Indoctrination in the storage room

With every passing minute, Jessica’s dancing became more shameless. The mix of **** and the little pill they had made her swallow gradually loosened her inhibitions and she felt lost in the music, allowing the rhythm to guide her body as she danced with Stefan. Somewhere in her mind she knew that if she had been sober she would have been ashamed of the way she acted, but the ****-fueled euphoria she felt made her forget about that.

She had glanced over to how the other girls in the club danced and had taken some cues from them, not wanting to seem like a prude, so she rubbed her butt and her boobs all over her partner, seducing him in a wild, slutty dance, feeling the eyes of multiple bystanders on her

Stefan relished every second. He knew she was high, that she usually would have danced far less provocative, but he didn’t care. He just enjoyed having a high-profile celeb **** herself for him and making a show for all these strangers. His hand darted into his pocket, finding the remote and dialed it up a tiny bit, just as Jessica squatted low for him, her face level with his crotch.

The reaction was immediate. He saw Jessica’s eyes widen and she gaped up at him, her mouth forming a cute little ‘o’ as the plug up her anal hole increased its buzzing. He grinned in return, placing one hand at the back of her head and pulled her in, forcing her delicate features to press against his covered crotch.

Jessica moaned as she felt the thick, hot shape of Stefan’s cock press against her face, but didn’t resist, not even as he began to blatantly hump her face for several seconds and when her roughly grabbed her braid and pulled her back to her feet she had a smile on her flushed face.

Still holding her hair tightly, Stefan turned her around and grabbed her hip. He gave her butt several hard thrusts and Jessica gasped in dramatic delight, their dance basically sex with clothes.

He wanted to get the clothes out of the equation!

Once the song slowly tuned out, Stefan wordlessly grabbed Jessica’s hand and ignored her protests as he dragged her off the dance-floor towards a door next to the bar. On their way there some guy slapped Jessica’s butt once more, but with all the **** in her system Jessica reacted differently now, glancing back at the man with a devilish smile as she was pulled away.

“Verdammt!” Stefan muttered as they entered the small, dark hallway leading to the restrooms. In front of both the ladies’ and the men’s room queues had formed, blocking the entrance and suggesting that they’d have to wait quite some time to get some alone time. Turning his head however he spotted a third door, hidden a bit in the shadows, with a small sign. “Storage – Authorized Personal Only!”

“That’ll do!” he shrugged, dragging Jessica towards the door and testing it. It was unlocked, the room dark. Quickly he glanced over his shoulder, seeing that the majority of people were distracted by other things. Not that it mattered…

“What are you…” Jessica mumbled as he pulled her into the dark room and shut the door. After fumbling in the dark for a second her found a light switch and a single, naked light bulb buzzed to life.

The room was small, maybe four by four meters, lined with shelves packed with all kinds of things and even the floor was mostly occupied by stacks of crates and boxes.

“How romantic!” Jessica giggled.

“Shut up, slut!” he replied coldly. It was enough to serve its purpose. In fact, the more run down the spot was, the more fun it would be to fuck this spoiled cunt…

“Ah… hey!” Jessica protested, more in surprise than anything when Stefan stepped close to her and grabbed the hem of her skirt and roughly and unceremoniously yanked it upwards. However, he didn’t stop once her had exposed her pussy and ass, instead dragged the tight skirt further up her body, picking up her tiny shirt on the way. Jessica gasped as he continued to pull her clothes higher, instinctively wiggling her body to help him out and release the pressure he put on her, automatically lifting her arms, to allow Stefan to pull both her skirt and her top over her head, leaving her standing naked except for her boots and the small leather choker in the dimly-lit storage room.

She watched as Stefan tossed her clothes away, not sure what to do, once more completely caught off guard by his brazen brashness.

“Sit down, Nutte!” Stefan growled and gave her a rough shove that sent Jessica staggering back until her butt bumped against a waist-high stack of boxes. Looking at him with big eyes she sat on top of it, saying nothing as Stefan undid his pants and stepped forward. Instinctively she shuffled her butt forward to the edge of the pile and spread her thighs a little to give him access, showing off her bald, wet cunt.

