish”

Smiling at the text she’d just sent Him nearly without hesitation, Damon now typed His next instructions to her…

“In two miles you’ll turn left onto Wilson St. On the corner you’ll see an old apartment building with a red door. Once you’re there, you’ll get out, lock the keys inside, walk around to the passenger side and wait.”

“His words….the humiliation she’d already suffered at His hands without even being there….and now this…..His complete disregard for her opinions and thoughts…… More and more she was being treated as an object. she’d spent the entire afternoon and evening naked as His prisoner…His plaything. His horny little bitch. her dignity was slipping away faster now. she could feel it. This morning she was a female lawyer, although a horny one….with a nice car and high class friends. After less than a day under His care however, her self respect had now plummeted to an all time low and she’d begun to feel like He’d wanted her to…like nothing but a worthless little cunt…beneath even the crowd that cheered her earlier. she was nothing…but it felt right to her…normal somehow…so normal that, even as she pulled up in front of the run down building, she didn’t hesitate. His rules were Law. Taking a deep breath, the nervous and exposed young woman now continued following His commands, knowing all too well that once she locked her keys inside her Lexus that she’d be helpless to stop what came next. Shutting the door to seal her fate, lauren continued on her path, walking around the car on the dirty street to stand barefoot and naked in the grass next to the passenger side door…..

Pt 11

Seconds turned to minutes and minutes now seemed like an eternity in her current state. she’d been on display tonight before but never outside the safety of her car….never like this. Scared as she was however the young brunette once more felt her nipples harden and her juices begin to flood from the tight little fuck hole between her legs.

“No no NO! What was He turning her into?”

In this neighborhood she could and possibly would be raped repeatedly tonight and yet all she could think about was cock… Cock in her cunt. Cock in her ass. Cock in her mouth…being fucked…used and abused…

The degrading thoughts running through her horny little brain nearly making her cum again without being touched, the exposed young lawyer now was shocked back to reality as the front door to the apartment building opened…

her knees going weak to the point she almost fell, the exposed young woman now gasped at the sight walking toward her.  Shirtless, his chiseled body glistening in the street lights, the biggest black Man she’d ever seen now spoke as He eyed her body.

“Welll look what we got here…..Car trouble,bitch? you’re a little under dressed to be out here in the street this late….you could get hurt.?

“Was He the one?”

lauren had no clue. No doubt Damon had planned this knowing she’d lock His phone in the car with her keys.

“Please….my car….”

“Shut up bitch! Get your naked white ass inside! Looks like your loss is our gain.”

“……OUR gain???? OH MY GOD!?

For the first time today lauren now trembled with fear of the unknown. Fantasies were one thing but was she really about to be raped?

Powerless to resist the large Man behind her she now did as she was told, opening the large red door and stepping inside.

Briefly looking at her surroundings, the scared little brunette saw only a winding starcase leading upward and another leading down, lit only by a flickering red lit chandelier.

“HEY EVERYBODY! PARTY IN THE BASEMENT!” 

“Get your little ass down there cunt. We’re gonna show you what happens to a prissy little white bitch in a black neighborhood.”

Tears beginning to flow down her cheeks, the afraid young lawyer could hear cat calls and cheers once more as loud footprints…and many of them followed down the stairs to the filthy open basement below.

“What had she gotten herself into?”

Pt 12

her naked young body responding violently to the sight at the bottom of the stairs, lauren now fully realized the extent of the no-win situation Damon had put her in.  Poorly lit, no doubt to hide the identities of the Men following her down the stairs, the room contained only a large table and restraints that hung from the ceiling. The entire room smelled like cum and sweat which both nauseated her and made her cunt even wetter. Pictures of other naked women, much like the ones taken of her as she’d stripped in the parking garage, hung on the walls around her, making her painfully aware that she was not the first female Damon had corrupted and she wouldn’t be the last…

Not only was she no longer in control of her actions or her fate, the naked young attorney was about to be truly treated as the piece of fuckmeat Damon was molding her into…

“Pull that plug out bitch and get on the table!”

she hesitated just long enough to feel the first slap to her face from one of the black Men that now surrounded her.

“Now bitch!”

“Y…yes Sir.”

Quickly removing the plug that had been in her asshole now for hours, lauren now let it fall to the floor, climbing up onto the table to lay on her back without a sound. The ringing in her ear from the slap now now disappeared enough to hear their laughter.

“Look at that ass.”

“We’re gonna fuck the shit outta this bitch.”

“She ain’t gonna be able to walk for a week.”

“Look at that little cunt….she’s soaked even now….what a fucking little whore.”

With each harsh word, lauren was losing more and more of herself…more of what made her a human being….to the point she now lay there willing, waiting and motionless.

“We gonna need the restraints cunt?

“No Sir.”

“Good. They take all the fun outta using a bitch…. Now grab those skinny white legs, pull them up and keep them spread. You’re about to get the fucking of a lifetime.”

Doing as she was told, the naked brunette brought her knees to her tits to shamelessly put her soaked little cunt and ass on display.

“Atta girl cunt. Do as you’re told and you just might make it outta this!”

her eyes widening more than ever, lauren now watched helplessly as her captors began to undress, their long black cocks all pointing in her direction as they prepared to use her like the worthless little cunt she was.

her mind swimming in a confused state of panic, lust and fear, she now began to wonder about Damon’s plans for her… Was He just going to let all these Men fuck her….and for how long? Did He even care? Did it even matter? After all, for the first time in her life this truly felt like her place…naked, on her back, legs spread and her wet holes open for use. The thoughts swirling around in her mind sounding as if coming from a dirty little whore and not a skilled lawyer,  the horny young slut now felt yet another piece of her humanity slipping away.

“Look at the bitch…. You guys ever seen a dumb cunt just lay there like that knowin’ she’s about to get her ass raped?”

“Naw but lets show her those little pink holes ain’t gonna be big enough for what’s comin’,”

For the first time in her life the naked young slut now felt completely defeated. There was no where to go…and it was her doing that made it happen.

Pt 13

Waking from her daze in shock as the first huge cock of many to come now slammed into her exposed little cunt without warning, the exposed naked female gasped in agony and lust. Never before fucked by a black Man she’d often fantasied but never imagined this.

“Like that, cunt?”  Get used to it….you won’t be leaving til We’re done!”

“Y….y…..yes Sir.”

