This story is a work of fiction. It is set in an alternate setting, where laws have been created that allow for the "free use" of females by the males of a society. This is the second in the free use training series. All characters, places and events are purely fictional.
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Ch 2: Evan opens you up
Your first full week of training has gone just about how you expected it would. 4 different men have introduced themselves to your tight little body in some way, shape or form...and you've had the added bonus of a "presentation" course, "taught" by one of the female staffers of "18 Rentals". That's perhaps the one part of your first week that you weren't fully ready for, that little rush of excitement at learning just how to show off your entire body to entice men. Prior to coming here, you thought that all you had to do to make a man want you is to get naked. But the presentation course added in how to arch your back, seductive placement of your hands, just how to lick your lips to show you're in need, and the latest twist on your afternoon class...advanced positions to show yourself off more completely. As you walk down the hallway from your room to one of the training rooms, your mind thinks back to seeing 'Lacy' standing in front of your training class, bent over and facing away, hands on her cheeks spreading herself wide...her holes barely staying closed due to her forceful spreading, only to flex and clamp down almost unbelievably tight. She took her time to show this skill off, tightening and relaxing in unison, showing her muscle control. After a short amount of time, she stands back up, turning to the class and simply stating "A lease girl that can control the muscles in her holes in this way will make her lessor quite happy, and add value to herself going forward."
Your almost trancelike state is broken as you hear the door open, and in walks Evan. While lost in thought, you made your way to the correct room, and sat on the padded stand in the center of the room...almost as if you were trained to do just that (showing that your training is taking hold).
"Hello again Lina. Good to see you this afternoon." Evan starts off politely, almost clinical. Nothing in his voice betrays what he will be doing to you in a few short minutes.
"Hello Ev...I mean sir" you bat your eyes at him, remembering your first day, how helpful he was when you arrived, and his thick equipment that you'll be feeling again soon.
A quick smile escapes him, before he looks back down at his datapad "Learning quick. That's good. Go ahead and disrobe, you won't be needing any clothing for today's training."
As he scans his datapad, you hop off the leather topped bench, conveniently perched at about waist height for you, and long enough that you could have laid your upper body over the length of it, with your legs hanging off the end. As you lose your screenprinted tank top, the '18 Rentals' logo always prominently showing as you fold it and place it on the shelf protruding from the wall, your tiny cotton shorts come next, followed by the simple yet skimpy low cut bikini panties. As you finish, Evan looks up to see you sporting just a small strip of hair above your slit, as you stand with your hands at your sides, awaiting his approval and further commands.
A simple nod before he remarks "Chose the landing strip huh? Nice." Before his finger taps the datapad and and stashes it in the bin next to the door. "Your training schedule shows that you've had a few mouth sessions...which you've passed with a bit of help. One session with Rob in your cunt, and another with Jay. Is that about right?"
"Yes sir. Plus we've been in "Presentation" course in the morning this week" you beam proudly, as the smile stretches from ear to ear...no doubt happy to see that Evan is your trainer for this session.
"How could I forget? So do some presenting. Make me want what you're offering." As he props himself up against the door with his shoulder, already wearing just a pair of workout shorts and tennis shoes. His lanyard holding his keycard all he has on above his waist.
Seeing your chance to show off some of the new skills, you start by running your hands over your hips, up over your stomach and to your tits, cupping them in your hands to point your nipples straight at your trainer, pouting your lips out at him in the process as you run your tongue over them. You give it a little nibble before letting it slip back in your mouth, swaying your hips in a circle as you squirm downward, finishing on your knees, looking up at him with wanton eyes...your tongue back out on your lips. Your next move is to prop yourself back up with your hands, pushing your butt upward in the process, before making your way to your feet, swaying up to a full standing position. You turn around to show him your backside, pushing yourself away from the stand, your hands the only thing touching it, arching your back to show your butt more completely to Evan. You take two steps forward, swaying your hips, until you bump into the stand with the fronts of your hips, bending fully over it, reaching back to grip your cheeks, and spreading yourself wide open for him. Thinking back to class, you try to clamp and squeeze, before letting up the pressure, hoping your holes are doing just what Lacy's were in front of the group of you. While squeezing and releasing, you look back over your shoulders, batting your eyes at your trainer, looking for his approval.
"Not bad...I'll give you that." Looking you over, before motioning for you to stand again "But you're no Lacy. Not yet anyway. Keep working on that every night before bed. Practice in your mirror." As he walks forward, he taps your collar (which you're still not entirely used to wearing) "After all, this does say Slut Lina, doesn't it?"
You nod a yes, before looking down as your cheeks blush and your smile goes ear to ear.
"So on the entrance form you answered that you've only had anal penetration once? Well...with a cock anyway. Is that correct?" His deadpan question comes to you, as you remember what your training session today entails.
