Sorry for the long delay, but here is part 7. I hope you like it!!
A different kind of extra credit, Part 7 scslutforcock@gmail.com
After Randy used me like the slut I had become and left, I scrambled over to close the door behind him. My face was still covered in Master's cum, and now had my spit and some of Randy's cum added to it. I really could not believe how cheap and low I felt. Slowly, I made my way to the bathroom and took a hot shower. As humiliated as I felt, I still couldn't bring myself to cry about it. I had put myself in this position. It was my own fault for being so stupid.
Eventually I realized I should check my phone, so I turned off the shower, dried off, and dressed again in a new thong, this time a deep navy blue color. I hadn't received any text, so I just sat on the couch and tried to get some work done. My eyes kept being drawn to the paper bag on the ottoman, but I knew better than to open it. It just wasn't worth the risk.
After about 4 hours of work, I finally gave up and decided to just watch tv. Even with my current situation, I quickly started falling back to old habits though. Watching HBO probably wasn't the best idea. Especially when the blonde in the movie ended up bent over and fucked from behind. I couldn't help myself and started rubbing my panty covered cock, thinking how good it would feel to buried in her tight pussy. For a moment I forgot that I was more likely to be in her position, and just enjoyed the thought of reaching up and grabbing a handful of her hair while I fucked her. The fantasy was short lived though, as I heard someone coming up the steps. I quickly turned off the tv, climbed off the couch and knelt in the middle of the room. My Master came in seconds later and laughed at me obediently kneeling there.
"Glad to see you're starting to figure out your place slut. Hopefully we won't have any more issues like we did earlier. Looks like you've been looking forward to this though. Your little cock is actually hard. Might have to do something about that though. You're not supposed to be enjoying this."
Leaving me kneeling in the center of my own apartment, Master walked to the fridge and grabbed a beer before heading over to the couch. With an order to "get to work slut", he picked up the remote and started flipping channels, settling on a basketball game. I quickly assumed my place between his legs, pulled down his shorts and took his semi-hard cock in my mouth.
"Not even a week and you're already a well trained cockslut. I can't wait to see what you're like by the end of the quarter! I'll bet I can have you begging me to let you suck my friend's cocks. Fucking dumb slut. That is if you don't fuck up and make me expose you to them before that. We'll see what happens I guess."
I just kept worshiping his cock as he laughed at me. He was right about me being well trained already. All I could do was kneel there, moaning and sucking on his cock like an eager slut. I'd do whatever it took to keep him from exposing me at work.
It took about 10 minutes for him to cum the first time, not that it made any difference in what I was doing. He just got up to grab another beer, and then came and sat back down.
My knees were starting to get sore and my jaw was numb by the time he got bored again. It must have been almost an hour when he finally stood up, pushing me off his cock.
"On the ottoman on your back slut. Head off the edge and grab your ankles, and you had better not let go of them for any reason."
I obediently assumed the position and hung my head off the edge, figuring he wanted to use my throat for a bit. I was actually surprised when I heard him grab the paper bag. I had completely forgotten about it. I heard him open it as he walked back around to my head, and when I glanced up I saw him pull out a bright pink leather collar. Seeing me look, Master laughed and turned it so I could see the front. In bright chrome letter it said "cockslut". He knelt down in front of my head and quickly buckled it around my neck.
"When you're home, this goes on and stays on until you leave the house cockslut"
With that done, he pushed his cock forward and I opened my mouth like a good slut for him to push it home. I thought if that was all that was in the bag, it could've been worse. But as he slowly used my face like a pussy I heard him once again rummaging in the bag and then tearing some sort of packaging. All I could see was his balls bouncing off my nose, but once the packaging noises stopped, so did he. Master's cock wasn't all the way in my mouth, but it was far enough in to just push into my throat. I could still breathe but had to constantly focus on not gagging.
I jumped as I felt Master move my thong to the side. Was he actually going to jerk me off? I realized how stupid of a thought that was as I felt something plastic slipped behind my balls and shaft. It wasn't until I felt my cock roughly shoved into some sort of tube though, that I realized what Master was doing. He was putting me in chastity! I started squirming and almost lost my composure enough to let go of my ankles, but a quick slap to my balls from my master stopped me.
"Stop moving sissy. I don't need to see your cock get hard, and you aren't going to need to use it. If you're good, I'll let you take it off once a week to clean. If you're not, I just might lose the key."
I didn't have a choice. It wasn't like I was going to have a chance with a girl right now anyways, but still this just felt so much worse. I was so trapped, and felt my heart sink even lower as I heard a lock click shut. My pleasure wasn't even an option now. I was just a toy to use, and that's exactly what master did, shoving his cock deep into my throat and holding it there before resuming my throat fucking.
