Chapter 1 -- Getting to know you and myself!!!
Hi everyone, my name is Pia; I would like to tell you my story of how I went from a respectable young lady to (in my mind) one of the world's most disgusting sluts. First, let me tell you a little about myself. I am now 21 years old, I just turned 21 last month. This all started about three years ago. I am short, only 4 foot 11 inches tall, and weigh just under 50kg. Thanks to my father's Latino side, I am blessed with extremely prominent, perky DD tits that sit up remarkably high on my chest despite their almost laughably huge appearance on my tiny frame, large (ish) pink nipples centered on the upward slope of my breasts; and a surprisingly firm ass that has a nice shape, despite my Asian (from my mother's) side. My waist is tiny; most grown men can easily get both hands to touch around my waist; delightful (or so I've been told) legs and small dainty feet. My face looks quite similar to that of Ariana Grande, only a hundred times more innocent, with full pouty lips, large chocolate brown eyes with a nice upward slant, and long, lustrous black hair that falls below my waist.
As I said, my story started about three years ago, just before my eighteenth birthday. My father got a huge promotion with his company, but this necessitated our family (mother, father, and myself--I'll keep our names out of it to protect the guilty!!!) Moving to Sao Paulo. My father's promotion came with a raft of benefits, including a huge apartment on the top floor of one of the most desirable complexes in the city. Yes, I'm boasting--sue me...
The apartment has everything; each room has a spectacular view of something; mine looked out over the city from my private balcony with its own step-down jacuzzi tub big enough for 4 people (or 8 if friendly). My balcony was relatively private, but there were, as I discovered later, quite a few places that allowed one to view everything that occurred there. My room was huge, with massive floor-to-ceiling windows that let in the morning light and allowed unobstructed views into my room from the rooftop bar a few streets away. My room was completely open plan, the bathroom separated by a large glass enclosure that I was told could be made opaque with the flip of a switch. I only used this feature once or twice. This feature was what ultimately led to my debasement and my ultimate situation as Sao Paulo's nastiest whore.
Most normal people would be horrified by these epitaphs, but I am not so much. Deep down, I always had some extreme kinks, nothing I would have ever let out if it weren't for Pablo (again, I changed the name to keep the guilty parties out of the view of the law). My kinks ran to things like hardcore extreme gang bangs, pee play, fisting, anal, non-consent / reluctance, DAP, TAP, body modification, trans, and incest, just to name a few. Like I said, at the beginning, no one really knew anything about me, especially my family; I even tried to tell myself that I wasn't like this, but it didn't work.
After a few weeks of being in this new city, I was working hard on my online degree in business law (following in my father's footsteps), spending quite a bit of time at the city's library (yes, I am fluent in Spanish, Chinese, English, Japanese and of course Portuguese). I met a few people at this time, but no one who would be classed as a close friend; I was not the most social person and a bit of a recluse at the time, so I didn't want to make many friends. One person who I would say I became closest to was Pablo; he was working at the coffee shop downstairs of my apartment and also worked part-time delivering food for those like me, too lazy to cook or go out.
Over the few weeks I had been there, it became obvious that Pablo was interested in me sexually; the Brazilians are quite known for their open attitude to sex after all, he was just 18, tall, and an absolutely beautiful specimen of a man, perfect (I thought) physique, good manners, and I thought completely unaware of his good looks and attractiveness to the opposite sex.
I had gotten into the habit of not bothering with the privacy screen feature in my bathroom. After all, no one ever came into my room, and, I thought, no one could see in, so why bother? Also, there is something very freeing about parading around naked, showering, sleeping, etc. It got to the point that I barely wore clothes around the apartment, even when my parents were there. I even exercised naked right next to the window on my balcony.
My hygiene routine was always in the evening when the sun was setting, right after my exercise and yoga. I thought nothing of it, merely taking in the view of the sunsetting. I only realized something was amiss when Pablo came around to deliver my sushi dinner and commented that I had missed yesterday's exercise session (I had bad period pains, so I skipped a day). I didn't clock this at the time; only about half an hour after finishing my meal, I was soaking my tired self in the hot tub. How the hell did he know I missed the session?
I called him up to ask, and when he answered, it sounded like he was at a party, with loud thumping music and people screaming; oddly enough, they were screaming for some girl to show them her tits or pussy. Was he at a strip bar? They were very common in this area, after all. I noticed that all the baying for this girl to reveal herself had sparked an interest in my body, my nipples hardening and a pleasant tingling between my legs.
When Pablo got somewhere I could finally hear him over the crowd; I asked how he knew. His answer was long in coming with a heavy pause before he started to stammer something or other, nothing that made sense over the phone. After a minute or so of this, he told me he would come over tomorrow and explain, then hung up on me!!! Nothing I could do now, so I tossed the phone aside and decided to watch some porn on the outside monitor, I didn't do this often, but the catcalling I overheard got me excited.
I navigated to my favorite site and found some videos of young Asian girls getting their pussies and asses destroyed by fairly large groups of big black men with huge, at least 10 -- 12" monster-thick cocks. One girl on video, in particular, looked somewhat like me, only with tiny tits and, what I thought, was a messy hairy bush; mine was kept perfectly clear. There was no hair anywhere on my body below my neck; I used a cream to ensure there was nothing, not even stubble. The cream I used would, if used more than 4 or 5 times, destroy all hair follicles, meaning that no hair could ever grow back; needless to say, I had used this cream way more than 5 times at this point.
I found that the water was drying out my pussy, making it hard to enjoy the sensations my fingers were producing. I paused the screen; interestingly enough, the tiny-titted porn star was in the process of trying to stuff a second massively thick dong up her ass while another girl had her fist up to her wrist in her snatch.
I decided to go and get a few toys to help out. Feeling deliciously kinky, I decided to have a long 'session' out on the balcony. I got out of the tub and put the padded cover over it. This cover was thickly padded in the same material that yacht cushions are made from, meaning it could get very wet without damage. This, to me, was going to be a very useful addition to my fun.
I gathered a few of my toys and added the new, 11" long monster-shaped dildo I had delivered recently but had not had the courage to try up to this point. The thing was scary at a little over 4" in diameter on average and thickening up to near 6" at the base if you could get down it that far anyway!
My toys consisted of a large tub of lube, two nipple clamps that were not very strong but had a vibrate function, a number of increasingly larger dildos, my anal beads, a string of 5 that started the size of a marble and get bigger until the last, slightly larger than a golf ball and my gag, I didn't want someone to call the police or something, I was a screamer when engaging in ass play.
I knew I would be clean back there as my nightly routine after exercising was to give myself a daily enema. I had read years ago when I was researching ways to keep hygienically clean during your period, that daily enemas had a number of beneficial results, something that I found an additional benefit to years later when I started diddling my own ass.