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Girl For The Goths Pt 15

Girl For The Goths Pt 15

by sweetlittlefrea7
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Hannah's eyes fluttered open, her mind hazy and body aching. The events of the previous day flooded back to her like a torrent of filth, the humiliation, the degradation, and the unyielding pleasure. Her sheets were in disarray, and her roommate, Lexie, was nowhere to be found. Sunlight streamed through the window of their dorm room, casting a harsh glow on the scene of last night's debauchery.

With a long sigh, Hannah pulled herself up out of Lexie's bed, stretching and groaning at the soreness in her body. She wanted badly to climb back in bed and go back to sleep, but something inside fought back. Before she could change her mind, she grabbed her shower caddy and towel and headed up the hallway to the bathroom. Passing some of the other girls from the dorm, Hannah found herself dropping her eyes and staring at the floor.

Hannah could almost feel the eyes of the other girls on her exposed body as she walked. Some gave her a quick nod or half-hearted "good morning", while others made comments about her body or called out names like "slut" or "bitch." None of it felt particularly mean, but still reminded Hannah of her place within the dorm community now.

As Hannah got closer to the showers she noticed Sienna walking towards her with a wicked-looking grin. Without warning, Sienna put her hand up to block Hannah's path and pressed it against her chest, pushing Hannah back against the cold, tiled wall. Their eyes locked as Sienna took her free hand and roughly shoved it between Hannah's thighs, causing a sharp gasp. Sienna's fingers slid into Hannah's pussy, causing her to moan softly in pleasure. She started to pump them in and out, her eyes locked on Hannah's face the entire time as she pressed her against the wall, finger-fucking her.

"That's it, slut," Sienna grinned. "Cum for me right here. I want to hear your moans echoing up the hall."

Hannah whimpered and moaned, her cheeks flushed, as Sienna continued to fuck her. She felt her legs trembling as her body crept closer and closer to orgasm. Groaning, she pushed her hips forward, meeting Sienna's fingers with each thrust.

"Fuck yes," Sienna growled, loving the sounds of Hannah's pleasure. "Cum for me you dirty little bitch. You love this, don't you? You love being a toy for people to play with."

Hannah could barely respond, her breath ragged as she nodded her head and moaned. She let out another loud moan, sucking in air and then crying out, as she came hard. Sienna continued to fuck her as her body writhed and trembled against the wall. Once Hannah's orgasm started to fade, Sienna gave a couple more hard thrusts and then slid her fingers out, bringing them up to Hannah's mouth.

"Lick them clean, slut." she ordered. "Taste your pussy. I know you love it."

Hannah obediently opened her mouth, taking Sienna's fingers in and licking them clean. Satisfied, Sienna pulled her fingers away and stepped back. "Good girl," she said, dismissing her with a flick to her nose. "Now go get clean so you're all set for the next person to use you."

Hannah stumbled away, her legs rubbery, feeling both embarrassed and turned on. She went into the bathroom and passed several other girls in the process of getting ready for their day. Ignored, she got to a shower stall and sighed contentedly as she finally stepped under the hot water. She let the water beat down on her, her eyes closed as she thought about Sienna and all the other girls in the dorm. She really was nothing but a toy for others to use. The thought brought a small smile to her face. She scrubbed herself clean, wondering what else the day would bring.

Hannah arrived back in her room to find Lexie, back from her early class, standing by Hannah's dresser. A large plastic bin was sitting on the floor and Lexie was busy pulling all of Hannah's panties out, examining them, and tossing most into the bin.

"Hey baby," she said with a grin. "Going through your underwear for you. Like any good little slut, you're not going to be wearing any most of the time. So there's no need to keep these." She waved a hand at a small pile she'd placed on Hannah's bed. Hannah could see they were all tiny thongs or skimpy lace bikinis. "These few should be ok. I think they're slutty enough. And you gotta have a few pairs for camming."

Hannah nodded in acceptance, knowing there was no need to argue. "What are you going to do with those?" she asked, pointing towards the bin.

"Oh these," Lexie laughed. "I thought we could sell these. Have you wear each pair for a day while I edge the everloving fuck out of that pussy. Then drop them in a ziploc baggie and sell them to your adoring fans."