All I could do was lay there and gag, choking on his cock as it abused my throat. I struggled for breath as master's balls bounced off my throat, cutting off my only airway. Occasionally he would reach down and slap my cage, laughing to himself, or grab and twist my nipples, just to feel me jump and choke more on his cock. I could tell he enjoyed torturing me, and there was nothing I could do about it. He would use and abuse me however he wanted, and up the ante any time he got bored. I was pulled out of my reverie by his cock held deep in my throat cutting off all air, and feeling his cum shoot into my stomach.
I thought I might finally be done, but Master had one more surprise in store, ordering me onto my knees and grabbing my ankles again. With my ass completely exposed I was afraid of what was coming. I'd never been fucked before and had never been interested in it. I had no say in the matter now though. Master seemed to read my mind
"Don't worry slut, I'm not fucking you yet. But I will soon and I want you to be ready so I bought you some help. There are two things here you will use every day. The first is an enema bag that will stay hung in your shower and used every morning and every night as many times as it takes until you are clean." He held it in front of my side turned face, and just like everything else it was bright pink, only this had "anal slut" printed on it in big black letters.
"If you are ever not completely clean, I'll drag you down to that adult store and let anyone who wants rape your pussy for an entire weekend. Don't fuck up."
"And to get you properly stretched out, I've bought you a training set of butt plugs. You will have one of these in you at all times. Even when you're sleeping. We'll start with the small one until the end of next week and then move up to the medium. The largest is 4 inches at the widest point and almost 2 inches at the base. I'd rather not have to stretch you out that much, but if I ever find you not wearing one, I'll jump right to that even if it rips your pussy open in the process."
He pulled the small one out of the package and shoved it in my mouth. "better lube it up slut, that's all you're getting."
I did my best to cover it in saliva and spit, but knew it wouldn't be enough when he pulled it out and walked behind me. I tried to relax as I felt it touch my hole, but it didn't matter. Holding onto my hips, master just started pushing it in, stretching me out. Sharp pain shot through my hole and entire midsection before I felt it slip all the way in.
"There we are. Aren't I a good Master?"
He waited and I knew he wanted a response. "Yes Master, I am so lucky to have such a considerate and thoughtful Master. Thank you for preparing my pussy for use and making me into a better cockslut for you to use."
"Good slut. Don't forget to clean yourself out tonight and tomorrow, and remember, that collar is on whenever you're home. See you in the morning cocksucker."
I heard the door open and Master walk out, but all I could do was lay there in shame and shock. My ass hurt, my jaw was sore, and my cock was uncomfortable in it's cage. I was so preoccupied, I didn't even hear someone coming up the stairs until they were standing in the doorway laughing at me. Apparently Randy saw my master leave and wanted another go at me. He kept laughing as he shut the door and walked around me.
"Wow he's really done a number on you, huh slut? Haha is that butt plug in your pussy. I can't wait until he lets me have a go at your tight little hole. And your little cock is even caged!! God you really are a worthless slut. Now don't move. I want to get you nice and ready to suck my cock."
I heard him pull off his belt and tensed as I knew what was coming. The first strike burned like crazy as his belt fell across my exposed ass.
"Beg for my cock slut!" Randy ordered as he whipped my ass over and over again.
I could barely speak through the pain, but knew it wouldn't end until I did.
"Please sir, let me suck your cock. I want it so bad and need you to shove it down my throat and choke me on it. Please let me have your cum for my desert and use me like the dumb sissy bitch that I am. I need your cock to finish my night and want to taste and worship it so bad!!
Finally he stopped and dropped his pants, ordering me to roll over onto my back. He knelt in front of my face just like Master had and shoved his cock all the way in, fucking my mouth and throat hard and making me gag and choke. The belt came back when he started getting close, and all I could do was squirm and jump as he whipped my thighs and balls right up until he pushed his hips in as hard as he could and unloaded straight down my throat with a load groan.
"UNNNNNGGGGHHHHHH, god that was what I needed. It really is great having a dumb cockslut like you living here. Sleep tight whore"
And with that he left me there, lying on my back. I had been used twice by my landlord and three times by my student today. My cock was locked in a chastity cage, my ass, or "pussy", was stretched by a butt plug, I had a collar around my neck, and I still had to clean out my ass for my Master. And I had only been a slave for a few days.
Sorry for such a long stretch between stories, but I hope you like this one. I appreciate all the feedback and ideas and can be reached at scslutforcock@gmail.com