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This is a revised version of the story that I published on Smashword starting back in 2014. It is rewritten with much-added material. However, I did have to age up some of the characters so no one is underage in this version.

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Friday, September 6th, 2013 – Dawn Cooper – Parkland, WA

“I think that’ll do it,” Damien said.

I leaned naked against the sinks in the boys’ bathroom off the cafeteria at our school, Washington College. There was a chill in the restroom that made my nipples hard as rocks and my arms pimply with goosebumps. Damien, my Mistress’s boyfriend, climbed down a step ladder, nodding his head in satisfaction as he stared up at his work: a webcam he just finished screwing into the bathroom’s drop ceiling.

“Ooohh, it’s working,” Missy, my Mistress, cooed. She bounced on the balls of her feet. She waved her hand up at the camera while staring down at her smart phone. “I can see myself. You’re awesome!”

Damien gave her a cocky grin. “I know. You scream that out in bed all the time.”

With an excited squeal, Missy threw her arms around Damien’s neck and kissed him. A shiver ran through me as I watched them. The two eighteen-year-old youths made a cute couple. Damien was tall and filling out nicely with a handsome face and a very cute butt. Missy’s strawberry-blonde hair danced about her face as she kissed her boyfriend, her body petite, still blossoming into her mature, female figure.

Of course, none of us in the bathroom would grow older, we were all bound to Mark, Missy’s brother-in-law, our aging permanently halted by the Zimmah bond. We would all look eighteen for the rest of our lives, our beauty frozen, preserving our youth.

“Do I really have to do this, Mistress?” I asked, my stomach roiling like a bubbling pot of stew.

Missy broke the kiss and glanced at me, her eyes hardening. In a firm tone, she said, “Yes.”

“I’m scared and… and this is so humiliating,” I protested, glancing up at the webcam. “It’s bad enough that every boy in school will think I’m a slut, but do you have to broadcast it over the internet?”

Missy whirled from her boyfriend and marched right up to me, her sapphire eyes almost boring into me. I flinched as she pinched one of my fat nipples, her fingernail biting into the sensitive nub. I gasped and fell to my knees, fighting back tears as she twisted it. Pain throbbed through me, shooting down to my pussy. I hated when she did this, how it made my body react, my poor clit aching and my vulva itching to be touched.

“You spent the last decade bullying me!” Missy hissed, leaning over me, her strawberry-blonde hair falling about her face. “We aren’t even close to being even yet.”

“Sorry, mistress,” I quailed, shrinking beneath her gaze.

I had been terrible to her before Mary, Missy’s older sister, “readjusted” my outlook on life, their words reaching into my soul. I don’t know how they did it, but they awakened me to truths inside of me. Now I realized I must have been mean to Missy because deep down inside I loved her. I tried to repress that part of me by treating her badly. But Mary had realized the truth.

She taught me that deep down inside me I was a dirty slut that just wanted to be Missy’s slave.

Missy delighted in owning me. She spent the summer finding new ways to humiliate me—all part of my punishment. I now had a tramp stamp tattoo that read “Anal Slut.” She made me spend an hour in the men’s restroom at the South Hill Mall bent over the toilet. I had to beg every man who walked into the stall to fuck my ass.

They didn’t use lube and it hurt so bad. I don’t understand how I came three times that day; my butthole was sore for a week.

Another time, I had to stand on a street corner and prostitute myself for an evening. Disgusting bums and crackheads used me for five dollars. There was the memorable night that Missy sent me to a party—I don’t know how she learned about it—and thirty guys jerked off on me, covering me from head to foot in cum. Lillian, one of Mark and Mary’s sluts, was so jealous when she learned about the bukakke party.

“I made three hundred dollars off that one,” Missy told me a few days later. “I sold your video to a Japanese bukakke site.”

And today I was going to service any boy who came into our college’s bathroom. There were three stalls, and Damien had drilled a pair of glory holes into the middle stall where I’d be kneeling. Any cock that shoved through either hole, I had to satisfy with my mouth or pussy. For the privilege of using my body, the boys would pay twenty dollars.

