Hannah lay sprawled on her bed, still feeling exhausted physically and emotionally despite the nap she'd taken. She'd showered thoroughly, even gone and had something to eat, but felt she could still taste pussy and piss on her lips. And whether it was real or imagined, she could still smell the lingering scents of dog shampoo and piss. She wanted to curl back up and go back to sleep, to try and forget the degradation she'd faced that day as well as the way her pussy had reacted to it all. She knew she was every bit the kinky, submissive slut that everyone else was using her as, but still struggled a lot with accepting it fully.
"Fuck, what am I doing?" she murmured into the empty room. She twisted her naked body around, rolling over to stare at the open door to her dorm room. Per Lexie's orders it remained that way at all times. Unless Lexie was around and wanted it shut for some reason. Otherwise it was always open for anyone to wander in, take her, and use her however they wanted. Fuck her right there in the room on her bed. Watch her performing as she fucked herself on her live cam stream. Or have her follow them back to their own room to play. Hannah was a pleasure doll, a sex toy, a plaything. Or, as Leslie and the others loved to call her now, a fuckdoll. And her body loved it all. Her pussy twitched and leaked at the thought of every dirty, degrading experience, every humiliating task set for her. Her body craved the abused, wanted more, to be pushed farther and farther, to see just how far she could go. Her mind, though, still fought against it at times, longing for the boring, "normal" days she'd had before when she was just another average college freshman. She glanced at her backpack, sitting almost forgotten against in a corner by her desk. Once upon a time, she'd been getting dressed daily and running to class, worried about papers and chapters to read, thinking about late study sessions or weekend parties with friends.
Her phone suddenly buzzed nearby, pulling Hannah from her thoughts. A new message from Lexie, reminding her of the unknown night ahead. "Don't forget, 9pm sharp. Don't keep us waiting."
A knot tightened in Hannah's stomach as she stared at the words. "Us"...which meant that this was going to be another night of being used by multiple people. Being a puppet for everyone's pleasure. The anticipation sent a conflicting surge of anxiety but also a rush of excitement. She stared at the messages from Lexie, the address and the reminder, and without thinking found her hand trailing down her naked body, brushing over her skin, and seeking out the wetness between her legs. Hannah moaned softly as she slid two fingers first along the outside of her pussy and then slipping them inside. Her mind raced, imagining the degradation to come.
Thoughts of being used by multiple people sent a rush of excitement through her body that made her pussy spasm and squeeze her fingers. Her eyes flickered closed as she began to fuck herself more aggressively, moaning louder, imagining the scene to come later tonight. Lexie and whoever else was there would have their way with her, using her for their pleasure. Images flashed through her mind as she pumped her fingers faster in and out. In her head she saw herself surrounded by a group, hands all over her naked body. Her mouth, pussy, and ass used repeatedly by multiple cocks, toys, objects. She heard the dirty names, the taunting, the laughter at her expense and her pussy got even wetter as she continued to fuck herself harder.
It was what she wanted, what her body craved. To be taken, used, and degraded. She moaned even louder, not caring who heard, her hips rocking with each thrust of her fingers inside of her wet pussy. The thought of being at their mercy made her pussy clench around her fingers in anticipation.
Her orgasm approached quickly, the tension in her body building to a breaking point. She began to moan louder and louder, her free hand grabbing at one of her nipples and twisting it cruelly.
With a loud cry, she came hard, her pussy clenching as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. Her body shook as she cried out in ecstasy, every muscle tensing and releasing as she continued to work her fingers in and out. Finally starting to come down from her orgasm, Hannah gasped for air and lay spent on her bed. She reluctantly pulled her fingers out of her soaked pussy, licking them clean before slowly rolling to the side of her bed and standing up.
She glanced at the time on her phone and decided she'd better get herself ready. Legs still shaking from her orgasm, Hannah grabbed her shower caddy and headed up the hall to grab a quick shower. Thankful to get in and out of the shower and then back to her room without being sidetracked into anyone's room, Hannah finished drying off and looked through her clothes, unsure of what to wear.