Hannah stared in shock, unable to find anything to say. Lexie smirked, seeing the expression on Hannah's face. "Aw come on baby," she said. "Your fans will love it. Like giving them a little piece of you. Plus...extra money for buying more fun things to fuck you with."

Hannah finally shook her head. "Ok...just...I mean...yeah...ok."

Lexie laughed, walked over, and pulled Hannah close, giving her a kiss while squeezing her ass. "What are you up to today, anyway? Did Leslie text? Are you heading out somewhere to get yourself fucked?"

"Um...n.no nothing like that. I just. I dunno I thought I'd try to actually get to some of my classes today."

"Oh wow," Lexie smiled, looking Hannah up and down. "Well that's cool, baby. I admire you trying to keep up with that with everything else going on. Ok well we need to get you something to wear then."

Lexie opened up a few of Hannah's drawers, searching through the clothes and finally pulling out some of the skimpy things they'd recently purchased. "Hmm, yeah I think this cute little skirt will be perfect on you." She held up a tiny black mini that barely covered Hannah's ass. "And this top?" She pulled out a thin white blouse. "Perfect for everyone to see those cute nipples."

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Hannah blushed, feeling excited but nervous as she looked at the outfit Lexie had picked. Without a doubt she'd be drawing attention to herself going across campus in that. She knew that was the point though.

"Lex...it's a little cold out, though." she tried. "I'm going to freeze in just that. Can I maybe at least take a jacket or something else?"

Lexie laughed, giving Hannah a quick, playful swat on the ass. "Aww baby, if you can't handle a little bit of cold in the interest of looking smoking hot, then I don't know what to tell you. Besides, we want everyone to see you in all your slutty glory. Can't have you covering up. Plus, it'll have those nipples hard as fuck.

Hannah hesitated another moment before sighing and relenting. She knew there was really no use arguing. "Fine," she muttered, reaching out for the outfit.

"Perfect," Lexie grinned, clapping her hands. "You get those on. I'm going to grab a couple things to finish your outfit."

Hannah slipped into the tiny skirt, pulling it up and looking in embarrassment at the amount of her ass cheeks that were showing. The thin top was loose-fitting at least, but nearly see-through, with Hannah's nipples clearly visible. She walked to the mirror and looked at herself, seeing a complete slut staring back.

"Oh you look fucking sexy," Lexie said, moving up beside her. "Just a couple last things. Here, put this on. I saw this and knew it would be perfect for you." She handed Hannah a thin, hot pink leather collar with the word "Slut" on the front in white rhinestones. Hannah stared at it, wondering how she could possibly wear that out in public. Seeing Hannah's hesitation, Lexie pulled the collar from her hands and quickly brought it up, fastening it around her neck. "That looks amazing on you, baby," she said. "Let's everyone know exactly what you are. There were some other options but I felt like this one was perfect."

Hannah stared at herself in the mirror. She couldn't believe what she was wearing, or that she was actually about to head out across campus in it. She'd been set on trying to have a mostly normal day, just go to class like any other college freshman. And now she knew there was no chance she'd be able to just blend in and go unnoticed. As she reached up to adjust the collar around her neck, Lexie returned with one more accessory, holding up a large, silver, gleaming butt plug. "Ok slut, bend over and let's get that ass all filled. I know how much you hate not being stuffed."

"Yes, Lexie," Hannah whispered, bending over reluctantly and lifting her skirt up a little. She gasped as Lexie easily slid the plug into her pussy, wiggling and twisting it around inside her.

"Gotta get it all lubed up first, baby," she laughed. "Unless you want me ramming it in your ass dry I mean." She twisted it a few more times and pumped it in and out, fucking Hannah slowly with it and enjoying the quiet moans it caused. Once she was satisfied the plug would be wet enough, she slid it out and brought it up to circle around Hannah's asshole before pushing it slowly in. Hannah whimpered slightly feeling the plug slip into place, her ass squeezing down on the narrow stem once the largest part was in her.

"There you go, beautiful," Lexie cooed, patting Hannah's ass once the plug was fully in. "Hold still a second for me though." Hannah waited, holding her pose until Lexie gave her another pat on the ass. "Ok you can stand up. You look amazing, I can't wait for everyone to see you today." She held her phone out to Hannah then, turning the screen so that Hannah could see the picture on it showing her bare ass. The plug was immediately noticeable, its bright pink fake gem standing out. "Good one for your cam profile, slut." Lexie grinned.

