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  Alyssa pulled one right into her mouth, her lips pressing against it in kisses, while her tongue swirled around the soft flesh, savouring the taste. Her nose was pressing against the shaft of his cock now, and she was filled with that wonderful scent of a man that threatened to drive her wild. She did her best to hold to the task, though, and slowly eased the other ball into her mouth too, so she could feel them both at once, tongue sliding wetly around them. She made a low noise in the back of her throat as she licked them, practically slobbering out of sheer eagerness to have that kind of touch.

  She couldn't just suck his balls forever though, and she let them pop out of her mouth, one after the other. Alyssa leaned up to slide her tongue around the base of his cock, letting her own spit smear against her cheek when she rubbed against his testicles. Her hand snuck a squeeze at her right breast, though she quickly took it away, pressing her fingers flat to the floor. She didn't want to be doing anything untoward, not after the trouble it had already gotten her into. Instead, she started sloppily kissing her way up the trainer's cock, lips parted wide and slurping up the thick, powerful shaft. She couldn't imagine anything in the world that could taste better than this, except maybe his cum.

  God, she wanted his cum. She wanted to bathe in it, to slurp it down, to drink every last drop. But she had to earn it first, so she kept inching her way up his cock-shaft, until she finally reached his swollen, eager tip. Alyssa closed her lips right around the head of his cock, spending some time devotedly licking in swirls all around it, feeling every last bit of the smooth skin. She dabbed her tongue at tiny opening at the apex of the shaft, first with the tip of her tongue, then flattening out against it, covering it all over.

  But she couldn't just pay attention to the cock-head, as wonderful as it was. Alyssa pushed her head down further, letting his cock reach first into the back of her mouth. Her tongue lavished attention on the shaft now, too, as she parted her lips to give herself more room to lick in circles all around. She felt drool collect out of her mouth and run down her chin, but she didn't care. This was a cock worth drooling over, even. She felt her cheeks turn pink as she pushed her head further still, until the cock-head was pressuring against the back of her throat. Alyssa took a deep breath through her nose and pressed it all the way in, letting her throat constrict tightly around the cock filling her mouth. She sunk her head down as far as she could, until she felt the drool on her chin mingling with the wetness she'd left on his balls.

  She was a bit nervous since she'd never tried this before, but she so badly wanted to impress. So, she started pulling her head back, then thrusting it forward again, fucking her face against her trainer's cock. She heard him make a noise of pleasure faintly, so she knew she was doing the right thing. It hurt, but no worse than the whipping or the wax, and at the same time it felt even better, since it meant she got to have a man's cock filling her mouth. She bobbed her head a little harder, making faint grunts at the force and the pain of her throat stretching to hold a thick cock. Her tongue reached out to stroke as best she could, but her main focus was on letting him feel her eager mouth.

  She heard a faint, strained sound coming from her trainer, and she knew if she wanted to catch and taste his cum, she had to be quick. She started working her head back, and closed her lips tightly around his cock, wrapping her tongue all around it. Her lips squeezed at his cock, moving in steady strokes. Finally, she was rewarded for her efforts by a thick spurting of cum into her mouth. Alyssa closed her eyes in ecstasy, as she lapped the thick strands of cum free and into her mouth. Her shoulders shook with joy as she took every last drop. Her trainer pulled away, and tucked his cock back into his pants while Alyssa smacked her lips, savouring the mouthful of thick white liquid. As she opened her eyes, she swallowed, in slow, heavy gulps. It was everything she hoped for, though she caught herself selfishly wishing for even more cum than she'd gotten. Breathing hard, she panted, "Thank you, sir, for honouring me with your cock."

  The trainer turned away from her and back to the table, setting his hands atop it. Alyssa leaned back on her heels, waiting patiently. Her nipples were proudly, painfully erect, beneath the harsh red welts that crossed her breasts. She hoped she'd be sold soon. All she wanted was for her empty pussy to be filled with cock, to satisfy her master. But was she learning her lessons well enough? Maybe not, if today's slip showed anything. If she was still acting too slutty, how would anyone believe she was still a virgin, even with the certification that she were so?