Stefan smirked as he stepped between her legs, letting his hard cock bounce free. He looked down into those dark, soulful eyes as he grabbed his member around the base, then his other hand reached up. Jessica's eyes widened as his fingers wormed beneath the tight choker to grip her possessively, his knuckles pushing against her windpipe.

Her breath went fast with excitement as she felt him run the tip of his member up and down her soaked slit and she whimpered when he tapped it lightly against her clit. She felt weak and powerless. Exposed. She stared up at him with huge, submissive eyes.

“You’re a whore!” he growled, “Say it!”

She whimpered, feeling the teasing touch of his bellend against her wet lower lips. Her thighs spread a little wider in a wordless plea.

“Say it!” Stefan demanded.

“I… I’m a whore!” Jessica complied before her eyes and mouth widened when Stefan pushed forward, parting her soaked folds and impaling her snug cunt in a long, slow thrust.

“Good slut!” he commended her as he sank deeper. Fuck, the little bitch was soaking wet. ****, **** and degradation seemed to do the trick for Jessica Alba! “Say it again!”

“I’m a whore!” Jessica whined, her eyes squeezing shut as Stefan bottomed out.

“Look at me!” Stefan’s sharp voice made her comply immediately. “What are you?”

“I’m a whore!” She cried out as Stefan pulled back out and began fucking her, not wasting too much time going slow. Her pussy was dripping wet anyways, hungrily swallowing his cock. Her obedience earned her an open-handed slap to her right tit that made the soft flesh bounce wildly and made her cry out.

“Again!” Stefan snarled.

“I’m a whore!”

Pausing for a second, Stefan reached down to grab Jessica’s boots-clad ankles that dangled through the air behind him and roughly yanked them up, forcing Jessica to lie back on the boxes as he pulled her legs up on his shoulders. He then reached down to place both hands around her throat. Jessica stared at him, her nostrils flaring, but he didn’t apply pressure.

“Say it again!”

“I’m a who-” Very suddenly Jessica was cut off as Stefan squeezed. Her eyes bugged out in shock as he cut off her oxygen completely, reducing the blood flow to her brain to a trickle and simultaneously began to fuck her in earnest.

“You’re my bitch! A cheap slut! Piece of fuck-trash!” Stefan growled, his face a vicious grimace as he pounded the defenseless starlet’s tight cunt while **** her hard. Jessica grabbed his wrists, but was too weak to stop him, completely overpowered as she was hammered into the crate.

Her cunt felt tight, even tighter than before thanks to the butt-plug. On every thrust he could feel his ballsack slap against the round base of the device and the knowledge that he was currently double-stuffing Jessica Alba turned him on even more.

Gathering spit, he leaned down and let a big gob splatter all over her reddening featured, causing Alba to blink. He wasn’t sure if she was still up to date on what exactly was happening, but he frankly didn’t care. He was having too much fun!

“Fucking cum-guzzling Ficksau!” he hissed, briefly loosening his grip to let her get a single, wheezing breath before squeezing tight again. The grimace turned into a terrifying grin as he felt her cunt clench even tighter, knowing that in addition to everything, the **** was playing its part in the mix now.

It was too much for Jessica! She was already fucked up by Jet-lag, booze and pills, now she was getting power-fucked and choked while a fucking vibrating butt-plug stretched her ass. There was only so much she could handle! She felt her body begin to tremble and braced herself for an orgasm. The last thing she saw before her eyes rolled back into her head was Stefan’s wide grin.

Stefan knew what was going on. In addition to her glazed over eyes it began to feel like her whole body started to vibrate.

“You’re gonna cum for me, Ficksau, aren’t you?!” he snarled before spitting once more into her deep-red face, getting no reply but the shaking of her body increased drastically by the second, “Fucking dirty bitch!”

He squeezed her petite throat even harder, his fingers gripping even tighter as he rammed Jessica's poor poon with punishing thrusts. It was way too much for Jessica to handle at this point. He saw how the muscles in her jaw clenched, her lips pulled back to bare her teeth in a feral snarl as her squelching cunt took a proper beating. Her eyes rolled as the lack of oxygen increased until she had a stupefied, cross-eyed look, her usually angelically pretty face now drawn into a ridiculous grimace. Then her pupils rolled back into her head, her beautiful brown irises disappearing until only the white was visible as her body jerked violently, like there was a high voltage current running through it.

