The End Of A Very Long Day

"...oh, and make sure to lock the door on your way out."

"Mmmmmm yes master..." Julie moaned, combing her fingers through Fuckslut's hair. I smiled at her, and closed the door as I left my little fuck-party to their devices. I was disappointed it ended early, but after remembering just how much I had cum today, I decided missing out on another nut was fine for now. After all, I'd accomplished so much in just a single day; Not only did I manage to lose my virginity, but did so several times over, and now have a dedicated collection of girls I can do whatever I want with. What had merely been dreams now seemed feasible. I couldn't help but grin.

However, as I turned around from the door, I spotted Jessica, still nude and now covered in sweat, angrily marching towards me. Various splotches and smears of cum painted her abdomen, suggesting she was partway through meeting her quota. A hairband wrapped around her left wrist had a couple different dollar bills stuffed into it, and she held her phone in her other hand. A strange desperation comparable only to Sarah seemed to burn in her eyes, and although she very clearly wanted to seem confident, her glistening upper thighs betrayed her true feelings.

"You...asshole! Why can't I fucking cum!?" I sighed. Looks like my disciplining wasn't done yet.

"Look, I'll answer your question, but you're gonna have to be more respectful to me." She gritted her teeth and grabbed me by the collar. Wrong answer.

"Why. Can't. I. Fucking. Cum!?"

"Because I haven't allowed you to."

"Then..." I could physically see her contemplate the implications of that statement. Her face softened, her grip loosened, a sense of defeat seemed to sink into her, washing away her hardened mask. Now all that was left was the clawing, animalistic need. "...fuck...please, just let me cum. I can't take it, I need to cum. It's impossible to meet the quota without cumming, it's..."

I gently placed my hands on her arm and lowered it from my shirt. Maybe it's because of how harshly I went off on Sarah that I decided to be nice with Jessica. Maybe it's because I subconsciously wanted to separate myself from my past self from who I wanted to be now with the rulebook. Maybe it's because of how much i'd already torn her ego down today. Maybe it's just because she was hotter than Sarah. Some part of me wanted to go easier, if only a little, on her than I'd acted towards everyone else today. After all, she hadn't hit me, just grabbed my clothes. For now, though, it was my turn to intimidate.

"There is a rule I didn't get to tell you about earlier. You ran off before I could explain what exactly are the new rules of your life. So listen closely. You are now only capable of holding the job I gave you. You will be, for all eternity, a whore. The prices Julie tattooed on you? Yeah...that might just be permanent. I may change them later though...but that's for the future. For now, you're gonna have to make twenty men cum every single day, just as Julie and I already established. However, for every man you miss in that daily quota, you will pay me fifty dollars. Every time you want to cum will be two hundred. And if you ever want to wear clothes again? They'd better help advertise just what you are. Oh, and...for grabbing me by the collar earlier...go find me a sharpie. I'll be waiting here for you."

Instantly, Jessica took off, popping into the closest classroom, still full of people in their 6th period class. The humiliation she must be feeling, standing there naked, cum on her stomach and tits, degrading tattoos littering her body, as she tore through the belongings of people she might've called friends, only looking for an item as basic as a sharpie. After only a couple minutes, she finally came back with one, her eyes now moist.

"Ah, perfect. Now," I began fully crossing out the various options on her menu, to the point that every inch of the lettering was blacked out, until all that remained was Anal and it's corresponding price tag. Then, I crossed out the 20 and drew an imperfect 10 next to it. It was certainly sloppy, but it'd have to do. "until that sharpie naturally fades, that is your menu. However, I will also let orgasms be half off for your first week on the job, so if you want to--"

Without hesitation, she pulled all of the money out of her hairband and shoved it against my chest. As soon as my hand reached up and grabbed the stack of bills, Jessica instantly began shaking and moaning. Her eyes rolled back into her head, and she collapsed onto the floor, her legs giving out from the pure pleasure. As she writhed around on the dirty hallway floor, bathing in her much-needed release, I couldn't help but grin. Just a few hours ago, she had been the meanest bitch here, ruining the day of anyone that got in her way. Now look at her.

"T-thank...thank you..." I nodded down at her, and simply stepped over the naked, cumstained body wriggling on the floor. There was nothing else to say to her. After all, it'd been a very long day, and it was finally time to head home. As I walked through the halls, I noticed the once prominent sounds of people moaning as they fucked with a ferocity many had never felt before had quieted a little. Perhaps most of the people once **** for sex had exhausted themselves so thoroughly they'd fallen asleep. Had I gone too far? I shook that thought from my head. No, doubting my own judgement wouldn't do anyone any good. If I could shape reality to my will, why shouldn't I fulfill my own fantasies? Who cares about anyone else? Only I matter now.

I was so deep in thought about the inherent superiority the rulebook gave me that I didn't even notice i'd already made it to my car. Waking up from my reassuring thoughts, I hopped in my old sedan and set off once again for home.