1 comments/ 49586 views/ 25 favorites TSTC01: Cum Shy to Cum Slut By: IndigoCrow The Slut Training ClinicCh. 01 Lucy ran a delicate hand over one of her gigantic tits, stroking the soft, smooth flesh with her fingertips. She sighed audibly as her fingers traced a circle gently around one nipple, then reached in and tweaked it hard. She bit her bright red bottom lip as she felt a familiar throbbing between her thighs. The basement was filled with the sound of grunts and moans, viscous fluids dripping to the floor, and the distant bass of music blaring in the club above. The term basement was perhaps misleading – yes the room was underground but, in the main room at least, the walls were decorated with thick purple curtains. There were carpets and rugs, but they had been removed for the evening's activity. It was a Friday, which meant that most of the week's subjects, patients, clients, whatever you wished to call them, were on their final day of training. Lucy loved Fridays – it was often the day when things became their most depraved, disgusting and violent at The Slut Training Clinic. If events in the main room bored her she would stroll around the various smaller 'private' rooms and check on the various sessions occurring there, but most weeks she could be found sat in her throne at the end of the main room - watching the tests, therapy, services, whatever you wished to call them, being performed. That evening was no exception. In the centre of the room before her, two dead eyes stared up at her with a combination of empty headed lust and almost animal longing. As Lucy watched a thick river of cum slid down the girl's upside-down face from her open mouth and became caught in her short black hair. The girl's entire face in fact was pretty much coated in thick cream, leaving her an almost expressionless mask of spent jizz. Her large, bruised tits were equally drenched, sending clumps of man mayonnaise falling to the ground each time they jiggled. The subject was laying on her back, her head tipped backwards. Beneath her an athletically built black man with short cropped hair was slowly, but roughly, fucking her asshole. Kneeling before her another man – handsome, Italian and well hung, forced inch after inch of his huge cock deep into the subject's gaping pussy. She grunted absent-mindedly with each thrust until the Italian slid his thick meat from her inside her and smiled, spanking her clit several times with the flat of his hand. "You want it back girl?" he laughed. "You want my cock back in that busted hole?" "Please! Please! Fuck me! Don't stop! Use me like a fucking whore!" she moaned desperately. Pushed on by her filthy mouth, the black man assaulting her asshole picked up the pace – rhythmically pounding her curvy ass into submission. He grunted with each thrust, forcing himself deeper and deeper. When the Italian did not immediately return to fucking her cunt, the subject's voice grew more aware, filled with primal lust. "FUCK MY WORTHLESS HOLE LIKE YOU HATE ME!" "If that's what you want?" he replied, reaching out and roughly groping her glazed tits. "Because I was thinking I might try and doubling up on that asshole with Luther." Her eyes shone bright again. "Do it! Double fuck my asshole! Fucking split me in half!" The floor beneath her was flooded several inches deep with spunk, despite the gurgling drain less than a foot away. The drain was a necessity – it made it far easier for the girls to clean the floors, but Lucy was secretly hoping that once her final training session was complete and the pair of gargantuan cocks currently piston-fucking her asshole had been removed, the subject would be desperately licking the stone floor clean. At least she would if her training had been effective. If not then Lucy would have to convince the girl's boyfriend that another week was necessary. Her pussy tingled with excitement at the concept, and she felt her inch long nipples hardening. Lucy reached down and stroked her soaked cunt through her tiny black panties, driven on by her lust she moaned. "You want more you little slut? You want more cum in your worthless fuck holes?" The subject's eyes flickered with life for a moment – hungry for what was being offered, desperate for it even. She opened her mouth to speak, then gagged, wretched, and hurled up close to a half-gallon of spunk over her own face. "More! Please! More! Ruin me!" she managed to moan before shuddering with orgasm and hurling another load over her own face. It would have been disgusting if she had eaten anything other than cum in the last five days. As it was it just made Lucy hornier to watch the thick cream pour down the upper-half of the subject's face, cling to her hair in lumpy strands, then drip to the floor. *** The two had arrived at the clinic a week ago. Lucy had been sipping a Bloody Mary and nursing a hangover from the night before when the front door club had opened. By night Atmos was a swinging dance club, during the day it was quiet and dark.- a place for the various members of The Slut Training Clinic which lay in the expansive basement below to get a quiet drink and read the newspapers. Soft jazz was pouring from speakers around the room, the only sound other than the occasional clink of glassware as the bartender cleaned up nearby. The two figures who had slipped into the club that afternoon were new, Lucy watched them nervously eyeing the huge empty dance floor, searching the dark corners for a familiar face who might see them entering such a notorious venue. Everyone in the city knew about Atmos, and the basement below. It wasn't so much that Atmos was a cover for the clinic, rather the two were irreversibly linked. It was no coincidence that many of the patrons who intended to visit Atmos "just once – as a joke, like just to see what it's like," ended up returning over and over again before finally mustering the courage to descend the dark stairway to the basement on an Amateur or Anything Goes night. The man of the couple was relatively average looking – tall, a slight belly, nice hair cut and dark stubble. The corners of his lips were curled into a cute smile, clearly aroused by thought of whatever it was that him and his partner were there to do. He wasn't bad looking, but between her stunning body and position of power in the club/clinic, Lucy was used to her pick of the litter. The girl was different, slightly more attractive than her partner. Her hair was styled into a short dark pixie cut which framed a dark face with thick, pouting lips and deep brown eyes. She was dressed in a leather dress at three o'clock in the afternoon, which made Lucy more than a little amused, but also more than a little horny as her eyes panned over the girl's ample breasts and curvy ass. Suddenly aware she was being visually undressed, the girl shyly averted her eyes to the ground, and gave Lucy a slow twirl. "Lucy?" the man said, approaching with his hand out held. "Yes, pleased to meet you," she replied – taking his hand in her own, but never removing her eyes from the girl's body. "I was wondering if we could have a quiet chat somewhere." "Absolutely," Lucy purred, the remnants of her hangover evaporating with each twirl of the girl before her. She could feel both staring at her as she stood, but she was used to it. She was an impressive figure. Tall for a girl, she tended to tower over most of the women who came through the doors, handy for instantly establishing the power dynamic which was to last for their entire week at the clinic. Her skin was flawless, almost abnormally clear, and the colour of honey. Her hair was long, thick and blonde, curling ever so slightly at the ends which trailed close to her buttocks. Her eyes were a dark forest green and seemed to glow in the centre of her face above a pair of full, red lips. Her legs were long, and curvy, leading up to an ass that was much larger than her frame would suggest it to be. Her tits though. They were what people noticed. Her mammoth jugs were the envy of women everywhere. Sure, for some they were TOO big, but the vast majority of those who claimed it to be the case would have killed for a pair like hers. They defied physics, not only with their vast size but from how they seemed to hang pert and proud despite