“Fuck! This bitch is soaked! Try her ass.”

her petite body manhandled as she was now thrown over on her side, the gasping young cunt now screamed as the second cock slowly slid into her stretched asshole.

her mind completely shutting down, the horny young slut now  continued to accept her place, moaning louder and louder as the two cocks impaling her continued their assault on her holes.

“Look at the dumb cunt just lay there….she ain’t even fighting back! This one’s a keeper….but a little too loud. Someone fix that!”

her eye lids fluttering but still coherent enough to know what they meant, the dazed young brunette now opened her mouth willingly, allowing a third cock to slide between her lips and down her throat to claim her last fuck hole.

her dirty naked body now completely filled with cocks from every direction, lauren now struggled to breathe, gagging on the huge cock beginning to fuck her throat as the taunts, cat calls and degradation coming from her captors continued.

Now, however more and more of them began to sink in as the cocks continued their abuse on her fuck holes and mind. her eyes rolled back in ecstasy. her mouth drooled around the thick cock pummeling her mouth. her asshole stretched even more against the thick cock fucking her ass and her aching pink cunt was so wet now that it slurped against the cock slamming in and out of it.

This was where she belonged…she was born to be a cunt….born to be fuck meat. Why had she even gone to school? Why had she wasted her time trying to be an equal to Men she clearly was inferior to? What a stupid decision. but then again women weren’t known for being overly bright…so much easier to follow than to think….to be molded into what Men wanted….Cock was all she craved and, now that all of her fuck holes were filled, stretched and abused, she only wanted more.

The feel of the cock that had expertly fucking her cunt now being removed, the aching little cunt now whined against the cock in her mouth. The dirty overwhelming need to be filled with their cocks had now grown to a new level and lauren now found herself instinctively trying to lift her ass off the ground for more..

“Look at that stupid fuck pig! she wants more….she’s like an animal…Lets start treating it like one!”

her jumbled thoughts trying to focus as another hard black cock took the place of the one before it, lauren now softly repeated words she’d been called as the new cock in her cunt picked up its pace.

“i..i…it.”

“a…a….ani…mal.”

“st….stupid fu…fu…fuck..p…pig.”

The sensation as the first warm jet of cum sprayed against her belly driving her even further down the path to degradation, the naked young fuckpig now moaned against the cock in her mouth as the long line of drool and precum oozed down her chin and onto the dirty floor.

Pt 14

It had been hours…how many she didn’t know.

Three at a time, they’d fucked each of her holes as as even more degrading pictures of her were taken. .

They’d fucked her mouth so hard her jaw cramped.

her ass and lips dripped cum from the many times she’d done her job.

The only hole left was her cunt…. stretched, sore and swollen….but not filled with cum.  

The same couldn’t be true of her body.

Not all of her captors had cum inside her.

Many laughed and called her names as they’d just shot their loads on top of her.

her face was covered in it. her hair was matted and plastered with it and her body looked as if it had been entirely glazed.

Nothing mattered to her right now except the realization that they’d been taken care of. she’d served her true purpose. Men had gotten off inside her and all over her….. her true place in life…. a place she had never quite realized until today.

Now laying there before them, their cocks deflated, she watched helplessly as they gave her one last parting gift….the first warm streams of piss hitting her face followed by more on her body….

“Better rinse that off fuckpig…can’t have you going home all covered in cum…

And so she once more did as she was told. rubbing the loads of cum off as best she could under the golden showers of Men above her.  A week ago, the young woman would never imagined herself being used like this… fucked, mocked, called disgusting names….let alone being forced to wear the cum of so many Men and then used as a toilet for their piss.

As her brief shower ended the defeated young attorney once more found herself thanking Them for the most disgusting thing she’d ever had happen to her…and meaning it.

“You’re welcome fuckpig. Now get out. Sun’s coming up soon and you have somewhere to be.

Pt 15

her eyes widening in shock and  panic, the well used little slut instantly was brought back to the real world as she’d known it.

“Oh my god! Have i really been here all night? What time is it? Am i already late for work?

lauren felt like a whore. Sweaty and covered in piss and cum, she could smell it on herself strongly…the exact odor she smelled when she’d entered the basement hours before. Hurrying up the stairs, she rushed toward the door, thick cum oozing out of her asshole as she reached the big red door. Opening it, the light hurt her eyes. It was definitely past time for work.

her anxiety peaking as she raced naked down the sidewalk to reach her car, knowing she’d locked the keys inside so many hours earlier, lauren hesitantly tried the handle. Now unlocked once more, she thankfully credited Damon and smiled briefly before getting inside. His cell sitting on the passenger side beside her, the screen now read 1 new message.

Now for the first time she heard His voice….

“Good morning fuckpig. No doubt you’ve realize that, while you’ve had your little holes stuffed and filled with cum, the sun has come up and you’re late for work. Lucky for you, I’ve had one of My girls call you in sick today. your boss questioned your voice at first but amy was able to convince Him she was you. Therefore, your time under My control continues. While you were getting your little holes fucked and enjoying your time with your new friends last night, My own friends visited your apartment and began making some changes to your life. For one, your wardrobe has now been thinned down significantly. Anything considered too professional or not revealing enough has been shredded and disposed of. I’ve taken the liberty of buying you new clothes consistent with My tastes…at your expense of course, which has unfortunately maxed out all of your credit cards to make you even more dependent on Me. Don’t worry though, you still have the $250 you removed last night…for now. The down side for you is that later today you’ll be driving back down here  to use it to open a new account at the bank you performed in front of last night. I wonder if anyone will recognize you…

Let that all sink in for a few minutes before starting the car….then drive your disgusting little ass home and wait for further instructions in the driveway. I have big plans for you today cunt….hope you’re ready. you’ve come so far already…open the center console and see.

The sound of His voice was making her sick bodily urges override her brain again…. Mortified by the words He’d spoken to her and the situation she was in but so incredibly horny, her cunt once more soaked itself and drooled onto the crusted leather seat beneath it as she opened the console. Filled with pictures of her, taken throughout the day up until this morning, they showed the gradual downfall of a professional woman into the inferior fuckpig she was now…. Pictures of her leaving her house yesterday morning, the upskirt picture of her cunt, the parking garage she stripped at, stills of her fucking herself in the car as the crowd looked on, the show she put on in front of the ATM, and finally the most revealing ones of all… snapshots of her laying on her back in the dark nasty basement, her holes filled with cock…cum dripping off of and out of her… and finally, ones of her kneeling under Them as They’d pissed all over her….

