NOTE: Please do read parts 1-4 first, which will explain the set-up here (it won't make much sense else!). My stories are raw/full on - based on the fantasies of myself and some of the submissive sexual women I know.
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Jenna awoke from a fitful sleep of unknown duration, she couldn't tell what time it was as her room was grim and didn't contain any timepieces. She felt rested at least, her body a little refreshed after its efforts. God she stank of stale piss and cum she thought to herself, noticing it for the first time. That just made her horny and wet again, which made her feel such a nasty skank, which just fuelled her libido even more, in an endless cycle. She had long ago realised her dark sexual desires took her far from vanilla sex, and she craved the dirty feeling of being humiliated and used; to give herself completely to someone else's control, someone who had a nasty imagination. There was something extremely liberating about giving up all decision making, all control, trusting someone else to use her body as their toy.
Looking around the room, she spied her small pile of allowed possessions and decided she better retouch her lipstick. As she was doing so, she heard the door open and guessed correctly that she had been watched on screen.
"Good morning my slut. I hope you slept well?" I asked her, the acrid smell of the filth making my nose twitch.
"Yes master." She replied. Her slightly flushed cheeks showing she was already excited thinking about what was to come on her second day.
"Good. You will need all your energy today. You have pleased me, and my friends so far, but you have had it a little easy. This morning you will be pushed, tested fully," I promised her, helping her up and into my arms, so I could look into her eyes.
"I won't let you down," she whispered, biting her bottom lip in a way she knew would drive me crazy.
"Good, well first start by putting these back on," I tell her, dropping a carrier bag before her.
Jenna pulled out the piss soaked underwear she had worn only hours before, and pulled on the cold knickers, then clipped the bra back in place, pushing her large breasts up in a way she knew guys loved.
"And here, something to go with them," I said, handing over a red and white checked short skirt, and flimsy white blouse.
Jenna could see it was a cheap and slutty outfit probably bought from a sex shop, so she played the part and tied the blouse up under her tits and left the upper buttons undone to expose her milky white full tits. Partnered with the pleated skirt which only just covered her bum, she looked very much the porn star college girl look.
I completed my slut's outfit with her collar, turning her around so I could buckle it around her neck, reminding her she was owned while in my company. She wasn't my lover or my mistress, she was my toy, my plaything, and that's exactly what we both wanted.
"Ready?" I asked her, clipping the black leash to the o-ring on her collar.
She nodded and took a deep breath, not knowing exactly what to expect, but pussy tingling with excitement.
"Come with me then," I told her, leading her with her dog leash, guiding her through the door and down a corridor, then up dusty stairs to a larger room she'd not seen before.
It had large double doors which I pushed open, to reveal an old theatre room, most of the original machines removed, but the large lights left, which illuminated a pile of mattresses, covered in plastic sheeting. We had created a bed of sorts which would put Jenna at the right height to easily fuck her while standing up, the bright lights would not only light everything for the multiple cameras but also keep us warm, if not hot.
The big room still seemed a little claustrophobic, as it contained all the ten men who had signed up to the adventure. And they all stood around in a naked circle, stroking their cocks.
"Well, what are you waiting for slut? Go taste their cocks!" I urge her, pulling her forward using her lead, knowing the site of all those cocks will have her pussy flowing like the bitch on heat she was.
Jenna sank to her knees in front of the closest anonymous guy, grasping his hot prick in her small hands, treating him to her lapping tongue. She could hear his moans as she sucked the tip, rewarded with his sweet and salty pre-cum. She only had seconds sucking his cock before she was roughly pulled to another larger slab of meat, forced down on it till she choked and gasped for air.
Cock after cock fought for her attention for the next ten minutes, she was surrounded by horny men all wanting to feel her skilled mouth on them. She explored everyone multiple times, lapping at the underside of their swollen cock heads, sucking them deep, sucking on their balls, tongue sometimes finding their puckered arseholes as she rimmed them while wanking their cocks in both hands. Her lipstick was smudged all over her face, which was sticky and wet with pre-cum and her own saliva, which drooled down her chin and streamed down her tits. He cheeks flushed with excitement, and the shame of humiliation as her captors laughed and high-fived each other, openly discussing what a whore she was, and comparing her to other nasty sluts. She had the twisted urge to show them she was the best, the dirtiest slut they'd ever meet, and it made her try to please them all the harder, throwing her head forwards with more effort, forcing cocks down her throat as she gargled and choked them down deep.
"Hold her!" I shout, breaking the spell.
Jenna came back to the world as if from a sexual daze, all her senses were overloaded from the smell and feel of cocks, and she was in heaven. She felt hands grab hold of her arms roughly, pulling her to face her master. Someone also grabbed the back of her head by her hair, pulling hard to force her to look up.
Her master held her lipstick, and she watched as he stepped forward, writing something on her forehead, which had those around her laughing.
"Marked as a slut should be," I laughed, then after writing 'slut' across her head, I put a W and H to the left of her mouth, then the R and E to the other side, leaving her mouth as the O. "And a whore too it seems. Open that dirty mouth slut, and keep it open," I ordered.
Jenna could see a glint in my eye which warned her not to risk my wrath by not complying, which itself made her shiver in anticipation. She opened her mouth wide and looked up into her master's eyes. She could see him come close towards her as if to kiss her, but then suddenly he spat, straight into her mouth, she could feel it land on her tongue. The humiliation and shame burned her cheeks, and to her even bigger shame, her pussy became a river, she couldn't control how much it turned her on, and her body betrayed her, as another guy took her master's place and spat in her face, missing her open mouth. His spit dripped down her as another came forward, egged on by the others laughs, this time adding to the slime in her mouth.
She heard her master order her not to swallow, so she meekly kneeled there, as one after another they came forward add to the nasty mess, spitting on their submissive cum slut. She shut her eyes as they all stood around and spat, again and again, her eyelids, cheeks, nose, lips and mouth covered in saliva. Her mouth started to fill with their offerings, almost making her gag, so instead, she concentrated in the warmth generating in her cunt, feeling drops running down her thighs even though she had the knickers on.
"Enough!" I barked, enjoying the sight of my slut absolutely covered in a nasty mess. I stepped in close, crouching down next to her so close I could smell the men's pre-cum on her, through the stale piss. "Now swallow it all slut," I whispered to her, reaching down to slide my hand up her dress, to stroke my finger over her wet lace covered pussy, amazed at how wet and hot she obviously was. I watched her struggle to obey and could tell she was almost sick as she took several attempted to swallow it all down, opening her mouth to show me she had succeeded.
"Good, very good," I praised. "Stand up!"
Jenna got to her feet with her master helping, her head replaying the feeling of all that spit sliding down her throat like the biggest load of cum. She'd never felt so dirty and shamed, and knew she wanted more, wanted to continue to the depths of depravity.