their immense weight. Lucy had never experienced any discomfort from them, and one quick suck, pinch, lick or nibble on the mammoth nipples was usually enough to get her tight shaved pussy dripping. Though she primarily used it to organise matters relating to The Clinic, the office was a pleasantly decorated and professional room on the top floor of the building. Lucy sat in a black leather chair behind a desk topped by a computer screen. Her giant jugs rested atop the wood, causing the desk to creak with their heft. "Take a seat," she said, smiling faintly at the look of complete awe in the girl's face as she stared at Lucy's tits with glazed eyes. "What can we do for you?" "Well," the man said, having to tear his eyes away from her chasm cleavage. "We're here because I think my girlfriend Sofie here is a slut who needs training." "Is that true?" Lucy asked, her eyes on the girl. "Yes," she said shamefully. "We heard that there was a ....clinic...of some kind....beneath Atmos," her boyfriend continued. "Okay," Lucy said, tapping away at the keyboard on the desk, brining up various forms, legal documents and consent forms. "What is it that you need training in?" "She's disgusted by semen. It's like a phobia." he stated matter of factly. "I love being fucked. I love sucking cock. But I won't let guys finish anywhere near me unless he's wearing a condom." Sofie said suddenly, her voice breathy and soft. Her eyes became distant for a moment. "Okay, well that's certainly something we can help with," Lucy purred, her mind picturing some of the torrid scenes she could instigate, just how far she could push the shy, elfin-looking girl before her. How good she would look with a huge throbbing cock in her mouth and a load of cum on her coffee coloured tits. The training regime at the clinic was different every time – specially suited to each client's needs, but the regime was always brutal, often violent and nearly always involved a lot of being fucked. It was not unusual for people to approach her when they were horny, playing some kind of couple's game, and immediately shy away from the idea once they got home and tended to each other's needs. Over the years however she had developed somewhat of a second sense for determining who was for real, and who was just horny, and when she saw that Sofie had yanked up the base of her cocktail dress and was sliding two fingers rhythmically in and out of her cunt, circling her clit with her thumb, she immediately started taking her seriously. "I need to fill out a sort of mission objective – something that summarises why you are here." "I want to be like those filthy sluts in porn," Sofie purred. "Well, you're certainly not shy," Lucy smiled. "I want to be drenched in cum and begging for more, licking up every drop," Sofie uttered without warning. "I can't stand it in real life...but I want it so bad in theory. I want to be tied up and used as a cum dump. I want do be a fucking bukkake queen. I want it hot, thick, and all over me." "Okay," Lucy smiled, clearing her throat as she felt her own juices flowing. "I'll need some contact details, names, billing info etc. Then I'll write up a specialist regime, get in contact with some of our other trainers, and email everything you need over. As long as the forms are signed and the payments are sorted, you'll begin on Monday..." She watched as Sofie fucked herself harder and harder with her fingers, filling the room with soft gushing slurps. "Mmm, on second thought I think I might take your training on personally. But I warn you, once the process begins, it cannot be stopped. How about for the training objective I put...'Cum Shy to Cum Slut." "Yes! Make me a cum slut!" Sofie moaned. Whilst she continued assaulting her cunt with one hand, the other leapt to the top of her cocktail dress and bared one round breast. She groped herself hard, licked her fingertips then pinched the nipple and shuddered. She closed her eyes and Lucy moved to watch as Sofie started using four fingers. "Is this wrong? Am I allowed to be like this up here?" she said, her voice shaking with the effort. "Of course, its nice to meet someone so forward about their training. I should warn you both though, have a long think if this is what you really want. The training is always intensive. It can change who you are. If you want me to make you a Filthy. Little. Cum. Slut. Then that's what you will be for the rest of your life. A filthy. Little. Cum. Slut." Sofie shivered, twitched. Tightly kneaded her bare breast and let out a single long moan as her orgasm crashed over her. Lucy smiled. She was going to have fun with Sofie. TSTC01: Cum Shy to Cum Slut Day 01 Lucy had dressed smart -- she liked to give an impression of strict authority on the first day of training. However, due to her body shape the tight, overstuffed business jacket, low cut shirt and short skirt looked like the design of a horny cartoonist. Her firm, supple tit flesh shook gently back and forth as she slipped into a pair of black high-heels, and placed her thin-framed glasses on her nose. She could see fine without them, but they looked good and again, it was all about making an impression upon the new girls. If they thought of her as an authority figure from the get go, it not only made them that much easier to command during their training, but also drove the Sluts crazy on the occasion when she sunk to their level and became personally involved in their training. Going from smartly-dressed business professional to foul-mouthed whore had turned even the most heterosexual of Sluts into her willing lesbo fuck slave in the past. She checked her watch, three minutes until the start of the week. As she walked across the basement she was approached by her personal assistant and her most trusted subordinate. Zoe was beautiful, slightly younger than Lucy, but with almost as much sexual prowess. She had begun her time at the clinic as a Slut, but Lucy had sensed something in her during her training. Being submissive made her wet, but she could switch -- play at being dominant too. Zoe's real talent was her imagination, a lot of the most cruel, intricate and complicated training schemes created were Zoe's brainchildren rather than her own. "Here," she said, handing Lucy a clipboard with statistics and facts about each girl digested into an easy to read file. "Seven sluts this week, who was it you had your eye on for main focus?" Whilst Lucy liked to start the week smart, Zoe mostly dressed the same -- leather and latex bondage gear of various intricate designs. The ensemble she was currently wearing was one of her favorites -- purple and black, skin tight, little more than a pair of tiny panties and a bra studded with real silver rings. The genius of the outfit was that when Zoe got horny and lost control, as she so often did, the cups of the bra could be removed, leaving her round tits accessible, though supported by a frame of leather straps. Likewise, the centre of her panties could be torn away with relative ease, leaving her cunt and asshole wide open ready to be eaten by whichever slut she took a liking to. Zoe stepped onto tiptoe and kissed her on the mouth, slipping her tongue gently between her lips and teasing at her own. Lucy felt her heart flutter -- it was their usual greeting, but it still made her spine tingle sometimes. She reached down and cupped one of Zoe's soft buttocks in her hand, lifting it gently just to feel the weight. She shifted angle slightly, forcing her giant tits against Zoe's more than adequate own. "This one," Lucy said, placing a fingertip atop a photograph of the beautiful Sofie Underwood smiling nervously at the camera. "Mmm," Zoe purred as they took their places on their perspective thrones at the end of the room. "Cum Shy to Cum Slut. Sounds fun." And with that, Lucy pressed a button to have the girls sent in, and the week's training began. Seven girls entered -- each different. One was a nineteen year old blonde who wanted to give herself over entirely into masochism. One was a red-haired Polish immigrant who wanted to be dressed like a whore and used in public around the city. One was a Hollywood-esque MILF who looked like an 80's pornstar and had just got divorced. All of them had something in common -- they