Sex Worer Corps 04: Ceremony
Exhibitionist & Voyeur Story

Sex Worer Corps 04: Ceremony

by Alisonwonder 13 min read 4.3 (4,200 views)
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After three months of working, and more than 200 cocks drained, and dozens of pussies eaten, I saw my calendar block off a day, for my High School Graduation ceremony. I was filled with dread.

For a member of the SWC, high school graduation meant all of the men from your high school, teachers, adult students, and men who had graduated but overlapped with you, would come in for a gangbang. By best guess, that might be 300 men.

It was a ceremony in which my parents were welcome to attend, and the video of it would be available on porn sites immediately. That didn't bother me as much as the feeling of humiliation in the moment. It was largely a humiliation ceremony, and while some girls managed to give the appearance of enjoyment, it was largely accepted that they must be good sports.

Three days before the ceremony, I went to Daisy's room, and told her my ceremony was scheduled and asked if she would be my fluffer and coach. It was important that I had both, as I was going to be in over my head, and someone like Daisy could help me not fuck things up.

She looked over the attendee list, which I was not allowed to see, and also the requests list. Some of these I would be able to learn about ahead of time. I was to use the 'healing' lotion on my 'cunt' and 'ass' the instructions said. The healing lotions could be a life-saver, but in this case it was clear that they were to make me virginally tight in both holes.

One thing all SWC workers had to do as part of their graduation was take a shot every 12 hours throughout the experience. The shot provided hydration, nutrients, and a medicine that mad vomitting nearly impossible. One thing that wasnt public knowledge, was that there was a hormone to keep me horny the whole time. I wouldn't show any outward signs, but it was to help me not be essentially raped. I would chemically love what was happening.

"I know it's going to be tough, but I don't want you to eat the entire day before the gangbang. We'll get you some drinks that have nutrients so you have energy, but we want to avoid any mess," she told me, and I was grateful. I had done plenty of ass to mouth already, but not for prolonged amounts of time, and I didn't want to accidentally ingest any of my own feces.

"Is there anything you can tell me that will make it easier?" I asked her as she looked over the instructions.

"No, I wish I could, but if I do we'll both get in trouble. Any guys you're hoping show up?"

I blushed, and smiled. "A couple I definitely want to fuck, but not in a massive gangbang. My English teacher, Mr. Ness, and my high school boyfriend, Kyle."

We giggled, and talked about the men we wanted to fuck. She told me that her best friend's father had come to her graduation, and had been the hottest of her fucks that weekend.

The day before, with my stomach grumbling, Daisy and I went to the spa in the brothel, and got mani-pedi's, our bodies waxed, out anus's bleached, a facial treatment. I was made to look innocent and virginal.

The men started arriving at midnight, which surprised me, but they had a 48 hour window, and wanted to defile me as thoroughly as possible.

I was dressed in a lacey white bra and panties set, with matching garters and stockings, and stilettos. Over all of that I had a white graduation gown, and cap. Daisy was instructed to hogtie me in my outfit, and when the men started coming in, that is how I was presented.

Daisy had prelubricated me, and injected me in the buttocks with the serum. I was already feeling the horniness rise in me. When the men walked in, I wanted to lick my lips at their cocks bouncing already erect in their pants.

The first man I saw was Coach Potter, he was our gym teacher and the football coach. He had a bit of a belly on him, but his cock looked massive under a pair of cargo shorts. I looked up at him, and he smiled and winked.

"Alright, now you boys know the rules of a graduation ceremony. Are there any newly 18 year old men here?" Daisy asked and a bubbly slutty voice I hadn't heard from her before.

There was a shuffling of the crowd, and Damon Salsibury stepped forward. When we were in first grade, and I had mentioned my intention to join the corps like my mom, he said I was gross, and had never let up until the day before my 18th birthday which was my last day of school. He belonged to an anti SWC family, and his girlfriend Gemma was anti SWC too. But it was a known fact that the men participated in graduations as a means of protest.

He unzipped and pulled out his cock which was visibly shiny and hard. He grabbed my face forcing my mouth open and spit into my mouth, before slapping me across the face. Then he put his cock under my nose so I could smell her on him, I was confident it was her ass and not her pussy.