“Do I at least get a break?” I asked.

“If you need to piss, there’s a toilet in there. Just don’t stop servicing their cocks,” Missy ordered.

“What about lunch?”

Missy laughed, cruel and vindictive. She enjoyed humiliating me. “Slut, you’re going to drink so much cum, you’ll get all the protein you need for the day. Besides, we left you a case of bottled water.”

I couldn’t think of any other objections. Missy knelt down and stroked my face. “You’re going to have so much fun, and you know it.”

“No, I’m won’t,” I complained.

“You always love your punishments,” Missy said. A naughty smile crossed her dainty lips. “You’ve loved every mean, degrading thing I’ve done to you.” She breathed in as her eyes flicked up and down my naked body. “I can smell your cunt. You’re dripping wet, aren’t you?”

I nodded, feeling the pussy juices trickling down my thighs. Shame warmed my cheeks while an excited wave of heat rushed out of my pussy. Why did I get off on being treated so badly?

Missy kissed me. At the contact of her lips, all my stress and fear melted away. The hand squeezing my heart released it. I loved this petite girl with all my heart, even if she was only fond of me. I didn’t care; I was lucky to serve her, to be her sex slave.

She broke the kiss, stroked my face gently, and beamed at me. “Go in there and make me lots of money.”

“Yes, Mistress,” I said, breathy with excitement.

I crawled into the stall on my hands and knees, my tits swaying before me. They left a cushion for me to kneel on between the two holes and a case of bottled water. I knelt on the pillow and shivered, hearing Damien’s watch beep, announcing the start of a new hour.

8 AM.

My stomach boiled as a wave of new nervousness shook me. I let to a whimper, glancing back at the closed stall door. Without seeing Missy, my fear reared its head again. I couldn’t do this. I wanted to bolt, to run away.

But that would make Missy unhappy.

I couldn’t make her unhappy. I was her slave. I had to obey. Please her. Mary’s words echoed through my mind, reminding me just what she revealed. I had to pay Missy back for all those years I picked on her. I bullied her since we were kids. I was such a cunt to her.

So I had to be punished. I had to make it up to her.

The door to the bathroom opened. My heart beat faster. A tension tightened my skin as sneakers squeaked on the linoleum, coming closer and closer. My first customer. One of the bodyguards, the sexy women who served Mark and Mary and who protected their family—was outside collecting the money. Once again, I was whoring myself out, and this time the entire world could be watching. Missy was streaming this to one of those webcam sites where people could log in and pay to witness my humiliation.

They were probably hundreds of perverted guys jerking their cocks right now. My pussy grew wetter.

The stall to my right opened. My hands clenched as another bead of pussy juices ran down my thighs. Jeans rustled and a zipper rasped. There was a nervous cough and a muttered voice, then a skinny, white cock stuck through the four-inch diameter hole, the edges wrapped in duct tape to protect the shafts thrusting through it. The dick waved in the air, half-hard, before me. I could only stare at it, frozen in fear.

I couldn’t do this.

“You gonna suck my cock or what,” a petulant voice asked. “I paid good money for this! This better not be a prank. I’ll kick Damien’s ass.”

My hand reached out and grasped his cock. The shaft throbbed in my hand, expanding as my hand stroked slowly up and down the shaft. I fisted it as it grew harder and harder. I didn’t even know whose cock this was. The glory hole made this all so anonymous.

And that… that sent a wave of heat through me.

“Shit,” the guy muttered. “I hope you’re really hot, slut.”

I just let out a purring sound, mesmerized by his cock. The engorged head was a dark red, a drop of precum forming at the slit at the tip. I licked my lips, moved closer and closer to the crown. My blood screamed through my veins as my mouth opened.

I swallowed his dick and sucked hard.