wanted to be fucked, forced to stretch their limits, and changed into Sluts. They would give up their prior identities and become something new. They had all been briefed prior to arrival -- they knew the rules, they knew the sort of thing that might happen to them, and they were all prepared. Lucy insisted that each subject start the week washed, completely shaved beneath the neck, and ready to be fucked. They had been placed upon a course of pills that not only acted as contraception, but also left their holes more supple, acted as a pain killer for if they were over-fucked, and pumped them full of a POWERFUL designer-aphrodisiac. "Walk in silently," Lucy commanded as the seven began their march down the stairs. The quiet background chatter ended immediately. "Whoever enters last, shut the door to the club behind you. Please form an orderly line across the room before us." The girls did as they were told. They looked at Lucy with blank, nervous faces. They had no idea just how intense things would become. "Good," Lucy purred. "My name is Lucy, I am second in command here, but for the purposes of your training, I am the boss. For the meantime I insist that you refer to me as Mistress or Goddess. As the week passes, that might change. You have all read your contracts so just a few quick reminders -- from this point on you are my personal slave. If I, or any of the other instructors tell you to do something, you do it, is that understood?" Seven voices in various states of nervousness replied in unison. "Let's test that, shall we. I am going to ask you to do the same thing I ask every new group of Sluts to do. You were told to wear nothing but underwear beneath your coats when you arrived to do. Remove your coats." It was always interesting to see how the dynamic would work with a new bunch of Sluts. Sometimes they hesitated, sometimes they were willing, sometimes they laughed shyly or even admired each other's bodies lustfully. In this instance all the girls obediently disrobed, most turning their eyes to the ground as they did so. Lucy surveyed their bodies one by one, licking her lips as she took in Sofie's soft curved thighs, shaven pussy, and shapely hips. "Turn around," she said. "Bend over and spread your legs." They did as they were told, quicker even than before. Lucy's heart raced at the raw power she felt at having command of the seven forms before her. She took the time to examine each girl, each round ass pointed towards her, each shaved cunt just beneath, each hanging pair of suckable, teasable tits. "Very good sluts. Now -- turn back to face me and get on your knees as if you were about to suck cock. You might want to get used to this position -- some of you will be doing a lot of it over the coming week." The redheaded Polish girl let loose a sigh of sexual frustration as she straightened her back and subconsciously opened her pouting lips. Lucy felt Zoe stiffen beside her, apparently finding her own special project from the group. "Now, open your mouths as wide as you can and stick out your little slutty tongues. Now with your hands I want you to lift your tits towards me." She waited until all seven had obeyed. "Good. This is known as Position One. If I tell you to wait for me then I expect to find you in this position when I arrive. It's the ultimate display of slutty submission -- your tits are lifted towards me -- they belong to me. You are on your knees -- ready to serve. Your mouth is gaping open -- ready to be fucked. Your tongue is out -- I can grab the back of your head and bury it in my pussy or asshole if I so choose. You will start drooling all over your tits and you will not close your mouth -- it shows how submissive you are, plus with the size of the cocks and toys you'll be seeing over the next five days I assure you that you will be veeeery thankful for every drop of lubrication you can get. Understood, sluts?" Seven voices replied in the affirmative, some stronger and more confident than before -- others little more than shy whispers. "Good. In that case, let us start the training. Lets begin with something simple." A line of men entered the room from the back door. They were shirtless, dressed only beneath the waist. All seven were attractive, their body's sculpted to near perfection, and all seven were carrying huge bulges in their jeans. One by one the procession formed a line opposite the sluts, turning to face them. "These are seven of my Helpers. Helpers have no real authority, unlike myself and Zoe here, but they are above you in the pecking order. Some of you will be seeing a lot of Helpers over your time here, and you will notice that all of them share certain traits. All of them have gigantic cocks, insatiable sexual appetites, and..." she looked straight into Sofie's dark eyes. "They all cum huge bucket-loads." "Okay sluts!" Zoe cried out cheerfully. "Get sucking!" Sofie was aware of Lucy's eyes boring down on her from atop the throne. Still in Position One, she gently massaged the soft tits flesh in each hand, then looked up into the eyes of the Helper towering over her. He was handsome, almost ridiculously so, with pale skin, surfer hair and bright blue eyes. "You ready for this, girl?" he asked in a smooth deep voice. She had known that the Training would involve cheating on her boyfriend, as had he, but it was still a slight thrill to think that she was about to touch another dude's cock. One look at the oversized bulge in his jeans was enough to kick her heart into higher gear and make her mouth water. She couldn't get the thought of cock out of her mind. She still didn't know how she'd react when there was cum involved, but in the meantime she wanted to suck like a whore. She licked her lips slowly. "Don't make me beg for it," she said with a wicked smile. She caught the bulge twitching. "Sure thing," the Helper replied, unbuttoning his jeans and slowly peeling down the zip. Her pussy practically flooded at the sight of the thick cock meat as he withdrew it. Not even half-hard it was easily as big as the ones she had seen in porn. Estimating it at probably close to 8 inches long, and a full six around soft, Sofie felt her entire body aching to be filled. A quick glance down the line and she realised that all the Helpers were packing serious heat. Only the slightly less handsome man standing before the goggle-eyed MILF was larger, and even then only by about an inch. The MILF's jaw had practically dropped open and saliva was drooling from between her over-inflated lips. "Oh. My. God," she murmured. "I am gonna be like, your eternal suck slave." And with that she took his cock in her hands and guided it between her lips. "Hey, this isn't a spectator sport," Sofie's Helper chuckled, and when she turned around she found his fully hard dick staring her in the face. "Get your lips round it and suck you little whore." Sofie smiled, reached out and took the huge cock. It was so thick she could hardly get her hands around it, and so heavy that she could barely lift it. The head was round and shiny, perfectly shaped to split open her lips, and the shaft was wrapped in thick veins that she just wanted to feel inside her wet cunt. Instead, she wetted her tongue and ran it along the entire length. Feeling naughty, she spat on the head, then used her hands to spread the moisture as far down the shaft as possible. Then it was in her mouth. The huge head tasted better than anything she had ever had in her mouth before. Whether it was a natural flavour or an affect of the aphrodisiacs, Sofie couldn't be sure, but she wanted more. She wrapped her lips around the ever-stiffening cock and sucked it gently. The Helper moaned, and gently stroked her hair as she teased the underside of his head with her tongue and sucked deeper with her lips. In her heightened state, even having her hair played with felt amazing. Her jaw was already aching, and her knees hurt from being on the floor, but that felt so far away -- all Sofie could concentrate on was the feeling of the thick cock in her slutty mouth. The room was filling with the sounds of wet sucking and moans from the Helpers and Sluts alike. One of the sluts, a short asian girl, had already grown accustomed to the Helper's meat in her mouth, and was forcing him to thrust deeper