Feeling the need to type “Thank You Sir” at her own humiliating expense even though the message had been sent hours before, the young brunette now looked at herself in the mirror. Damon was right. she’d come so far.

Pt 16

she’d run out so fast that Their piss still dripped from her naked body. The cum she hadn’t gotten out of her hair was drying and hardening it in place. her make up from the morning before was mostly gone now except for her around her eyes where it streaked down her cheeks, and she could still smell their sweat, piss and cum on her.

The combined taste of Their cum in her mouth making her thirsty, the defiled young brunette now started her car and headed for home. Thankfully it was now after rush hour but lauren still slouched in her seat as she rounded corners and stopped at red lights along the way. Even now the, still subdued, voice in her head telling her not to slouch….to show off her body, Their cum and piss proudly, was growing louder….so much so that by the entrance to her driveway, she was now sitting normally in her seat. she felt like such a whore…. but this was the way a cunt was supposed to behave right?

Once more His phone vibrated.

“Good cunt. Now let’s get you inside….but no more rushing…. you have a nice set of tits, a firm little ass and a killer smile… let’s put you on display some more. your driveway isn’t overly long but I want you to back up and park by the mailbox. Set the phone’s alarm for 2 minutes and get out of the car. Shove that dildo all the way up inside your cunt and start walking toward your front door. If you enter your house before the two minutes expires, you fail. If you try to cover your body in any way, you fail. If your dildo slides out of your cunt as you walk, you fail…. and failure means our deal is off and if our deal is I may be so pissed that I’d ruin you and send your pics to law firms all over town just for fun. Now do as I tell you cunt. Don’t forget your keys, your purse and My phone…. Now let’s start the show.

her eyes widened in shock at what He’d written, the naked young woman once more did as He commanded. Would He really do that? With her money now gone, she’d be broke and homeless in a matter of a few days. Putting her cum covered Lexus in reverse, lauren backed her car to the end of the driveway, set her phone’s alarm and now, unthinkable a few short days ago, got out holding her purse with her keys and His phone inside, and her dildo. she felt so dirty…on display like an animal at a petting zoo…

Humiliated, the naked brunette continued her degrading display, setting her purse on the pavement to reach down, spread apart the lips of her aching cunt once more and slide the thick dildo all the way up inside her with a moan of pleasure. Even as shocked as she still was, her cunt was already so wet from Damon’s words that the thick rubber cock began to slide out already without taking a step…. she’d have to hold it there the whole way up the driveway….and from behind so as not to anger Damon by covering her cunt with her hand.

Slowly the embarrassed young lawyer now picked up her purse, reached around under her naked ass to press the dildo into her cunt as her walk of shame began…

Pt 17

As she slowly and deliberately walked toward her door, lauren now tried to imagine what she’d look like to the people in her life…her neighbors, her friends, the policemen and women she worked with, her clients and her boss….

a naked, piss and cum covered woman walking up the driveway toward her house in broad daylight holding a thick dildo inside her soaked cunt as cum continued to leak out of her ass from a gangbang she’d initiated…..God, they’d filled her ass with so much cum….

Halfway there…..

One car…getting closer… slowing down…OH MY GOD…. Two boys! Whistles from both…then propositions!

Another car…getting closer….speeding up…a woman yelling obscenities at her like a piece of garbage….then “SLUT!”

One part of her desperately hoping to keep herself hidden from her neighbors…. and the other side hoping to get caught in all of her nasty, naked glory, lauren now reached the door, frantic for the keys as the alarm loudly beeped, signaling the end of her latest test.

Opening the door and stepping inside just in time to avoid a third car coming up the block, the nasty little cunt quickly closed it behind her and dropped her hands to her sides, breathing a sigh of relief as her purse and keys fell to the floor followed by the large rubber dildo that now slid out of her soaking wet fuck hole with a loud slurp.

Pt 18.

The buzz of the phone in her hand waking her from her daze, lauren now answered it eagerly, already missing the voice of her Manipulator.

“Very good, fuckpig. you continue to perform your tasks adequately. First let’s get your nasty ass cleaned up. As much as I prefer you looking like a used piece of trash, I’ll need you looking your best later. Go and take a shower and get all that piss and cum off you. At this point I can see every move you make in your house cunt so don’t waste time. Once you’re out of the shower apply your make up and then wait for further instructions.”

“Yes Sir.”

“Sir?”

“Yes fuckpig?”

“It’s been hours since I went to the bathroom….May i?”

“Shit or piss?“

“What Sir?”

“Shit or piss? From now on pig you’ll always need to not only beg to shit or piss but you’ll always need to let Me know which one or both. Now beg.

Nervously sighing, the broken young woman now took the next step in her development…..

“Please Sir, may this worthless fuckpig shit and piss?’

Somewhere, Damon smiled. His new fuckpig was progressing well.

“Yes pig but from now on I think I’ll make you use the yard behind your house. The privilege of using a toilet is meant for those much more superior to your worthless ass…. and don’t worry pig. I have cameras out there as well. Now hurry…you have an appointment back across town in two hours. Don’t make Me wait.

Horrified but ever obedient, the naked young fuckpig once more did as it was told, stepping out on its back porch to look at the well manicured yard it had once paid a company to keep up. its knees week, it now found itself wishing it had paid for a privacy fence as well. Both of its neighbors had unrestricted views of its yard and it had even caught Mr Franklin, the perverted single Man next door ogling it as it layed out to tan on more than one occasion…. The Robinsons however were a newly married couple with no kids but it assumed they both would be mortified to see their, once very professional neighbor squatting to piss and shit in her own yard….. Still Damon’s directions were to be obeyed always and so, once more the defeated pig did as it was told….squatting like an animal in it’s own yard, first voiding it’s bladder and then it’s bowels, leaving a pile before standing up without anything to wipe itself and running back inside to the shower.

Damon had broken its will so many times already with ease to the point he could have told it to drive to work as disgusting looking as it was, walk into the courtroom and beg to suck the judge’s cock in front of the crowd and it would…

It was humiliated, degraded and broken….and yet, as it turned on the water to the shower, it’s nipples and cunt responded like the horny and pathetic animal it was.

Pt 19.

Desperate and horny the soiled, piss and cum covered cunt washed itself off quickly, rubbing it’s needy little fuck hole as its skin came clean once more. The clean water helping it come back to its senses although only enough to come down from the high of serving Damon’s wishes, lauren now began once more to think clearly…more like a woman and less like the needy little cunt she was turning into. Assuming Damon would want her looking her best, lauren finished by shaving her legs and also removing what little pubic hair that had grown in above her fuck hole. The touch of her hand rubbing the shaving cream against her cunt making her want to play with herself all over again, she fought against the urges growing stronger….