The guy moaned in disbelief as my tongue swirled around his tip. His precum tasted good, this salty flavor that had me nursing his dick. I moaned about it, feeling like such a slut. I didn’t know him and was sucking his dick for my Mistress’s pleasure while anyone on the internet could be watching me.

My hips wiggled as I sucked again and again. My hands stroked up and down his shaft. It throbbed and pulsed in my hand as the guy groaned. My eyes fluttered. I whimpered in delight, my pussy growing hotter and hotter. This was—

“Fuck!” the guy grunted as his cock erupted.

I gasped in shock at how sudden his orgasm was. I had barely started. It wasn’t even thirty seconds of me sucking, but he was already erupting. His cum spurted thick and salty into my mouth. I gulped it down, swallowing it with hunger.

Then he pulled away from me, leaving me panting. Drool dribbled down my chin. I licked my lips, cleaning up a few errant drops of his jizz as he fastened up his pants. He let out a groan then fled the bathroom, shoes squeaking as he retreated.

“That wasn’t so bad,” I muttered, looking up at the webcam.

I stared at the camera. The world just watched me suck off a stranger’s cock. I squeezed my thighs together, my clit throbbing as a strange thrill ran through me. It… emboldened me to wink at the men jerking off to my depraved actions.

The bathroom door banged open. “I hear there’s a slut that loves to suck cock in here!” a voice full of male bravado declared. “And I got a big one needing to be sucked.”

A whorish lust shot through me. “Stick your cock through the hole, and I’ll drain your balls dry.” I was surprised to hear how calm and sultry I sounded. I guess I knew Missy would be mad if I sounded scared. “I looooove the taste of cum.”

I shuddered at how much of a slut I sounded. My pussy sent another wave of heat through me. I itched too touch myself as the guy let out a throaty laugh.

The stall door creaked open. Jeans rustled then a small cock shoved through the hole. I didn’t hesitate to engulf it with my hungry mouth and suck. My tongue danced around the crown as I nursed on the dick, my tits swaying as I bobbed my head.

My cunt grew hotter and hotter. I braced my hands against the stall door, trying to ignore that heat. I didn’t want to masturbate on camera, but that whorish itch built and built in my depths with every suck.

“You dirty slut!” he groaned. “I’m in the cafeteria bathroom right now! Twenty bucks and some chick’ll blow you.”

My brows furrowed as I nursed his cock. Who was he talking to?

He laughed. “Slut, just posted a video to Vine, yo, and tweeted it out. Got me a dozen followers. They’re all going to want to come in here and get their dicks wet.”

Even more people were going to know about my humiliation.

My cheeks burned and my pussy ached to be touched. My juices flowed as I sucked and slurped. Drool ran down my chin as I gave such a sloppy blowjob to the guy. My fingers flexed against the cool surface of the stall divider.

My head bobbed and twisted. I put my all into pleasing him. My Mistress watched. I was making her so happy by degrading myself. My cheeks burned hot as my tongue swirled around the guy’s cock, his precum coating the inside of my mouth.

“Goddamn,” growled the guy. “Oh, goddamn, you are such a whore.”

I was. A sex-slave whore.

I sucked even harder. My cheeks hollowed as I pleased him. I groaned, the heat building and building in me, this wanton passion swelling inside of me. I wiggled my hips, my nipples throbbing with the beat of my heart, begging to be touched atop my swaying breasts.

“Shit!” the guy groaned. “Shit, you’re great, slut.”

Pride swelled through me. I was great. I was an amazing cock su—

His dick erupted in my mouth, catching me off-guard. Blast of salty cum spilled over my tongue and splashed against my tonsils. I shuddered at the naughty flavor. He tasted sweeter than the last boy. Before I could swallow it, he ripped his dick out of my mouth, panting heavily.

“You are one dirty slut,” the guy laughed.

I was. I swirled his jizz around my mouth, savoring it as he buttoned up his jizz. Then, feeling like a naughty slut, I swallowed his jizz. It ran warm down to my stomach. I squeezed my thighs together. My pussy was on fire. I wanted to masturbate so badly.

