I woke up in Papi's arms, his cock stuffed into my ass. I remembered him fucking me last night. Pumping his thick cock in and out of my used up hole. He didn't even bother making me shower before bed. I squirmed a bit to look at the time, but immediately regretted doing so when I felt his cock slide out of my pussy. I knew that loads of cum were dripping out of me onto his bed, but I didn't care. He hugged me tight as he snored and I dozed off again.
It had been a full week since I had arrived in the South. I couldn't believe how much had changed since then. I had gone from a closeted sheltered rich kid to a two bit whore. I sat and tried to think of how many cocks I had either sucked or been fucked by. When I arrived it was zero. Now, I realized with a pang of guilt, the number was over thirty. Andrew's hairy belly was pressed into my back and his morning wood was pressed between my thigh's. What did he turn me into. But when I thought back on the night before, of being fucked on camera by paying customers (and some unpaying customers), all I could think of was how horny it made me feel. My dick was hard again and I slowly started grinding my ass over Andrew's morning wood. I heard him laugh before he crammed his cock up into my ass. I thought he'd start fucking me but instead, I felt him filling me with piss. Some of it leaked down onto the bed sheets, but for the most part, I kept it in. "Now go get cleaned up. We've got a busy day ahead of us. Only two more days until classes start."
Excited to learn what Andrew had planned, I stood up, covering my asshole with my hand, and ran to the bathroom. When I got there, I jumped in the shower and let Andrew's piss pour out, along with more jizz from the night before. Apparently, I hadn't been able to shit it all out at the fraternity. I soaped my body up and down, and gave myself a once over with the razor Andrew bought me. As I finished up, Simon stepped into the shower with me. I went to tell him that Andrew and I were in a rush, but when he lowered my head down onto his cock, I figured it would be quicker not to argue.
After drinking down Simon's load, he made me thank him. Then, I stepped out of the shower as he began to soap himself down. I ran back to the room, realizing I had forgotten a towel. I quickly dried off, then, remembering the camera from last night, went to my computer to pull up the AlabamaKyle xtube page. I wasn't surprised to see that there was now hours of footage that had been added. I clicked through it, shocked as I watched me moaning like a slut as two guys fucked me at once. "There will be plenty of time to watch those later bitch." Andrew tossed me a shirt and jeans along with a yellow thong. I pulled the thong on, taking a second to admire myself in the mirror, then put on my jeans and shirt. "Where are we going?"
Andrew didn't respond, but still, I followed him as we walked across the campus toward the dining hall. I was pretty hungry as we walked in and started to get our food. "Let's get a sandwich." Andrew led me over to the sandwich bar.
"I want to get some pasta man, I'll meet you at the table."
Andrew didn't even bother to argue with me. Instead he just grabbed me by the neck and said "Come on bitch," leading me over to the sandwiches. Andrew stepped forward and gave the big black guy making sandwiches a quick hand shake. He must have been about 6 foot and 250 lbs. He was built like a brick shit house and had a scowling face, and a thick wide set nose. His head was completely bald, and the back of his neck had a thick roll of fat. I was confused because Andrew didn't order a sandwich.
I spoke up, "I guess I'll have a turkey, on rye bread. Please" I added, since this guy looked like he could punch me into next year. He didn't take his eyes off me as he made the sandwich.
He put it on a plate, then handed it to me. "There you go baby." His voice was deep.
All I could do was blush and say "yeah, well thanks" as Andrew led me away to the table. We sat down and started to eat.
I looked at him. "Well that was weird."
Andrew laughed, "What was weird?"
I responded, "The baby thing? There you go baby? He couldn't take his eyes off me."
Andrew was still laughing, "Well look at you all hot and bothered." Then he asked, somewhat seriously "But you'd fuck him?"
I looked at him "What?"
"You would fuck him?" Andrew repeated his question.
"I don't even know him" I responded, realizing how stupid this must sound coming from someone who had taken thirty dicks in the last week.
"And all those guys that dug you out last night at the fraternity were what, old friends?" Nick actually was, but I got his point. "Come on bitch. I haven't seen you turn down cock yet. Not once. Whether it's from trailer-trash like Rick, a bunch of bored truck drivers, or an entire pledge class of frat dudes. Actually, I don't even know why I bothered asking. The fact is, I need to get some pot and I can't find a hook up here. The sandwich said he'd hook me up if I'd let him have your for tonight."