Stepping out of the shower, lauren now dried her hair and applied her make up, once more appearing like she did every morning for work.

The phone buzzed.

“Very nice cunt. you look human again although I have to say I prefer your face and body covered in cum much more.”

“Thank You Sir.”

“Now get to your room and put on the clothes layed out for you.”

Nervously, lauren now did as she was told, stepping into her room with a shock.

The most obvious change was the lack of curtains on her only bedroom window facing the busy road in front of her house. Damon had made sure she’d always now be on display, even in her own home. Standing there dazed, the shocked brunette continued to scan her new surroundings. Her sensible clothes were now gone. her longer dresses, her shorter heels and even her sneakers had all be removed. The drawers that once contained her bras, panties and jeans were now empty as well. Shifting her gaze to the bed, the naked young woman now let the idea of wearing the outfit He’d chosen for her in public sink in…

Pt 20

White and gauze like, the dress He’d chose for her left nearly nothing to the imagination. As she pulled it on and looked at her body in the mirror, lauren could plainly see everything she had to offer a Man… the tight wet slit between her legs, the crack of her ass and especially her nipples as they now spiked out against the thin material. In addition, the dress  was so short that it barely covered her nipples and her cunt and ass at the same time which would put even more of her naked body on display for all to see. Looking down, the blushing little brunette now slipped on the 4″ white platform high heels He’d left for her to round out her outfit for the day ahead.

Pt 21

she looked like a whore.  her dress left nothing to the imagination. As she awkwardly turned around in the white platform heels He’d chosen for her, she could see absolutely everything she had to offer any Man… her cunt, already soaked with humiliation… the crack of her naked ass….and the rock hard nipples that spiked out against the nearly sheer white material. In addition to already feeling like a piece of fuck meat on display, lauren now felt her dress move with each step, either riding up her thighs to expose her little ass and cunt or down with each jiggle of her braless, medium sized tits to expose her pink nipples to anyone who’d notice. There was no winning scenario where she’d be able to keep all of her body covered at any one time… and that made her cunt ache all the more.

her phone buzzed. It was Damon

“Very nice cunt.”

“Thank you Sir.”

“But there is one piece missing to your wardrobe cunt. It’s in your top right dresser drawer.”

Nervously lauren once more followed His instructions, opening the drawer and retrieving a thin, black leather collar, innocent looking enough save for the lettering across the front spelling FUCK ME.

“Sir, you want me to wear this out in addition to looking like this?”

“Why wouldn’t I cunt? We both know what the thoughts of wearing it is already doing to you don’t we?”

“Y…yes Sir.”

“What’s it doing to you cunt?”

“I…it’s making my cunt ache Sir”

“Good. Now put it on….and cunt…”

“Yes Sir?”

“Never question Me again or I’ll ruin your little ass. Got it?”

“Yes Sir.”

Buckling the thin collar behind her neck, lauren awaited her next task.

Pt. 22

“Let’s get you to your destination fuckpig.”

Defeated, the half naked young brunette could only reply “Yes Sir.”

“You won’t be needing your car so I’ve sent one of My Men to pick you up. He should be there soon but He’ll be expecting payment for His services before you leave so be ready by the door.”

“Yes Sir.”

Quickly the flustered brunette now hurried awkwardly to the front door on her heels, raised the bottom of her skirt to her waist and pulled the top down to expose her tits. A few days ago she’d never imagined herself like this…following His orders so blindly, humiliating herself in front of strangers, being a willing fuck doll for a group of Men with no regard for her safety, or even now, standing in front of her own front door half naked, nervous but willing to offer her holes as payment for a ride to an unknown destination. Nervously she now finished her pose, closing her eyes and opening her mouth for possible inspection.

She now heard the car pull up. The car door shut. Footsteps to the door. she wasn’t sure if He’d ring the doorbell…. and He didn’t. A breeze blew in as the door opened, caressing her exposed tits and cunt.

“Very nice, bitch. I think I’ll take your mouth. Now drop to your knees, crawl over here and take out My cock. We only have a few minutes so you’d better be a good cock sucker or we’ll be late for your appointment.”

Quickly doing as she was told, lauren immediately dropped to her knees, crawled over and tore open the Stranger’s jeans to gently pull out His long hard cock. Once inside her mouth however, her Driver quickly reminded her that a cunt should never be in control of her surroundings. Grabbing a fist full of her hair He now began to fuck her mouth… and after the humiliating gang bang the night before, lauren had begun to admit that she preferred it that way.

Gagging on His cock as He raped her mouth, the horny young brunette tried desperately to keep up, massaging His cock with her tongue as the saliva oozed out of the corners of her mouth, down her chin and onto her naked tits.

“That’s it cunt…..almost there…”

Further and further He pushed her head down until the last thrust. she could smell His cologne mixed with His sweat. she could feel His cock down her throat. He was getting close. her nose touched the trimmed patch of pubic hair at the base of His cock…. As she was about to gag on Hiim for the last time, she now watched and felt Him pull out of her mouth, giving her only a fleeting taste before watching as His cock emptied load after load of warm sticky cum down over her exposed tits.

“Boss says that should help hold your dress in place, cunt. Now get up and let’s go”

Pt 23

Ever obedient, the young brunette stood once more. There was so much cum and, as she adjusted her tiny dress, it now stuck to her tanned young body, making the thin white material already barely covering the entire front of her body even more see through. Embarrassed as hell but unable to stop her body from reacting to the feel of His cum, lauren now followed her Escort obediently to the car, her cunt dripping from the humiliation. As she climbed into the back seat of the car, the horny young slut now realized for the first time, despite the sticky cum beneath it, that the tiny dress would never be able to keep her cunt covered if she was asked to sit. Already it had risen up on her hips and ass almost to her waist. her hands fidgeted anxiously at her sides as she sat exposed, horny and degraded, trying to focus on her surroundings instead of the aching wet cunt throbbing between her legs.

“It’s ok cunt…. you can play with yourself….even cum if you want….Boss didn’t say you couldn’t and I definitely don’t mind.”

“Thank You Sir.”