  And since she'd taken cocks up her ass so many times by now, how would anyone believe she'd only had them there? But, it was part of the training. She would be worthless as a cunt if she wasn't skilled in providing pleasure, and she did have two perfectly good holes that could be offered freely while still keeping her virginity intact. She squirmed a bit while she waited for the trainer to finish taking his notes on her. What would be the next lesson today? Or would that be all? She wasn't sure if the session had been a short one or not. Since she'd been brought here, she never had a very good sense of the passage of time. Of course, it wasn't something she needed to concern herself with. Counting minutes was for people who engaged in real business, and she had none.

  Alyssa touched her tongue to her lips, relishing the lingering taste of cock there. She was still licking them when her trainer turned back to her, saying, "Present your asshole." The words were scarcely out of his mouth when she was on all fours, her back end lifting high. She leaned forward to rest on her elbows, then reached back, pulling her ass cheeks apart. He reached down, running his finger around her shaved-bare skin, touching her empty rosebud. Her shoulders twitched, grinding down against the floor, as she gasped. Alyssa made another sound when his fingertip pressed in, teasing her asshole open and feeling inside. She opened readily for him, offering no resistance to that tiny penetration. This always made her a bit nervous, because she did feel like she had a lot less control of how easily she allowed entrance, but she was so desperately horny and her ass felt so empty that she knew there would be no trouble with it today.

  Icy-cold droplets of liquid dropped against her asshole, making her back arch tightly. He smeared it around and guided some inside, and she opened even more easily with the lube he was rubbing on. Her hips squirmed eagerly. She wanted his cock inside her so much it hurt, hurt more than her abused back and breasts. But she'd never get it if she asked for it, so she waited as patiently as she could. The way her body was twitching with need certainly couldn't make her look very patient. But she did her best, and cunts weren't known for their self-control, after all. She was trying, surely that counted?

  It counted enough that just as she was taking a breath, she felt her trainer's cock slam heavily up her ass. Her back pulled into a sudden arch, head lifting up as the sensation of fullness flooded through her. He was deep in her, so deep she could feel his slippery balls pressing against her ass-cheeks. She couldn't even gather the breath for a whisper, but her lips formed the words 'thank you', so full of gratitude was she at having been granted the presence of a man's cock inside her asshole. He just held it like that, for an achingly long time, so that she could practically feel him inside her all the way up to her spine. Alyssa kept her hands in place, holding her cheeks wide apart for him to be comfortable, knees spread out too.

  Without prompting, she squeezed her ass tightly around the welcome cock inside of her, doing her best to pleasure it even while he stayed perfectly still. With one hand he gave her ass a heavy spank, causing her right cheek to burn. She redoubled her efforts squeezing him, trying to focus on different parts of his cock all at once. With a matching swat to her left ass-cheek, he started thrusting inside of her, and despite all effort, Alyssa couldn't suppress an open moan. Having the man fucking her ass like this was utterly amazing, an ecstatic sensation that ripped through her sore, tired, and aching body. She licked her lips sloppily, drooling down her chin once more, and mouthed words of gratitude again.

  The force of her trainer's thrusting was cau
sing pressure on her clit ring, too, which sent sensation all up and through her slutty pussy, centred on that pinpoint spot. Alyssa unwittingly released another moan as her whole body trembled, sliding against the floor from how hard he was moving inside of her. Her vision was blurring and sparks were rising up in her eyes, it felt so good. It was hard, so overwhelmed was she by pleasure, but she tried to keep squeezing in time with her trainer's motions, hoping to give him that extra bit of tightness on his way in, and easing his way out.

