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.