Every night before bed, Michaela sucked at least a dozen cocks. Of course, that meant she slept with her hair completely soaked in their cum and her own drool, but it was worth it.
Every so often, she even got to suck on a massive, beautiful cock. The feeling of it stretching her tight throat, the ache of her fight against her own gag reflex, and the knowledge that he’d slam it down to the balls when he came, driving her into a fit of breathless ecstasy were all amazing experiences.
If she didn’t pass out while he pulsed his cum down her constricting throat, she’d have to thank him and offer him a chance at her tiny asshole.
“Mom! I really wanted to go to the mall with my friends today!” Mollie said.
“You’ll just have to wait until these nice young men are done fucking us.”
“But Mom-”
“That’s enough, young lady! Now, you apologize to these men for not appreciating their hard work at destroying our assholes and beg the one fucking you to fuck you harder or I’ll cut off your allowance! Not every 19 year old gets an allowance you know?”
“Fine. I’m sorry for complaining, Mister. Please, please fuck me harder with that thick cock of yours. Make me your little cum slut until I pass out.”
“Now, that’s a good little slut.”
Like most 18 year old women, Katharine’s breakfast consisted of sucking the cum from as many cocks as she could, before heading off to school. Lunch consisted of being fucked up her tight, teen ass by as many men in a row as an hour would allow.
She was allowed a moderate meal for dinner, but as much cum as she liked for snacks throughout the day. Thanks to the scientifically backed diet, she not only maintained a perfect figure, but she also had an improved libido and a better complexion.
She was just happy she lived in such an enlightened age.
The idea of a “quiet night at home” had changed over the years for women. Katie’s neighbor was only the third man to give her tight ass a devastating pounding that night.
She hoped she’d get at least one guy who wanted to use her mouth, tits, or cunt that night. It was a special treat when she was allowed to have a cock up her tight snatch, but she knew it would be rude to ask for it.
On the upside, since it was a slow night, if she were lucky, she might even have enough energy left to masturbate while watching a romcom after the apartment complex settled down for the night.
Caitlynn had been the leader of her clique of popular girls in high school. Every day, she reveled in her power over others, treating them like dirt, toying with their feelings, and spreading nasty rumors whenever possible.
A few years after graduation, the Sexual Service Act went into effect. It seemed like classmates stopped by every single day since then. Boys she’d turned down would show up, girls she tormented would bring their boyfriends or husbands, and even the fathers of some of her classmates stopped by.
Every single one of the men rammed their cocks up her spit-lubed ass, forcing her to contort into the most humiliating and painful positions. A few of the girls she’d made fun of made her eat them out while she had her ass stretched around the fattest cocks they could find. Her moans of pain into their dripping cunts never failed to bring less than two orgasms before they left.
Before, she had felt empty - a gnawing sense of ennui had enveloped her, even in the midst of her machinations of torment, but now that she spent nearly every day as little more than a set of holes to be used, abused, and discarded by men and women - she at long last felt full of purpose. She had found her true calling.
“Yes, Sir, I’ve been training my ass every day, just like you told me to,” Amy said.
“You’re a very obedient little slut.”
“Thank you. My parents paid for The Treatment as soon as a turned 18, so I’d be able to service men perfectly. Would you like me squeal, cry, and beg you to cum?” she asked.
“I think I’ll just enjoy a nice leisurely fuck. Your ass is just tight enough to feel fantastic, but loose enough that I don’t have to work too hard at fucking you. Maybe I’ll get The Treatment for my stepdaughter. You two used to be best friends, you know.”
“I don’t remember, since The Treatment erases a slut’s memories, so we only have memories of being toys for men to fuck, but if you’d like me to eat her out while you fuck me and pretend I remember us being best friends, I’d be happy to.”
“That seals it! I am signing her up and I’ll make sure you two get to play all the time!”
“Oh! Thank you, Sir!”
So, I had a Master. I guess. He trained me to all his kinks to the point they became my kinks too. Right? So we had our way. He made his demands, I obeyed and everything was good. But then he wanted more and more, needing me to be more degraded, humiliated and doing unspeakable acts. I was losing myself to it and the more I gave, the more he pulled away. When I finally said no, he ghosted. Gone. I cannot get his attention unless I do what he demands. How long will he wait? Will he ever cave?
You should seek a Master that suits your needs and he should seek a submissive who suits his.
In the Kinky College setting there’s a guy named Mitch who has a 14 inch cock. This is probably what it’s like for most women who encounter him at the college.
An excerpt from Kinky College: Surprise Anal Sex Week:
“Surprise,” a baritone voice said. Then the man threw her into the air and spun her around before setting her feet on the ground again. She found herself looking up into two sharp green eyes.
“I want you to see this before I fuck you with it,” he said and pointed to his crotch.
Kate looked down and at first couldn’t figure out what she was seeing. There was something about as thick as her forearm stretching from his pants to between her legs. Then she realized that she was looking at his cock, or, to be more precise, part of his cock. The rest was lodged between her legs, lifting up her skirt, and pressing into her crotch. She took a step back and watched it spring up between them. Her eyes widened and she mouthed a few failed words before she could finally speak.
“Just how big is that thing?”
“It’s about fourteen and a half inches long and, well, you can see how thick it is.”
“Oh… oh God. This really is going to be a long day!”
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