  It seemed like every time she saw a dick, she found new ways to feel sluttier and sluttier. Right now, her whole world was entirely comprised of his cock, and she was perfectly content to have it be that way forever. It was wonderful, and perversely freeing to have no responsibilities save to please a man who wanted to fuck her. His relentless fucking of her ass might as well have been a heartbeat, one that was rushing with excitement and painfully heavy. Alyssa's whole body rocked back into her trainer's movements just a little bit more, trying to better drink in every ounce of sensation he deigned to grant her.

  And he was getting close again, too, she could tell by the way his thrusts grew all the more frantic inside of of her. Heavier and swifter, driven by intense need. Alyssa felt a moment of pride in the knowledge that she was pleasing him thoroughly enough to make him come.

  There it was. With an unexpected 'pop', she felt him pull right out of her. Just as she was making a noise of surprise, liquid spurted out onto her lower back and ass, landing on her sore, welted, spanked skin. Her shoulders twitched one more time and her back pulled into a desperately tight arch. She squeezed her eyes shut for just a second, as she tried to freeze the perfect moment in her memory, a treasure of sensation for her to hold onto. Alyssa's head dropped forward, and she panted, "Th-thank you, sir. Thank you. Thank you so very much." Her head sagged forward as the words issued from her lips in a rush of gratitude, and her shoulders trembled so hard she nearly fell forward onto her face. It was so very, very good, she was practically mad with pleasure.

  As expected, he thrust something into her gaping ass almost immediately after, but it didn't feel like a plug, then she felt him clip it tightly to her chastity belt. As she gave it a testing squeeze, she blushed when she realized its purpose. Not to plug, but to hold her asshole perfectly wide open for anyone to look at. Her test was confirmed when she felt him spit on her, right into her ass. Her back end writhed at the sensation, and she panted a bit more as her whole body twitched. After a moment, the trainer then knelt between her legs, buckling cuffs tightly around her thighs. A bar went right between them, ensuring her thighs were kept a proper distance apart.

  He clipped her wrists right to her thigh cuffs on the sides, leaving the backs of her hands to rest on the floor. Her feet were allowed to stay free, but the position quite ensured there was little movement they could make. She managed to keep her head held up for now, but resting her cheek on the floor looked perilously tempting. Her trainer stepped away from her then, leaving her to wonder what was going to happen next. But, it seemed that she'd performed to his satisfaction. He set down a bowl in front of, thick and heavy like a dog dish. Inside was food and water all slopped together as one. When she had been a woman she would have turned it down, been angry at such an offering, but now she knew this was what she had earned and this was what she was due. It wasn't much; it looked like half a sandwich of some sort and some soft, overcooked peas and carrots, all swimming in the water.

  With her hands clipped behind herself, Alyssa had no choice but to eat like a dog, so she lowered her head to the bowl, trying to get the sandwich first before it got too soaked through. She alternated bites with wet laps at the water. She was getting better at just using her tongue to get mouthfuls of water up to her mouth. She counted herself lucky that today's meal wasn't anything particularly messy. By the time she was finished, her face was just wet all over, not dirty. And her stomach felt pleasantly full. It used to feel like they weren't given enough, but she had accustomed herself to the diet they'd put her on. And that had even been necessary. Now her figure was properly slender, not the plump, displeasing body she'd had before.

  In a lot of ways, being taken and trained was the best thing that had ever happened to her. She rocked back a bit when she finished, lifting her head away from the bowl and licking her lips to get the last droplets of water. She really was happy, she realized, and couldn't help but be at least a little bit surprised by it. There were still parts of her that hadn't forgotten the way she used to be, and she still had a lot of improvement to make. But her trainer was here to correct her. And if she needed to be whipped to really have it sunk into her what she needed to do, well, she really was awfully weak-minded. That she so very badly wanted a man's cock inside of her was enough to drive all appropriate behaviour out of her mind. It couldn't be too long at all, really, before it had become reflexive.

  Alyssa felt a smile crossing her lips, a small and vague one. The trainer bent down, giving her backside a firm pat, and her smile went a bit wider. She really was learning her place properly. That sort of sign of approval was a terribly rare one, so she treasured it. Her head dropped down again, properly low.

