Teacher’s Dilemma

Author’s Note: Please read this series sequentially to get a better understanding. This story is eventually going to take a dark path and will not follow any traditional non-con templates that most stories do. If you’re expecting a traditional non-con story through and through, it will disappoint you at some point. If you want better character development and unexpected plot twists, you’ll be in for a treat. If you choose to follow this series and still get offended, I gave you a fair warning. That being said, let’s continue.

Special Notes: I have intentionally dropped clues at each chapter. People paying attention might guess what could happen next.

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Jessica was driving to meet Mike for her usual Sunday meetings. This was her first time since her miserable stay at Tyrone’s mansion. She thought it would help her clear her head before her vacation was over and her life becomes miserable again. Her constant planning and consideration to trap Rachael had been a failure. She hadn’t been able to come up with any solution. How could she interrogate her for something she doesn’t know about? There must be a solution, she’s just not able to find it.

She stood outside the door but couldn’t knock for a few minutes. It’s been so long, and her life had changed so much during this time. She felt somehow Mike could read her misery and ask uncomfortable questions. After a few deep breaths, she finally knocked on the door, hoping her face wasn’t showing her sadness.

Mike opened the door and said, “finally I can see my lovely sis. You’ve been so damn busy I thought something’s wrong. Is something wrong?”

Jessica walked inside, avoiding eye contact, and placed the food on the kitchen counter and said, “No. Why would you say something like that?”

“What’s wrong Jess?”

“I told you nothing is wrong. Why would you get such an idea?”

“Because you’re avoiding eye contact. You never do that. Plus, what’s with this new hair color? Now quit your bullshit and tell me what’s wrong? You’ve lost a lot of weight as well,” said Mike. She felt better because she was at least wearing her hair extensions.

Jessica knew she won’t be able to lie any longer, but she can’t tell him the truth either. She’ll have to make something up which would sound believable and closer to the truth. She turned and looked into Mike’s eyes and said, “nothing much. I’m just upset at Jason. He’s gone so long and it’s the first time I’ve been away from him. I never thought I’d miss him this much. I don’t want to burden you with this shit. I’m being silly here. He has to do his work, and it’s going to be better for both of us.” Jessica thought to avoid the questions about the sudden drastic changes to her physical appearance, hoping he won’t probe more on it.

She was convincing enough that Mike believed her and said, “do you want me to go there and check on him? I can verify if he’s cheating on you.”

“Shut up Mike. I know my Jason would never do such a thing. Once he returns, he’ll get a promotion and it will set both our lives.”

“Okay, if you say so. Now let’s see what you’ve got for breakfast.” Mike skipped further questioning as he understood he was making her uncomfortable.

They both had breakfast and had a nice heartfelt chat after a long while. Mike suggested she take a walk with him. It was a pleasant weather for January. While walking in his neighborhood, Jessica realized she could ask for a suggestion from him, revealing nothing. She said, “Mike, I was wondering, how did you fetch so much information out of the Latino gang? I heard they never share too much information outside the community. You literally had information about the entire operation in depth.”

Mike felt a little weird after hearing the question, since she had shown no interest in his past before. But he assumed she’s trying to have a conversation, or she’s genuinely curious. He said, “Everything depends on how you present yourself. It’s all a game of psychological warfare. If you want any information from those people, you must be completely docile. They must believe that you’re not a threat and you cannot be a threat to them. Bring their confidence nay overconfidence out. Even the elite warrior falls to overconfidence. Smartest of people make silly mistakes when they feel invincible.”

He analyzed if she was paying attention and then continued, “I created such an environment around me they felt my absolute loyalty. Plus, they looked at me as a guy who wouldn’t go against their command, no matter what happens. Which gave me an unfair advantage over them.”

He looked at Jessica and realized she was too serious while listening to him. She was considering how she could implement a similar approach with Rachael. She’ll have to make her feel like she’s invincible around her. Mike again had the feeling that something’s wrong. He asked, “don’t lie to me Jess. What’s wrong? I can feel it something’s wrong, and it’s not Jason. If someone is troubling you, let me know and I’ll fix any problem for you.”

Jessica knew she could trust him with her life, but the problem was caused because of him. She cannot tell him that. Mike will do something stupid to save her and lose his own life. This is now her own fight and she’ll have to figure it out on her own. So, she said, “there’s nothing wrong, and no one is troubling me, Mike. You worry a lot about me. Keep calm, enjoy the delightful walk, and have some fun.”

Mike didn’t believe her, but said nothing. He’ll have to figure out what’s going on in her life. But for now, he must let it go. When they reached back to his so-called apartment, they chatted some more. After dinner, Jessica said her goodbyes and left for her own home. This Sunday was fantastic for her. She felt better and was ready to fightback. “You’re going down, Rachael. You just don’t know it yet. I swear to god, I’ll bring you down.”

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Next Sunday was her last day off on vacation. She called Mike and canceled their meeting because of two reasons. First, he was getting on to her and she felt extremely vulnerable around him. Second, she needed to prepare for the week ahead. She had to prepare herself for what’s coming her way. As she was going to her bed after dinner, she got a text message from her master.

 

I kept my word and didn’t bother you for the rest of your vacation days. Now it’s your turn. From tomorrow onwards, you must follow all rules. Including no clothes inside house rule. I will remove all your access to all the doors, windows, and wardrobes. You must remain in your waiting position to get access to your clothes. You’ll get instructions for the day once you reach your office desk. And since you have an appointment with your psychiatrist, you’ll get one more task after work.

 

Jessica had turned numb to these miseries. First time since her blackmail started, she felt confident and determined. “I will go through anything till I bring these monsters down. Give me your worse but remember I will have my vengeance,” she thought. She reminded herself, “Until that moment comes, I’ll have to be the most submissive slave. They need to believe that they hold all cards but when it’s my time, they’ll not even see it coming.” She discarded the clothes she was wearing. Her thought was to get into her routine from tonight.

Monday morning, she followed her routine that her master had always commanded her to follow. After taking the shower and applying all the lotions, she looked at her reflection in the mirror. She felt something she always hated herself for over the last few weeks, arousal. Her hairless and artistic body just looked too exotic.

“Why are you such a whore? They did so many horrible things to you and you still can’t control your libido. Please pull yourself together. If you continue losing control over your own body, there’s no way to win this war,” she reinforced the motivational words in her head.

“But when those monsters don’t allow me to cum for an extended period, there’s no way for me to think straight. They force me to a point where I want nothing more than my orgasms. They know exactly how to play me like a piano. What is wrong with me? I can lie to anybody, but deep down I know when they’re playing me, I have no control. I was a born whore slave. They just brought my whore out in the open,” she hallucinated her reflection, saying back to her.

“No. No, I’m not a whore. I don’t have a choice. I must do what they command, but I don’t want to do it,” she said out loud, this time trying to suppress the voice of the reflection. “I’m going insane. I need to fix this situation as fast as possible,” she thought.

After wearing her hair extensions and the six inches black heels, she left her house. She had to stand in her waiting position for ten minutes before the metal box unlocked. Jessica rushed towards the box to grab her clothes. At the top she saw an envelope with text written outside, Professor whore, read before proceeding. Jessica picked the letter and nervously opened it. The letter read:

To Professor Whore,

This box has the dress for today, along with some important items as well. First open the black box and carefully attach the nano chips in all your piercings as I’ve instructed to you before. Then use the lube and insert your favorite black dildo all the way up your asshole. Next, insert all familiar balls in your cunt. Then you can wear your dress.

Today you’ve just two lectures. Those two lectures are going to be the most difficult lectures in your life. You have my full permission to cum as much as you want while you’re giving your lecture, and there’s at least one student in the room. My aim is to make you cum in front of everyone. You can hold it if possible. Since you’d not want to cum with all your students present (as everyone knows what a gusher our whore is), I’ll give you a choice.

The moment you feel it’s impossible to control, you’ll have to open one button of your blouse. Each button gives you five minutes of rest. Remember, any button once open, you cannot close it again for the rest of the day. So, you’ll have to be cautious to open buttons.

If you skip those lectures for any reason, punishment would be so severe that you’ll regret it for the rest of your life. Best of luck.