“Peace,” he said as he left the stall door.

The bathroom door opened and someone else entered.

“You’re gonna love it man,” the guy I just blew said. “She’ll suck your nuts dry!”

The new boy didn’t answer. I bet he was shy. As the stall opened and he entered, I pictured a nerdy boy, his glasses slipping down his face. A virgin who only experinced his own hand pleasuring his dick. I would be the first girl to ever touch his cock. He’d probably shoot the moment my lips touched his little dick like the first guy.

I blinked in surprise at the monster that was shoved his dick through the hole. I muttered, “Jesus.”

My eyes drank in the size of him. He was easily nine or ten inches. Whoever this guy was, he must the envy of every boy in school. I knew a few girls who would kill to feel this cock stretching out their pussies. If he was a shy virgin, I hoped this would give him some confidence so he would go out there and get some cunt.

I would be the opposite of a bully.

“What a big one you got,” I purred. “Mmm, I love sucking on big cocks.”

He didn’t answer. I licked up his cock, a strong, musky flavor coated my tongue. I stroked him as he hardened up to that full size. My tongue lapped at the tip while my hand fisted life into his cock. He ballooned up to ten inches. I couldn’t even fit half of him in my mouth before he brushed the back of my throat.

I loved him.. My thighs massaged my clit as I wiggled my hips from side to side. I wanted to feel this in my pussy. My cunt was on fire. This was such a thick dick. My lips slid up and down his shaft as I bobbed my head, loving his girth.

“Oh, shit!” he exclaimed, making some noise. “Oh, fuck, that’s amazing! You’re sucking my dick”

I sucked hard, humming to add that extra sensation to his cock. I was in such awe of his thick shaft. I wanted to give him the best blowjob I could. I wanted to worship this monster. My cheeks hollowed. I made such sloppy, obscene sounds as I loved him.

As I sucked, swirling my tongue around the tip, I wondered what this monster would feel like in my pussy. My fingers flexed against the stall divider as I bobbed my head on his cock. My entire body trembled. I whimpered about that dick.

The incessant, needful ache in my pussy couldn’t be ignored any longer. I needed a cock to scratch that itch.

I popped my mouth off his dick.

“What? Hey!” the boy exclaimed. “I was so close to.. .to… That!”

“Ooh, you’re going to cum,” I moaned, a hot shiver rippling through me. “Just be patient. You’re going to love what happens next.”

My lusts consuming me, I turned around, bent my legs, and scooted my ass back until I felt that cock prodding against my flesh. I shivered as it dimpled my upper thigh, smearing precum against me. The guy groaned as I shifted around until…

It nudged at my dripping pussy.

“Ooh, your mouth feels different,” groaned the guy.

“You have no idea,” I purred, feeling so wicked.

I braced my arms against the opposite side of the stall and shoved backward. The lips of my pussy stretched about the tip of his cock. I groaned as that monster stretched wide my sheath as my cunt swallowed him. I didn’t stop until my ass touched the cold metal of the stall divider.

My eyes widened. I let out a wanton moan It was wonderful. I felt so full as I took every inch of his girth. Every nerve in my cunt seemed to ignite, and a mini-quake rumbled through my body. The pleasure rippled through me as I wiggled my hips, rubbing my rump against the stall divider. I stirred his dick around inside of me.

“Holy shit!” the boy exclaimed. “Is that your…?”

“Yeah!” I purred. “Mmm, you are balls deep in my pussy!”

“Oh, damn,” he groaned, his dick throbbing inside of me.

I whimpered. My flesh needed more stimulation than him just being in me. So I groaned like a naughty slut, “Don’t be shy. Tear up my cunt with your big cock! Fuck me!”

He drew back his dick and let out a whimper of pure delight. He was definitely a virgin. I was the first taste of pussy he ever enjoyed. His girth withdrew out of me, stimulating my nerves. Pleasure flowed through me. Then, with a grunt, he slammed back into me.