and deeper into her with her hands wrapped around his thighs. The Polish redhead was teasing her Helper, but it was clearly getting to her. Her pale cheeks were glowing bright red and there was a visible trickle of pussy juice pooling around her knees. She took the head into her mouth and sucked it audibly, letting it pop out, then did the same again. A little further along the line he MILF's eyes were closed and she was making the mmm noises of someone enjoying an expensive meal as she sucked his cock and gently stroked his balls. "You going to let that little slut beat you in a deepthroat contest?" the Helper asked Sofie, his voice so deep and thick that it made her clit shiver. She pulled him from her mouth leaving huge thick lines of saliva stretching from his shining head to her drooling lips. She swallowed, caught a taste of him in her spit and felt her nipples stiffen. "Fuck no, stud. Make me your little whore!" Somewhere in the back of her mind she found herself shocked. She had never been someone who minded talking dirty, but she was surprised by just how filthy she was being in front of a man she had only just met. She tried to fight it for a moment, then just surrendered. "Show me what you can do with that fucking cunt-breaker! Make me suck it like a cheap whore! Use my throat like a sleeve for your fucking horse cock and then fill my stomach like your own personal cum dump!" She forced it back into her open mouth and felt a wave of pleasure roll over her entire body. Her tits throbbed, desperate to be played with. Her clit was burning with need for attention and her insides felt like an empty, open void that needed filling. Then his hands were stroking through her hair and clasping together around the back of her head. She took a deep inhale through her nose, let go of his cock and started playing with her tits. He thrust once, forcing close to nine-inches of meat into the back of her throat, banging on the door of her oesophagus. She wretched and writhed, but just kept kneading her fun bags together. He thrust again, another inch deeper -- his cock blocking the airway into her throat for a second, then retreating. Sofie was vaguely aware of other Helper's commenting on her performance, urging the Sluts they were using to outperform her. It was a deep psychological game utilised to encourage competition and it was working. The room was now just a sea of gagging and spluttering as each Slut tried harder and harder. She started frantically circling her clit with four fingers, working both tits with the other hand as her Helper pounded harder and harder. "Yeah, you like that you little fuckslut? You like being a piece of trash whore?" She screamed agreement around the solid log threatening to break her jaw as she came closer and closer to orgasm. "Sofie," Lucy's soft voice cut through the fog of arousal she was lost in. "If you want to cum you have to let him cum on you first. Either all over your face, all over your tits, or right inside your mouth so you can swallow it." She froze. The Helper kept relentlessly pounding her throat, but her body was refusing to co-operate. She knew she only had to play with herself a little longer and she would have the strongest orgasm of her life, she just had to keep doing her thing, let him keep doing his and soon she would be spasming out of control as he treated her like the cum-dump she desperately wanted to be. Her helper grunted and she felt his meat swelling, saw his gargantuan shaved balls contracting as he started to cum inside her throat. Then, as if driven by some instinct, she forced him out of her mouth and pointed his cock at the wall before the first drop had even touched her tongue. The first load was more than a bucketful. It splashed against the wall like a gigantic burst water-balloon. It was followed by six more equally large loads of thick white cream before slower, smaller loads began firing. Sofie tried to stop herself but soon her hands were desperately working her tits and she was piston-fucking her cunt with her free hand. The thought of it going over her body, even though she had chickened out at the last moment, had been enough to drive her completely to the edge. "Oh God!" she screamed. "I can't help it! Forgive me mistress! Forgive me!" The other Helpers were starting to cum, and seeing her fellow Sluts taking each load made her shiver and quake and scream with pleasure. The MILF was knocked onto her back by a gargantuan cumshot that plastered her hair back and drenched her face. The second bounced directly off of her over-sized fake tits and sent them wobbling like creamy jelly. The cute asian girl pulled her Helper's meat out and aimed it for her face, stroking it with two hands. "Give me breakfast!" She begged over and over again deliriously. "Fill my stomach you freak of nature!" She too, would have been knocked back if she had not been grasping hold of her Helper's dick as it fired strings of hot thick cum into her mouth. One jet filled her cheeks to the point of bursting, then poured down her chin and onto her small, shapely tits. The next she managed to catch, close her mouth around and desperately swallow. As the hand on her clit became a blur of movement, Sofie imagined it was her swallowing the gargantuan load and started quivering beyond all control. She fell to the floor, thrusting her hips against her hand, then added to the general mess of the room by squirting her own hot load against the stone wall alongside her Helper's. She screamed for close to ten seconds as she came hard. Then she collapsed. "The little Slut passed out," her Helper shrugged at a furious Lucy. "Good," she growled. "She needs to be taught a lesson when she wakes up. Zoe, take her to the punishment room for the rest of the day and get creative. By the end of tomorrow's session with me she will sell every hole in her body just for a hot load. When the rest of the new subject's are done here, get them to gather every drop and put it aside. I'll want to use it for Sofie tomorrow." And with that Lucy stood and strode from the room, already working her tits as soon as her back was turned. How dare she defy a direct order not to cum? As soon as she had retired to her office for a few hours and vented her stress, Lucy would head to the I.T. department and prepare the Sofie's training for the next day. It was going to be intense. TSTC01: Cum Shy to Cum Slut Day 02 Sofie woke up in total darkness. Indeed, for a moment she was not entirely sure if she had woken at all. She lay perfectly still in the pitch black, breathing slowly. Her body ached. Her stomach muscles were tight and cramped and her head was fuzzy. She could remember the thick loads being pumped over the dungeon, the thick cock in her throat, the moans and screams of the other Sluts around her. Then her orgasm. A powerful, stomach-turning orgasm that had left her squirting for the first time, then unconscious as she lapsed into dreams of being doused with white-hot jizz. She tried to move and found her ankles and wrists tightly bound. "Uh oh," she said involuntarily. She tried to move both arms and found them to be tightly pinned above her head. She reached out with flexing fingers and found herself grasping chains and cuffs. She rotated her ankles until her naked feet touched the cold metal. "Don't wear yourself out, little Slut," a girl's voice cooed into her ear. The voice belonged to the girl Lucy had called Zoe. Sofie had not had a great deal of time to take in the Trainer, but she had been dark haired, beautiful and extremely sexy. She had also seen the hungry lustful spark in her eye when her and the other Sluts had been ordered on to their knees, forced to submit their tits to their Trainers and stick out their tongues. She felt a gently tingle between her thighs and a soft spread of warmth across her chest. "You're looking soooo good little Slut, I just want to eat you up. You slept all day yesterday -- side effect of the drugs, but now you're awake and you're all mine until I decide to take you to Lucy. Sofie yelped in pain as Zoe flicked one nipple. Then a deep, frustrating warmth between her legs. "Feel that?" "Yes," she moaned. "That's the pills. You're being transformed into something else, Slut. By the time your done here your