Cumslut Is Awakened For Presentations

Cumslut woke up like her sisters, with a jolt of electricity being sent from the chip in her brain and thorough her body at the touch of a button. Her eyes opened, rapidly adjusting to her new situation, and jumped around ignoring her surroundings, looking for the only thing that really mattered: Any men present in the room.

She found them and counted them quickly, being six of them in total. Four of them were sitting in simple metal chairs just a few feet away looking right at her, while a fifth was standing with his back to her, partially blocking her view, and a sixth one was standing much further away, at the back of the room, by the only door.

The four men sitting down looked at her intently, hungrily even, some of them even openly rubbing themselves over their pants. She was starting to feel aroused at being looked at in this way.

The man with his back to her spoke, his tone firm but calming:

“Now, considering the objective of this program, I think it’s better if you pick your favorite doll. I’ll have the sluts present themselves, and you can pick one, only one. If two of you choose the same doll, you can decide to share, or you can choose again.”

“Any questions?”

The men said nothing, so the well-dressed man continued. He turned around, and Cumslut could see his face for the first time: He was fairly old, with a bushy, gray moustache and beard, and combed gray hair on his head. He was wearing a brown two-piece suit and matching shoes.

He looked at the little card on his hand for a split second, and then spoke in a soft but authoritative tone of voice:

“Uh, Pisswhore. Take two steps forward and then present yourself to the men. I want you to be as descriptive as possible.”

To Cumslut’s left, a petite, blonde woman she would’ve recognized if she paid attention to those things did as the old man said. She took two steps forward until she was even with the old man, and spoke:

“Uh… Uhm, hi” Her tone of voice was very soft and meek, but she smiled as she spoke “I’m Pisswhore.”

The blonde was wearing a simple black t-shirt, white short shorts and red sandals on her naked feet. She had half-rimmed red glasses, and her hair was up in a simple bun. A single stud on her nose and a ring on her lower lip complemented her “girl next door” getup well.

“Uh, I… I don’t know a lot about sex. I can take cock fine, and I know enough to please you but I’m… Not an expert or anything…” As if remembering something, the girl seemed to wake up after saying this, and her entire body language changed as she continued speaking, now in a more lively tone of voice “I do love piss, though. I love to gulp it down, I love to be drenched in it, I love it in my holes, I love it in my hair, I love to sleep on it like a filthy bitch.” “It’d be cool if every man here used me as his toilet and then cleaned their cocks on my hair. I’d swallow every drop until my stomach was full to bursting and then I’d-”

The old man raised his hand at this, and Pisswhore closed her mouth immediately.

“That’s enough.”

The old man looked somewhat exasperated at the blonde, but the four men sitting down looked at each other with big grins, obviously amused.

The old man looked at the piece of paper again:

“Cumslut. Same orders.”

Cumslut repeated the same actions as the girl before her, taking two steps forward before starting speaking. She was wearing a pink tube top barely containing her tits and leaving her entire midsection naked. A pink miniskirt and red high-heels, plus much exaggerated pink makeup combined into the picture of a proper bimbo.

“Hi! I’m Cumslut!” Cumslut waved at the room with both hands, her fat tits waving along even in their tight imprisonment “I, like, looooooove cocks, and I loooooove fucking, but I, like, super mega looooove yummy cummies!” “Like, I love it on my face, and inside me, and, like, in my mouth?” “I’ll suck it right out of your pisshole, or I can, like, open really wide? And you can just shoot it inside. Or deep in my throat and right into my tummy!” “Hmmmmm, I’d love that! Would you like that? To just, like, fill my dumb bimbo belly with your yummy jizz until I look preggers? Or you can, like, just fuck the shit out of my pussy! And then I can fish out all the yummy cummies with my fingers and eat it like a kitty? Or you can take turns fucking my-“

The old man cleared his throat then, and Cumslut stopped speaking. She only gave the old man a glance, but she clearly noticed him subtly rubbing the fat bulge on his pants. She wanted to say something about this, but even she wasn’t stupid enough to speak out of turn.

Many of the men sitting down were sporting tents in their orange jumpsuits as well, and one of them was openly rubbing his bulge while looking at Cumslut. She felt good having the men look at her so hungrily, knowing that she had such an effect, though she wished she could achieve her purpose fully by having them use her body to their heart’s content.

Cumslut’s words had made the old man lose his train of thought, and he had to reread the piece of paper on his hand several times to focus. He cleared his throat one last time, and said:

“Buttslut?, uh, Buttslut, same orders.”