I moaned as he filled me. My snatch clenched down on his dick. He plunged into me, the stall divider rattling. This was so naughty. The world was watching this guy lose his virginity to me. He would have the wildest first time story. His college friends would never believe him.

Until he showed them the recording.

“Yes, yes, that’s it,” I moaned as he drew back again. “Just fuck my cunt! Tear my pussy up and cum in me!”

“This is really happening,” he groaned as he pistoned his cock in and out of my cunt.

“Uh-huh,” I moaned, waves of pleasure rippling out of my snatch.

Every thrust of his cock sent such delight spilling through me. My pussy drank in the friction of his girth. He grunted and groaned, thrusting faster and faster. I loved his cock drilling into me as he speared into my depths. He stirred me up, churned my pussy to a froth.

I groaned out my pleasure. I couldn’t help myself. I sounded so wanton as he fucked me. The entire world witnessed me being a slut. My head snapped up, my blonde hair dancing about my face. I stared at the camera, letting everyone see my face contorted in passion.

Letting them all know how much I loved this dick fucking me.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I groaned. “Thrust that big dick into my cunt. Ooh, you’re such a stud.”

“I am?” the guy groaned. “Oh, damn, this is so hot. Your pussy… Your pussy is amazing!”

“Good!” I moaned. “Mmm, you’re going to make me explode! I’m going to cum so hard on your dick. Keep fucking me!”

“I will!”

His dick reached deep inside of me. Every stroke seemed to send aftershocks through me. The tart musk of my pussy filled my nose with ever inhalation, wafting around the stall. My juices flooded down my thighs. He churned my cunt to a froth. My orgasm built and swelled inside of me. It surged in me.

It wouldn’t be long before I came. I shuddered, my face contorting in bliss as another wave of delight shot through me. I leaned my head forward, staring at the glory hole in front of me as that dick churned up my cock.

The bathroom door opened. Footsteps crossed the room.

I shuddered as a second customer entered the stall before me. My pussy clenched on the dick thrusting into my pussy as a zipper rasped. I whimpered, such wanton passion surging through me as I stared at the hole before me.

A cock thrust through it.

I salivated at the sight of it, dark brown but not as thick or long as the beauty churning my cunt. I didn’t care. I didn’t hesitate. I sucked this new cock into my lips. I was such a whore. I moaned around the shaft in my lips, savoring the salt of his precum.

“You one nasty puta,” groaned the newcomer. He had a light, Hispanic accent. “Suck my mast, puta. You like my big, Mexican verga?”

I did. I tried to make my moan sound like a yes as I sucked his dick, my lusts swelling through me. My pussy clenched down hard on the shaft churning up my cunt as I nursed on my new toy. My entire body quivered, my orgasm building and building.

“Oh, fuck,” the guy pounding my snatch moaned. “Oh, fuck. Holy shit! So hot! Gonna cum!”

I wanted to beg him to cum in me, but I could only moan about the dick in my mouth.

The virgin stud buried into my cunt. He groaned as jets of his cum pumped inside me, warm and sticky. I felt each spurt. It made me so hot, brought me so close to cumming. I just needed a little more as he filled me.

His cock drew back and thrust one last time into me as he kept spurting. The friction surged through me. My eyes squeezed shut. I sucked harder on the dick in my mouth, moaning like a slut as a powerful orgasm quaked through my body.

“Oh, wow,” the guy who came in me moaned while my pussy writhed about his softening dick. “Oh, damn, that was good.”

I just whimpered and moaned. Pleasure surged out of my cunt. Waves after waves rippled through my body. I bobbed my mouth on the Hispanic guy’s cock as stars danced before my vision. Such naughty lust surged through me, leaving me trembling.

The cock in my pussy pulled out, leaving me feeling vacant as my orgasm peaked in me. I needed something in my pussy, fucking my poor, nasty cunt. I trembled, aching for another climax while cum dribbled thick down my thighs.

I needed more cock.

