Epilogue: Jessica is a Slut

“What a goddamn asshole…” Jessica muttered, wincing as she gingerly sat down on the deck chair, her entire body feeling sore. She took a sip from the freshly-poured margarita and closed her eyes to savor the flavor, feeling her body relax in the soft pillows. The warm evening breeze felt refreshing on her bare skin as she lounged in the chair dressed in her comfy sweats.

She took a deep, long breath, allowing her mind to briefly rest before she knew it would inevitably return to all that had happened today.

She had fucked Sean. Not only that, but the guy she had always considered one of the relatively good guys in the business had proven himself to be an absolute dirtbag of the highest order. It seemed like using her like a two-dollar whore as a quid pro quo hadn’t been enough for him, after he was done with her, he hadn’t simply left her. She absently ran her fingertips over the outline of her tender slit as she remembered the shock she had felt when he had used duct tape to fix the vibrator up against her pussy, then **** the steel butt plug back up into her freshly fucked asshole. She had been so shocked she hardly managed to protest as Sean left her like this, only loosening one knot ever so slightly before he simply grabbed his bag and took off.

The next twenty minutes had been maddening ****. She had another five orgasms ripped from her tired body before she finally managed to get her hand free and managed to tear the vibrator away from her body. She had then passed out, for how long she couldn’t say, but even when she awoke, her limbs were still jello. She had crawled into the shower.

After dousing her body down for what felt like an hour, she had finally managed to stagger back to her feet and turned the water off. Dried and dressed, it was then that she had finally peeked at her phone and had gotten one more shocking surprise.

Taking another sip from her margarita, Jessica read the message for what felt like the hundredth time, still struggling to grasp her agent’s words fully.

“Hey Jess,

Sorry to be the bearer of bad news, but it seems like my information was faulty. Ruby Moon has been cancelled a couple weeks back, so we aren’t gonna get anything there. I’ll keep an eye out and keep you posted though.

Jack“

He had played her. That bastard Sean had played her, dangling a non-existent carrot in front of her face and she had given up every shred of her dignity in the process.

The humiliation was biting. Yet, at this point, it wasn’t even the thing that troubled her most. She hadn’t been drunk, she had no excuse, yet tricked or not, she had enjoyed every moment. She had enjoyed being a little fucktoy, she had enjoyed being tied up, she had enjoyed getting fucked up the ass…

Jessica took a sip as she pondered what she had no way of denying. She was a slut!