Pulling her cum soaked dress down to expose her tits once more, lauren pulled and pinched each nipple as her other hand slid to her needy cunt. One, two then three fingers slid into her aching fuck hole as she moaned for her one Man audience, completely taking her attention off the direction He now took her. Within seconds, the aching little slut was bucking against her hand like an animal, cumming over and over again before drifting off into subspace…

Pt 24

“Wake up cunt. you’re here.”

Rubbing her eyes, the exposed young brunette sat up, her cunt still warm and slimy from cumming earlier….

“Wh…Where are w…..OH MY GOD!”

It was the same bank she’d shown off in front of ATM cam the night before!

“Boss said He told you you’d be coming back here. Today is the day. Now get out. Don’t want to keep the bank manager waiting.”

“But how will I get home Sir if you leave?”

“Don’t worry your pretty little head about that cunt… Now let’s go…Mr. Pratt will be waiting.”

“Yes Sir.”

Looking at her face in the rear view mirror and then down at her body, lauren began to panic. From the neck up despite some dried cum on her chin that she was able to brush off, she looked professional. From her neck down however she looked like a whore. There was no way to cover her tits, ass and cunt at the same time and the cum from her driver had not even begun to dry, not only keeping the entire front see through but letting anyone around her know from the smell what plastered the material to her body.

“Now cunt!”

“Y…yes Sir.”

Hurriedly the embarrassed young woman exited the car quickly attempting to adjust the material as best she could over her nipples, ass and cunt as she stood ready to be put on display.like the piece of fuckmeat she was.

Despite the bad neighborhood, her feelings of inadequacy only intensified as she watched the car that brought her quickly disappear. Trying to cover the front of her dress the best she could, lauren now entered the bank, uncertain of her future.

Pt 25

As she imagined, her appearance and smell made an immediate impression on ever Male teller and customer. Applause and cat calls filled the bank as she shamefully walked to the front desk.

“Excuse me Sir, I’m looking for…”

“Nice dress, cunt.”

her eyes widened in shock, the half naked brunette, indignantly responded with anger in her eyes.

“Ex…excuse me Sir?”

“I said NICE DRESS, CUNT!” Someone should teach you the proper way to speak to a Man. You’d think a slut wearing a cum stained see through dress with a “Fuck Me” collar would know how to act when she’s complimented instead of being a bitch.”

His words sending chills down her spine and snapping her back to the harsh reality that He was right, lauren immediately regretted her words.

“i’m so sorry Sir. Thank you for your kind words. my name is lauren. i…I’m a lowly cunt here to see Mr. Pratt. Is He in?”

“Better, cunt. Third floor. Room 208. Take the elevator in the back hallway. ms Bly will accompany you up. Before you go though why don’t you pull that dress down and show the room those tits for being so rude.”

“Hey guys, lauren here has something to show us!”

Her embarrassment at an all time high, the humiliated young woman now found herself doing as she was commanded…by even this rude Man she’d never met, smiling as she pulled down the top of her cum soaked dress to the delight of every Man in the room.

she was fuckmeat….and she knew it

Pt 26

she was even more compliant now than before. she was now taking orders from almost any man and that scared and frustrated her…but she couldn’t stop.

she’d just waited for nearly a minute in a crowded bank full of men with the top of her cum soaked dress down showing her tits until the applause and cat calls subsided. she’d found herself frozen in place, afraid of disappointing them if she covered them too soon. her mindset had changed. It was no longer about her needs at all. The needs of Men came first…not just one Man but ANY Man….and it was strangely liberating to admit it to herself as she covered her tits once more with the warm sticky material of her dress.

Turning to head down the hallway, she lowered her head as she once more passed the Man at the desk.

“Thanks for the show, cunt but your tits are way to small. Maybe someday you’ll find a Man who will buy you some bigger ones that aren’t as pathetic looking.”

His words cut her to the bone but He was right. He was a Man after all. her tits were too small… For a second she found herself fantasizing about how much louder the cheers could have been if her tits were bigger…not just bigger…disproportionate to her small frame so that everyone knew what a dirty little cunt she was….

“Thank you Sir. i’m sorry they’re so small Sir.”

“That’s OK fuckpig. From what I hear you’re a work in progress. Now get your stupid ass in the elevator. you should never keep a Man waiting.”

“Yes Sir. Thank you Sir.”

Until now, she’d never been so humiliated in a public place. Every Man in the bank saw her as nothing more than a piece of meat…and it was becoming normal for her as well. Humiliation was becoming self awareness and with each humiliating act either in public or private, self awareness was becoming acceptance. Being a fuckpig for Men was strangely easier than competing with them in a job clearly meant for Them. her brain now began to question everything she’d ever wanted for herself…every detail of her life she could have done differently if she’d only known what she was sooner. her life had been wasted trying to compete. Damon was teaching her otherwise.

her nervousness subsiding even though her dress still barely covered her body, she still smelled like cum, was still wearing her “Fuck Me” collar and felt ridiculous on her heels, the young fuckpig pressed the button for the elevator and waited for the door to open.

Pt 27.

she was a fuckpig. More and more Men were calling her that lately…. and every Man she’d met the last few days at least was right. she shouldn’t fight it. she shouldn’t deny what she was. As her little cunt began to flood once more, the horny little brunette began to feel her juices begin to ooze out her her fuck hole. Why did Damon even allow her to dress today? It would be so much easier to make her come in naked so she could show off her entire body to the Men in the lobby instead of just her tiny tits. It would make it so much easier if one or even all of them wanted to fuck her…. God the elevator was taking a long time…. she slid her dress up to her waist, exposing herself for anyone in the hallway as her hand slid down her body to play with her leaking little fuck hole. she didn’t deserve to wear clothes at all. she should just strip here and get it over with.

The elevator opened.

Entranced, the young brunette stood there, unprepared for the sight in front of her.

Pt 28.

The part of her brain that would find her current circumstances degrading or at the least incredibly embarrassing over the last few days now ever decreasing, the half naked young fuckpig now looked upon ms bly for the first time. Naked, collared, leashed and on all fours, the brunette gagged lovingly on the cock fucking her mouth. her tits, larger than hers, swayed back and forth as He fucked her like a marionette on a string.

Looking almost past her at first, the Man, quickly growing frustrated with her lack of movement, now ushered her inside in the way that made the most sense.

“Move cunt! I haven’t got all day and I’m about done with this little whore.”

“Yes Sir. Sorry Sir.”

“Take that ridiculous dress off cunt. Do you really think a fuckpig like you deserves to be dressed in a Man’s presence much less be allowed to stand?