Hannah blushed looking at the picture but had to admit, it looked hot. She looked down at herself again and then towards the mirror, feeling exposed and humiliated but also incredibly turned on. The outfit, the collar, and now the plug filling her ass all made her feel like a complete slut. She knew she was going to get quite a few stares going across campus. "Ok I guess if I'm going to do this I should probably get going." Feeling slightly ridiculous and very much non-academic, she picked up her backpack and turned to head out the door.

Before she could leave, Lexie grabbed her hand and tugged her close, wrapping her arms around her and giving her a deep kiss. "Have a great day, Hannah. I'm serious. You look amazing. You're a slut, yeah. But own it. This is you. Embrace it. You're fucking amazing, girl." She gave Hannah one more deep lingering kiss before sending her on her way with a hard swat to her ass.

Hannah was feeling confident but also extremely self-conscious as she left her dorm. She knew how slutty she looked, could feel the plug shifting in her ass as she walked and the collar around her neck that blatantly labeled her for anyone to see. One guy walking into the dorm as she was on her way out had done a double-take, his eyes widening as he saw the collar, her outfit, and her very visible hard nipples poking through her shirt. Hannah bit her lip and stared straight ahead, feeling her pussy twitch and her ass clench around the plug as she felt a rush of excitement.

She continued across campus, the cool air hitting her and making her nipples even harder. Hannah could feel the cool air against her wet pussy and it served to drive home her position. She was a slut, blatantly displayed for everyone to see. She could feel the lingering stares and notice the second looks from other students as she walked. Unable to do anything about the looks or the comments she'd catch part of as she walked, Hannah kept her focus on getting to class.

Reaching her first class, Hannah tried to quickly find a seat while ignoring the lecture hall full of other students all seemingly watching her. She sat towards the back, settling in and feeling the plug in her ass shift as she tried to get comfortable. She could feel the guy to her right looking at her, taking quick glances at her exposed thighs, her chest, the collar. She squirmed in her seat, the plug making her moan slightly as it moved inside her.

Class finally got started, with Professor Stevens arriving and diving right into the lecture. Hannah quickly felt lost after missing several classes and not completing the required reading assignments. Her professor, a heavy middle-aged man who wore bowties and thick glasses, droned on about the day's lecture topic. Hannah tried to take notes, but her mind kept drifting to other things. She found herself thinking about her camming, Lexie, wondering when she'd be hit with another degrading experience from Leslie and her cohorts. She could feel the plug inside of her, the collar around her neck, and the wetness between her legs as she clenched her thighs together.

As class ended, and the other students rushed out, Hannah hung back, slowly collecting her things. Professor Stevens stopped her as she headed toward the door.

"Miss Thompson, a word please. You missed quite a few classes," he said, rearranging his papers and packing up his bag. "Care to tell me why?"

Hannah bit her lip, feeling her face heat up. "I...I'm sorry, sir," she said, keeping her eyes on the floor. "Things have just been...a little crazy and...I've been struggling some and...."

Professor Stevens sighed heavily, "There's no need to make up any excuses, Miss Thompson. I'm not stupid, or blind. Every year there's always a few freshmen girls who get to school, get some freedom, and go off the deep end. Partying and forgetting their classes usually. I know all about you, Miss Thompson. I've heard some things. And I've seen your little online shows. I've half a mind to fail you right now. However, I think we can make an arrangement. I'll overlook your missing class. And I have no doubts you'd fail any exams you manage to show up for. So you're going to have to earn your grade with extra credit if you expect to pass this class."

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Hannah's heart leapt into her throat, her stomach dropping. "Oh fuck, he knows about the cam shows?" she thought. "And what all has he heard?"

"So...extra credit" he continued, his voice dripping with lust. "I think we both know you wouldn't find time to do anything...academic. I'm willing to help you out... if you're willing to help me."

Hannah's mind raced and she stood, frozen, unsure what to say or do. Professor Stevens's eyes roamed up and down her body as he stood watching her.

"Well, Miss Thompson?" he asked. "I don't have all day. And I'm sure you have places to be. If you're serious about earning a better grade, let's head over to my office."

Hannah hesitated before peeling her eyes from the ground, looking up, and giving him a small nod. She followed Professor Stevens out of the lecture hall and up to his office where he opened the door and stepped aside to let her walk in.