Your generous master.

Jessica threw the letter back inside the metal box and started working towards her instructions. She quickly placed all the nano-chips on all her piercings as they were magnetic it took little time. Next, she grabbed that giant black cock and applied generous lube on it. After applying even more lube inside her asshole, she inserted the monstrous dildo all the way up her ass. By now, her juices had already started flowing from her cunt. “Why am I such a whore?” she mumbled in frustration. She inserted all four balls up her cunt and took deep breaths to calm herself down.

Then she grabbed the red satin, silk buttoned shirt and searched for a bra inside the box. There was no underwear available inside the box. She sighed and mumbled, “this is going to be extremely difficult.” After she had the shirt on, she felt a little better as the buttons cover the burning flames tattoo above her tits completely. But if she opens a few buttons, the tattoo will be available for display. Next, she grabbed the black professional skirt. Once in place, it was a few inches above her knees. So, her dress covered all her tattoos.

Fortunately, her shirt was tight on her waist but had a little wiggle room on her tits. While walking, her tits would bounce freely, but her pierced nipples were not pronounced to casual eyes. You’ll have to focus intensely on her nipples to see it. Before leaving, she tried opening her shirt buttons to analyze how much wiggle room she has for the day. Only two buttons could hide her tattoos, that too with utter care. Third button and it would be impossible to hide the flames. She made a note in her head to perfect her timing and limit herself to the maximum of one button per lecture. “This is going to be the most shameful lectures of my life. God help me. Give me strength to control myself for those two hours,” she thought. Jessica knows she cannot cum in front of her students in any condition. “Let’s go whore,” she surprised herself when she mumbled those words, “why would I call myself that word when I’m alone? They’re getting into my head. I need to be cautious of how I act when I’m alone.”

While driving her way towards the university, Jessica felt extremely nervous. It was like the first day at school when she was a kid. It’s been a long vacation for her, and her life had turned upside down meanwhile. She tried to focus all her energy on her plan for vengeance, but the butterflies in her tummy won’t go away. She parked her car at her assigned spot and took a deep breath and said to herself, “you can do it. Believe in yourself. You can get through it. Just focus on the plan,” and she left the car towards her office.

As she opened the door of her office, she saw both Jamie and Rick sitting already. Rick spoke first. “It’s really nice to see our professor whore after a long time. How’re you doing, prof?” She bowed her head in shame and fear. Jessica somehow expected to be troubled only during her lectures, but now she realized there’s no limit for them. They’re going to make sure she had her massive orgasm in front of her students. Jessica knows that if she came while in her class, she wouldn’t be able to hold those balls inside her cunt. Dropping those giant balls during a lecture would be absolutely humiliating and potentially career ending.

“Your whore slave is fine, master,” replied Jessica in a soft, submissive tone.

With a big grin on his face Rick said, “close the door, drop that purse and crawl towards your master.”

Jessica followed the instructions and was kneeling in front of Rick as he himself sat in her chair. While patting her head like a pet, he said, “you must have known by now that your mistress Rose can no longer train you. So, both me and Jamie will move in with you full-time to keep you comfortable and update your daily training schedule.” She looked up, shocked. “Aww! Our whore didn’t know about her mistress being fired from her position. Well, we’ll make sure she won’t miss her mistress at all,” said Rick while holding her chin in a childish voice.

“Now be a darling and remove your clothes and give it to your lovely master,” ordered Jamie from the other end while setting up his notorious camera on the tripod. She stood up and followed their instructions. Now standing completely naked (except the heels) and her clothes in Rick’s hands. He opened her desk drawer, placed the clothes carefully inside. And locked it. Placing the key in his pocket, he stood up and went behind the camera frame.

“Hop on top of the desk, on your knees, legs spread wide,” commanded Rick.

She already knew this position as she had done it before. Once in the position needed, he told her to drink two bottles of 16-oz water they had conveniently placed on her desk. Jessica followed the instructions easily, as she had gained the ability to drink a sizeable amount of water in a brief span of time. Then to her misery Jamie pressed the button and all the nano-chips on her piercings came to life along with the intense vibrations in her cunt and asshole. She sighed instantly, followed by clear and audible moans.

“Lock your hands behind your head, back straight and offer your tits,” came to next command from Jamie. With no hesitation, Jessica followed the command. For next few minutes, both brothers kept looking at her like watching a live porn sequence without a word. Once they realized she was on the edge of her much-needed orgasm, Rick said, “do you want to say something whore?”

Through her heavy panting she said, “yes. Master, your whore slave needs permission to cum. Please master, let your whore cum.”

“You can’t control your whore cunt for only a few minutes how are you going to control yourself during the lectures. Tell you what, if you agree to not control your orgasms during your lectures, I’ll let you cum now. Do you want to cum now?” said Rick in a very cocky tone.

“Um… oh… ah… fuck…” all these masterful devices from hell were breaking her will. Jessica’s ass already started moving like she was yearning to fuck an imaginary cock. She had closed her eyes and found it impossible to find her control. “Please… master… fuck… cum… whore can’t cum… ah… fuck this whore… your whore can’t cum in front of her students, please have some mercy on your humble slave,” she said the last words forcing herself to gain some control while still dry humping.

“Then, unfortunately, I can’t allow you to cum now as well. Jamie would be in your first lecture, and I would be in your second. Tyrone had given us a challenge. Whoever makes you cum in front of everyone first gets exclusive ownership of you. Which means the winner can do whatever he wishes to you for a week with no restrictions. I would love to own you completely for a week.”

Jessica heard the terrifying words but couldn’t remove her mind from the desperation to let go. The stimulations were too much for her. They specifically designed these artificial gadgets for extreme pleasure. Jessica had successfully controlled herself and denied her orgasms for an extended period, but these nano-chips were not on for a longer duration. The vibrating balls, anal dildo and the stimulating nano-chips combined were too much for anyone. Her entire body sexually alive and desperately screaming for release.

Rick continued, “but since Jamie had an advantage to go first, I don’t think I’ll get my chance at all. Since you’re allowed to cum as much as you want during your lectures and limited buttons to open, we must come up with something interesting. We’ll not have the stimulations on for the entire duration, but set to randomize. We’ll have no control over it. The algorithm will make sure you have your massive orgasm in front of everyone. Also, it’ll be fair to both as it’ll be luck and the unpredictability will create more excitement in you.”

Jamie, from behind the camera, recording her sexual peak, said, “now the algorithm itself can make you cum in the first lecture so we came up with a solution to that as well. As you know, opening a button gives you five minutes during which we’ll pause the algorithm. But we generously added another lifeline for you. There’ll be twelve 16-oz water bottles on the desk in front of you. After finishing each bottle during the lecture will grant you a two-and-a-half-minute rest. One caveat to it is that you cannot pee until after your appointment with Rachael.”

Jessica was already struggling to hold her orgasm, and she knows controlling orgasms with the need to pee will be exponentially difficult from her earlier experience. If they would let her cum right now, she’ll feel better for her task later. She begged again, “please master, let your whore cum. She’ll do anything her master wishes. It’s… fuck… too… much for your… whore… God… oh… oh…. Ah…” Her verbal nastiness came out in time of desperation. She had completely forgotten about her plan for revenge. Nothing mattered more for her than the need to cum.

“Anything?” asked Jamie.

“Yes… Yes… Oh God… Yes… Whore will do… ANYTHING… AH…” her excitement increased multiple folds after seeing a window of hope.

“As per your deal, you already have a task after work because of your appointment with Rachael. Are you sure you want another deal on top of it? Your day will become extremely hectic and if you made any excuses after the deal, we won’t allow it,” said Jamie.

“Yes, your whore accepts any deal, and she promises she won’t make any excuses,” said Jessica without thinking about the consequences. She was in a desperate need to cum right now.

“Okay then, after dinner, you’ll pay the dues of your deal tonight. Now accept the deal and tell us how much you want to cum?” replied Jamie.

“Your humble whore slave accepts the deal and will pay all her dues tonight after dinner. This nasty whore desperately needs to cum in her own office desk minutes before her first lecture. Oh… please let your honest slave cum… master, please allow your whore to cum.”

“Cum now.”