"Gemma says hi, cunt!"

He shoved his dirty cock into my mouth, and there were snickers, Coach Potter slapped him on the back in support as he began using my skull for his own pleasure.

I could taste Gemma's ass, and hear the hateful snickers, and my pussy got wet, and my nipples got hard. I was very aroused, and let out a slight moan into his cock, which he felt the need to announce to everyone which made my clit tingle, as they all talked about my depravity.

"Grab under her chin for deeper fucking," coach told Damon, and he did. I had always found Damon attractive, and his cruelty had often been a turn on, and in this moment, as he forced his cock, which wasn't small as far into my throat as he could, I was secretly in heaven.

After a couple of minutes, he pulled out, and came on my graduation gown. And wiped the last drop onto the tip of my nose before spitting into my mouth again. My pussy was aching to be fucked.

I must have given a dozen blowjobs with all of them cumming on my gown, and numerous others just walking over and finishing on my gown, before Daisy announced it was time for my breakfast.

She detatched my wrists from my ankles, and helped me out of the gown, and onto my knees. Another girl, who I hadn't seen come in, was at my stove cooking something, and I couldn't see what it was, but it smelled horrendous.

I gave a couple more blowjobs while she cooked, the men finishing on the gown that now hung from a standalone coat rack.

The woman cooling transferred what she was preparing to a plate, and Daisy took it and a spoon and brought it over to feed me. The woman had cooked semen into what looked like white scrambled eggs. I gagged at the smell, and the men laughed.

The first bite made me gag as I swallowed, but I could tell from the oddly restrained gags I wouldn't be able to puke. The vomit suppression was working.

I ate a plate full of scrambled cum. Every bite was hard to swallow, but I had no choice, and the men watched and mocked me as I did. My clit was throbbing from need, and my stomach was slowly filling with fried seed.

When I was done, Coach Potter said, "are you thirsty, cunt?" as he removed his cock from his pants. I nodded shamefully, and he proceeded to piss into my mouth, it was hot and pungent, and my nipples hardened, and I knew they all saw it under my bra, because they all began cheering.

As he peed into my mouth, and I drank, hands began grabbing me, and ripping at my clothes. I was still bound at the wrists and separately at the ankles, and they groped my tits and ass, as they ripped.

Once coach was done peeing, he placed his cock in my mouth, and I began sucking on it, like a good girl.

Mr. Ness, my high school english teacher, stood to the side, he was so sexy, and as he removed his cock from his pants, I saw the biggest cock I had seen in my months of working. It was long, and thick, and terrifying, but I was too busy sucking on Coach's cock to worry, but I snuck looks at it hungrily.

It didn't take Coach Potter long to cum in my mouth, and I swallowed it easily. Mr. Ness stepped up, for his turn, and I smiled greedily.

"Lay on your back, Hadley, and lay your head back." He spoke to me as kindly as he had in his class. I struggled to roll onto my back but eventually did.

He knelt over my head, and touched the tip of his massive black cock to my lips, and said just for me to hear, "I'm going to go slow and gentle at first to get you used to it."

Then he started pushing his cock slowly into my mouth and down my throat. I couldn't see much, but quickly I heard people saying my throat was bulging, and I could feel it painfully. After a few strokes into my throat, with a little bit of cock remaining outside of my lips, he started pushing the head up, to show everyone how deep he was in my throat.

I was so overwhelmed by the slow deep throat fucking I was receiving that I didn't couldn't feel anything else, like the fact that my ankles were being released.

I was getting brutally throat fucked with the bulge being pushed out on purpose, when i felt a cock entering my chemically tightened asshole. It hurt so bad, but my pussy only got wetter.

Then a hand started spanking my pussy while my mouth and asshole both got rough fucked. The hand spanking stung with each slap but the must have felt how wet I was, and decided to keep going.

After several minutes, Mr. Ness sprayed my throat with hot cum and I swallowed it all.

A random hand took my throat, and sat me up by it. Devon, a friend of mine since middle-school gave me a kind smile before asking me, "Have you been airtight before?"

I shook my head still out of breath, and they moved to get me straddling Devon, and the man in my ass reinserted himself in there as I sank down on Devon's cock. Principal Edwards inserted a fat but not very long cock into my mouth.