“N..no Sir, i…”

Cut short by a hard slap across her face from her Superior, the young fuckpig now stood dazed and wide eyed as she hurriedly obeyed. Pealing the dress over her head, the young set of holes smelled what all the other Men smelled when she walked past….a stupid little cum soaked fuckpig meantt to be used in any way a Man would want.

“Now on your knees cunt. Lick My balls while the cunt finishes her task. Harder bly! Don’t make Me tell either of you again.

her cunt was throbbing. her tits heaved. her nipples hardened. her knees buckled on their own as the horny little cunt dropped to the floor and crawled to Him. It didn’t really matter to her who He was but He was her Superior and His cock and cleanly shaven balls were amazing.

Hungrily both fuckpigs now worked eagerly as the Man above them now attached the other end of the leash to lauren’s collar, joining the two.

“Lets go sluts. you’re on a clock now. I’m going up one more floor and you’d both better be finished by then.

Pt 29

A day ago she would have denied that any of this would feel as natural as it did at this moment. she was naked and on all fours, collared and leashed to another naked female in a public elevator. she smelled like cum and it felt good…even better, she was being allowed the privilege of licking a Man’s balls. As she tongued the smooth skin she could feel His pleasure building.

“Now My asshole, fuckpig.”

Eyes widnened in shock but obeying nonetheless, lauren now wormed her way further between His legs to do as she was told. It both disgusted and aroused her as she rimmed Him.

“Good cunt….suck harder bly!”

“Ughhh.. Ughhhh… Ahhhhhhhh!”

His body spasmed as He came, shooting His cum down ms. bly’s throat before pushing both women away almost in disgust.

“Don’t wipe that cum off cunt….leave it there this time. Let it dry to show everyone what a good little cunt you are.”

Composing herself as best she could being naked, lauren watched silently as the other naked brunette now nodded and thanked her Superior.

“Do I need to remind you of your place cunts?” Stay on the floor and wait for the Boss at the top…..and you…. the new fuckpig?”

“Yes Sir?”

“you won’t be needing your dress. Leave it when you exit the elevator. The janitorial staff will dispose of it.”

“Yes Sir. Thank You Sir.”

Pt 30

her mindset was changing. Even earlier that day she’d be wondering how she’d get home without her clothes. Things were somehow simpler now. she took solace in the fact that a Man….ANY Man should be obeyed despite how she felt. It was no longer her place to think on her own. Men were to be obeyed. Disobeying them was always met with discomfort and she much rather wanted to please than be punished.

ms. bly clearly had been here a while. As they both waited on all fours, the other brunette kept her head down, eyes glued to the floor. As the elevator climbed, lauren gazed at the young female more closely. her tits had clearly been augmented. Large rings hung from each of her nipples and the number 44 had been branded into the soft flesh of her right ass cheek.

“44?” she whispered.

As if unsure if she should speak at all, the other cunt now whispered back.

“It’s my new name. you’ll get a number as well.”

“How many of us are there?”

“Nearly 100 now. This is where our Owners bring us each day to work.”

“Work?”

“we’re stripped, leashed, kept on all fours and please the Men in any way they desire.”

“Where are we being taken 44?”

“Mr. Pratt’s office for your subjugation and integration. i mustn’t say anymore. Be quiet or you’ll be punished…. and never look Mr. Pratt in the eye. It’s expressly forbidden.

Pt 31

lauren pondered the words 44 just spoke.

“Subjugation and integration.”

she was educated enough to know perfectly well what those words meant but wondered how they’d be used to describe what came next.

Naked and on all fours, her collar chained to another naked female in an elevator heading to see the bank Owner.

It was clear this was no ordinary bank. The Men in the lobby were clearly Owners of the females kept in other areas of the bank. Their views, like the Man at the desk downstairs, were surprisingly now welcomed by lauren. Thinking back to the way He treated her like a piece of meat….berated her and made her feel inferior now made her fuck hole leak down her thighs as she kept her position. Obeying her Superiors was easier than anything she’d ever done. she found herself hoping Mr Pratt would allow her to suck His cock as well. It didn’t matter to her if He’d be attractive or ugly. It was her duty to serve and pleasure as it was 44′s. At this point, her life as a female attorney seemed a lifetime away. The professional attire, the briefcase full of papers to memorize, the protocol in the courtroom, the exhausting attempts to be Man’s equal….. it was so much easier being a naked, horny, cock craving fuckpig instead…

DING

The sound of the elevator reaching its destination jarring the horny little cunt back to reality, lauren now watched helplessly as the elevator doors to a whole new world opened before her.

His firm hand grasping the leash connecting them both, an unknown new Man now led them out of the elevator and down the hall to the office at the end. Trying desperately to at least keep her heels on, lauren fumbled as she crawled until the Man leading them tugged their leash.

“Kick your shoes off cunt. you’re already naked. What good are shoes to you now?”

Obeying almost gladly, lauren did as she was told, leaving her heels behind as the Man continued past other offices full of sights she’d never seen before.

#34 all alone serving as a coffee table complete with pitcher and grapes….

A group of Men taking turns fucking #10′s holes on an office chair ….

#30 chained to a wall, gagged and bound…..

A Man fucking #51 against His desk….

and finally, #6, no doubt a member of the janitorial staff, naked and gathering trash from the offices in shackles….

her soaked little cunt ached as she watched the other females being used by the Men around her. That’s why they were there after all. her cunt juices lubricating her inner thighs, although no one looked up from their own piece of fuckmeat or even seemed to notice the two naked females being pulled down the hall on all fours, the horny young brunette was certain everyone she crawled passed could smell her fuck holes and it gave her a sense of pride.

Opening the last door at the end of the hall now, the mysterious Man now pulled both naked females inside.

Pt 32

“Ahh ms bly and the new fuckpig…lauren is it? Or do you even respond to that at this point cunt?“

“Just fuckpig please Sir.”

“Very good.”

her eyes still cast downward, she hadn’t even seen her the newest Superior standing before her.

“Very nice body fuckpig.”

“Thank You Sir. my tits are too small though. I’m sorry Sir.”

“Nothing implants can’t fix fuckpig. Now then….do you know why you’re here?”

“No Sir.”

“you’re here because Damon says so.”

“fuckpig smiled softly.”

“Although you’re well on your way toward being what He wants, there is still the issue of your individuality and your status as a person that needs to change.”

“Sir?”

“Lauren Pierce is a person…..and although she doesn’t deserve it, a well documented trial lawyer. Lauren Pierce has ties to the community, a well paying job, neighbors, friends and a life. Lauren Pierce also has possessions. All of these will cease today.”

