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Feeling thoroughly humiliated at how she got horny thinking of what she had gone through, Jamie decided to get dressed. She found the cheerleader outfit in her close and puts it on. It is rather tight, revealing her curves and barely covering her ass. She flushes at what Greg will do to her. "Personal sex ****", she recalls, and gulps at the many humiliating prospects there are.

She spends the rest of the time until her "date" flicking through TV shows, and shamefully still feeling horny over her humiliation. She shifts uncomfortably in the sofa, trying to think of something else as she feels very hot. She is able to distract herself with a fashion show until it is time to leave. She then turns the TV off and leaves the house.

Walking across the street, the heat returns. Every person that looks at her she thinks is looking at her naked, and it get her more horny. She feels humiliation at getting off to such a situation and having such thoughts. She also realizes Greg will see how wet she is soon enough. Fortunately it isn't a long walk to his house.

She rings the doorbell, and Greg opens it. He smiles perversely as he openly checks her out. Jamie never realized how revealing her cheerleader outfit was, and suddenly realizes at every single game she probably gave every guy in the audience at least one good look up her skirt. He then greets her.

"Hello, Jamie. From now on, you will be known as "****", and you will know and call me only by "Master". Come with me to the basement and I'll tell you the rest of the rules. Ladies first", he tells her. She has a good idea why he said ladies first, and it's not to be chivalrous. She then nods.

"Yes, Master", she replies, flushing with shame at her own words. She comes in and sees the door to the basement. As she heads to it, Greg gives her a slap in the ass.

"Damn, ****, you are one hot girl, eh? I can't wait to have fun with you", Greg says, brining worry back to Jamie's head. But there is a part of her that enjoys the rough and humiliating treatment, and she gets hot. Her jaw drops at the thought this could turn her on, and she desperately fights to contain the feeling. Greg is unaware of the effect his slap had on Jamie, but he gives her more for his own entertainment.

Jamie fights the feeling, but with each slap it grows stronger, and she gets more ****. B the time they reach the basement floor, Jamie is on the verge of throwing herself on the ground and just fingering herself until she comes. Fortunately for her, Greg stops.

As she is able to catch a break, she looks around the basement, she sees what is in it. All sorts of sex toys are in here, cuffs, rope, gags, dildos and butt plugs. There is also a bed, to remind her Greg will also fuck her, beyond having her play with the toys for his entertainment.

"Rules are quite simple, ****. No one will be home during these days, but you will keep noise at minimum. You will only speak when talked to, and always talk to me like a horny slut. No one can know about this, and I will take the precautions necessary to guarantee your silence. Any violation of the rules will lead to one humiliating photo or picture of you naked will be posted online for all to see. Got it?", he tells, her explaining the rules of her "service" to him. Jamie nods.

"Yes, Master, I can't wait for you to fuck all my holes while I play with these toys", Jamie responds, feeling very degraded at the words she has to say. Greg smiles.

"Good, now we can begin", he tells her.