Acceptance

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"This was my chance," Sophie said to the camera. "I was back at my old hometown, completely away from the sexual acts I had been doing lately. I could've just ended it there, and I'd never have become what I am now... if only."

Chapter 11 - Acceptance

Sophie woke up in her old bed at her mum and dad's house. The night before had been a nice and relaxing one. She fell asleep very early and had a long lie in. Apparently, she needed the sleep.

Although when she woke up, she automatically checked "RealSluts" since it had become part of her morning routine by this point.

People were still commenting on her older photos, calling her a slut, a whore, a pathetic idiot. Then Sophie found the link to that porn site where the video of her doing anal in the park was on. It had nearly 100,000 views by this stage and hundreds of comments. Those comments varied from calling her hot to calling her a dumb bitch.

As Sophie read through them, her pussy twitched, and her left hand instinctively reached down into her pyjama shorts.

Wait, stop!

She thought and pulled her hand back,

I came here to get away from this stuff!

She clicked off the porn site and RealSluts and got out of bed to join her parents downstairs.

"Morning," Sophie said and looked at the clock to see it was 11am, "Well, technically."

"Morning, sleepy head," Her mum replied. "You must've been tired."

"Too much studying, I bet." Her dad laughed.

Or too much fucking... no, stop thinking like that! Idiot!

"Yeah, you must be right." Sophie said and poured herself some cereal.

"So, we're going out for dinner tonight with John around 6pm." Her mum told her.

That was music to Sophie's ears. It meant she could just relax all day and not think about everything that was stressing her out lately. That video had been up for a few days now, and so far no one she knew had let her know they'd seen it.

"Perfect." Sophie said.

After eating Sophie got herself comfy on the sofa as her parents did jobs around the house and went shopping.

When she had been sat there for an hour or so, her phone vibrated. Immediately her pussy twitched when she saw it was Jacob.

Jacob:

Hi slut, how's being at home? You missing being a total whore yet?

Sophie squeezed her legs together and felt her pussy leak a little as she typed back.

Sophie:

Yeah, nice and relaxing. But yeah, I guess I miss you fucking me already ;)

She waited impatiently for his response.

Jacob:

What about having everyone else see you for the whore you are? Any more thoughts on that since we last spoke?

Sophie:

Right now I'm the same, don't want to show any more.

Jacob:

I see, but you still want me to blackmail you though, don't you, you pathetic slut.

Mmmmm.

Sophie:

I don't think anything could stop me wanting that.

Jacob:

Good bitch. What are your plans while you're over there?

Sophie:

I'm going out for a meal with my family tonight, then one more night here, and then I'm coming back to uni.

She watched the three dots appear and disappear over and over as Jacob typed.

Jacob:

Before your meal write "SLUT" across your chest and stick your butt plug in. You're going to spend the whole evening like that.

Sophie actually gasped at that and then looked around to make sure no one heard her. Honestly, the thought turned her on, but she knew it was risky.

Sophie:

I don't know if that's such a good idea. I'll be with my family.

Jacob:

Well, it's a good think you don't need to think. Either do it or I send your videos and photos to everyone. Got it?

Sophie bit her lip and squeezed her legs together again. Knowing that Jacob had the power to do that actually made her decision easier. It was no longer her decision, so she just had to do as she was told.

Sophie:

Yes sir. I'll do it.

Jacob:

Good, cunt.

--

It was a good few hours later, and Sophie had just come out of the shower with a towel wrapped around her. She walked down the hall to her bedroom and locked it behind her.

Hmm, what to write on myself with?

She thought and looked around the room, then remembered an old pencil case that she had when she was in high school.

Yes!

She thought when she found a black marker.

Standing in front of the mirror, Sophie didn't think twice as she dropped the towel and started to write over her chest in black letters the word "SLUT".

Her pussy twitched as she looked at it.

Maybe just one more.

On her right breast, just above her nipple she then wrote "WHORE".

Well I can't just do one boob.

On her left breast she then wrote "DUMB".

She looked at herself in the mirror, still some water glistened on her smooth, hot body. She read the writing, and her pussy twitched again.

Without thinking again, she held the marker and started to write across her stomach.