“Oh… my… whore’s cum…” she yelled out loud with no care who might hear her as she came out hard, unable to finish her sentence. As per everyone’s expectations, she gushed out the warm liquid lava out of her cunt. She kept squirting for several seconds and felt like she couldn’t stop herself. Her grunts were getting louder by each second. This scared even Rick and Jamie that someone might walk in to check what’s going on in her office. So, they stopped all the devices to deescalate her arousal. Few minutes later she felt much calm and opened her eyes to find Jamie packing his camera setup.

Jessica found her body covered with serious sweat because of her arousal and enormous orgasm. “It’ll make the shirt stick to her body and complicate things,” she thought.

“Before going to the lecture, remember to drink two more bottles of water,” commanded Rick, and both brothers left her office.

Jessica looked at the clock and it was 9:30 already and her first lecture was at 10:00. She got down from the desk and grabbed the key left by Rick on her desk to open the drawer. In it she found the roll of paper towel. She took a sigh of relief and quickly started wiping her body’s sweat as much as she could. Then she cleaned her ejaculation from the desk and floor. She locked the door and reduced the temperature of the air conditioner in the room. Fixing her makeup and hair, she sat down in her chair, still naked. Once she had time to think straight, she slapped her own cheek hard in frustration.

“You deserve to be their whore for life. You’ll agree to anything if they allow you to cum. You are a fucking whore. What happened to all the planning and revenge, huh? You can’t do, shit. Just accept it and be their whore for life. Do whatever they command you to do. That’s all you deserve for being such a nasty whore,” she hallucinated herself standing in front of her and shouting at her.

Jessica slapped herself hard again on other cheek to get out of this hallucination. “I’m going crazy. They’ve successfully penetrated inside my head. I’ve to fix this soon or this will get unfixable,” she thought. She grabbed a few more paper towels and wiped her still soaking wet cunt. Once satisfied, she dressed again. As per their command, she drank two more bottles of water from her desk. She thought, “these bottles look small, but after drinking four it’s too much.” Grabbing her work laptop, she left for the lectures she had to give. Having two back-to-back lectures is difficult, but in sexual peak it’d be excruciating.

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As Jessica was about to enter the room for her lecture, Gina Lopez (32) was exiting. Gina was the Associate Professor at the Mathematics department. Both Gina and Jessica did their post-grad and PHD around the same time. They even had common subjects. So naturally both were good friends even after getting the job at the university.

Gina saw her and said, “Oh wow you look… Um… different.” She tried to be cautious of her words around the students as they were settling in for the physics lecture. Her sudden weight loss and drastic difference in hairstyle and color were noticeable from far enough.

Jessica walked up to her and tried to be confident and said, “I hope different means good.”

“Yes, of course. I think your vacation must have been amazing. We’ll discuss it later when we have some time. I want all details,” she whispered last part softly in Jessica’s ear with a wink.

Jessica blushed but said, “sure let me know when.”

With that, Gina left, and Jessica started the setup of her laptop to project the presentation of her lecture for the students. She saw the 16-oz water bottles placed at the podium placed carefully. Any professor won’t even notice them, as most people just use the podium as a placeholder for their laptops. Jessica started her lecture nervously and tried to avoid looking at Jamie. First ten minutes nothing happened. She thought the algorithm was not working, or she’s out of their range.

As she got into the rhythm and forgot about those horrific devices inserted and attached to the most sensitive body parts, everything came to life. She was standing near the podium, close to the microphone of the lecture hall. Fortunately, she had turned away from the crowd and was looking towards the projection of her presentation. But the sudden gasp from her mouth, out of surprise, was clearly audible to everyone. She instantly placed her left hand on top of the podium to gain some balance and composure.

Students in the class started looking at each other and were talking to each other. Jessica realized that she might have fucked up. To fix the fuck up, she mumbled into the microphone, “sorry guys, from past few days I get sudden migraine pain. I hope it wouldn’t be a problem for the lectures.” She thought it might help with the gossips.

She impressed Jamie with her quick, witty coverup for her situation. Within next few minutes, she reached at the peak of her arousal. Now it was exponentially difficult for her to speak clearly and continue with her lecture. Her breathing had increased, and she was sweating more with each minute. She looked at the clock and realized there were still forty minutes of the lecture remaining. It’s going to be much more difficult than she thought. Earlier, she had controlled her orgasms to the extreme, but she didn’t have to give lectures while controlling them. At the extreme edge of your orgasm, it’s exceedingly difficult to speak clearly and concisely.

Jessica felt her fluids leaking out of cunt to her inner thighs. She became excessively cautious of this dirty reality of her arousal in public. Worse, these were not strangers. They were all students whose respect she tried to earn all her life. Every student looking right at her, and she felt like they could see through her arousal. One part of her brain yearned to cum right then and acknowledge to all her students that she was a born whore. But the rational part of her brain suppressed that urge.

She cleared her throat, picked a water bottle, and said, “excuse me guys.” Jessica drank the entire bottle like she hadn’t had water in days. She was desperate to regain some level of composure. And then everything stopped. She felt so relieved and took a deep sigh.

One student from the front row said, “hey prof, if you’re not feeling well, we can have this lecture maybe later.”

Jessica panicked. If they cancel the lecture, she doesn’t know what punishment Tyrone will throw at her. She instantly said louder than she hoped for, “No. I’m fine. Just maybe effects after the vacation. I’ll be fine. I’ve already taken a long vacation and now it’s time to get back on track.”

She began her lecture again. Before she could gain the proper rhythm again, intense sensations were back. This time the vibrations in both her holes were of highest level. Jessica wanted to shout, she wanted to cry; she wanted to cum. The level of frustration brewing within had reached its peak. She thought the water breaks were not good enough. It’s not letting her arousal subside. In extreme panic of losing all control, she instantly opened the top button of her blouse. Everything stopped.

Jessica was panting now, trying to control her emotions. Everyone in her class thought that she’s having a heart attack or some other medical issue. Apart from Jamie, no one knew what’s the actual cause of her condition. One girl rushed towards her and asked, “are you alright Ms. Peterson? You’re looking terrible. You’re sweating in such a cold room. I think you’re having some medical issue. Should I call for help?”

Jessica tried to control her breathing and said, “I’m fine. Thank you. I think I ate something that’s not sitting well with my system. I’ll be fine. Let’s finish the lecture and then I’ll probably visit a doctor,” she lied.

The girl said, “I don’t think you should continue the lecture in this condition, prof. It’s not that important, we can continue it later. I don’t think anyone would mind.”

Jamie said in a loud voice from his seat with a smirk on his face, “Yes, Ms. Peterson. She’s right, we won’t mind postponing this lecture.”

Jessica knew he wanted her to suffer the punishment. She had to continue the lecture and finish it. She looked at her eyes and said as calmly as she could under the situation, “I’m fine. No need to worry about me. Go back and let’s finish this lecture.” It confused the girl why was she so adamant in continuing the lecture, but she said nothing and sat back.

She had a completely flushed face by now, but there’s one-and-a-half more hours left. Jessica continued with her lecture as best as she could. In her head, she wanted to focus on her breathing while talking. For next fifteen minutes, nothing happened, and her subconscious thanked the algorithm for waiting few more minutes. But as she was getting comfortable, it happened again with maximum intensity. She took a few deep breaths and continued with the lecture.

It was the most intense experience she was having, but she kept her focus on breathing properly in between her words. She did something she never thought was possible. Through this intense experience, she clenched her cunt muscles to keep those vibrating balls inside and kept talking. It was unbelievable. She spoke in broken sentences, but it helped her control her orgasm as well. Jessica had tricked her brain to focus more on the lecture than the overwhelming orgasm that was lurking within her.

She looked at the clock, and only ten more minutes left of the first lecture. To her good fortune, the sensations also stopped. She thought, “It’s true. Fortune favors the brave.” Rest of the lecture finished uneventfully. While leaving the class, Jamie mouthed the word, “BRAVO” at her and left. She felt chills down her spine as she saw Rick entering the room. Among both the brothers, Rick always gave her more devilish vibes. He was more nefarious than Jamie.

As she was setting up the presentation again for the next lecture, she received a text from Rick.