I was about to release the Hispanic guy’s cock, spin around, and impale my pussy on it, when a new shaft shoved through the glory hole straight into my pussy. My eyes bulged as another stranger fucked my cunt. His new cock wasn’t thick or as long as the last, but it still felt so wonderful in me.

Moaning like a slut, I clamped my pussy down on the new dick. It slammed into my sloppy cunt while as I sucked harder on the Hispanic stud’s cock. It was incredible. My pussy, still tingling from my first orgasm, built towards a second.

The owner of the new cock moaned in surprise as he fucked my hot pussy, “Jesus, I’m in your cunt!”

“She’s a nasty puta!” the other groaned. “Oh, damn, I’m going to cum. Drink it all, puta!”

He grunted as thick, salty cum flooded my mouth. I swallowed the jizz, loving every drop while I wiggled my hips. I stirred my pussy around the other guy’s thrusting cock. I was a complete glory hole slut.

More and more jizz pumped into my mouth. It seemed like a month’s worth of cum flooded out of the Hispanic stud’s dick. There was so much it overflowed my mouth. Cum dribbled from the corners of my mouth down my chin to my neck. It left me feeling so nasty, so wanton, while another cock fucked my sloppy cunt.

Without a word, the Hispanic guy’s dick withdrew from my mouth.

I gasped for breath, drool and cum running down my chin. I felt so soiled. So dirty. I clenched my cunt around the dick fucking me. I threw a look over my shoulder, looking at my naked rump pressed against the stall divider. I pulled away, curious about the cock and…

I shuddered as I saw an ebony shaft for a brief moment. A Black guy fucked me.

“Oh, yes, fuck me,” I moaned, thrusting my ass back against the stall divider, taking his dick all the way to the hilt in my cunt. “Mmm, pound my White snatch!”

“You best believe I am, breezy!” he groaned. “Gonna bust a nut in your sweet cunt!”

“Do it! I need more jizz filling my snatch!” I moaned, hoping my Mistress watched me, witnessed me being such a whore. “Just give it all to me.”

He grunted like an animal as he rutted in my sloppy cunt. His thrusts sent me towards another orgasm. I leaned my head down, my blonde hair swaying about my face as I whimpered and moaned. His Black dick plunged over and over into me.

He fucked me harder than the virgin guy had.

My pussy clenched down on his shaft, drinking in the friction. Passionate grunts burst from my lips as the pleasure built and built in me. It was incredible. He had me trembling and whimpering. My cunt quivered as he brought me to the verge of erupting with his mighty strokes.

“Goddamn, breezy!” he grunted. “What a hot cunt. You are such a slut!”

“I am!” I screamed and came again.

My pussy convulsed so hard about his Black dick. My body shuddered. My head tossed from side to side, my blonde hair flying about my features. Waves of pleasure slammed into my mind, drowning me in what I craved.

His thrust grew harder, more insistent, the stall creaking as the metal flexed. He thrust over and over into my climaxing snatch, stirring me up, keeping my orgasm rolling through my body. My fingers clenched against the other stall divider. I whimpered, my face tensed in rapture.

“Oh, god, cum in me!” I begged. “Please, please, fill my hot snatch!”

“You got it, breezy,” he moaned. “Damn, this pussy. Here it cums, ho! Take it! Take it all!”

“I am!” I screamed as his cum pumped into my pussy.

My pussy writhed about his erupting dick. I milked the Black guy’s cock as the pleasure burned through me. Another orgasm slammed through my body. It melted my mind as I pleased him through the glory hole.

Just like a nasty whore should.

He let out a groan as he fired the last blast of his jizz into my snatch. He breathed heavily, satiated by my cunt. I trembled then whimpered as he pulled his dick out of my pussy. My legs quivered, suddenly so week.

I fell to my knees on the cushion, breathing heavily. Sweat drenched my body and the air reeked of sex. Cum dripped out of my cunt, running hot down my thighs. I reached down and gathered a big glob of it, a mix of two different guy’s jizz. I stared at it then looked up at the camera.

