The life of a coed shame slut.

You never did get used to the constant humiliation and dehumanization you get exposed to on a daily basis. You spend more nights sleeping on the floor like a neglected pet than you do in your own bed. You get the 'honor' of waking up Daisy and her latest conquest with blowjobs and buttfucks more nights than you get blankets and a mattress. You hate to admit it, but you prefer the morning meal to the good night's sleep. Of course, Daisy never tires of hearing you admit it, often on camera to add to the endless hours of you debasing yourself for dick.

You have long given up on standing up for yourself or trying to salvage anything resembling a normal life. What's the point when virtually everyone you have ever known and everyone one you ever will know thinks of you as a brain dead bottom bimboi that gets off on being put in her place? What's the point when you crumple so quickly and surrender so sweetly? You remember the first time Daisy got so drunk at a sissy slumber party she dragged you to that she decided it would be Hee-larious to let you try and fuck her, and the laughter and scorn heaped on you when you were to nervous to get it up. Just another night at the bottom of a fuck pile and the butt of another joke.

Your last shred of hope was obliterated when your father came to take you home. Despite everything, the shame you brought to your family and ending the family line as an only child and a limp dick sissy, he still accepted you. He still loved you. He wanted to take you back home where he could protect you.

For one sweet second you believed you might have some kind of future beyond being everyone's punching bag and fuck doll. Then Daisy started licking her lips and before long she had seduced him, sucked him dry, and sissified her so that you were the one getting fucked by your sissy mommy. You really, REALLY regretted insulting her that way. Now you were the one with in an illicit incestuous affair everytime your sissy mommy came to fuck her sissy slut daughter and score with college studs.

You don't bother going to classes anymore. They always end with you getting caught blowing some stranger or getting buttfucked in front of the whole class when you bend over to pick up your pencil. Of course, you always get blamed because your reputation proceeds you, and to be fair, you do drop an inordinate amount of pencils.

And it's not like you have a future outside of porn, or as a sissy whore to bois that have to wear condoms and want to feel like a real man. You've had more than your fair share of that. Sissies especially seem to love to watch you struggle to get off before some pent up virgin fills his condom with his weak load. They know all too well that the more **** you get for the sweet release of a mind melting sissygasm, the lower you will lovingly sink to get your fix. The things you've done to get a fat cock or thick clit to pound the cum out of you are so vile and depraved that they would probably get your story banned if someone submitted it for publication. The videos of it seem to circulate just fine however.

Still now that you've sunken as low as you can, at least you don't have to worry about things getting any worse. Then again, everytime you think that, Daisy and her friends come up with something so much more worse than you ever could have imagined. They told you they are taking you to a horse farm this weekend to learn how to ride, and from your experience at the kennel and the pig farm, you have a sinking feeling you will be riding bareback again.

The saddest, sickest part of your life now? You can't help but love every miserable moment of it. You suppose you will from now, until...