 

Looks like our whore got past the algorithm. I’m going to switch it off and move to manual mode. Best of luck, whore.

 

With no realization, she instantly looked at Rick and pleaded with her eyes. Jessica knew that she barely survived the first lecture. Rick will make her life miserable for the next hour. When she got a huge smirk in response, she knew he controls her fate now. With that knowledge, she started the lecture. Her juices had already reached to the ankles. Fear and arousal mixed created a combination of highest level of excitement.

Rick did what the algorithm could not do. He often turned it on and off to keep her on her toes. He would change the intensity and frequency based on her behavior. This fucked things up in her head. Her trick had failed, and the orgasm overpowered her focus now. She knew there’s no way to continue the lecture with Rick’s consistent manipulation. Jessica took a deep breath and opened her second button. As per the rules, everything stopped.

Students in this room were also whispering among each other, but no one said anything. But that wasn’t the case with Rick. He shouted from his seat, “Are you ok Ms. Peterson? Should I call someone for medical help? You don’t look ok today.”

With anger in her head she thought, “you wouldn’t give me my five minutes fairly. You will make sure that I’m embarrassed during this time,” but she can’t say it. So, she said, “I’m fine. Thanks for asking. I’ll continue the lecture.”

Rick enjoyed the increase in redness on her face. She was excessively embarrassed now. But continued with the lecture. Suddenly, the cycle of intense sensations started again. Through her broken sentences, she realized that there’s no way to control her orgasm anymore. He was playing her like a guitar. He knew exactly when to stop and when to start, to break her focus each time and increase her arousal to its maximum potential. She looked at the clock, thirty more excruciating minutes left.

Jessica thought about opening another button, but it’s already two. Without thinking, she reached for another bottle and said, “excuse me,” and gulped the entire bottle of water as fast as she could. And then everything stopped. This time when she started the lecture, it happened. She felt the sudden need to pee. In her peak of arousal now, the need to pee was her worse nightmare. Neither she could open another button, nor she can drink the water. “If I gushed all my frustrations out in my class, in front of my students, I’ll just die. I can’t show my face again to any of them again,” she thought to herself.

Soon started the glorious torture again. With ten minutes left, she felt the trembles in legs and shivers across her body. She had her hand on the podium to keep her balance. It was the absolute control. Jessica kept the lecture going with her broken sentences and avoided looking towards the students. As she was about to break down, she looked at the clock and saw five minutes left. Without thinking of the consequences, she opened the third button. It was a hail marry attempt. And it worked. She survived her humiliation.

She kept her balance through the podium and didn’t dare to look at any student. Her breathing helped her calm down. At least she had no more lectures on her schedule for the day. Mondays were her lightest days of the week. This room also didn’t have any lecture scheduled for the next hour. She thought she would compose herself before leaving for her office. Once she felt better, she grabbed her stuff and looked up to find Rick standing in front of her.

He had a golden rectangular metal object in his hand. He tapped a button on it and the top piece of the rectangle popped open. It was a lock. He looked into her eyes and said, “hold the hem of your skirt up and spread your legs.”

She looked towards the door, and it was open. She begged him, “please master. The door is open someone might see us. May your slave close the door?”

“Absolutely not. Now do as I say,” he said in a stern voice.

With her head bowed down, she lifted her skirt all the way up and spread her legs wide enough. She prayed to god, “please god save me. Save me, god, please.” Rick passed the metal rods through her piercings on her pussy lips and locked the rectangle close. Once satisfied, he stood up and said, “now that’s going to keep those wonderful balls inside.”

He walked to the podium and grabbed the box for those nano-chips and walked up to her. Let’s put those back so they’re charged for future. He removed all the chips from her cunt piercings and placed them back in the box. Opening no button, he slides his hand into her blouse and removed the chips from her nipples. He placed the box back into her purse and walked back to her.

Rick grabbed both the nipple piercings and twisted it. The pain was intense, but she tried hard to not make any noise. Then he pressed the button and objects in her hypersensitive holes ferociously vibrated. Directly looking into her eyes, he rubbed her clit hard. She had no control left now. Desperate to have some honor. She begged, “please master not here.”

“You’ll only leave this room once you had your cum spilled on this floor. We can both stay here forever if you wish.”

Tears started flowing down as she let go of her control. The grunts she wanted to control were still audible. Completely scared, she still couldn’t control the noise. She again squirted the river out of her cunt. Rick kept working on her clit, which extended her orgasm further. She felt an enormous weight lifted off her chest. She had nonstop three orgasms because Rick won’t stop assaulting her clit. She bit on her right hand to control the noise. And then she fell on her knees, unable to keep her balance anymore.

“See you at home,” said Rick with a laugh, and left the room.

It took her ten minutes to compose herself again and leave the room. She walked uncomfortably because of her desperate need to pee. She can’t pee until after her appointment with Rachael, which was an hour away.

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Jessica walked into Rachael’s office awkwardly. Rachael asked, “what happened?” She replied, “I’m in desperate need to pee.”

Rachael laughed, “then go pee. You’re not a kid that someone has to tell you that.”

“I wish I was a kid. I’m a slave. I’m not allowed to pee until after this appointment.”

“And if you do, they’ll know?”

“I can’t take that chance. I have to obey.”

“Sit down. You have brought nothing with you? No phone, no purse.”

“They monitor everything. I can’t trust anything I have. So, they’ve allowed me to keep everything at my office while I’m here.”

“Oh, that’s great. So, tell me what’s new recently. You’ve obviously changed a lot in such a brief span.”

Jessica explained everything that happened to her during this time. She kept acting as if she did not know about Rachael’s involvement. Rachael kept pushing her agenda and placing the idea in her head that she was a born whore. Jessica tried to probe her to fetch any information around Tyrone, but she got nothing.

When their discussion went nowhere. Jessica lost her patience and anger creeped up. In her complete frustration, she said out loud, “why did you do this to me, Rachael?”

“Why did I do what to you, Jess?”

“How can you pretend to be so innocent in front of me? I remembered what you did to me that night at my house. You still want to play possum?”

This sudden aggression from Jessica shocked Rachael. This was the first thing that didn’t go as per the plan. How could she remember it? But there’s no point to it. She’ll have to improvise. She said, “So you remember everything?”

“Yes. Why would you do such a thing to me? What have I ever done to you? Please, at least make sense to my life. I’m going crazy. I’ve hallucinated things that aren’t real lately. I will lose my mind, Rachael. Please, at least tell me why you did such a thing to me? Please.” Jessica begged to her and couldn’t hold her tears anymore.

Rachael thought for few minutes and then said, “it wasn’t you. You were just unlucky.”

“Unlucky?”

Rachael sighed and then said, “yes. There was a sequence of events that happened, and you were the common thread to all of it.”

“What does it mean? I don’t understand.”

“It started with Ray. He was Jason’s roommate and since you were Jason’s childhood girlfriend, he saw your photos. It started with the most basic human emotion, jealousy. Ray felt like Jason’s life was always better than his. He got everything in life that Ray couldn’t. When he saw your photo, his jealousy increased multiple folds. You were several times more gorgeous than his girlfriend. He couldn’t accept it and broke up with his girl.”

Rachael tried to analyze her emotions and continued, “What followed changed him from his core. He became excessively dominant towards girls. He wanted to take his frustrations out on other girls. He did terrible things to them, imagining he was doing those things to you. Then, to his surprise, both got the job at the same company.”

“He accepted things after you guys got married. He had his own side of kinks still going on, which made it impossible for any girl to commit to him. Things got worse when your husband got the promotion ahead of him and Ray had to report to Jason. This was infuriating for him. Everything came right back flashing. Now the need to put him down increased exponentially. Only way he could think of was to humiliate the love of his life. Through the life of his kinky past, he got to know about Steve’s exclusive club.”

Rachael paused for a few seconds and then continued again, “he found his way into the club and got close to Steve. He planted you in Steve’s head. He created an image so huge that Steve had an instant urge to own you for the club. When at the party Steve tried to tame you and failed, that urge multiplied. His inability to tame you on his own, increased his frustration and from there I came into the picture. You see, his wife is my older sister and when she asked for help, how could I refuse.”