Eyes wide, the naked young brunette swallowed hard. Thinking back to a few days ago when this was all just an un-realized fantasy in contradiction to how she sat now, completely naked, exposed and completely at the mercy of so many Men, she felt truly uneasy.

“I’m afraid there is no turning back at this point fuckpig. If you refuse to do what is necessary, Damon will expose you as the cunt you are. Pictures will be sent to your boss detailing your actions over the last few days. These same pics in addition to the ones at the ATM will no doubt earn you a criminal record for public indecency. you’ll lose your job, your home and any way of supporting yourself, let alone the ability to make payments on that fancy car of yours.  your life as you know it will be ruined. From this day forth you’re either a disgraced former lawyer or a slave. you have 60 seconds to decide.”

Pt 33

she’d been completely dominated by every Man she’d been in the company of over the last two days.  At first it was humiliating yet exhilarating. she thought she knew what she wanted and set things in motion to accomplish that goal. Yet each Man after the next had changed her… lowering her perspective…her place in the world. They’d made her see what she truly was. They’d made her understand that she was nothing but three holes and a set of tits. Now, as she sat, naked collared and leashed on her heels, the realization that her life as she knew it was truly over almost seemed welcomed. Until now, she’d only been doing what she was told. but she was still Lauren Pierce. she no longer wanted to be.

“Please Sir, make me a slave. What do I need to do?“

“Very good, fuckmeat. First I’ve taken the liberty of documenting your life, making a list of all of the friends and acquaintances you’ve made since you were a little girl… quite exhausting I’ll admit but I’m being paid very well for My services and this is far from the first or the last time I’ll be doing it. The closest ones on the list you’ll now begin calling, telling them you’re taking time off and need a fresh start and time to decide what you want from life. you’ll tell them you won’t be available for contact but let them know you’ll be fine. your parents will be next which will be the hardest. you may tell them whatever they need to hear but you’ll never see them again I’m afraid. After that, you’ll call your boss and tender your resignation effective immediately. Once you’ve severed all ties to your friends and loved ones you’ll begin signing the stack of papers on the desk in front of you. Deeds, ownership papers, life insurance policies…. everything will be signed over to Damon. you don’t think, as His property, He’d allow you to own anything yourself do you? Once we’re done here, Lauren Pierce will no longer exist. Everything that makes you you will be erased, you’ll be branded like all the other fuckpigs here and become the property of My Employer to do with as He wishes. Normally I’d ask if you understood what I’d just layed out but your understanding or even your opinion hardly matters in this case. Get started immediately fuckpig. My Employer has booked a flight out of the country tonight at 11 pm and He’s expecting you to be loaded with the rest of the cargo before He arrives.”

pt 34

This was happening! Never in her wildest imagination did she imagine this day. she was sitting naked, still collared to the female she’d shared a cock with in the elevator only minutes before. her dress was gone. her heels were gone. The only thing she wore was her “fuck me” collar and even that she hardly felt on her body. Looking up at the list of names in front of her on the desk, she again tried to imagine her new life as a slave. her stomach tightened as the fear of the unknown added to the finality of what she was about to do crept into the back of her mind. How many women had Damon enslaved like this? The only way to know for sure would be her actual branding once her calls and signatures were complete, effectively stripping her of her rights, possessions and her very humanity itself.

“Now, fuckpig!”

“Yes Sir.”

The first call was harder than she imagined….the first step was always the hardest…. but name by name came and went and by the end of the list of friends and acquaintances, she found it was almost relieving to sever ties.

Next came her parents’ number however and she gulped loudly as they answered…

As Mr Pratt turned His back on the two naked females, 44 briefly looked up into her eyes and reached for her hand, offering what silent encouragement she could before lowering her gaze to the floor once more.

To her parents, the call went like any other they’d had. Her father asked about her work, her mom asked again if she’d found a man to which she replied “yes” to this time. To them, things were perfectly normal. she told them she’d be going on an extended vacation to relieve stress from work and they understood. Why wouldn’t they? They both were proud of their little girl and knew she was smart enough not to get mixed up with anything she couldn’t get herself out of. she said she loved them and not to worry. They agreed and the phone call ended. she’d wanted to tell them more but they would never have understood her situation much less grasp how a daughter they’d brought up so well would have such a twisted need to be a slave.

Her job was next.

Finding it much easier to dial her job than her parents, the naked brunette listened for the receptionist to pick up and then her boss. By now the finality of what she was doing was catching up to her. she’d already cut ties with almost everyone she’d ever meet and she was about to lose another piece of herself…perhaps the largest piece.  she’d devoted her college degree and the years since then to being the best lawyer she could be and now, after a two minute conversation, it too was gone.

Pt 35

“Now then fuckpig, let’s get down to the issue of your possessions and your freedom. On the desk in front of you is everything that makes Lauren Pierce a person. Drivers licence, insurance papers, documents of ownership, even magazine subscriptions…. I’ve taken the time and liberty of collecting them all…every trace of who you are is here. Those items such as your subscriptions, registration and drivers license will naturally eventually expire. The ownership papers however will need to be signed by you. stripping you of all possessions starting now.”

As she looked at the papers in front of her, lauren almost complimented her latest Captor. The defeated former lawyer’s life was indeed all there….everything that made her unique….everything that, in a few moments would all be stripped from her leaving her as nameless, destitute and subjugated as the naked and conquered brunette on all fours beside her.

“Let’s go fuckpig!” I still need to get you branded and prepared for transport. If you make us late, He may just leave you at the terminal as you are and, at this point I think you’d take anything compared to that.”

“Yes Sir.”

First it was her house and everything in it, then her car, then her life insurance policy, naming Damon the beneficiary….until at last she owned nothing besides the “Fuck Me” collar around her neck….and at this point she highly doubted even that was the case.

“Good fuckpig. I have very adept hacker friends in all branches of the government that will erase all trace of your identity after the papers are processed. By tomorrow morning, lauren pierce will no longer exist.”

“Yes Sir.”

“Now for the last item of business… Come along little fuckmeat….it’s time for your name.”

Leading her toward the fireplace at the far end of the room, Mr Pratt tugged hard on the leash connecting both naked females. At first, she resisted but then chose to crawl toward it without further coercion. she could see the branding iron in the fire. she knew what was to come. However as the red hot iron burned into the flesh of her right ass cheek, the naked brunette screamed loudly realizing how ill prepared she was for the pain.