Before the world, I smiled with such joy as I brought my finger to my mouth. I popped it into my mouth, shuddering as I savored the salty delight. It was so hot that all the viewers were watching me do this, witnessing me savoring this wicked treat.

Maybe Missy was right about me.

The bathroom doors opened and a pair of footsteps echoed through the bathroom. “I can’t believe we’re doing this,” a guy said. Then he gave a nervous chuckle. “Damn, I mean, a glory hole at school? That’s messed up.”

“Don’t be a pussy,” his friend said. “Let’s get our dicks wet! Damien says she’s hot.”

Two, white cocks, both average sized, pushed through the holes. The one on my left was uncircumcised, the pink head hiding in a sweater of flesh. The other cock, on my right, had an angry red tip already leaking precum. Smiling like a girl in a candy shop, I reached out and grasped both cocks, stroking them.

Which to suck first?

I played with the uncircumcised cock, sliding the foreskin up and down on the crown. Licking my lips, still salty with the Hispanic guy’s cum, I leaned over and sucked the shaft into my mouth. This cock had a strong flavor that made my mouth water. I explored the foreskin, wiggling my tongue inside while my right hand kept pumping away on the other cock.

“Jesus,” the guy I sucked groaned. “Jesus, that’s good.”

My pussy clenched, forcing more cum out of my snatch. The other shaft twitched in my stroking hand. It felt so lonely. So I switched, popping my lips off the uncircumcised cock and swallowing the other dick.

“Oh, damn,” whimpered the shyer boy. “Oh, she’s sucking my cock.”

“She’s such a slut,” groaned the uncircumcised guy, my hand fisting up and down the dick.

Such a wicked surge ran through me. I shifted on the cushion and went back and forth, sucking from one delicious cock to another. I’d spend ten to twenty seconds loving one before sliding my mouth around the other. My fists never stopped pumping, stroking them both, making them groan.

It was exciting, both cocks felt so different in my mouth. My tongue loved exploring them, delighting in them. It made me feel so wicked and wanton. My tits swayed before me and my blonde hair danced about my shoulders as my head flew back and forth, drool running down my chin.

Just the way a slut should look.

They both moaned and groaned, loving the pleasure of my mouth. It kept me stroking their dicks and moving my head back and forth. I moaned, their precum staining my tongue, the mix of their salty flavors that came alive in my mouth.

“Ooh, I love both your cocks,” I moaned while switching dicks.

“Jesus,” the shy guy groaned. “That’s so good.”

“Damn, what a slut,” the uncircumcised guy grunted.

It made my pussy itch again.

I was sucking the circumcised cock, when the other dick erupted. My fist was pumping up and down the uncircumcised cock as cum spurted from it. The jizz sprayed the back of my head with thick, sticky cum. It clung to my hair, making me feel so naughty.

I pulled my mouth off the other cock and stroked the shaft fast. The uncircumcised cock erupted on my tits now, spraying my right breast with all that yummy cum. The circumcised cock throbbed in my hand.

Jizz splattered me from both directions. I shuddered as their thick, white streams splashed on my round boobs. Spunk ran down my mounds. I reveled in this, squeezing my thighs together as I stroked their dicks dry.

“I love it!” I moaned. “Drench me in your cum!”

The guys emptied their loads and left. But new cocks came. I shuddered, so horny for more. With cum dripping from my tits, I impaled my cunt on the next dick that thrust through the hole, letting him go to town on my pussy. Then an ebony cock appeared before my lips

Moaning in delight, I bent down and happily sucked it into my mouth. I was a slut. A glory hole whore. I reveled in being a humiliated sex slave. I came and came and came. Cum fired on me over and over again.

I guzzled it down.

I let it bathe my body.

It dripped out of my cunt.

My asshole.

The guys used me in every way possible while the world watched. It was so amazing. I loved it. I just knew my Mistress was having so much fun watching me. My orgasms rippled through my body until I was lost in a sea of shameful rapture.

I never wanted my glory hole adventure to end!