Soon the tremors rocking Jessica’s body were so strong she almost fell of the boxes, shaking the whole stack so hard that several items fell from the surrounding shelves. He saw her mouth flap open knowing that if she could have, she would have given a deafening scream. He made sure that didn’t happen by squeezing even tighter.

Jessica’s back arched viciously as she rode the highs of her orgasm, as she was completely out of control of her body, her fingers in a ****-grip around Stefan’s wrists as he continued to mercilessly pound her through her release. Only the top of her head was still touching the crates now, the rest of her clenching figure held up by Stefan who drank every detail in, relishing the clenching of her cunt around his cock. Her juices gushed around him as she came, causing loud, squishing noises.

“GAAAH!” Jessica gasped for air when he suddenly let go, oxygen once again filling her burning lungs, which sent her straight into the next high just as her orgasm began to subside. She slumped down on the pile of crates as the tension left her body, panting hard as she came down from her release, Stefan’s hands still placed around her swan-like throat as he finally slowed down.

“I… I’m a whore…” she whispered, her eyes still closed, feeling her pink, little pussy still convulse around the stiff prick now buried balls-deep inside her.

Stefan smiled. “That’s right, Ficksau!” he pulled out of her, enjoying the little squishing sound as his cock left her soaked cunt. Stepping back he let her legs flop back to the floor. She let out a small grunt of exhaustion as he grabbed her by the shoulder and harshly pulled her up. She stood on shaky legs, eyes still closed and didn’t object as he turned her around and roughly pushed her back over, now bending her over that same stack of boxes.

Weakly, Jessica lifted her head as she felt the vibrations inside her rectum subside, realizing Stefan had turned the plug off. After hours of constant torment, the damned thing was finally done. She moaned, too dazed to say anything as she felt a hand on her buttock and her ass-cheeks were spread, a degrading act.

When Stefan grabbed the base of the plug and pulled he heard Jessica gasp.

“Relax!” He growled as he pulled against the resistance of her sphincter. Hours of vibration had done their magic and Jessica’s ring muscle gave. She whined as her anal ring dilated to let the plug pop free, leaving her ass suddenly very empty.

“Battery was almost dead anyway…” Stefan shrugged as he placed the used butt plug on one of the shelves before once again spreading her butt, grabbing his cock.

Jessica gave a long, mewling whimper as her formerly virgin asshole was stretched wide open and filled by his cock. She shuffled her feet a bit wider apart, widening her stance to give him more room.

Her rectum was tight and hot, but the plug-session had worked her sufficiently so she didn’t feel much pain as she was sodomized in this dirty club’s storage room.

“Ohgoooo…” she moaned hoarsely as Stefan bottomed out in her butt, his cock once more stretching her forbidden hole. Glancing back over her shoulder she saw the German’s grinning face, hating the smug expression.

“What are you?” Stefan hissed as he gave her the first, small thrust, causing her to gasp and bite her lip.

“I am a whore!” she replied. Considering the way she was dressed and the way she acted, the words began to ring true, she realized. She closed her eyes and bit her cheek as he slowly got faster, fighting the moans of pleasure. Intoxicated on **** and ****, wearing nothing but shiny black hooker-boots and a slutty leather choker while she was getting assfucked by someone she barely knew…

A dirty smile spread on her face as all the endorphins worked their magic. Her hands reached out and grabbed the edge of the box to steady herself against the increasing thrusts she received. God, if her parents could see her now, their good girl… The nasty thought only made the grin widen.

Stefan didn’t know why she was smiling, didn’t care. All he cared about was the snug embrace of her backdoor around his cock as he buttfucked her, once again proving that the glamorous starlet was nothing but a cheap whore. He planted a harsh smack on her right ass-cheek, watching the tight flesh jiggle and flush before he grabbed her hips and lay into her, fucking Jessica’s asshole as hard as he had fucked her pussy.