She grabbed the cup of coffee and took a sip and said, “I started working towards a plan, but nothing was working concretely. I had to bring you in for some sessions so that I can get personal information from you around which I could make my plan. Then came Tyrone in the picture. His brother asked me for help. He needed Tyrone to work for him full-time, but he wouldn’t agree. This brought the grand idea to me.”

Taking another sip, she said, “Devin asked him to handle a girl from the university who was making unnecessary noise, which was a complete lie. Through some of my internal friends, I manipulated your schedule to make sure you’d be there to see everything. Then one of my good friends again manipulated you to file a written complain. Which was followed by another manipulation for you to look for therapy sessions. And viola, you came right to my door as planned.”

Rachael saw the anger building in her face, but kept going. “From there, I found out that Mike was your weak emotional point. And based on his history, he was the easiest target to rope you in. Gradually, I planted the idea of revenge in Tyrone’s head. Of course, since he believed you ruined his life, it wasn’t too hard to handle him. I just made the plan; he did all the demanding work. Rest of the story you already know. It wasn’t personal. You were the one stone I used to kill two birds. It’s efficient.”

Jessica had the uncontrollable tears. She could not believe that they ruined her life because of one man’s jealousy. Rachael kept talking to her condescendingly, but it didn’t matter to her anymore. One woman ruined her entire life because she thought she can. “You will suffer for each misery you caused to me, Rachael,” thought Jessica.

To gather more ammunition around Tyrone, Jessica further said, “I can’t believe you could manipulate someone as smart as Tyrone so easily.”

Rachael replied, “Believe it or not, it took more effort to tame you than Tyrone. Men think they’re powerful and strong, but they’re weak where it counts, emotionally. If a woman knows what she’s doing, she can make any man dance on her tunes. I’ll share a secret with you, don’t tell anyone. Both brothers are strong in their own way but emotionally, they’re weak.”

Taking another sip of her coffee, “I’ll give an example. You think what happened to you was worse. It’s nowhere near what we had planned for you. By now I should have started you for the club, but you had a shield over your head, Tyrone. Do you know why he wouldn’t fuck you? That fool thinks if he does, he’ll get too emotionally attached to you and won’t be able to make tough decisions. What he doesn’t realize is that he already had an emotional bond with you and doesn’t want to share you with the club.”

Jessica intervened. “This makes no sense. He has an emotional bond with me that’s why he ruined my life?”

Rachael laughed and replied, “I know it sounds absurd. When he started, he had no strings attached to you and he did everything I planned. But then he involved Rose who made things complicated. He always had a weak spot for her and couldn’t think clear around her. Somehow through Rose he realized you were more important in his life, like a hobby. Now he didn’t want to give you up. This fucked up everything. That’s why I had to get rid of Rose. She was ruining the plan. I can’t have another woman manipulating him.”

She continued sipping her coffee and said, “I had to work a lot around him to allow Steve, Ray and Nia in that party. I had a lot of pressure from them to deliver which I hadn’t till this point. That party was to get them off my back. I had to show them I’m making progress and soon you’ll be theirs. Tyrone was not happy at all around them but accepted it just once, upon my insistence. You see, he’s saving you from the worst from a long time. But he knows he can’t go all soft on you because then he’ll lose control of you and the club will get you.”

She a lot of mixed emotions on Jessica’s face but continued, “In his own weird and twisted way he feels guilty for ruining your life and feels like he should be responsible to save you from the worst. Only way he knows how to do that is to humiliate you in his own controlled bubble. He owns all your videos and won’t allow anyone to share them at any public forum. He makes sure your life is not completely ruined so even though you’re doing all risky things, but he knows you’ve gained skill set to survive through it.”

Jessica thought, “could it be possible that she’s telling the truth, or she’s manipulating me again? She could do this so that I will start feeling some sympathy for him and would willingly accept his ownership. I’ll not fall for your tricks again.”

Rachael still continued, “He insists you don’t lose your job, brother and husband. That’s why I had to keep Jason away from here for an extended period. If he returns Tyrone would fuck things up and I can’t let that happen after all this. So, you see how in his own twisted and weird way he’s your demon, and he’s your angel.”

Jessica now couldn’t control and asked, “what did you got from all this? I can’t believe you went this far just because of your sister.”

Rachael said, “true. I don’t decide by personal influence. I needed something from Steve for which I would have done anything he asked, and he asked you. Both Ray and Steve insisted on extreme humiliation before you perform for the club. Again, as I said it’s not personal. You did nothing to me and in an ideal world we both could have been good friends.”

Jessica asked again, “but why? Why did Ray and Steve want my life ruined? It can’t be just jealousy.”

“Honestly, I don’t know why they went this extreme route. It’s difficult to understand how certain people react to certain things. People shoot innocent kids for no reason. Why do they do it? There could be an n-number of possibilities to answer that. It could be any mental problem or they’re just sadistic and enjoy misery. By my best guess, you hurt their ego by denying them ownership when they approached first. I feel like they’re the men who don’t take kindly to no. You know the people who can’t accept that any woman can say no to them.”

“What would you have done in my place? Just kneel and accept what they thought was right for me? Break my love’s heart because another man thought he should own me?”

“I don’t condone that behavior if that’s worth anything. But as I said, that’s the deal I made. Now it’s business I can get emotional about you and ruin my business, or I don’t care about what happens to you and expand it. Nothing was personal for me.”

Jessica just couldn’t believe that this woman sitting in front of her who she thought was her friend ruined her life over some business deal. How could someone be so cruel? But then again there are all kinds of people who should be sentenced to death for the world to be a better place but they’re living normal lives among us.

“Since you know about my involvement, you’ll refer to me as mistress. We’ll still have the weekly appointments and I’ll make your progress plans each week. Obviously, I can summon you whenever I want, but weekly appointments are a must.”

Jessica left her office and walked towards the restroom. After she had relieved her bladder, she took out the mini-recorder she had got from the mysterious helper. “Now we’ll see who’s smart when Tyrone gets to listen to it.”

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Jessica walked into her office with mixed feelings. She was happy that she got the evidence needed to put Rachael out of equation, but she also found out that her entire life was ruined for nothing. On top of her desk, she found another envelope labeled, “PROFESSOR WHORE“. She opened the letter inside and read it.

To Professor Whore,

This is your task as per our deal. Now you’ll have to show us you’re the whore we made you. Earn your keep. Rick and Jamie took all your belongings from your office to your house (including your car).

Outside, you’ll find Reggie in his truck. He’ll drop you to your destination. There, you’ll receive another letter. Follow the instructions and find your way home on your own.

Yours,

Generous Master.

Jessica felt even more frustrated now. “I’m trying to help you, fucking idiot. And you’re continuously ruining my life,” she thought. But she realized that until she can give the mini recorder to Tyrone, her problems won’t be solved. If she begs him later, claiming that she did nothing to him, he’d let her free and help her handle both Ray and Steve. She knew this was a far-fetched idea, but she had to be hopeful.

She kneeled on the floor and begged, looking at the cameras on the ceiling or her office. “Master, your humble slave will follow all your orders, but she wishes to task to her master once. May the master be generous enough and visit his slave tonight? Please, master, it’s urgent. Otherwise, your slave wouldn’t dare to ask such a request. If master feels the slave wasted his time, he can choose to punish her as he wishes.”

Jessica put all her submissive strength in that request. She hoped Tyrone should visit after the way she had begged to him. She got up and sat in her chair. Half-heartedly, she did some of her pending work for the next couple of hours. When it was five, she left the office and found Reggie’s truck. She hopped in. He said, “remove the hair extensions and place it in the glove box. I’ll drop it in the metal box outside your house.” With that, he started the car and Jessica worked to remove the extensions.

Reggie drove in complete silence and thirty minutes later they were outside a shady looking old building. “Go inside and at reception say I’m the whore you’re expecting. They’ll give you a letter. Follow the instructions inside. Now go.”

Nervous and scared, Jessica stood in front of the reception and whispered, “I’m the whore you’re expecting.”

The old black guy, in his sixties, said, “what? I didn’t hear what you said. Speak louder.”

Clearing her throat, she looked around and exclaimed, “I’m the whore you’re expecting.”