tits will be bigger, your lips will be thicker, your ass will be rounder and you'll have a juicy thick clit in an almost constantly drooling pussy! We're turning you into the perfect Slut after all." Another short burst of pain and then a weight on her sore stomach as Zoe climbed atop her body. She felt silky hair falling over her naked flesh, tickling and teasing her as Zoe moved along her body, reaching out and pinching both nipples for several seconds. "Ouch!" Sofie cried out from the pain. "I'm sorry, Slut. Here, let me suck them better." Sofie had never been with a girl before. It wasn't that the idea disgusted her, but the opportunity had never come up. If anything she had been eager, enjoying the kissing and giggling gropes she had received from friends during games of spin the bottle. This was different though. Zoe had her tied, blindfolded, and full of an aphrodisiac that was so powerful it made her almost unable to think straight. She felt a hot, wet warmth spread across one nipple then the other as the Trainer gave each tit a lick. Then one hand was roughly working her right breast, whilst her mouth hungrily sucked on the other. Sofie let out a long, guttural moan of pleasure, pulling at her restraint in a feeble attempt to get free. With her eyesight obscured, her other senses thrived. She could feel each hot breath pouring over her wet flesh, smell the perfume of the girl sucking her tit. Now all she could think about was whether or not she would be made to eat her pussy. Another sharp pain as Zoe stopped her sucking and dug her teeth into her swollen nipple, pinching the other tight between her fingers. "Oh god! Oh god!" she yelped. "It hurts!" Then more sucking until her clit was slick with juice and her legs were shivering in desperation. "Lucy gave you a strict instruction, Slut!" Zoe said, giving each stiff nipple one last lick, then climbing off of her and back to the ground. High-heeled shoes clicked on the concrete floor around her, but she felt as if she was lying on an extremely comfortable bed. "She told you to take that hunk's load all over your face...or your tits...or suck him off and swallow every drop...god I'm horny, think I might go find him myself later...anyway, you fired all that delicious spunk up the wall! Wasted! And for that you're going to be punished!" "Punished?" "Oh yes!" A sharp crack echoed around the room.. It was close to a full second before the pain flared in Sofie's soft tit. She bit her lip in an attempt to stop herself screaming. There was another crack and her other tit burned. Then Zoe was, once again, sucking them in turn. Her wet lips puckered around each nipple as if giving an exaggerated theatrical kiss. She drooled across them, then licked them clean slowly and softly, she nibbled them gently between her teeth whilst also flicking the tips with the curve of her tongue. Soon Sofie's tits were coated in a thin sheen of saliva. Another whip-crack, another stifled scream. More sucking. "You sorry for what you did, Slut?" Zoe growled, her voice thick with pure lust. She savagely sunk her teeth back into one of Sofie's soft, plump breasts and moaned sensually around it as her body quivered. "Yes!" she screamed. "Yes, I'm sorry!" She pulled at her binds, but they had been crafted by an expert. They gave just enough to allow her to wriggle and struggle helplessly, but she would never escape them. "You like the riding crop?" she laughed as another barrage of cracks filled the room. The pain was more than Sofie was used to, but even as it her nipples screamed for relief and her mind was filled with white hot flashes, she could feel her body wanting more. "Yes!" she screamed. She closed her eyes behind the blindfold and cursed her horniness. She had meant to say no. How the yes had slipped out she had no idea. Zoe laughed, climbing onto the bed once more so that she was straddling her chest. Sofie felt her breaths coming in quick, short gasps. She was nervous, perhaps even afraid, but her cunt was drooling thick fuck-honey like a running tap. "What would you do," Zoe purred, gently leaning forward so that she was breathing gently against Sofie's neck. "What would you do if I told you that I had someone with me? Standing behind you honey, a huge-hung Helper who saw your performance earlier and really wants to see what you can do with that mouth of yours. Shall we put on a show for him?" Then there was another girl's tongue in her mouth. She froze in surprise as she tasted Zoe's tongue, then kissed her back passionately. Her heartbeat raced as Zoe's previously aggressive hands softly stroked her aching jugs, gently circling around the sore nipples, gently caressing her. She let Zoe suck her tongue into her mouth, then gave a half-moan, half-grunt as the Trainer nibbled it gently whilst giving one her tits a playful slap that sent the suddenly more ample flesh wobbling. "You like being watched, you dirty girl?" Zoe said into her mouth before kissing her passionately again, one delicate hand tracing a line down her stomach. Her fingers stopped just above her pubic bone and lingered there, tracing slow circles as Zoe once more pulled away. Sofie nearly screamed in frustration, angrily bucking her hips, but however hard she struggled she could not budge. "Ooooh, looks like the Helper enjoyed the show. He's fucking rock hard now just inches from your lips." Sophie threw her head back and opened her mouth as wide as she could without even thinking. She stretched her neck, rolled her shoulders, tensed every muscle in her body just trying to reach the thick cock with her mouth. When she could not find it she stuck out her tongue, just hoping to lick it and beckon it closer. She moaned in pathetic, pleading desperation until she heard Zoe laughing. "Sorry honey, there is no stud. Not here anyway. But it looks like you're ready for the day's training." *** She felt leather straps being fastened around her ankles, and then the ropes were untied. When she tried to move, she found herself just as helpless as before -- the ropes tying her down replaced with a metal bar that kept her ankles wide apart. "I'm going to lean over you and untie your wrists now" Zoe told her. "This will force my breasts into your face. Have you ever sucked another girl's tits before?" Sofie shook her head, swallowing hard. "Think you can control yourself? Sucking is fine, kissing is fine, even some nibbling, but you bite them hard and I'll show what a real punishment feels like." "What the fuck is fucking wrong with me?" Sophie thought as she felt the warm skin brush against her cheek. "Is it the pills? The teasing? The fact I'm a slut? Why am I so tempted to actually TRY and be punished?" Despite her thoughts she managed to behave. She let one of Zoe's breasts fall into her mouth, then gave it a gently lick. She thought about what she liked to be done to her and began circling the nipple with her tongue, slowly applying harder and harder sucking pressure. When the nipple hardened between her teeth she gently nibbled it and heard Zoe moan. At no point in her sexual history had she ever felt so sexy. She was left blindfolded, but lifted to her feet. Walking with the separator on was hard, but she managed to stumble forward as Zoe led her through the room by the rope wrapped around her newly tied-together wrists. She heard whimpering coming from another room, then the sound of a hand slapping bare skin followed by a long moan of pleasure. She wondered what the other Sluts were being subjected to. She wondered if any of them were being drenched in hot, thick cum or fucked in every hole. *** Zoe eventually stopped and Sofie nearly fell to her knees, her wide spread legs starting to ache. She heard heels clicking on the stone and then her blindfold was being taken off. She was in a dungeon room. The walls were dark stone, dripping with condensation. The floor was bare and cracked. Shackles of various design were attached to the wall in various places, most above drains that Sofie thought best not the think about. The stunning Lucy was sat in another throne against one wall, her face a picture of amused annoyance. She was dressed in a tight PVC dress, in the depths of which Sofie could see her tiny black thong. The cut of the dress practically forced