She figured whatever she chose, she wouldn't be wearing it for much of the night, and Lexie hadn't specified any outfit requirements, so Hannah settled on something comfortable. Forgoing any panties or a bra, she slipped on a pair of leggings, t-shirt, and hoodie, grabbed her things, and headed out of her room and up the hallway towards the elevators.
The drive to the address was a blur, her mind a whirlwind of conflicting emotions, fear, excitement, shame, all intermingling and impossible to untangle. She parked her car, her heart beating faster as she nervously approached the door. Taking one last deep breath, she raised her hand and knocked.
The door swung open a minute or two later, and there stood Lexie, her hair disheveled, a drunken grin plastered across her face. "Hannah! You came!" she exclaimed, her words slurring slightly. Without hesitation, Lexie's arms wrapped around Hannah, pulling her into a sloppy kiss that tasted of wine.
"Lexie, wait..." Hannah tried to protest when she could pull back slightly from Lexie's kiss. She quickly found herself cut off as Lexie pressed her mouth back against Hannah's, her tongue slipping past Hannah's lips as her hands roamed eagerly over Hannah's body. Finally pulling back, Lexie slid one hand up to give Hannah's nipple a light tweak.
"Come on in my little slut," Lexie laughed, leaning in and nipping at Hannah's earlobe. "I've been waiting for this all night." With a firm grip, she tugged Hannah inside, closing the door behind them with a thud that made Hannah jump slightly.
"You ready for some fun?" Lexie asked, her eyes sparkling with wildness.
"Umm...what kinda fun," Hannah almost whispered as she allowed herself to be led further into the dimly lit apartment, her heart racing with every step.
Lexie paused and looked back at Hannah, bringing her hand up and sliding her fingers lightly along the curve of Hannah's jaw. "Hannah, babe," she almost purred, "tonight's going to be epic. Aaron's here, and he's been dying to meet you."
Hannah's eyes widened slightly at the mention of Lexie's boyfriend. She'd met him a few times here and there, but hadn't spent any significant time around him. He was Lexie's boyfriend but beyond that she realized she didn't know much else about him.
"Aaron?" Hannah asked, not quite sure what to make of the information. She'd been mentally preparing herself for another night of being used by a parade of unknown people. Now she wasn't sure what to expect.
"Yep," Lexie confirmed with a devilish wink. "I've been telling him all about you and of course he's heard all the stories going around campus. We'd been talking about a threesome for a while but until you there really wasn't anyone I felt comfortable joining us. Don't worry, sweet thing. You'll love it. It's nothing like...well, you know." A knowing glance hinted at Hannah's past humiliations, but there was an odd reassurance in Lexie's tone that made Hannah's heart do a hesitant dance of curiosity and desire.
"Okay," Hannah murmured, knowing she'd be joining in whether she wanted to or not.
"Good...well what are you waiting for, get out of those clothes." Lexie smiled. Hannah hesitated for a second before kicking off her shoes. She grabbed the bottom of her hoodie and lifted it up over her head, pulling it off and handing it over to Lexie. Her t-shirt followed, her nipples instantly hardening in the cool air. Lastly, Hannah hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her leggings and slipped them down her legs, stepping out of them.
"Beautiful. No underwear? Such a slut. I think someone was expecting to be naked and get fucked." Lexie grinned. She stepped back to admire Hannah's exposed form, her eyes roaming hungrily.
Lexie dropped Hannah's clothes on a nearby chair and took her hand, leading her farther into the apartment. The air seemed to thicken as they approached the bedroom door and Hannah swallowed hard as Lexie pushed the door open with a flourish.
"Look who I brought, Aaron," Lexie announced, her voice laced with pride. "The sexiest, dirtiest little slut on campus."
Aaron was reclining on the bed, he grinned at the sight of Hannah, not attempting to hide it as his eyes explored her naked body.