The men took turns fucking my holes, feeding me cum and piss, slapping and choking me, pulling my hair until the next night at nearly midnight. I had slept through some of it, and eventually I was covered in cum, with all three holes filled with wet cum, dry cum, and more.

My stomach was distended and hanging from so much cum and piss drinking. Daisy had made sure I had the nutrients, fluids, and arrousal meds everytime I needed them.

For the first time in 48 hours, my wrists were uncuffed from my back, and I was put onto a galvanized pipe cross. The cross bar under my elbows, with my wrists then recuffed to an eyelit hole behind my back. There was a seated 'perch' with two hard galvanized poles covered in lubricated latex, inserted into me at such an angle that it looked like I was only seated, but had no chance of slipping down. Then finally my ankles were cuffed to a smaller similar 'perch'.

Two men carried me, one on each side of the crossbar, and we went down to the front of the brothel building, outside, and they set the vertical pole into a wider pole.

"Hadley, for your final step of your graduation, you are to be displayed as the cumdumpster you have been for the last two nights, to anyone who enters this building. You are to be elevated for one minute for each man you pleasured. Don't worry, only one minute per man, not one minute per orgasm you gave them. So you'll be up there for 347 minutes. That is not only a record for this building, but for this entire brothel district. Congratulations."

The pole that my cross was mounted into, then raised up so I was twenty feet in the air. My gown was placed on a small table, so that more men could ejaculate onto it.

I cried because I was humiliated, but also because I wanted to orgasm very badly and couldn't. 347 minutes of being elevated by my arms, asshole and pussy, made me ache, and watching men further soil my gown, which I knew was to never been clean or discarded, made me even hornier, and made me hate myself slightly.

Nearly 6 hours later, my arms numb, my body shaking in pain, I was brought down, and released from my bindings. Daisy had come back down to help collect me. There was a come covered wheel chair, which I was sure was for this exact purpose.

She brought me up to my room, and helped me into my bed. She then licked my pussy, after I begged, but I fell asleep before I could orgasm. When I woke up, I was stuck to the sheets, and alone.

I peeled myself off the sheets, and called for room service, and showered. When I got out of the shower, I saw a note on my fridge.

"Hey babe, I'm sorry I couldn't stay with you to help you when you woke up, but I had to get back to work. I can stay with you when I'm off my shift if you want."

I called my mom, and she came to pick me up. My dad went out for a few days, since they knew I wouldn't want to see any men.

I cried to my mom, sitting in the passenger seat.

"You did really well baby. Your videos are getting a lot of attention." There was a pride in her voice, and I was so happy to hear it.

"My graduation was rough too, and they didn't have the arousal enhancing meds yet. So I just had to let myself be gangbanged for that long, and the men weren't that good about applying lube unless they needed it."

When we got to the house, I laid down in my childhood bed, and began texting Hank.

"How are you feeling?" He asked after my first text.

"I'm sore, did you see my graduation?" I asked.

"I saw that it was happening, it's actually got a lot of hits, apparently you took on a record number of men. But I didn't watch it at all. I felt like that would be shitty of me."

"Do you think less of me?" I hoped my graduation hadn't ruined me for him.

"Not at all. Just of the men..."

"Have you ever been to a graduation?" I asked.

"Just one..." There was a link attached, and it lead to all the video coverage of a graduation from about 15 years earlier. I started watching, and quickly realized it was Angela Mercado. Hank's boss at the evening news.

I watched the highlights real, and couldn't find Hank. Then I texted and said "where are you in this?"

He responded with a video and says "21:37".

I fast forwarded, and there was a much younger Hank feeding Angela Mercado his cock, as she's already covered in piss and cum, and being double penetrated by other men. He didn't shove it into her mouth, or use her head, he just allowed her to suck him off, until he finally came on her tits.

"Awww, Hank."

"I hated seeing how they treated her. I haven't watched or been to one since."

"Can you come visit me at my mom's house?"

"I can."

I gave him the address, and waited in bed. When he got there, he just held me under the blankets, and never tried to have sex with me. That's when I knew I wanted to marry him.

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