“Oh yes. This is the letter your master gave for you,” he said, giving her the letter.

She read the last letter for the night.

You’re now officially the cheap whore. Your target is to earn $2500 for me. You’ll tell everyone your charges exactly as listed below when they enter the room:

Blowjob = $50

Titi Fuck = $50

Whore Cunt = $100

Whore’s Asshole = $150

Party Discount = $250 (all holes together).

Party Bitch Slave = $500 (per hour).

You’ll have to take a shower and be presentable after each session. Talk nasty and give a wonderful time to your clients. Make their money worth it.

Earn a little extra for a cab.

Yours,

Generous Master.

Tyrone didn’t need the money. He just wanted to degrade her mentally and make her feel like a cheap whore. Jessica had always done humiliating nasty things, but she tricked herself as a roleplay. But now she’s a real whore. This is an unfamiliar situation. She felt much worse than before. “Do it one last time. After tonight, everything will be fine. I’ll make sure that Tyrone forgives me and helps me get out of it. He has been a victim of Rachael, just like me. He’ll understand my situation,” she thought.

She left the letter at the reception desk and asked the old man, “what do I have to do?”

“First things first, give me all your clothes.”

She looked around and hoped for them to move to a private room, but when he didn’t move at all, she understood. Jessica slowly and under absolute fear removed both her blouse and skirt and gave it to him. He casually threw them in the trash. With complete disbelief, she looked at him and asked, “how am I supposed to go back home with no clothes?”

“None of my problem. But you’ll not be wearing them again.” He walked up to her and bent down to remove the lock from her cunt lips. “Spread the legs.” She followed. Once he had removed the lock, he said, “push the balls out.” She easily pushed all four balls out and they dropped into his waiting hands. He placed the balls in a bag and then, bending her in doggy style, pulled the dildo out of her asshole with a single jerk. Jessica gasped out loud but felt relieved.

“Remove the heels as well. They’re unlocked.”

Jessica removed the heels as well and placed it on top of the counter.

“Follow me. This we’ll keep. I’ll give them back once you’re done here.”

Jessica followed him, stark naked. Once inside, there were more women all dressed in ridiculous dresses. There was no doubt all of them were whores. There were few men who looked like regular customers. One woman yelled, “Oh, we have a new one here. Nice tats girl.” Another one said, “This is wild one huh.” Jessica felt the humiliation she hadn’t felt before. Even the whores think the tattoos are too much. She bowed her head and kept walking.

“Take a shower. There’s the makeup and some lotions. Make it quick, you’ll have ten minutes for each shower.”

The so-called bathroom had no door, just a curtain. She closed the curtains to provide as much privacy as she could get. Once out of the shower, she applied the whore makeup. There were two articles of clothes left for her. A red cloth that would barely count as a blouse. She wore it and realized they’ve removed all buttons from it. She had to tie it under her tits. It did the bare minimum to hide her tits. The new black skirt was the smallest skirt she’s ever seen. It was only an inch below her cunt. Slight movement and everything were visible. She walked up to the main room where all whores stood for previews for potential clients.

A young black guy walked up to her and said, “what do we have here?”

She nervously looked at his shoes and repeated the rate card as she remembered, “This whore will do everything, sir. Blowjob for a 50, titi fuck for another 50. Fuck this cunt for a 100 and the asshole for 150. Whore can give you a party discount for all holes together at 250. She can also be a bitch slave for you at 500 per hour.”

Everyone laughed out loud. She looked around, not knowing what she has done. The guy replied, “first time?” Jessica nodded nervously. One woman said from the corner, “honey clients don’t want to hear the rate chart the first moment they approach you. Talk dirty to them. Make them feel you’re the one they missed all their lives. Be a wiling whore for them, not a robot.” Looking at her wedding ring, she said, “talk to them as if enticing your hubby to fuck you. People pay for a personal experience not to just enter their cocks in any hole. Once you’ve roped them in, then you tell the rate chart.”

“This is my first time I don’t know how to do it?”

“Dave here can give you a quick training so you can perform well and reach your target on time. But it will not be free,” said the woman.

“What will it cost me? I don’t have any money.”

“Let’s see. Um, remove the party bitch slave from your menu. After you’ve completed your target, you’ll be our bitch slave for the next hour for free. That’s like getting a priceless training for just $250,” she said, hoping that she would fall for it. Life is tough for a first-time whore in a brothel. Everyone is a bully.

“What would I have to do?”

“You’re offering a service and do not know what to do in it?”

“Please help me. I don’t know what I’m doing here.”

She could see the fear and innocence in her eyes. “We’ll have a lot of fun with this one,” she thought but said, “Well, you’ll have to do anything we want for that one hour. ‘No’ will not be a word available to you. Now tell us, do you need his help and agree to the terms?”

Jessica thought, “I don’t know, it feels wrong to accept to such vague terms, but then again if I can’t earn $2500 soon, I’ll not be able to reach back home on time. I’ve already done so many terrible things for them, what more can they do to me.” She nodded and agreed to the terms.

“A nod is not enough; we’ll like to hear the verbal conformation to make sure you understand and agree to all the terms of our deal.”

With a deep sigh, Jessica said, “I accept if Dave helps me with a quick training as a cost, I agree to be a bitch slave for him for an hour. During this hour I’ll do whatever commanded to me and won’t have the option to say ‘No’.”

Dave asked to her, “you’re married?”

This embarrassed her a lot. “I should have removed the ring,” she thought. But now it’s too late so said, “Yes.”

“Don’t be embarrassed, that’s good. Use it to your advantage. Make your clients feel that they’re much better than your husband. Every man wants to hear how good he’s when he fucks a woman. If they’ve a choice of two good looking whores, they’ll more likely choose one who’s married and can enforce the idea of their sexual superiority to them.”

He walked towards the door and said, “I’ll enter again and pretend as I’m a client. Impress me. Make me choose you over everyone else.”

He walked back inside the room and walked towards another girl. Jessica did not know how to approach this situation or to make come towards her. When she said nothing, he turned towards her and said, “are you going to do anything or just stand there like a dumb fuck?”

“Sorry. I don’t know what to say. How should I approach? If someone likes her more than me, should I still approach him? Wouldn’t it ruin her business?”

“She isn’t as dumb as I thought she was,” replied the girl. She continued, “That is correct. Never interfere in between another girl’s business. If you do, we’ll make sure you regret your decision. Now Dave, approach her directly as a client. Show us what would you do when a client approaches to you.”

Dave walked up to her. Jessica nervously said, “Hey handsome, what do you think about me? Check it out,” as she turned full 360 degrees and continued, “you won’t find another whore in this town like me. I’ll give you a night of your life. I’m always a bargain compared to the package I deliver. Satisfaction guaranteed with me,” she said while pointing out her tattoo on her thigh.

Jessica shocked everyone in the room. It was like a sudden and complete transformation in her. They never thought she would be so confident in being nasty and erotic at the same time. Dave said, “confident, huh? Let’s see, get on your knees and give me a nice blowjob.”

“It’ll be a 50.”

Dave smiled and thought, “I might have underestimated her.” He said, “that’s fine. But as your tattoo states, if I’m not satisfied, no cost.” She got on her knees in the middle of the room with every eye’s gaze on her. Soon, his pants and boxers were on the floor. Jessica felt much more confident after finding out that his cock was a little over six inches. She had practiced on much larger cocks. This was a piece of cake.

When she deep throated him easily, people thought she might have pretended to be naïve. Her skills are professional. Within a few minutes, Dave reached his peak. He had a lot of blowjobs in various brothels, but no other whore was so passionate while sucking a cock. Jessica used her throat muscles skillfully to supply immense pleasure to him. Dave yelled out, “oh, fuck, she’s good. Oh, my god. I’m going to cum soon. Oh fuck. Here it comes.” And with that, he deposited entire load deep in her throat. Jessica swallowed every drop of his load easily.

He initially planned to claim that she did not satisfy him, so he would not pay her anything. But she gave such an exceptional blowjob to him he couldn’t do it. He pulled out $50 from his wallet and gave it to her. Dave told her, “You’re a gem, sweetheart. I don’t know what you’re doing here, but we’re going to enjoy the last hour with you for sure. Once the clients choose you, we’ve booked room number seven for you. Take them there and do whatever is needed to satisfy them.”