  Once her head was down on the ground, the trainer bent to snug the blindfold back on her head. Was the session done, then? She wondered if there would be any other tasks today. Sometimes she was taken for grooming, and her hair was brushed out before pinned back up and out of the way. She liked being washed, even if the water was cold. It was good to feel pretty for the men. Nobody wanted a dirty cunt, after all. The trainer gave her hair an absent stroke when the blindfold was secured snugly.

  He slid a gag into her mouth once that was done. It tasted like a rubber ball, and kept her mouth stretched out widely to hold it. She wondered what she looked like, so carefully bound and gagged, with her gaping pink ass and dutifully locked-away pussy, name-tag hanging from her ear. Alyssa slid her tongue over the ball, feeling it, licking it like a cock. Or a short, round cock, anyway. It wasn't the same at all, though.

  Once she was gagged, she felt nothing at all, not the barest of touches. She shivered a little as the air cooled a little, goosebumps rising all over her body, nipples coming right back to attention. Only then did she feel herself get picked up, but she didn't seem to get moved very far, just sat down in the on her elbows on some wooden surface, back stretched straight. She only knew when they started moving her because of the squeak of wheels and faint breeze passing over her pebbled skin. She made a noise against the gag, but it was muffled entirely.

  She heard voices around her as she was moved. She couldn't make out a single word, they were so quiet she could barely hear them. Her shoulders twitched a little, and her head moved from side to side lightly, trying to catch the sound a bit more. Alyssa had no real need to do that, though, because the sound just kept getting louder as the platform moved her closer. It didn't help her figure out what they were saying. It wasn't in English, but that was all she could tell. She had never been very good at identifying languages by the sound, and she knew she would be presuming too much to even try.

  There was quite a lot of conversation around her in that foreign language by the time she was brought to a halt. How many men's voices was it? Five, six? She quivered. They sounded close enough that of course they could see her, bent over and bare, body ripe for the taking. Nobody took her off the platform she was moved in on, or gave her any instructions, so she just stayed still, trying to decipher a single word.

  After a while, she felt something cold and round set down on her back, right on top of an aching, wax-covered welt. It was a bit damp, where it touched her skin. A glass? It seemed awfully heavy. She tensed her jaw against the gag. She couldn't spill a drop, not with the men around her. Were they judging if she was ready for sale? No, surely so many men wouldn't bother themselves with a half-trained cunt like her. It must be some other, more important business. Another glass was set down, on the opposite corner of her back, right on top of where her trainer's
cum was drying. Alyssa wanted to jump at the chill, but somehow she managed to find the will to suppress her reflexes. If she was here to serve as a table, then she would do it to the utmost, would show why this was a job for a cunt, and not for any mere piece of wood.

  Alyssa had no idea how she kept still when she felt a finger dip past the plug holding her ass open, touching her inside, but somehow she did. She slid her tongue over the ball gag again, licking it to try and maintain her focus. But she didn't feel the glasses even rattle as she accepted that probing finger, for all that she was ready to explode with joy at the attention. Too swiftly, it withdrew, leaving her ass empty again. She made another quiet, muffled sound against the gag again. Once, she never would have believed what kind of hard work this was, but it was harder than any job she'd ever held while she'd been a woman.

  The men kept talking over her head, using her as their coffee table as they engaged in their conversation. After a while, she stopped even trying to figure out what was being said. It wasn't her place to interfere in the business of men like that. Besides, all she wanted was for them to fuck her. One after another, to rip away her chastity belt and thrust their cocks into her pussy, tearing her open and fucking her until she was numb between the legs. She wanted to suck their cocks, to slurp them all and drink down every last drop of cum their bodies had to give. She wanted them burning hot in her ass, fucking her until she passed out, and not even stopping using her then. She wanted to be their fuck-doll, to service them all, to give all of her holes to them.