her mammoth tits into her chin, providing a wide shelf of soft, supple breast that gently quivered as she breathed. Zoe, who she had not seen since she awoke, was dressed in nothing but tall black heels and a tiny blue thong. It was only then that she comprehended that she herself was standing completely naked before two complete strangers. There were a couple of blank screens against one wall, and a small writing desk. The only other notable feature of the room was a metal container that looked halfway between a tanning bed and an Iron lung. It gave off a soothing hum of cooling fans, like a computer or video game console, but aside from the occasional flicker of light from inside, there was absolutely no indication of its purpose. "Stay there Slut," Zoe said, then dropped the rope to the floor. She walked over to Lucy and the two kissed passionately. Within seconds Zoe was moaning, gently groping her own tits, then pressing them hard against the shiny PVC of her boss's dress. She pulled away from the kiss, but stayed only an inch from Lucy's thick, pouting lips. "Mind if I go have some fun with the Helpers? I'm taking that Polish Slut to a biker bar for a gangbang later, and I want to be able to concentrate. Right now all I can think about is cock." "Of course, go ahead," Lucy smiled. Zoe walked from the room, stopping only to approach Sofie and whisper seductively into her ear. "I'm going to spend an hour sucking on the BIGGEST, FULLEST, HEAVIEST nuts I can find in the Clinic, then I'm gonna get on my knees like you were yesterday and throat whoever owns them. I'm gonna take the thickest, creamiest load I can straight to the face then I'm going to lick it up drop by drop, sliding it into my mouth with my fingers, the suck them clean whilst thinking of you." Lucy smiled as Sofie moaned, bending at the waist slightly in frustration. She didn't dare move, didn't dare try and grant herself the relief she needed. Her slowly growing tits were beginning to take on a soft purple tinge from the rough play Zoe had given her. For some Sluts that would be punishment enough -- but Lucy had a very specific punishment in mind. She stood up and walked over to the gently humming isolation unit. She reached down and lifted the top -- opening the capsule like a coffin or tanning bed, to reveal a clean white leather interior. She motioned for Sofie to approach with one delicate finger. "You misbehaved yesterday Slut," she said, reaching down and grabbing the end of the rope in one hand. "You were bad, do you understand?" "Yes Mistress," Sofie said, her eyes cast to the floor. "Did Zoe punish you?" "Yes Mistress." "Good. How does punishment make you feel?" Sofie thought about it for a moment, though about her stiff nipples, glowing ass, and tingling, slick, throbbing clit. She bit her lower lip just thinking about how it had felt to be tied down and helpless at the hands of another girl. "Honestly Mistress, it made me feel sexy. I'm sorry for what I did yesterday, but the punishment made me feel like a sexy little Slut." She glanced up, nervous that Lucy would be angry, but the beautiful Mistress was smiling faintly, her thick pink lips glowing with bright lip-gloss in her honey coloured skin. "Then you're probably going to enjoy the next eight hours," she said. She yanked Sofie forward by the rope around her wrists, forcing her to reach out with both hands to stop herself from smacking her face on the machine. Whilst her ass was in the air, Lucy delivered one swift slap that made her yelp and then moan. The Mistress bent down and untied her wrists, allowing her to massage the sore flesh and stretch her arms for a moment, then unshackled her ankles. "Get inside," Lucy said without warning, motioning to the machine. "Inside?" Lucy reached out and pinched both her nipples between her fingers, twisting them until Sofie's whole body was shaking and her pussy was once more coated in her juices. "Don't question me, Slut. You are already on thin ice as it is." "I'm sorry, I'm sorry," she moaned, dancing on her tip-toes from the pain until Lucy let her go. Immediately she lent over the machine and tried to work out how she was supposed to get inside, but from a glance it became fairly obvious. There was a soft leather mound in the centre that resembled the back of an armchair, a smaller leather mound that would separate her legs, arm-rests for her to place her hands within, and a soft, plush headrest. She climbed inside, curious and a little aroused by the clinical, restrictive nature of the machine. Once she was laying on her back, her arms in the rests and her head on the pillow, Lucy stood over her and gave a smile. "Enjoy," she said simply, before lowering the lid. It closed, leaving Sofie in total darkness. There was a click as the lid locked itself in place. Thick padded cups fastened around her breasts. "So," she thought, "this is my punishment? To be locked inside a coffin in the darkness whilst I'm desperate and horny? Is it fun? Yes! Is it naughty? Absolutely. Did I expect a little more from that big-titted blonde Slut breaker? I guess so..." As if reading her mind the machine sprang to life. There was a click and metal clasps fastened around her arms and legs, sealing her tightly into place. A metal belt fastened around her waist and tightened until it was digging gently into the skin before relaxing slightly with a hiss. She gasped with nervous excitement as the innards of the machine buzzed and clicked. Suddenly she found herself bathed in blue light as a screen a few inches from her face came to life. It showed a blank screen for a moment, then changed to a high-definition shot of a woman on her knees. Sofie had seen the girl before, though she couldn't remember her name -- a fairly famous porn star that her and her boyfriend had watched whilst fucking. The girl smiled at the camera, played with her silicone implants, ran a hand down her smooth stomach and started playing with her clit. Sofie swallowed hard -- being locked inside a dark box whilst horny was one thing, being locked inside a dark box, unable to move whilst being forced to watch porn was even worse! She could feel her tits crying for affection, her silky insides desperate for release. The mound separating her thighs purred for a split-second, vibrating at a near-impossible speed. Her lips instantly drenched the leather with juice as she screamed with shock and pleasure. She could feel her engorged clit begging and pleading with her to cum, but the vibrations had stopped as soon as they started. On the screen the porn star was joined by a well built man with short curly hair. They smiled at one another as she reached out and took his rock-hard cock between her hands and guided it into her mouth. She stared into the camera, right at Sofie, as strands of drool poured from her lips and splattered to the floor. The male star grunted, grabbing the back of her head and started pumping away, fucking her face violently and without mercy. The machine vibrated around her -- this time viciously working her tits from above and assaulting her clit in short, powerful bursts. "Oh God!" she moaned, her arms and legs sealed in complete stillness. "Oh God, please let me cum!" The screen flashed. Words bombarded the screen as she watched the man bucking and fucking harder and harder, smearing the porn star's lipstick, coating the floor in drool and pre-cum. The words were faint to begin with, then became clearer and clearer. They flashed at a pace too fast to pick out properly. The vibrator bucked beneath her and she felt herself painfully close to orgasm, and then it stopped. She growled like a dog as she felt the orgasm slipping away, only to scream as the machine blasted her cunt and tits again at full power -- bringing her even closer to an even stronger orgasm. She had no religious beliefs, but she found herself actually preying, willing the universe to let her cum. On screen the porn star took his cock from his co-star's mouth, slick with drool, and started pumping it with one hand, grabbing the back of her head with the other. She looked up at him desperately, her mouth open, her tongue out, her hands on her tits. Sofie knew what was about to happen -- it was her favourite moment in any porn film, the moment where