"CUM SLUT", in big, black letters.

Okay, let's not get too carried away.

She put the marker down and started to rummage in her bag.

Why did I even bring my butt plug with me? I must have known I'd want it in at some point. Am I that much of a slut now that I subconsciously just brought it?

Unfortunately, Sophie didn't bring any lube with her, so she was going to have to use her spit. But as she brought it to her mouth she stopped.

I mean, I could film it... just for me, not like I have to share it with anyone.

With that in mind Sophie grabbed her phone and hit record, making sure she got a great shot of her wrapping her lips around the plug, sucking on it up and down and leaving a generous amount of spit.

Then, she bent over her bed and aimed the phone behind her, it was pointing at the full-length mirror and showed her bare ass very clearly.

One hand spread her thick cheeks as the other one applied pressure onto her hole with the silver plug.

"Mmm." Sophie moaned and gritted her teeth until the plug popped in.

God, even after having sex twice in my ass, it still feels tight,

She thought.

Sophie finally stood up and felt the rim of her ass wrap around the plug, and it felt good, really good! Now she just had to decide on her outfit. Being with her family she knew she couldn't wear the slutty clothes she was used to.

She grabbed a skirt, still sluttier than anything they had seen her in considering she used to only wear jogging bottoms, but at least this one went nearly down to her knee. Then she grabbed a plain black t-shirt. It was tight enough to be able to see her hard nipples poking through but not too tight that anyone would make a comment about it.

For a moment Sophie considered wearing a bra, but she hadn't worn one in so long it felt wrong to even think about it, so she decided not to wear one.

Happy that the writing was fully covered up by the black t-shirt, Sophie headed downstairs. Each step she felt the plug move in her ass, and each one made her pussy that much wetter.

"Ready." Sophie said when she reached the ground floor.

Her parents and brother turned around. Immediately Sophie spotted them all glance at her chest and her hard nipples poking through her shirt.

She felt so embarrassed of her own family knowing that she wasn't wearing a bra. That humiliation, it was perfect.

"John," Sophie said and broke the silence, "I've not seen you in ages."

This seemed to shake everyone back to reality.

"Hey Soph." He replied.

The two siblings walked towards each other, and Sophie gave him a hug. It was strange, feeling her practically bare chest squeeze against her brother. So wrong, but so right.

"Should we go?" Their mum asked.

--

"So Soph, how's uni?" John asked.

They were all sat around a table waiting for the waiter. Since Sophie first came downstairs no one had looked at or made a comment about her chest.

"Yeah, good, hard." Sophie told him.

She moved in her seat and felt the plug push a bit deeper inside of her filled asshole.

"I bet, still enjoying it though?" John asked her.

"I guess, still only my first year." Sophie replied.

Just as she answered a male waiter arrived. He was wearing a black shirt and black pants. He must've been in his twenties with short black hair.

"Can I take your order?" He asked the table.

One by one they ordered a meal until he got to Sophie. As he looked at her, Sophie caught him very obviously glance down at her hard nipples. It wasn't a slow glance either, his eyes lingered on them for a while.

Each second made Sophie's pussy flutter, and she clenched her ass around the plug.

"And... and you ma'am?" He nervously asked, peeling his eyes away from her chest.

"Just the lasagne for me, please." Sophie told him.

He looked at her chest again and then back at her eyes. He knew that Sophie caught him staring, but she just flashed him a smile.

I can't believe how obvious he was being! Looking at my big tits, if only he knew what was underneath. I bet he'd love that. I wonder if he's seen my videos and photos?

As the family chatted, Sophie occasionally looked over at that waiter who occasionally looked back.

The food eventually arrived, and Sophie caught up with her family. It was a lovely family dinner out for John's birthday, even if Sophie was distracted through most of it with lust.

"I just need the bathroom." She said and stood up from the table.

Walking towards the bathroom, she could feel her big, free tits bouncing with every step.

She had to go through one door which led to another hallway that had the men's and women's bathroom attached. And as she walked through the first door, Sophie's heart skipped when she saw that waiter walking out of the men's bathroom.

He stopped, looking really nervous as he saw her.

Sophie smiled and carried on walking towards the women's bathroom though.

