See-through Shirt

Once again the email had Luisa in Sarah's office in a rage. "I didn't fucking sign up for this!" she exclaimed. Again she'd printed out the email to use as a prop. She held it up in her fist and waved it around.

"Please have a seat and take a breath, Luisa," came Sarah's reply. "We can talk about this like adults."

"I don't want to do that!" shouted Luisa, realizing how silly it sounded as it came out of her mouth. "Last time you talked me into it!"

Sarah laughed. "Sorry," she said. "You have to admit it's funny, though."

Luisa sat. "Yeah," she said.

The email in question had the same format as usual:

Dress Code: No shoes. Grey, form-fitting, light wool business slacks. Backless, sheer, see-through top. No bra. Write 'cum slut' visibly across breasts. Be sure to wear during office hours!

Talk: Talk about your glory hole shift, and make the writing real for us!

Sarah said, "I don't think this is really so bad, but before we get to that, there's a different request."

Luisa had a sinking feeling. "Something even more degrading?" she asked.

Sarah laughed again. "No, nothing like that. Just, there were some complaints from the men in your class, that your glory hole shift is too busy and they couldn't get in. I discussed it with Natalie, and I'd like to set up an arrangement so this doesn't happen again."

"You mean, like a second shift?" Luisa thought about it. Despite the changes in the classroom, she still enjoyed sucking cocks every Thursday morning. Something about the feeling of a cock sliding along her tongue made her feel warm and secure... a second shift wouldn't be so bad.

"Not exactly," said Sarah. "I was thinking we'd set up a second booth next to your office, and your office hours could double as glory hole hours, but just for your students."

"How is that going to work?" she asked skeptically.

"Just like the current booth," said Sarah. "We have some research budget we can use for construction, and the college has been funneling us plenty of money lately. Remember, this project might get rolled out across the whole department if the results are good. For your office we'll set up some system so you'll only be, uhh, bothered during normal office hours."

Luisa rolled her eyes.

"Now," said Sarah. "About this request. You realize it's just roleplay, right? It's no different from when the men in the booth want to call you names, or ask you to say things."

"I get that," said Luisa sourly. "Though I don't understand why a bunch of lesbians want this stuff."

"All the women in class get a vote," said Sarah. "The LWG brought up the equity issue but they couldn't really limit things after that now, could they? Anyway, I suggest you try to approach it like acting -- none of it has to be true, you just need to pretend a little. Treat it like we are, like a science experiment. See if you can see any behavioral changes in your class."

"Dammit, you're talking me into it again," growled Luisa.

Work started on the glory hole that day. "It'll be done in time for your next office hours," promised Sarah.

On Thursday, Luisa sucked cock non-stop for her entire hour, and several men pissed in her mouth as well, including the verbally degrading guy she hated. She practiced taking their cocks deeper into her mouth and gulping as the piss flowed. This reduced the taste a little, but also gave her the same wonderful feeling of a cock filling her mouth and resting heavily on her tongue that she associated with blowjobs. In her mind she zoomed out and pictured herself kneeling by the wall, passively holding a pissing cock in her mouth. It was a beautiful picture. 'I'm becoming a piss drinker now,' she thought to her own surprise.

After her shift, she went to her office. Sarah was waiting there, and stood when she entered. "Just the woman I wanted to see," said Sarah.

"Do you mind if I change?" asked Luisa. "I have to get ready for my office hours." She shut the door.

"Go ahead," said Sarah. "It's nothing I haven't seen on video already," she added suggestively.

"Oh? What else have you seen on those videos?"

"Well, I learned that Joanne has pierced nipples!" exclaimed Sarah with a look of fake shock. They both laughed. "Here's the deal," started Sarah seriously.

It was then that Luisa noticed that her office had been rearranged. It was a bit smaller, and now there was a booth next to the door. Her desk had been moved, and was perpendicular to the booth, so that her chair was right up against the wall. Luisa could see a discrete hole in the wall, covered by a small cloth, just at head level if she were sitting down. A small switch and a light were on the wall near the hole.

"We've arranged things for your convenience. Flip this switch when you are in the office, and a light will come on in the hall. Angela has also hooked the door lock to the web site somehow, so students can get an online notification when the booth is available. When a student enters the booth, this light will turn on, though I imagine you won't have trouble noticing when someone comes in."

Luisa took off her shoes and shirt. She was already wearing the tight grey pants she'd bought for today -- they were form-fitting and, she thought, made her ass look pretty darn good. She picked up a marker from her desk.

She bit her lip. "Ok, I guess," she said. She toyed with the marker in her hands. "I mean, I'm not thrilled about it."

"The same rules apply for this glory hole as for the main one," said Sarah. "Unless you have any questions...?"

"What about video?"

"For now we haven't set up video here. We probably will, but Angela is the only one who can do it, and she's been pretty busy lately."

