Give in to Nate.

"What about these "deals" you've been doing? What are you guys talking about?" Samantha said, while starting to undress.

"Favours or money in exchange for time with you." Nate said matter of factly.

"Wh-what?!" Samantha said, once again briefly broken from her lusty trance. "I'm.... I'm not a prostitute! I-"

"No, you're my fucktoy. My slut. My whore. The way I see it, you're just doing what I say. And that makes you feel good doesn't it?" Nate said. Samantha tried to argue with herself that he was wrong, but he definitely wasn't. She nodded while looking away.

"Exactly." Nate said, walking confidently towards Samantha. "Say it. Say you're mine."

"U-um I-"

"Whatever you say now, I will make sure to respect it. If you say to stop, we can stop." Nate said. Samantha reflected within herself. Finally she blurted out what came naturally, what she really wanted:

"I'm your fucktoy Nate. Your slut. I'll do what you say. I'll be a slut if you want me to." Samantha said breathily. Fighting the urge to rub out an orgasm right then and there.

"Hahaha Samantha..." Nate said confidently, holding her by the chin. "Though, there's somethings I'm sure I won't have to tell you to do." Nate said stepping back, his cock now almost completely hard.

Samantha dropped down and took his cock down her throat completely.

"Ha-hah fuck. You love having my cock down your throat don't you?" Nate said, getting a look of approval from Samantha as she throated his cock. "Get your clothes off now." He said with authority.

Samantha quickly got up and coughed a single time before promptly slipping off her clothes. Nate looked at her, soaking her perfect body in. She was built for sex. Built for him it seemed. As she waited there, almost in a horny trance staring into nothingness, he chucked everything on her desk on the ground and threw a towel on there from his bag.

"Lie down face up. Head off the table. Facing me."

Samantha did as she was asked promptly. Nate stepped forward, his balls hanging millimetres from her lips. Without a thought she began licking and sucking them, knowing he'd enjoy it. Nate groped, squeezed and played with her tits, enjoying her like a sex doll.

"Hah...fuck." Nate exclaimed. He was in ecstasy himself no doubt, but Samantha was having different feelings. She needed to be fucked, but she had a certain feeling that made her feel euphoric, as she sucked his balls, catching the musky scent as he thoroughly explored her chest.

"Since you're my toy and all, I should explore all your features haha." Nate said clumsily as he leaned back a bit to aim his cock into her mouth. He slowly slid it down her throat, keeping it deep while fucking it.

"Sh-shit I'm not gonna last long." Nate said breathily. Samantha's warm tight throat was made for his cock. A match made in heaven. Samantha was ecstatic that she was serving his cock so well and serving her purpose of being his cum dump. He withdrew and jerked off his sloppy dick, lubed up from Samantha's spit.

"F-fuck. You want my cum Samantha?" Nate said as Samantha quickly breathed in and moaned.

"H-hah...yes Nate. I want it." Samantha said. She had no doubt in her mind.

"Beg for it." Nate said, back to his usual confident, cocky self.

"Please Nate. Please cum in my mouth. I want to swallow your cum, be your cum dumpster!" Samantha blurted out without any thought.

"Hahaha now how could I refuse..." Nate replied slyly as he began to cum, quickly sheathing his cock in her throat once again, depositing the remainder of his load straight down her throat into her stomach.

Samantha had never felt anything like it. She felt as if she might suffocate, but she was strangely at peace with it. As long as she could serve her purpose for Nate, it was all okay. The light headedness, the feeling of the load running down her food pipe, the cool air touching her exposed holes, all of it gave her a mini orgasm. She was well and truly a different person from when she first arrived at the school.

A slight panic had set in though. Nate wasn't pulling his cock out, but she couldn't possibly ruin it for him. So she stayed perfectly limp for him as he kept his cock warm with her tight, wet throat. Her vision began to fade as she lost consciousness...