A toffee-tanned girl wearing what can only be described as a white bikini (her entire body but her nipples and her crotch on display) did as Cumslut and Pisswhore had done before her and took two steps forward, shaking her wide hips alluringly. Her makeup was very obvious and her deep-red lipstick made her fat lips stand out even more as she spoke. Her hair was black and short, falling to just below her ears.

“Hola! Name’s Buttslut!!!” The girl waved shortly, and then turned around and bent at the hip, projecting her massive glutes forward and making the line of her bikini disappear between the two globes of flesh. Looking at the sitting men over her shoulder, she slapped her own ass, making it ripple enticingly. “I’m just a fat-assed puta for you to do what you please with!” “Slap it, pinch it, whip it, burn it, fist it, fuck it hard and long ‘till I cry, gape my asshole so bad that it won’t close down ever again. I don’t fucking care what you do with my fat ass! You’re my papi, and my papi can do with my ass whatever he fucking wants. All I am is a big, fat butt to be used by men, and I fucking love it.”

After saying this, Buttslut dropped to the ground completely, her forehead firmly on the dirty white floor and her ass high up in the air, her hands on her glutes. She separated the large and tanned globes of flesh with her hands, giving everyone in the room a clear look of her asshole, barely obscured by the white line of her bikini, and dark lips of her pussy, showing as well. And in front of all the eyes looking at her intently, she made her asshole wink once, and twice, and thrice, up to five times, demonstrating the great control she had over this hole.

She would’ve continued to do this for hours if needed, but she was quickly ordered to stand up by the old man, and she obeyed rapidly and without question.

“Dayum!!!”, One of the men sitting down said aloud, and his companions nodded along. “Yo, this bitch be mine!”

“Fuck you! Bitch is mine, maricón!” Another of the men said.

“The fuck you say!?”

Both men stood up from their chairs in a rush, forcing the guard at the back of the room to run to the front, taser in hand.

“Hey!” The old man at the front of the room yelled, the authoritative tone of his voice returning in ****. “Come on, give Officer Porter here a excuse to tase both of you and toss you into solitary for a fucking year. He’ll love it!”

Both of the men looked at the guard, pointing his taser at them, and then looked at each other. Their faces still burning with hate, they quietly sat back down on their seats.

“If you’re not gonna behave, you better believe I’ll kick you out of the program and find four other people.” “There’s eight hundred prisoners right outside that door who’d kill to be sitting where you are. Literally. And I don’t care two bits who gets to sit on those chairs.”

Slowly, calm returned to the room, if barely. And Officer Porter put his taser back in its holster, though he did not return to his position at the back.

“We’ll solve this later.”

The old man cleared his throat again, and in the same authoritative voice as before, said: “Ms. Stern. Your turn.”

The oldest-looking of the girls took two steps forward. Her deep green eyes looking around the room with a serious look on her face. She wasn’t quite as old as the old man giving the orders, but she was still very obviously in her forties despite the nice makeup on her face. She was wearing a simple spaghetti-straps green dress down to her thighs, combining plainness with sexiness in the way that it just barely covered the woman’s nethers, reassuring everyone that the simplest breeze would give them an open view to the woman’s privates. Her red hair was up in a bow.

“Hello.” She said waving at the men “I’m Ms. Stern, and I’ve been brought here to discipline disrespectful young boys.” “I cannot tolerate impertinence, and cannot tolerate moodiness, but the one of you who gains my respect, the one of you who proves to me to be an upstanding young man…” A small pause, as Ms. Stern took the time to hike up her dress, to give everyone in the room a look at her neatly-shaved snatch. “…Will gain the right to impregnate my slutty pussy.”

Ms. Stern sucked on two of her long fingers deeply, and in plain view of all the men started rubbing herself with them. “I bet you boys would love to see me with a huge baby bump. To parade me around and show everyone how you claimed my cunt with your big, fat cock and knocked up the shit out of me.” Ms. Stern moaned deeply, rubbing herself rhythmically “Hmmmm, yeah, I bet you would… But only good boys get to earn that…”

Ms. Stern made a show out of placing her cum-soaked fingers on her bottom lip “…Won’t you be a good boy for me…?”

Two of the men in the room swallowed deeply at this question, one of the prisoners sitting down, and Officer Porter.

After these introductions, and much arguing, it was finally decided what whore would go with what prisoner. For the next three days, that whore would belong to that man, and only to him, but he would only gain the right to use their doll at the end of the day, if they had been well-behaved.

The experiment, and Cumslut’s newest assignment, had officially begun.