Luisa was still standing topless in front of Sarah. She had been planning to wait until Sarah left to finish her outfit, but she decided what the hell, Sarah's seen it all already. She held out the marker. "Sarah, how's your handwriting? Could you write... on me?" She couldn't bring herself to say it, and she knew Sarah had seen the email.

Sarah smiled. "Sure." She took the marker and carefully, with her best block lettering, wrote "CUM SLUT" across Luisa's chest, then capped the marker and handed it back.

Luisa put on her shirt, a mere wisp of fabric that was completely see-through. It had short, puffy sleeves and a small catch at the back of the neck, which had to be fastened in order to keep it in place, as it had no back. The words were still clearly visible. 'At least no paperclips,' she thought to herself.

"You look great," said Sarah, as she left the office.

Normally no one visited during her early office hours, and this Thursday was no exception. Luisa sat in her costume, as she thought of it, and caught up on her reading.

Luisa wore a jacket to class. She didn't want her co-workers to see the writing on her body. However, as the students filed in and started lustfully at her tits, she found she didn't really mind what they did any more.

Luisa had decided to really go for broke verbally today. She found as time went on that she was more into the role-play than she had imagined.

"Hi class. You might be wondering about the writing here on my tits. I guess I've decided to embrace it. Today at the glory hole I sucked off eleven men, and ... well I haven't told anybody this before, but I don't brush my teeth on these days, so I can taste the cum all day long." Here she made a show of running her tongue across her teeth.

She strolled leisurely around the long table, letting everyone get a close up view. While she did, she scanned the faces. They were all rapt with attention.

"Before you ask, Ms. Whitehead, I also drank urine today. Four gentlemen chose that option. I can see from your face that you think that's disgusting. I thought so too once! But over time I've come to realize it isn't so bad -- you should try it someday!"

She paused behind Marcia's chair. "Last week there were some complaints about the number of visitors during my glory hole shift. To solve this problem, we've arranged for a new booth to be installed next to my office. It's completely anonymous, of course, and I'll be available there during my office hours. You can see more details, including booth availability, online. I'd like to encourage all you gentlemen to visit and cum in my mouth."

'That ought to do it,' she thought.

After lunch, she settled in for her first office hours in the new system. She flicked the switch on the wall next to her desk, and eyed the hole. She was certain that a cock would thrust through immediately. 'And poke me in the eye,' she thought.

It didn't happen. Instead, there was a knock at the door. "Professor Jimenez?" came a voice.

"Come in," she said. It was Marcia Stevens, the severe-looking student from her class. Marcia was dressed preppy style, with a tight oxford, a tight sweater, and pumps. Her hair was styled back and in a neat pony tail. She looked like an ad from a magazine, with nothing out of place. "What can I do for you, Ms. Stevens?" asked Luisa.

Marcia sat across from her at the desk. "I have some questions about the reading... I mean the implications of what I read," she corrected. She pulled out a book and found a section. "See here..." she began.

Marcia is an intelligent young woman, thought Luisa. Her reading of the text was slightly incorrect, but novel, and the questions she raised were intriguing.

Engrossed in the conversation, Luisa didn't notice anything was amiss until Marcia said, "Umm, Professor?" She was pointing at the wall. The light was on, and a reasonably large, hard cock was poking out of the hole. 'Right at mouth level,' thought Luisa as she sat up.

"Excuse me, Ms. Stevens," she began.

"Oh, don't mind me, Professor," said Marcia. "I've watched all your videos, so this isn't any different."

Luisa, feeling that the cock needed some attention, let her hand drift up and slowly begin stroking it. "I don't really think this is..."

"Oh, it's no trouble. You do what you have to do, you can pull off to answer my questions. Don't keep him waiting!" the young co-ed exclaimed.

Luisa couldn't keep her mind off the cock and swiveled in her chair. The hole really was at the perfect height. 'He must be standing on a platform in there,' she thought, as she took the cock deep into her mouth.

Marcia continue to discuss her theories about the reading, and Luisa tried to split her attention, at some points pulling her mouth off the cock to answer a question, stroking it gently with her right hand as she did so. When Marcia was talking, Luisa sucked the cock as well as she could, while trying to keep one eye toward Marcia. 'This must be the most patient guy around,' she thought. There hadn't been a single sound from the booth.

One such answer ran a little long and Marcia said, "I think you'd better get that back in your mouth before he cums, Professor." Luisa agreed, he was getting close, and she slid the cock back into her mouth and sucked hard a few times, until she was rewarded by a stream of thick, gooey cum on her tongue.

There was no camera and no one-way glass, so she figured she would just swallow when she heard. "Please show it to me, Professor."

Embarrassed, but also excited, Luisa pulled the cock from her mouth and showed the cum to Marcia. "You may swallow now," said Marcia. "You really are a cum slut, aren't you?" Luisa had to agree.