About thirty minutes later, the crowd started showing up. The first guy that chose Jessica was a white guy. She took her into the small room labeled as number seven. He absolutely loved fucking her. He fucked her cunt first, but felt the need for more. She sucked his cock until he had another erection. Then he went for anal. After he had his second orgasm. But still wanted to go for more. Jessica tried her best to suck him, but he couldn’t get another erection. He knew Jessica was way out of his league and not only was she gorgeous, but also highly skillful and passionate towards pleasing him.

The man was excessively pleased and gave Jessica $300 and left. This guy wasn’t as skilled as one would hope for, but easy money is not something she’d complain. She kept her total of $350 in a desk drawer of the room and left to take a shower. Dressed in the same clothes, she got back into the main room.

A group of five college kids walked in. Three black and two white. Each went to different girls and one of the white guys walked to Jessica. She easily seduced him with her practiced lines. As they were walking towards the room, she explained her rate chart to him.

In his curiosity, he asked, “There’s a party discount? All holes together for just 250?”

Jessica realized it was an absurd price, especially considering how gorgeous and skillful she was in her sexual range. But it wasn’t her choice so said, “yes, that’s correct.”

The guy stopped and yelled at his friends, “guys, stop wasting your time. There’s a group discount for this one. It’ll save a lot of money if we all tag along. What do you guys think?”

“Hell yes. I’m in for some sex that saves money,” shouted another guy from the group.

Inside the room, the college kids surrounded Jessica. One guy asked her, “you’re married?”

“Yes.”

“Then why do you need cocks from strangers? Hubby, not rich or not good enough?” asked another guy.

“He’s not good enough in bed. I had to look for magnificent cocks outside of home. You guys think you can satisfy me?”

“Oh, you’ll have the best fuck of your life, girl,” said one of the black guys.

Once everyone was naked, Jessica sucked each cock until everyone was rock hard. One guy looked was admiring her tattoos and asked her, “who’s this dude Tyrone?”

Removing the cock from her mouth, she said, “he owns me. He’s, my master. I do what he commands me to do.”

“Fascinating. And he commanded you to whore yourself?”

“Yes.”

“So, you’re his ATM?”

“No. He’s super rich. He just uses me for his own pleasure.”

“How does he get pleasure from someone else fucking you?”

“Slaves only has a job, to do as she’s ordered to do. She can’t ask questions to her master.”

“Will you shut the fuck up with your questions and let us fuck this horny bitch?” said another guy in his frustration.

One of the white guys laid on his back on the bed. Jessica climbed and rode him cowgirl style. Her skill was clearly noticeable from the instant noises that dude was making. “Oh, fuck me. Oh, she’s amazing. Wow, that cunt feels good. Don’t stop.”

Jessica got in an amazing rhythm when she felt the cold lube on her asshole. She braced herself for the next cock. In next few seconds, she had her first black cock of the evening in her asshole. Both guys got into a synchronized rhythm.

Her pleasure shook her, and the usual nasty talk started, “Oh yes… fuck me… harder… yes… right there… deeper more… oh… fuck me you bastard… harder more… I’m going to cum… soon… yes… I’m cum…” and with that the kids got their surprise when she sprayed her warm fluids all over the kid below her.

“Oh, my god. We’ve got a squirter on our hands. Man, I’ve never fucked a squirter before. Even never seen one other than in porn. She’s a jackpot. You guys remember to switch soon, I can’t wait longer,” said in his excitement the other white guy in the room.

One black guy got frustrated at not being part of the action, so he grabbed a chair and placed it on one end of the bed. He stood on the chair so his cock could be in range of her whore mouth. Completely lost in her own lust, Jessica took his enormous cock deep in her throat hungrily.

The guys started switching positions which extended their stamina, and the other guys didn’t want to wait forever. Jessica counted at least five mammoth squirting orgasms so far, and none of the guys had deposited their load on her. Around forty minutes and four more orgasms later, she had all five loads deposited inside various holes. She felt weirdly good during this session, as she didn’t have to hold her orgasms, which had become a regular phenomenon for her. She relished the moment, even though she didn’t want to accept it.

Jessica was still panting profusely when the kids dressed. One kid walked up to her and handed her $250. She looked at him, disappointed. After this much, they’re only giving her $250. She already felt exhausted. “I can’t make the target if I keep getting groups.”

Looking at her disappointed face, one black guy said, “come on guys, tip her.”

“What?”

“If she didn’t give us the group discount, we would have spent a lot more and you all know we wouldn’t have got half the passion she showed. Anyone in this room can claim that they had a better fuck before?” he said to the group.

Everyone agreed. They collected the money and gave her $250 more. She hugged the dude and said, “Thank you, very much.” He gave her a kiss and said, “Thank you.”

As they left, word had already spread about the squirting whore who’s best among all. Everyone wanted her. For the next two-and-a-half hours, she fucked ten more guys. She had stopped keeping the count of orgasms she had. She was like a unicorn for her clients, as they hadn’t met a squirting whore in any brothel before. The excitement among people was so much that they didn’t let her take showers during this time. Once everyone left and before the new group could enter, she counted the money. She had a sigh of relief when she counted the total to $2750. “I’ve got extra money for a cab as well now. There’s no way any cab would charge more than $250 from here to my home,” she thought.

She let the room and finally took another shower. Once at the reception, she said, “I’ve completed my target. What am I supposed to do with the money?”

“Give the $2500 to me. Keep rest,” said the old man behind the counter. She gave him the money and kept the rest. As she was about to ask him for the cab, she heard, “Planning on ditching the deal you made earlier?” She turned around to find Dave standing in front of her.

“No, of course not. I was just completing the deal here, so I don’t forget about it,” lied Jessica. She wanted to run away from here as soon as possible.

“Then keep your remaining money and clothes here to collect when your hour is over,” he commanded.

Jessica walked back to the room again, stark naked. The girl who warned her about not hurt anyone’s business a ball gag in her mouth and attached the strap behind her head, tight. Once satisfied, she said, “I told you don’t hurt any of my girl’s business and you came in with your whore cunt and took everyone to your room. We’ll teach you a lesson tonight.”

Petrified and aroused because of fear of unknown, Jessica stood still. She despised her inner core for her arousal every time she’s in a comparable situation. “They’ve trained my brain to be a whore. Would I ever live a normal life? Even if they let me free, would I be able to live my life suppressing my inner whore forever?” it tangled her brain with a barrage of questions about her inner whore.

Dave attached a black leather collar to her neck. It was extremely tight and caused trouble breathing. Another girl returned with a leash and attached it to the collar. One girl came with a golden, heart-shaped dog tag and showed it to Jessica. “See what’s written for you.” Jessica read the tag had a text inscribed on it, our whore puppy. As she attached the tag on her collar, Jessica felt a sudden increase in her arousal. Without even touching her, she had her juices flowing. “Why can’t I control myself?” thought Jessica.

“On all fours,” said Dave.

Jessica followed the instructions and when he pulled the leash, she started following him like a bitch in heat. When they stopped, she saw a metal dog bowl on the floor with some disgusting looking mashed food. Under normal circumstances, she would throw up if anyone told her to each such a thing. But somehow the situation she was in, that disgusting food, increased her arousal. “How is it possible? Why is it that the more they’re degrading me, the more aroused I get? There’s seriously something wrong in my head,” she thought.

“You must feel hungry by now, especially after all the cocks you had in your holes. Eat your dinner quickly. And remember you’re a bitch in heat, so no hands allowed.”

She started eating the food like a dog. The food didn’t taste as bad as it looked. She really was starving as she ate most of the food when she felt a thick, cold metal sliding in her asshole. Jessica looked up when she heard Dave’s voice, “keep on eating the food until the bowl is empty. Do not stop under any circumstance.” She continued with eating the food. The item inserted in her asshole was deep in her hole. She couldn’t remember anything previously touching areas of her hole as this one was.

Once she finished the food, Dave pulled the leash to bring her towards another bowl that has water. “Now gulp some water. You must be thirsty by now.”