“It’s ok to scream fuckpig. Even if anyone still here could hear you at this hour, they already all know the drill. Welcome to the family 98.”

Pt 36

“you are no longer human, fuckpig. you are property….a thing….an it….an object to be used like a table or chair…which also means speaking is not only unnecessary, it’s forbidden unless a Man sees fit to tell you to speak. The only true use for your mouth now is as a hole for a Man to fuck. you are fuck holes and tits. Nothing more. Nothing less. your holes are adequate but your tits will be enlarged to be more visually pleasing, not only to your Owner but to Men in general. your new life will be devoted to serving Men in whatever capacity They desire. your holes will be used often. If a Man wishes to treat you roughly, you’ll eagerly comply. If He chooses to fuck you in whatever hole or holes He wishes, you’ll eagerly comply. If He chooses to cum on you or in you, you’ll eagerly comply. Half the fuckpigs here are already pregnant, carrying the seed of their Owners or whatever Man wished to fuck them at the time. you’ll be no different if a Man wishes to breed you, and with a body like that, I’m sure it won’t take long. Nod if you understand fuckpig.

98 nodded. its ass felt like it was on fire. Remembering the severe pain of its own branding, 44 blew gently on 98′s ass in the hope of relieving some of the pain. It was truly the end of its life as it knew it. 98 was its new name. it was property. it was nothing more than 3 holes and a set of tits….Man’s true best friend.

Pt 37

“Now then 98…. lets get you downstairs, made up and into your cage for the trip to the airport.”

For a moment, 98 looked briefly up at the Superior Male above her inquisitively.

“No, 44 will not be coming with you fuckpig. My employer finds that having companionship as a slave makes a fuckpig less dependent on the Man it serves. you will never see 44 again. Your new Owner is all that matters.”

Reaching down to unhook the two brunettes from each other, He now tugged on her leash to begin her trip downstairs and out of the building.

“Stay.”

44 nodded obediently.

“See 98? Even without its leash, 44 obeys without question. Broken and completely subservient.

Once more 98 viewed the other fuckpigs in the rooms off the hallway.some still being fucked, others wearing the cum of the Men above them…. It was not their place to decide their fate. It was their place to obey and be of service.

Once more she was pulled into the elevator. Once more the door opened to reveal mostly the same Men in the lobby, this time however naked from the waist down, their hard cocks standing at attention as they surrounded her.

“Oh you thought I meant we’d make you look presentable before we put you in your cage?”

“No no fuckpig” Cum is the only make up you’ll be getting from now on.”

“Now sit.”

98 sat up on its heels.

“Stay.”

Letting go of the leash, Mr Pratt now stepped away from the circle of Men that surrounded the naked fuckpig.

“Now boys….give 98 the proper send off it deserves.”

Opening its mouth as if in preparation to suck, 98 now felt a slap across its face.

“No sucking fuckpig. This cum is strictly for decoration.”

Obeying, 98 closed its mouth as it watched the circle of Men around it begin to stroke their hard cocks.

it was an attractive piece of fuck meat. That was one thing it knew all too well from the many Men who’d once tried to ask it out….. which was why it didn’t take long for it to feel the first warm splashes of cum against it’s skin and hair. One by one each Man unloaded its warm load of cum on it….on its face, down over its small tits, in its hair until it could barely see. It should have broken her even more but as They laughed at the mess They’d made all over her, the naked fuckpig smiled with pride.

It honestly didn’t matter where they took her from there. it couldn’t make out much as it was pulled down the hallway, put into a cage and taken to the loading dock where the large truck waited. It didn’t matter to it where it was going. There was nowhere else to go. 98 was all that was left of the woman that had started all of this in motion.

As the rear door of the truck descended and the engine roared, the naked, cum coated fuckpig began the final route to the airport.

Pt 38

Unaware of how long the ride lasted, the naked brunette focused on the cum on its body in the dark along the way. The more cum it had gotten lately in it’s cunt, ass, mouth or even on its skin, the more it craved. This time there was soo much… its eyes were matted with it and its skin felt slimy to the touch as it began to dry. it was sure it looked horrible and unattractive but the Men at the bank had such a good time coating it that it knew that what it thought didn’t matter.

The van stopped.

it heard the driver walking around to unlock the back doors.

The doors opened to reveal the private jet in the hangar.

He smiled down at it as if it was a puppy, pulled its cage out and pulled it on wheels toward the loading door.

The cool night air against its cum covered face and tits and its wet cunt made it shiver.

“Don’t worry fuckpig….you’ll get to finally meet Mr Cross soon. He has a vested interest in you.”

its eyes lit up like diamonds. Damon at last. What would He do with it? Where was He taking it?

its thoughts cut off by voices outside, the naked young fuckpig held its breath as it now watched Damon Cross walk up the ramp and toward it for the first time.

Pt 39.

He was so handsome. Hispanic. Dressed in a custom tailored suit that showed His wealth and status. Gold rings on each hand…. He was close to what it had always imagined He’d be.

“you’ve come so far fuckpig.”

it almost came like an animal at His words alone. its cunt now began to leak and its nipples hardened.

“Here’s whats going to happen fuckpig…. I’m leaving the country and taking you with Me. Usually I don’t get caught up personally in the lives of the females I take. It’s less messy and I have plausible deniability in case anyone becomes wise. In any other case you’d have been sold to any number of wealthy, high powered Men across the globe by now. Instead, you I’m making My own personal slave. you’ll be sedated for the trip. Once we’re to your new home, you’ll have surgery, not only to inflate those pathetic little tits of yours to more preferred proportions, but to change your face as well. Lauren Pierce no longer exists…we can’t take the chance of someone spotting a girl who looks like her now can we?”

Enthralled, it shook its head in agreement.

“your body is toned enough that I’m sure you’ll make an excellent stripper at one of My clubs.. Stripping, fucking, sucking cock….being whatever the Men there wish you to be. you’ll be paid well and, in turn I’ll be paid well. The more money you make for Me, the more I’ll use you personally. Disappoint Me and you’ll not only lose that privilege, you may yet end up being sold to another so I can start over with another lost and confused young female. Nod if you understand fuckpig.

it understood.

“Good. Once we arrive you’ll get to show Me personally why I chose you in the first place. but for now, get comfortable. Before you know it you’ll be home.”

its eyes lighting up once more, it leaned against the side of the cage as the needle penetrated her arm.

As everything faded to black, she knew her new life was going to be perfect……