Like any other professor's office Hannah had been in, the space seemed small and cluttered. She heard him close and lock the door behind them and jumped a little as he moved past her and dropped his bag on a nearby chair.

"Now," he began, "like I said, I have other classes soon, so we'll have to make this quick. Don't think this is just a one and done though."

Hannah watched as he started to unbuckle his belt and undo his pants, dropping them down. If she wasn't feeling a mixture of excitement, vulnerability, and helplessness, the site would be almost comical. His pants pooled around his ankles with his stomach drooping down at his waist, his shirt hanging down and covering his crotch. He reached down and slipped his hardening cock out of his boxers and Hannah knew what was expected.

Taking a deep breath, she moved closer and slowly dropped down to her knees in front of him. She reached up and started to slowly stroke his cock, feeling it pulse and grow harder in her hand. Her heart raced as she leaned forward, taking his cock into her mouth. It wasn't particularly big and she easily took him deep. She felt his hands on her head as he pushed her down, her nose pressing up into his thick patch of unkempt pubic hair.

Hannah closed her eyes and began to suck, swirling her tongue around his cock as she bobbed her head up and down. She could hear his moans above her and knew he wasn't going to last long. He started to grunt and moan louder, thrusting himself against her face as she kept sucking. She could feel his cock throbbing against her tongue and knew he was close. Suddenly with one last loud grunt, he grabbed her head and held her tight as spurt after spurt of hot cum filled her mouth. Hannah swallowed quickly, gagging slightly at the taste of his cum as she sucked him dry.

When she'd finished, she sat back on her heels, wiping her mouth with the palm of her hand and looking up at him. Professor Stevens stood for a minute, panting, before regaining some composure. "Well..." he said, trying to pull himself together. "That...that should be ok for this week Miss Thompson." He bent to grab his pants, quickly pulling them up and starting to adjust himself. "You'd better get going now though. We'll discuss further arrangements later."

Hannah stood, licking her lips and wanting to get to a water fountain to wash the taste of him out of her mouth. "Yes, Professor," she mumbled as she picked up her backpack and turned to leave. Stepping into the hallway, she stopped to gulp down some water at a nearby fountain before heading towards the stairs. She had another class soon and debated skipping it, the taste of Professor Stevens's cum still lingering in her mouth.

Class with Professor Morris seemed to drag on. Hannah sat thinking about the encounter with Professor Stevens, the taste of his cum still lingering as she shifted in her seat. She caught him looking her way several times and knew he was probably thinking about having her bent over in his office while fucking her. The thought made her smile slightly and clench her thighs together, her pussy twitching. "What the fuck is wrong with me?" she thought.

As class came to an end, Hannah started to file out with the rest of the class but was stopped as Professor Morris called out to her. "Miss Thompson, a minute please."

She stopped by his desk, watching as the rest of the class left until it was just the two of them. After he'd put away his class notes, he finally looked her way, his eyes exploring her body. Finally, he pointed towards a door towards the back of the classroom. "In there, please. Now."

Hannah hesitated for a moment before walking to the door and going inside what turned out to be a small supply room. Professor Morris slid in behind her, closing the door. The smell of paper and other school supplies filled the air as he pressed up behind her.

"Bend over, slut. We don't have much time but you can't expect to show up to my class looking like that and not get used. I'm sure that was your plan all along."

Hannah obeyed quickly, moving towards a nearby plastic chair and bending forward over the back, grabbing the legs. She held in position, her legs spread apart, as she felt him move up behind her and heard him undoing his pants.

"That's a good girl," he muttered approvingly as he lifted her skirt up. "This is a nice touch, slut," he said with a grin as he tapped the base of the butt plug. Hannah whimpered softly as he pressed on the base and gave it another tap. Without any further warning, she felt the tip of his cock on her pussy and then he was thrusting into her.

She gasped at the sudden intrusion, biting her lip to keep from crying out. He pushed in and out of her roughly, his hands gripping her hips tightly. The sounds of his pants and flesh slapping against her filled the room as he took her. Hannah's head dropped even lower, her pussy gripping his cock as she moaned. She felt dirty, used, and absolutely slutty.

He fucked her hard, his fingers digging into her skin as he held her hips. Hannah whimpered and moaned, loving every minute of it. "Fuck me harder," Hannah whispered breathlessly. "Use me."

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