No.

“Stop fingering yourself.”

She whined pathetically as I denied her satisfaction but obeyed.

“Now clean your fingers with your mouth,” I said like I was asking her to grab me a beer. She obeyed with a surprising eagerness, relishing the debasement. She slurped on her fingers, seeming to enjoy the taste of her pussy and ass.

“No, not like that. When you clean your fingers see how far you can stick them down your throat. If you really gag yourself you’ll produce more saliva to help clean them.”

Her face went red but she obeyed, trying to shove her hand into her mouth. She made the sexiest gagging and retching noises. She convulsed a bit as she did it, and I saw her instinctively try to move the other hand to her needy pussy before she caught herself and placed it back on her thigh.

“Anyway, yes, you’re a fucktoy, a whore, and all the rest. And so you’re going to need clothes that suit a fucktoy, not a medical student. A medical student is a respectable member of society, valued and esteemed by her peers. She wears clothes that display dignity, restraint, and cover her body modestly. A medical student wants to be noticed for her brain, not just her tits and holes. She wants, and deserves, respect.

“Now, a fucktoy on the other hand, only grudgingly covers her whore body. She knows that no one cares about what’s in her brain, and she dresses to highlight the only thing she’s good for. Her brain is only useful for helping her please men and get cock. She neither wants, nor deserves, respect. Obviously, society rightfully disdains such worthless cunts, and so you’ll have to make sure that you have at least some clothes that won’t get you arrested or kicked out of school. Your job this week as you go shopping is to buy clothes that make it completely clear to everyone who sees you that you’re worthless except as a whore and that you’re completely unworthy of respect. Every outfit you wear should be calculated to maximize male attention. Consider your clothes as serving only the purpose of advertising for your holes. If you don’t feel humiliated and degraded in the clothes you buy, then you’ll know that you haven’t chosen correctly. And of course, if you fail in your task you will be severely punished.”

She retched and her eyes rolled back. Slobber dribbled down her chin, wetting her tits and belly. Looking down I could see that her cunt was dripping.

“Before you go and think that I’ll punish you like I did for cheating on me, I want to make it clear that now that we know exactly what you are, we know that all that stuff isn’t a punishment for you. You enjoy being used and degraded. As for what a punishment may look like now… well, you don’t want to know. But I’ll make sure you don’t enjoy it at all. Clear?”

She withdrew her hand which was covered in foamy spit and said “Yes sir. Is there anything specific you want me to buy?” As I went to answer she switched hands, gagging herself on the finger that had been inside her asshole.

“You’ll need clothes for every activity that you’d usually do, and some real whorish stuff for your newer activities. I think the exercise outfit I bought you is probably too conservative, so replace that, and grab some bathing suits, costumes, and maybe some kind of eveningwear that shows a lot but in a somewhat classier way in case I need to take you out somewhere. You should also buy outfits specifically to wear at home, not for comfort, but to make you look good for me so that I’ll want to use you. You’ll probably need some underwear, as there will be times where that’s all you’ll be allowed to wear. Friday night we’ll have a little fashion show and you can show me what you’ve got.”

She nodded as she gagged. For a moment I thought she was going to puke but she held it down.

“There’s one more thing I want you to do this week, a bit of homework. Due Friday as well. I want you to write a little essay.”

Her eyes flashed up to me, confused. Hell, why do all the work myself. I enjoyed making her a party to her own degradation, and being an academic, and essay wouldn’t be a problem.

“Yup, an essay. Just like in school, except the topic is a bit different. You’re going to write a page or two on exactly what you think it means to be a fucktoy and a sex ****. I want you to put some thought into it, as I think it will help you in your training. I want you do discuss the areas you think you need to improve to be a perfect fucktoy and I want you to suggest a few things, activities, tasks, rules, whatever, that you think will help you get there. Do you understand?”

She slurped the spit off her hand and said, “yes sir.”

“That's my good little slut. Now suck my cock.”