I don't know why I continued to be surprised when Andrew did stuff like this. He had whored me out already to keep our R.A. from busting our party up, then again to a train of frat guys so that he could get credit for the upcoming pledge season. Now he was asking me to fuck a cafeteria worker so he could score drugs. I was about to say something to Andrew, but stole one last look at the sandwich guy. Andrew laughed again "I knew it. Perfect bitch. OK well here's the deal. He said he's gonna meet you once his shift finishes tonight at 6. Then he's gonna drop you back at our place tomorrow morning at eight." I looked at him nervously.
"The whole night?!"
"Are you really going to fight me on this?" Realizing he was right, I looked down at my food, less hungry than I was before.
"Fine."
Andrew grinned. "Great!" He yelled across the room to the sandwich guy "Hey Louie." The guy looked over and Andrew gave him a thumbs up with both hands." The guy grinned savagely, and then looked straight at me. I turned red. I should have known it would get worse (since it always does). Louie looked over across the cafeteria to a big latin guy who was frying hamburger patties on a flat range, his sleeves rolled up to reveal hulking arms and weaving, intricate tattoos. His face was pock-marked and rough, and he was, like Louie, completely bald.
Louie yelled across the cafeteria "Hey Martino." His voiced boomed across the cafeteria and a few students looked up. "She's all good." Suddenly, both Louie and Martino were looking at me grinning. I turned beat red as a few students started to snicker."
"Oh my god." My head was buried in my hands but I could see Andrew's belly heaving up and down with laughter. "What have you gotten me into?"
"Let's go bitch," Andrew said, still laughing. He grabbed me by the arm, and led me out of the room. People stared as we left. When we passed the sandwich station, Louie smiled and said, "See you at 6 baby." I heard more students laughing as I left the cafeteria.
As we walked out I said to Andrew, "So I'm not just fucking Louie. Now I'm fucking Louie and Martino, all so you can get some weed?"
Andrew responded sternly, no longer laughing. He gripped my arm hard as he spoke to me, "I didn't tell Louie and Martino they could fuck you if they gave me some weed." I looked at him confused. "I told them they could have you from the hours of six to eight." He let go of my arm and then started smirking again. "Tell you what, you don't have to fuck them. Just go hang out with them and when they try to fuck you, just say no. I'd like to see you fucking try you slut. They're going to take out their cocks and you're going to do what you always do, start watering at the mouth and babbling incoherently until they plug you so full of dick you can't see straight." I knew what he was saying was true. "Look at you, you're getting hard with me just telling you about it." I tried my best to hide my growing hard on. "The fact is, you're a whore and this is what you want. No. This is what you need. The weed is just a bonus." The path split and we started walking, away from our dorm.
"Where are we going now?" I asked quietly, acknowledging he was right and that I wasn't going to fight him about it anymore.
"I'm going to Butch's to play video games. You're going home to do laundry."
"Laundry?"
"You know it bitch. Do you know how messy you got my sheets last night? That Sheriff had you muddier than a pig in a rainstorm. Not to mention your pussy was leaking cum all night. You might want to fuck fifteen guys in one night but I'll be damned if I'm gonna sleep in their cum." He held my chin firmly in his hand, turning my face up to him. "Not all of us are as comfortable you are living in a thin layer of seamen." He laughed as he let me go and lumbered away. I heard him yell over his shoulder, "Don't forget to do my dirty clothes too. And clean your damn panties for once." Defeated, I headed home to do laundry.
As the day ticked by, I nervously awaited the hour at which I'd have to walk back down to the cafeteria. I finished up the laundry and it was five fifteen when I started wondering what to wear. I may not have wanted to do this in the beginning, but there was no point half-assing it. I got into the shower, and rinsed out my asshole thoroughly before walking back into the room. Andrew had gotten home by then, and was hanging out with Butch. Butch asked, "Have fun at the party the other night." Then he looked at me with that same look he had given me a few days ago, a curious sort of pitying look like How can you do this to yourself. I didn't want to deal with it. I had to get my head in the zone.
Andrew stood up and handed me a new pair of panties, made of black lace. "I bought you these, I want you to wear them tonight." I blushed, genuinely flattered. I pulled them up. They fit perfectly over my round ass. "What do you say?"
"Thanks papi."
"No problem," He grinned and handed me a bra. Now put this on.
"What? Come on Papi. Please, I would wear it for you. I would, but for Louie?"
"Listen, I trust you I do. But your hesitance earlier has me worried your going to pussy out. You need this. And I need the weed. If you wear the bra, it will let them know that your serious." Resigned to do what he said, I pulled it on. He fastened the clip and started laughing, "That and Louie's gonna shit a brick laughing when he see's it. Jesus look at you. Every day you become more and more of a faggot." I pulled jeans and a t-shirt on before heading to the door. Despite my vocal objections, I didn't want to be late. "Hold up bitch."
Andrew walked over to me with a backpack. "Take this."