This time, without hesitation, she started drinking the water like a dog. Then she heard, “faster bitch. We don’t have all night. If you take time to finish your task, I’ll have to extend the duration of your task.” Jessica started licking and sucking the water off the bowl like she had a clock to beat. Once the bowl was empty, she heard, “sit,” like a command given to a pet.

She sat up. Dave spoke, “Now we’re going to play a game of fetch,” he showed her a giant pink rubber dildo and continued, “I’m going to throw this and you’re going to fetch it like a bitch in heat you are. Only condition, when you pick it up, you’ll sit up, open your legs and fuck your cunt with it as hard as you can. With your other hand, you’ll rub that whore clit with vigor. We have a timer here, you’ll have two-and-a-half minutes. Don’t stop before the timer runs out.”

He looked at her to verify if she was listening to his instructions and then continued, “Once the timer is up, you’ll jam that cock all the way up. Then turn around and wiggle your tail like a good, playful bitch. Run back to us and offer us your cunt so we can pull the object out. Then you must drink the water in the bowl. This cycle repeats until we’re satisfied.”

With that, he threw the dildo at the far end of the room. Jessica crawled to the dildo as fast as she could. Once she reached there, she sat up and faced her audience. With her knees spread wide apart, she jammed the cock all the way up her cunt in a single thrust. Her cunt already was soaking wet. She fucked herself hard and fast while her other hand worked the magic on her clit. Jessica felt her orgasm right around the corner when she heard one girl shout, “oh yeah and you’re not allowed cum. So don’t dare, otherwise we’ll throw you out completely naked with no money.”

This intensified her arousal. The tasks she would usually get from her masters or mistresses had wired her brain to feel arousal when she’s sexually humiliated by someone. Jessica was on the edge but controlled herself while continued to fuck herself vigorously. When she felt completely out of control, she heard the timer’s buzzer. She jammed the cock up in her cunt and turned around to wiggle her ass, which had a tail inserted. She genuinely felt like a playful bitch in heat.

Jessica crawled her way back and turned around to offer her cunt to her new master. Dave pulled the cock out of her cunt and instantly threw it back in the same corner. She crawled to the bowl, which was now full of water. As per her instructions, she drank the water like a bitch and continued the second round of fetch.

By the fourth round, she felt an urgent need to cum. This time, while fucking herself vigorously, she was also wiggling her ass at the same time. The ball gag prevented her from begging for permission. When she reached to the sixth round, she was sweating profusely. She felt extremely tired and horny at the same time. On her tenth round, she had tears in her eyes. Completely exhausted, horny beyond limit with an urgent need to pee. She didn’t know how long she could hold it.

This time when she returned, instead of pulling out the dildo, Dave started fucking her with it while rubbing her clit. One girl sat in front of her and said, “does the puppy want to cum?” Jessica nodded frantically; she did not know how much longer she can control. She placed the water bowl in front of her but it time it was full of jizz. “It must be at least from ten men,” she thought. Under extreme desperation, she started licking the jizz from the bowl.

“If I can finish it in time, they’ll allow me my orgasm.” Jessica licked the entire bowl clean in record time. As she realized the bowl was empty, she looked at the girl, pleading her for permission. The girl could see the absolute desperation in her eyes. Then she said, “should we allow our puppy to cum?”

“No, not yet.” Everyone said unanimously.

“See, our puppy’s owners don’t want her to cum, yet.”

“I think our puppy needs to pee. She’ll make the house dirty. Let’s take her out so she can pee in peace,” announced Dave.

Jessica turned and looked at Dave in complete panic. She shook her head, desperately hoping he wouldn’t follow through with his words. But then she felt him pull the dildo out of her cunt and threw it aside. When she felt the powerful tug on the leash, she realized they’ll humiliate her beyond her imagination. When she did the crawl of shame in her neighborhood, she felt safe as she knew the area, but this is unknown territory for her. It’s one of the most dangerous neighborhoods and she’ll be crawling completely naked like a bitch.

While following Dave, she looked at the clock and saw it was already 10:30. “How can it be a Monday? I’ll have to go to work tomorrow,” she thought. Before she realized anything, she was crawling on the sidewalks of a very shady neighborhood. It must be over five minutes of crawling and she thought they’re in public area what will happen to her if cops catch her. She didn’t dare to look around. Her entire focus was on the road below.

Suddenly she heard a noise from across the street, “hey Dave, what the fuck is that man?”

Dave screamed back to him, “she’s my new puppy. Let’s just say she’s a ‘bitch in heat’.” All of them laughed at the pun. She looked and saw there was a group of black guys across the street. Fortunately, they kept going like it was the most normal thing for them. They reached at the end of the street, and he directed her towards a streetlight. He was guiding her, as she was a real dog, not a human.

“Lift your leg and aim for the pole. Go ahead pee,” was the command that came out of Dave.

Jessica looked at him, pleading for some mercy. This was too much. He was treating her like she wasn’t a human at all. He pulled the leash hard towards the pole and said, “come on, we don’t have all night. Go ahead.”

She realized there was no point in begging this piece of shit. He won’t let her go until she does what he wants. She crawled to the pole and lifted her left leg like a dog and peed on the pole of the streetlight. This was the absolute degradation for her, and she couldn’t control her tears anymore. She felt like crying was becoming her new normal.

Finally relieved, they both started walking back to the brothel. Fifteen minutes later, she was back at the reception. He said, “your one hour is over. But do you still want to cum, or you want to go back home? Nod if you want to cum.”

She had the choice to go back, but her lust, like always, took over her rational brain and she nodded.

Dave commanded, “Then face the door, sit up, pull the cock from your ass and fuck your cunt till you cum.”

Jessica instantly followed the command. As she turned around, she saw a group of strangers standing outside watching this amazing, erotic sequence. Reluctantly, she pulled the giant cock out of her asshole and, while facing the crowd, she started fucking her cunt. Her other hand worked on her clit, and she reached her peak soon. All the degrading sequenced of the entire day came flashing in front of her eyes.

The pure look of lust in the group of men watching her from outside intensified her need, and then she came hard. The gush of her liquid lava shocked the crowd, enjoying her performance. As she came down from her pure ecstasy, she heard the crowd cheer and clap for her. In a weird way, she felt proud of herself.

In next few minutes, she was free from her ball gag and had those smallest clothes with the heels on. Dave had called for a cab and gave her the $250 that she had earned extra.

He kissed her one last time as said, “you’re something special, you should know that. Embrace it and be proud of yourself. The gift you have, most women would do anything for it. Don’t waste it. I hope you’ll have much more adventures like this in your life. Bye puppy.”

She sat in the cab and gave her address to the driver. “Am I a born whore?” she thought as everyone she meets seems to suggest her the same.

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As the cab driver stopped in front of her house, she gave him all the remaining cash she had. She was too numb from everything by now and walked to the door. Removed those miserable pieces of clothes and dumped them in the metal box and closed it. She stood in her waiting position for the door to open.

Jessica now had time to contemplate everything that just happened to her, and tears started flowing. Still standing outside, she broke down and couldn’t control her loud cry. She no longer cared if anyone heard her. “One man’s jealousy made me this whore. What have I ever done to him? He ruined my entire life.” She couldn’t believe what brought her to this predicament.

She saw Tyrone standing in front of her, and she fell to her knees and grabbed his feet. Placing her forehead on top of his shoes, she said, unable to stop crying, “please master, forgive your whore. Your whore can’t take it anymore. Please have some mercy on her.”

Jessica kept crying for a few more minutes when she heard him say, “if you begged me to come here for this, then it’ll extremely disappoint me.” She wiped her tears and sat up. Looking up in his eyes she said, “no master. Your whore has something to offer to you.” She gave him the micro-recorder device. He looked confused at her, but took it.

For next few minutes, he heard what Rachael had to say about everything she did. Jessica could see the anger creeping up on his face. It infuriated him. “That fucking bitch ruined my life and put a blame on someone else.” He placed the recorder in his pocket and looked Jessica in her eyes and first time he felt terrible for what he did to her. “It was never her fault,” he thought.

“Stand up,” he ordered her. Jessica stood up and begged, “master your whore did nothing. Can your forgive your whore? Your whore can’t live like this forever. Please, master.”