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March 19th, 2016 – Asunción, South American District

I stepped out of the glory hole room, my body drenched in the Paraguayan men’s cum. Missy was always so kind to provide diversions for me on the dreadfully boring inspection tours. Two and a half years had passed from my first time in a glory hole, despite how much the world had changed, and I never got tired of the experience.

My entire body buzzed from all the cocks I enjoyed, my pussy aching from the thick cocks that fucked me. Came in me. My entire body dripped in jizz, my blonde hair matted by ropy cum. I felt like such a slut.

Just the way a sex slave should.

“Here’s a towel,” Damien said with smirk, still looking the same as he did that day back in our college.

“Thank you, Master,” I answered, smiling in delight.

I wiped the sticky cum off my breasts. I shivered as I glanced at Mrs. Corra, Damien’s busty sex slave, nursing the very cute Kaitlynn. She was a pink bundle of joy born just last month to Missy and Damien. Thanks to a concoction Sam whipped up, Mrs. Corra’s massive tits produced the sweetest milk.

I slid the towel down from my tits to my belly where my daughter grew. I was starting to show, a gentle swell curving my belly. Another concoction from Sam insured I would birth a daughter—Kaitlynn’s future sex slave.

I envied my Mistress’s daughter; she would get to grow up with her own slave.

I turned from the beauty of that and sighed at what I saw beyond. It still broke my heart. The city of Asunción was once the beautiful capital of Paraguay. It rested on the left bank of the Paraguay River, a city of culture, one of the earliest cities built in South America.

Now it was half in ruins, the Paraguayans forced to rebuild it.

Chemosh, the demon who conquered South America, had unleashed considerable destruction in the six months he ruled here. Mark and the Legion had slain the demon in São Paolo, Brazil last March. A year later, and the damage wasn’t even close to being repaired.

I shook my head as I kept toweling off. It was such a waste.

Missy walked up to us speaking with the architect who was newly-chosen to be the mayor of Asunción. With them was General Turner from the Legion, the army loyal to Mark and Mary’s Theocracy. A squad of soldiers and the bodyguards lurked around us for our protection. After slaying Chemosh, Mark had established the District of South America and gave it to Missy and Damien to oversee. They were just the figureheads while they learned how to rule from General Turner.

He made the day-to-day decisions.

For the last year, we were busy traveling from city to village, making sure supplies were getting through for the rebuilding process and soldiers were recruited to fight against the demons. Last month, the Legion had liberated England from the demoness Astarte’s forces and were preparing the liberation of Europe across the English Channel.

“I think things are going great,” Missy declared to the mayor. He beamed at her.

Damien nodded.

“Asunción is able to send another thousand men and women to the war effort, Divine Sister” the mayor said, in awe of Missy, who was the mortal sister of the “Living Goddess.”

Missy walked over and slipped her arm around her husband. They were still both young, still filling out towards the full maturity they would never reach. Missy still had a pair of A Cups, cute little titties with big, fat nipples. Not even her recent pregnancy did much to expand her bust.

“Where are my handmaids, Mrs. Corra?” Missy asked.

“Miss Brentwood, Miss Song, and Miss Jones are at the local Church,” the former teacher replied. The handmaids were Missy’s friends from college. A group of girls who worshiped her as their own goddess and had a lot of wicked fun with Missy and Damien when we still attended college.

Only three, however, agreed to be bound and serve Missy forever: Emily Jones, Sallie Brentwood, and Macy Song.

“Go fetch them,” Missy ordered before turning to me. “Did you enjoy yourself, slut?”

“I did! Thank you for arranging it, Mistress.” I smiled as I knelt before before her.

Missy rubbed a hand through my sticky, blonde hair. A happy thrill went through me as she petted me. She looked at her hand, grimacing at the cum staining her palms and fingers. “Boy, they really hosed you down today.”

“And I loved every minute,” I beamed before I licked the cum off her fingers, happy that I was her slave forever.

The END of Dawn’s Tale

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