the star on screen did what she only wished she could. "Yes!" Sofie moaned. "Yes, take his load you little fucking cunt slut! Take his hot gravy all over your slut face! Let him paint your stupid fucking idiot whore face white with his thick meat milk!" And as she looked into it she felt her mind slowly slipping away. For a second she panicked -- genuinely worrying that she was suffering some kind of epileptic fit, but then she felt herself relaxing, floating inside the isolation chamber as if filled by some wonderful drug. She felt her eyes widening, her mouth falling agape. The porn star was drenched with jets of white hot cum that coated her tongue, her lips, her face. She smiled through it, moaning in faux-orgasmic bliss as she massaged it into her skin with her hands then sucked them clean. She gargled with the jizz like mouthwash then swallowed theatrically, gaping her mouth wide with two hooked fingers to prove she had consumed every drop. The vibrating mounds touching her clit and tits throbbed again, but Sofie barely felt it. She was staring through the film itself at the barrage of psyco-subliminal messages beneath. "Drink Cum, Drink Cum, Be The Cum Slut You Know You Are," one read. "Sofie Cum Sponge," read another. The film changed to a blonde on her knees, her face drenched in jizz. "Love Spooge. Drink Cum. Wear It. Embrace It. Feel Its Warmth. Taste It. Need It. You Need It. Want It. Beg For It." The film changed again -- an MMMF gangbang ending as all three men finished inside a different hole in unison as the petit Asian in the middle screamed her way through her own shuddering orgasm. "Sofie Cum Queen. Be The Queen. Let Men Fuck You In Every Hole. Lick It. Taste It. Wear It. Sniff It. Breathe It. They Cum = You Cum!" The film changed again as the vibrators all hit top speed. Sofie was far too gone to fully enjoy the orgasm that came from inside her, the subliminal messaging had effectively hypnotised her into a quasi-broken state, but inside the machine her body writhed and spasmed beyond all control as she drenched the leather with squirt. The vibrators didn't stop however, nor did the film. Two girls lay in a 69 position, the one above being fucked hard from behind. The stud pounding in her tight little cunt grunted, shuddered, then pulled out and spanked her ass as she forced thick cream from her pussy directly into the other girls desperate mouth. She plunged her head beneath the river of spunk and lapped it up as it coated her face. "Take It From Your Asshole And Eat It! Take It From Your Pussy And Eat It! Take It Wherever You Can And Eat It! Want It! Need It! Be The Cum Slut! Sofie Suck! Sofie Fuck! Sofie Loves Cum!" TSTC01: Cum Shy to Cum Slut Day 02 As her brain suffered assault after assault, her body began almost instantly building up to another mind-shattering orgasm. She was vaguely aware of a nagging voice in the distance, her own voice, warning her that Lucy had said she would be inside the machine for eight hours, but she didn't care. She just wanted to lie there and feel the floating warmth, watch the television screen, watch the cum drenched whores. Sofie was, in fact, so far gone that she didn't even feel the thick plastic tube feeling itself from the roof of the machine into her mouth. On the outside Lucy monitored Sofie's progress on two monitors -- one showing the screen she was watching (with the hypnotic element removed), the other showing Sofie's face inside the machine. She held the button down a second longer, making sure the thick straw had slid fully into the broken girl's throat. Then, with a wicked smile she reached for the petrol-can full of day-old cum that her Slut had dared to waste against the wall. It had been easy enough to get the other Sluts to gather it, anyone who helped was promised another Helper to suck off. Lucy lifted the can above her huge, full tits and poured a thin layer of cold spunk onto her giant jugs. She stuck out her tongue and slowly licked them clean with a content smile. Inside the machine, Sofie's eyes roll into the back of her head as the isolation chamber bought her to another orgasm whilst she watched three consecutive anal cumshots. Lucy crossed the room and tilted the can, pouring the thick, gooey ball-butter into the funnel atop the machine. It trickled out slowly, like thick tar into the funnel, which was soon full. Inside drop after drop fell into Sofie's open mouth and rolled down her throat. It was time to get the Slut addicted to the taste. Even if she wasn't aware it was happening. TSTC01: Cum Shy to Cum Slut Day 03 Sofie awoke in a cold, dark cell. Her entire body ached from the battering it had received at the "hands" of Lucy's bizarre vibrating coffin. Her tits were visibly bruised, gently kissed with red and black marks, her ass felt tender and lightly swollen and whilst her insides were entirely untouched, her clit burnt with savage fury. She moaned gently as she rolled over on the cold hard stone. Something dry and crisp stuck to her skin, she grabbed it and peeled it away. Holding it up to her slowly adjusting eyes she found herself staring at straw. She gave a short laugh -- she had been left in a dungeon designed like a hutch or stable -- but her quiet laugh was soon edged with nervous anticipation. Damn the aphrodisiacs were strong. Her entire body tingled and throbbed against the multiple textures. Even over the burn of her still swollen clit she could feel the cold, damp air flowing around it, stroking it, teasing it. She spread her fingers and ran a hand over her tits, letting the nipples stiffen against her own touch. She felt good. The day before was a blur...how did she even know it was a day? She remembered being teased and tortured by Zoe -- another throb between her legs. She remembered being led to her mistress -- god even in her own mind she was beginning to refer to her as her mistress, another throb at that thought. She remembered being placed inside the machine and being aware of its purpose as it drove her to the brink of sanity. She even remembered the screen and the nasty porn that had been played -- she felt wetness this time, her cunt was crying to be fucked and she fucking loved it. But there was something else. The hours after that became a blur or time sped up and slowed down at whim. Her long, powerful, mind-breaking orgasms became a constant stream of lost time in her head. She remembered feeling like she was sucking a cock. But there was no way she could have. She had been trapped within the machine, completely at her mistress's mercy. Still, she could feel the roughness in her throat that usually came from taking a thick hard dick in her mouth. From being on her knees like a common whore, her tongue stuck out to tease balls whilst opening her throat to be ravaged, to be used like a cunt. From sucking as deep and hard as she could, swirling her wet tongue around every inch of flesh it could reach whilst her hands grabbed at her partner's thighs and pulled him deeper and deeper until her entire throat was filled with throbbing man meat. From sucking and sucking harder and harder, forcing herself to take it deeper into her poor, ruined throat as she felt her partner's hands gripping tighter and each orb clenching and tightening as he prepared to cum. From taking a thick, creamy, satisfying load straight into the back of her throat, trying to swallow as much as she could before the gagging and choking forced half of the jizz-bomb out of the corners of her mouth and from her nose. Or pulling the cock from her gagging throat just as she felt the twitching that meant the orgasm was imminent, aiming it for her forehead so that each blast of cum coated her face, trickled down to her hungry lips where she could lick it up, taste it, savour it, gargle with it, swallow it. An entire ocean of thick cum she could dive into and drown in. She woke up again. She was in the dungeon room. Had the whole thing been a dream? Had she ever woken at all, or it had been a dream? Something was playing in her head, a faint memory, a teasing thought that seemed just outside the border of her consciousness. "Cum Queen" the thought seemed to whisper. "Be the Cum Queen. Sofie Cum Queen." Her tits were still lightly bruised, her soft round ass cheeks still