Date: Thu, 30 Mar 2017 13:27:58 -0700
From: Cock Slut <scslutforcock@gmail.com>
Subject: A different kind of extra credit 7

Sorry for the long delay, but here is part 7. I hope you like it!!

A different kind of extra credit, Part 7
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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
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