But as she reached for the handle, she turned around and saw him about to leave back into the main restaurant.

"Hey!" Sophie called out.

He turned around and looked at her.

A massive urge rushed over Sophie, one she was helpless to fight again.

Do it! Do it, you little slut!

A voice kept shouting in her head.

With no time to doubt herself Sophie grabbed the bottom of her black t-shirt and pulled it up. She felt her big tits bounce as her top lifted over them, exposing her soft, heavy breasts to this waiter.

His mouth flew open as he gawked at the half naked 18 year old.

Go on, read it,

Sophie thought and saw his eyes darting around what she had written on herself.

Her pussy was on fire as he kept staring at her.

Until finally she pulled her top down, but his eyes remained fixed on her body. With a little giggle Sophie escaped into the bathroom and was alone once more.

Imagine if he follows me in here! I could suck his dick, or get fucked by him! While my family are outside waiting for me! That would be so hot!

Unfortunately, after a minute or two of waiting he didn't appear, and Sophie gave up on that idea.

She did however stand in front of the mirror at the sink and lifted up her top again, exposing her tits and the writing before taking a photo. Then she went into a cubicle, bent over, and took a photo of the plug in her ass. Right after she sent them to Jacob.

Sophie:

Proof that I did what you told me too. Also, I just flashed my tits at a waiter, he was practically drooling!

She put her phone away, used the toilet, and then headed back to the dinner table. But on her way, she was stopped.

As she was walking past, someone suddenly grabbed her arm.

"Sophie?" She heard a male voice say.

What?

Sophie thought. Her initial thought was it is someone who had seen her videos and photos recognised her, and this made her pussy twitch.

But as she turned and looked, she actually did recognise the man.

"Toby?" She said.

"Yeah!" He replied and leant in for a hug.

Toby was a boy that Sophie went to high school with. To be honest she used to have a massive crush on him, but he never saw her that way. She was too much of a nerd to get much of his attention. Not that Toby was the most handsome guy, but he always seemed nice.

"I haven't seen you in forever." He said.

Once again Sophie massively noted her big tits pressing against another man's chest, but at least this time it wasn't her brothers.

"I know, what are you up to nowadays?" Sophie asked and broke the hug.

He looked down and saw her poking out nipples before returning to eye contact.

"Just working, what about you? You must be at some fancy Uni now, right?" He asked.

"I'm at Manchester." She told him.

"What are you doing back?" Toby asked.

"It's my brother's birthday." Sophie said and pointed towards her family.

Toby looked over and then back at Sophie, once again glancing at her tits with his beautiful blue eyes.

"How long are you back for?" Toby asked her.

"Tonight and tomorrow. I go back to Uni on Monday." Sophie said.

"Well, I know you're probably busy only being back for two nights, but if you are free, do you want to go out for a drink tomorrow, have a catch up?" He asked.

Sophie couldn't stop herself from smiling, and her heart was pounding.

Is he asking me on a date?! I used to want this so badly!

"No, I'm free!" Sophie told him, buzzing with joy.

"Perfect. Are your mum and dad still at the same place?" Toby asked her.

"Yes!" Sophie said again, very, very enthusiastically.

"Great, why don't I pick you up, say 8 tomorrow night?" He asked.

"Sounds great to me. I'll see you then." Sophie said.

Going in for one last hug, she made sure her big tits got properly pressed against him. Then Sophie returned to her table.

"Who was that?" Her mum asked when she sat down.

"You remember Toby from high school?" Sophie told her.

She was so excited that she couldn't hide her smile at all.

"Oh yeah, I remember him." Her mum said.

"He's going to take me out tomorrow, if that's okay?" Sophie asked, looking at both her mother and protective father.

"As long as you're not out too late," Her dad said. "I don't want you getting into any trouble while you're home."

If only you know what I've been getting into at Uni,

Sophie thought and laughed to herself.

--

"No, no, no no!" Sophie moaned as she rubbed at her chest.

A knock appeared on the locked bathroom door.

"Everything okay, sweetie?" Her mum asked from the other side.

"Erm, yeah, all good!" Sophie replied.