tender, her clit still burning. Her cunt had never felt so empty before, it was like a void that demanded to be filled. All she could think about were the well hung Helpers that she had been with on her first day. Now it was the third day and she was still yet to be fucked properly. All she wanted was ten minutes with one of those foot long, veiny cocks. Five minutes even. If she begged to be really violated, for the Helper to ignore her screams of pain and struggling, she'd only need two minutes, two minutes to turn her cunt to a ruined sloppy fuck hole and satisfying that void. "Ruin my pussy then pull out and ruin my makeup you fucking..." she said to nobody. She covered her mouth with one delicate hand in shock. She hadn't meant to speak. Had never even realized she was about to. Something was...different. She took a deep breath and tried to ignore her own desperation. Closing her eyes, she lay back down on the soft straw. It was less than an hour later that the bolt on the dungeon door slid open. Sofie realized she had never even tried the door. She had never tried anything. She had been placed in the room and so she had stayed there, waiting for someone to come and make demands on her, to treat her like the sub slut she was. She felt another shiver of tingling anticipation mixed with fear as Zoe strode into the room in shiny purple and black bondage wear. She was taller than she had been and Sofie could only stare open mouthed at the incredible heels she was wearing. They were easily half a foot tall, an ran all the way up to her curvy thigh. Her dainty feminine feet were angled completely to the floor, as if tip toeing on the very very ends of her toes, though her weight was clearly taken by the heels. She held a thin black riding crop in one hand and was smiling at Sofie with a strange, somehow hungry smile. "Good morning Slut," she said. Sofie lowered her eyes to the ground and got to her knees. It never crossed her mind to stand. She was sub, Zoe was above her in the power hierarchy. She instinctively lowered her head further until her nose was nearly touching the ground. "Good morning, Mistress," she said. "Good to see you behaving yourself today," Zoe said, striding confidently into the room. "Did you enjoy yesterday's training session?" "I...I don't remember it Mistress." "No. No I don't suppose you do," she sighed. "But you will certainly remember today's. For a very. Very. Very long time." There was something about the beautiful girl's smile that made Sofie shiver. She knew something was coming, today was going to be rougher. She found herself struggling with her sexuality again in the presence of such a powerful, dominating, sexual woman. All of a sudden all she wanted was to be forced to perform for her. She imagined how it would feel for Zoe to grab her by the neck and drag her to the wall. How hard her heart would beat as Zoe thrust her head against the cold stone wall, turned, and parted her ass for her. Turning over her shoulder with a wry smile and telling her to eat her ass. How it would taste as she gingerly licked her exposed asshole, only for Zoe to thrust back and trap her against the wall, grinding her dark little star against Sofie's face, spreading her own saliva around her face, playing with her clit as she submitted her quivering sub to total lesbian domination. "Sofie! Whatever you're thinking about, snap out of it!" There was a crack as the riding crop snapped across her left tit. Then she was flooded, both by pain and her own dripping pussy. "I'm sorry Mistress, I'm sorry Mistress, you have my full attention! I'm sorry Mistress!" She grabbed her ample breast in her hand and tried to soothe the pain, but it just made her more desperate. It felt as if there was a massive gaping hole where her insides should be. And she was thirsty. Thirsty for something she couldn't quite put her finger on. She raised an eyebrow involuntarily...her tit felt bigger somehow, fuller. She reached over and began massaging the other, noting its weight and fullness. There was another crack as Zoe bought the riding crop across her raised buttocks. Sofie moaned, snapping her hands back down to the floor as her nipples hardened. "Save it, Slut!" the beautiful mistress snapped with a smile. "You'll have plenty of time to play with yourself in the session." An hour later and Sofie was bound upon her knees. Her wrists were tightly cuffed behind her back, the metal biting into her skin in a way that made her entire body shiver. Zoe had fastened her body in tight leather straps which left her bound to heavy iron rings in the floor of the main dungeon room and also ran beneath her tits, forcing them up before her. Her heart was pounding in her chest so hard that each Ba-bump made her clit shiver. She NEEDED to be fucked. She had never been so sure of anything in her life. She needed a rough, violent, pounding in her tight fuck hole. Any thoughts of her boyfriend were long gone, now she was just a whore who needed her pussy filled with gargantuan Helper cock. At the other end of the room, Lucy sat in a ridiculously tiny suit. Her colossal tits spilled out of the gap in her shirt, and the tiny black pencil skirt was split down both sides from her curvy ass. Sofie looked up at her with complete envy, she would never be as sexy as the godess on her throne. She let her eyes run from the tips of Lucy's high-heels, up her soft legs, her thick womanly thighs. From her position on the floor she could see up the tiny skirt, the tiny scrap of material which made up the blonde fuck queen's underwear. The scrap was bright red, but so thin that her thick, glistening pussy lips swallowed the vast majority. "Today," Lucy purred suddenly. "You are going to be a cum dumpster. Do you know what that means?" Sofie shivered. There was a battle occurring in her head. Her natural phobia was screaming somewhere, but her body was defying it. The mere term "cum dumpster", made her feel like being fucked harder than she had ever been. Her mind reeled with the thought of huge, thick, creamy loads spraying her face. Her tits glazed with copious layers of man yoghurt. Her pussy pumped full with multiple loads until her stomach was bulging and the mingling loads were drooling from her ruined snatch. Her body, used, abused, broken and bruised, lying half-concious in a pool of cum. "No...not exactly." Lucy smiled, her lips were painted bright hooker red. She ran her tongue across them in a way that made Sofie want to suck a cock. She clicked her fingers and several of the massively hung Helpers strode confidently into the room and formed a line against the wall. Sofie's breath caught in her throat. "Today, someone is being fucked." Lucy said, getting to her feet and walking slowly towards her. "Someone is getting her cunt turned to mush and her face battered with horse-sized cocks. Someone is taking so many huge dicks so hard and fast that it would probably kill a normal woman." Lucy got to her knees before Sofie and leant towards her. She stopped just short of her lips and gently blew onto them. Sofie went insane, desperately stretching towards her, desperate to be kissed by the beautiful goddess, but no matter how hard she struggled her bonds were too tight. She heard pathetic, childish moans of desperation. "Someone," Lucy whispered. "Someone is going to take every cock against that wall in her pussy or mouth, and she is going to be fucked senseless by them. That person is me. When they're done they are going to pull out and cum wherever I say. In your face, in your hair, on your tits, inside your cunt if I so desire." "What?" Sofie gasped. "No! No please! I'll take the cum but let them fuck me! Please! I need to be fucked!" Lucy silenced her by tearing open her shit and thrusting one of her gigantic tits within her mouth. Sofie sank her teeth into the meat in desperation, drawing a moan of pleasure from Lucy and was rewarded by the thick nipple stiffening with her mouth. "Just for that," Lucy moaned, beckoning a Helper over with one finger. "You're eating the first load out of my pussy." Sofie's view grew dark as the shadow of a gigantic pair of full nuts fell across her. Lucy smiled and reached out for the trembling foot-long meat pole. "Now suck my tit until I'm ready to be cleaned."