He didn’t have to wait long for her moans to increase, creating a slutty soundtrack along with the slapping noises of his pelvis against her buttocks. He wasn’t worried that they would be heard over the booming club music, so he just enjoyed the sounds he could make her produce, moaning and crying shamelessly for him.

Going for even higher levels of humiliation Stefan reached over her with his right, his hand roaming over her hair, forehead, eyes and the bridge of her nose where he hooked his index and middle finger into Jessica's nostrils and pulling back, stretching her face once more to a demeaning form.

“What are you?” he yelled, slapping her ass again as he punished her poor rear entrance.

“I’M A WHORE!” Jessica cried nasally at the top of her lungs, her eyes squeezed shut, “I’M A WHORE! IMAWHOREIMAWHOREIMAWHORE…” she screamed her new mantra as she pushed back, eagerly receiving his thrusts.

“Fuck…” The self-demeaning tirade was too much for Stefan to stand. Pulling his fingers from her nose he delivered a harsh, double-handed slap to both her ass-cheeks before he pulled out of her butthole, leaving Jessica gasping in shock and her sphincter clenching around nothing. Before she could say a thing he grabbed her braid and yanked her back violently.

Jessica cried out in pain as she was manhandled and **** down on her knees, but was quickly shut up when Stefan jammed his cock between her lips. Using his tight grip he mercilessly **** as much as possible into her mouth, unconcerned by her violent gagging and spluttering. His grip on her was strong enough so he could sink three-quarters of his shaft into Jessica’s mouth as she retched miserably. Then, using his hold on her “whore-handle”, he proceeded to mercilessly fuck the poor girl’s gullet, giving Jessica the first ass-to-mouth of her life.

“Yeah! Take it, fucking slut! Straight from your fucking ass!” He saw her eyes well up and several slutty, black mascara-streaks ran down her cheeks while Jessica’s hands weakly pushed against his thighs, too dazed to really stop him.

“You like the taste of your own ass, Ficksau?” he hissed, drunk on power, briefly pulling out to turkey-slap her scrunched up face, “Answer me!”

“Y… yes! I love it!” Jessica desperately cried out to appease him and was rewarded by having the cock shoved back down her mouth.

“Better get used to it, bitch!” Stefan growled as he skull-fucked her, causing wet, squelching noises to fill the small room. He was seconds away from losing it! Placing both thumbs on her make-up-covered eyelids he used them to pull them open. He wanted to see the little whore’s eyes as he came, grinning as he saw the **** stare she had focused on the abdomen right in front of her.

“Aargh!” he groaned as he came, jet after jet of hot, sticky cum shooting straight down Jessica’s throat and into her tummy as he held her tight. The expression in her ****-open eyes was priceless as he dumped his load into her stomach, completing the desecration of her gorgeous body.

“Fucking whore!” he gasped as he pushed her off, both of them staggering backwards, Stefan leaning against the door and Jessica slumping back against the pile of boxes, both of them catching their breath.

Stefan’s knees felt weak after the ferocity of his explosion and it took him a moment before he managed to straighten. He tugged his cock back into his pants and ran a hand through his hair before turning back to Jessica, who sat on the floor with her eyes glazed over, naked save for her slutty over-knee boots. Chuckling, he walked over and knelt in front of her.

“Hey!” he said, snapping his fingers in front of her face, getting her attention. God, she looked good, disheveled like this! Once again he grabbed her choker just to show her who was boss. “What are you?”

Jessica stared at him for a moment, her eyes red-shot, her whore-make-up smeared before a wide, cum-drunken smile spread across her lips. “I’m a… whore!” she whispered hoarsely.

“Nice to see you got that!” Stefan grinned in satisfaction. He knew that this was mostly the ****, **** and endorphin talking, but for him it was good enough. He stood and grabbed a stack of paper towels from one of the shelves and threw them into her face. “Clean yourself up, Ficksau!” he ordered before turning for the door, “ Find me outside when you're done. The show is about to start!”

With that, he left the still panting actress alone. Wordlessly, Jessica grabbed one of the towels and wiped her face, shocked at the amount of saliva and make-up that stuck to it once she was done. What the fuck was he talking about? What show?