I opened it up only to see the video camera and the tripod. "You want me to tape myself?!"
"Silly little slut. No." He reached into the backpack and pulled out a piece of notebook paper. "I wrote you a note. All you have to do is be a good little bitch and give it to them. Are you going to do as you're told?" I nodded, threw the backpack over my shoulder, and stepped out the door. I walked across campus nervously, stopping once I was out of sight of the dorms under a street lamp to read the note in my backpack. I couldn't believe what I was reading.
It read:
Louie,
As agreed, you can have my bitch for the night. Have her back to me by eight AM tomorrow morning, along with the package we discussed. Feel free to do whatever you want with her. She doesn't really know the meaning of the word inhibitions. She can be a stubborn cunt at first, but once you loosen her up she'll be screaming for cock like her life depends on her next mouthful of cum. Do what you want with her. Feel free to get creative. As long as she come's back in one piece, I don't give a fuck what you do.
Andrew.
His words were so cold. He clearly didn't give a shit about me. But part of me knew that he did. I could hear the sound of his voice "This is what you need." Resolved, I decided for better or worse, I was going to trust Andrew. I stuffed the note into my pocket and walked towards the cafeteria. When I got there, it was 5:57. I stood nervously, waiting to spot either Louie or Martino. At 6:05, I started to get nervous I had missed them. I told myself this bothered me because I didn't want to let Andrew down, but my twitching asshole was the real reason. I cautiously entered the cafeteria. I couldn't see either of them at their post. Then I looked over and saw them both sitting down, finishing a meal.
"Hey bitch." I gritted my teeth as I heard the greeting which, though now common for me, was still painful to bear in public. Still I moved forward toward the table and sat in the seat Louie was patting next to him. Louie immediately put his arm around me and said "How you doing girl? Lovely night isn't it?" I nodded. Martino was laughing, looking at me squirm beneath Louie's arm. "Andrew said you have something for me."
Fuck it I thought. I reached into my pocket and handed Louie the note. He read it seriously, before breaking into a wide toothy grin and laughing. He handed the note to Martino, who also started laughing when he read it. Martino looked at me and leaned in his pockmarkd face close to mine. I could feel the eyes of other students looking at me, wondering why I was sitting with two of the cafeteria workers, one of them with his arm around me, the other leaned in close like he was about to kiss me. Martino spoke "Do you know what this says bitch?" I gulped, then slowly nodded. "Good. We're going to get along just fine." He tousled my hair roughly, my head jerking around under his hand. Then he slid his fork across his plate and ate everything that was left in one bite. "Let's get the fuck out of here Louie. We've only got fourteen hours."
Louie was still smiling, looking right into my eyes. "Right behind you Tino." As we walked out, Louie's hand inched down the back of my pants. I blushed, knowing that some, if not most of the students behind me were probably watching. We turned to the door and stepped out. We walked the five minute walk to the parking lot and jumped into an old Toyota Camry. Tino climbed into the passenger seat and Louie threw me into the back before jumping into the driver side and shifting the car into gear. I lay in the back seat, confused. For some reason I thought I'd be sucking cock by now. I sat up, flustered and tried to keep my eyes on the road. We drove for about twenty five minutes, until we were in the neighboring town. We pulled up to an old apartment building covered in graffiti and parked on the street out front. We walked inside and headed up the stairs. On the sixth floor, Louie led me down the hall. Somewhere on the floor, a loud stereo was playing, bumping bass across the floor boards. I wasn't surprised when Louie stopped in front of the door which clearly housed the stereo making all the racket. I could hear voices inside. I was afraid, but my asshole was twitching in anticipation. Louie roughly jerked my shirt off me and Tino tugged down my pants. Louie tossed my shirt to Tino as he laughed quietly, fingering my bra. "Look at this bitch," he whispered. He could barely contain himself. It would seem Andrew was right about him thinking it was funny.
"You won't be needing these." Tino walked over to the trash chute on the wall and dropped my clothes down. There goes another outfit. My wardrobe was slowly disappearing as it seemed that I lost my clothes permanently every time I resigned to being turned out like a whore for the night. I was almost too horny to care.
Louie was still cracking up about my bra when he looked at me and said "Go on bitch, go introduce yourself."
"Aren't you coming?" I asked nervously.
Louie grinned and slowly started stroking my ass. "Baby, you just look so pretty I figured you could introduce yourself. Believe me, they'll be happy when they find out why you're here. Which will be abundantly evident once they see this." He snapped my braw against me. I knew now that the people inside had no idea I was coming. I summoned up my courage and turned the handle. Walking into a strange apartment in a bra and panties to meet complete strangers who had no idea I was coming.