She was standing in front of the mirror having just stepped out of the shower only to realise that the marker she used to write on herself was very, very hard to get off! She had been in the shower for nearly 45 minutes, and it had barely come off at all!

She rubbed and she rubbed with a towel, but nothing was working!

Sophie grabbed her phone and saw it was 7.30pm.

I need to get ready! Shit!

It would just have to stay, which really annoyed Sophie as it meant she could only wear clothes that would block out the writing, and it also meant she definitely wasn't taking her top off around him... not that she would have sex on a first date.

Back in her room she put on a skirt, and this one was definitely sluttier than the one she wore with her family. It was grey, not skin tight, but more frilly. But without underwear on, it had the added risk of being blown up by the wind and exposing her. Sophie's pussy twitched at the thought.

Then she grabbed another black t-shirt. This one was a little tighter than the one from the previous night but was still nothing too slutty.

She then put on a pair of black pumps, straightened her hair, and put on a little bit of make-up. Sophie had never been one for lots of make-up, but she wanted to look nicer for her date.

Looking at herself in the mirror, she thought she looked hot! Her nipples were definitely poking through this top, and the outline of her tits were painfully visible, leaving very little to the imagination when it came to her chest.

No way he won't want to fuck me in this.

She grabbed her phone before leaving and saw she had missed a text.

Harry:

Hey beautiful. Not met up in a while. I'm free tonight if you want to come around, say 1am again?

For a second Sophie thought about Harry's big cock fucking her, and she let out a moan. She hadn't cum in nearly 2 days, and that hadn't happened for months now! So, her pussy was really begging for attention.

Sophie:

Sorry, I'm not in the area this weekend. Maybe another night?

With the thought of Harry in her mind, Sophie barely even realised that she had picked up her butt plug and put it at the bottom of her purse.

She then put her phone in her purse and headed downstairs just in time to see Toby pulling up his car outside of their house.

"I'm off, bye!" Sophie shouted as she reached for the front door.

"Wait a second!" Her dad's voice called out, Sophie turned and saw him looking at her. "You're going on a date like that?"

Sophie's face reddened.

"What... what's wrong with it?" Sophie whispered, feeling like a little girl getting told off.

"It's a little... revealing, isn't it?" Her dad scowled.

"It's just what everyone wears now, dad." Sophie told him with her eyes locked on the floor.

"Oh Jim, leave her be." Her mum's voice said in her daughter's defence.

"Hmm." Her dad then huffed and turned to walk away.

Sophie mouthed the words "Thank you" to her mum and then left.

Running down her drive, Sophie's tits were bouncing all over the place until she got into Toby's car.

"Wow, you look amazing." He told her.

Sophie looked at him and saw his eyes glancing down at her tits and thighs, and she realized the skirt had ridden up pretty high.

If only he knew that my pussy was out.

--

The date went well.

Toby took Sophie out for a meal, and he complimented her a lot, calling her pretty or beautiful or sweet. He pulled out her chair for her, paid for the bill, and did everything a gentlemen would do.

It was nice... but so boring.

Even after the meal ended and they sat there with the last of their drinks, Sophie couldn't help but feel like Toby was just too nice.

Sure, he glanced at her hard nipples every now and again, but that was it.

"So how long do you have left of your first year at Uni?" Toby asked.

"Another few months." She told him.

"That's not too long," Toby said with a smile, "Maybe when you're back, we can go out again?"

Sophie looked at him,

I had a crush on this guy for so long, and he wants to take me on a second date... why am I just not interested?

The frustration was boiling up inside of Sophie. This being treated nicely was annoying her more than anything.

"Yeah, that sounds nice," She told him. "I'm just going to the bathroom."

Once in there Sophie looked at herself in the mirror.

He treats me like a nice, good girl. I suppose he has no reason to think otherwise, but I'm not that. I'm a slut... I'm...

Sophie looked at herself in the mirror, and suddenly she slapped herself, hard!

Oooh god,

she grunted and then... slapped herself again even harder! Her face burnt on one side.

That's what I want! To be treated like this, slapped, spat on, fucked like a whore.

Feeling the pain on her cheek lit a fire inside of her. She opened her purse quickly and pulled out the butt plug.