No more nice things (humiliation)

Jane was living a good relationship with her husband, John. They didn't have much money, but they enjoyed their time together.

He didn't mind her small frame and flat chest, and he was really gentle during sex, taking their time to appreciate it.

Of course, she enjoyed some kinky stuffs too, the kitchen table saw some stuffs that should have stayed in the bedroom. She wasn't bad with her tongue and liked to please him with her mouth. it was great.

But things were slowly getting awry, as John lost his job and paying the bills were getting difficult to do. So, Jane did what she could.

She hit on her boss to get a raise. But, it didn't come without any cost.

"Is it necessary to do that in the bathroom?"

"It's the only place where we won't be bothered. Now, suck my cock if you want that much a raise."

"Ugh..."

She didn't want to use her hands, so she just used her mouth to please her boss. Luckily, she was good enough to make him come and since, she was in the bathroom, she spitted it all in the toilet.

The raise helped with the bills, and for a moment, it was going better. But, that moment of sex and humiliation when she got her boss cock in her mouth was still in the back of her mind. And doing harder things didn't help much. She was... getting bored.

"You sure, you want me to cum on your face?"

"Yes, please, and call me a slut."

"Alright... slut. You like having my jizz all over your face?"

"Mmmh, yes daddy, give me more!"

"Mmmh, fuck, daddy, this is disgusting, but I liked it!"

"Great! That was indeed fun."

Still, the cum and dirty comments came... tame... He wasn't dominant enough.

So, when money became an issue again, because John couldn't find a job. Jane knocked at their landlord door.

"Hi, I'm really sorry, but we can't pay you this month. Is it possible to... arrange something?"

"What do you have in mind?" The man asked, intrigued.

"I'm good with my mouth, I could help you relax a few times a week."

"Come here when call you with a dildo in your pussy, and the rent is forgotten."

With that accord, Jane came as soon as he texted her, the dildo only kept in by her panties. He **** his cock in her mouth and used her mouth, more than she used her tongue, to please himself. She was just a cocksleeve, and somehow, it made her cum... hard.

"Damn, bitch, you're special one to cum by being used like a cheap sex toy."

With his cock **** into her mouth, she couldn't spit the cum and had to swallow it all. Making the humiliation, and the pleasure, greater. But John quickly realized what she was doing, and his attitude toward her changed. He stopped touching her, making her even more eager to be used by the landlord, and even was craving more.

Then, one day, John asked her to come with him. She followed him and in the back of an illegal casino, they met two men in a suit.

"Is that her?" They asked.

"Yes, it's my slutty wife. You clean my debt if I give to you, right?"

"What?!" She shouted, hearing her husband selling her.

"Yes!" They said, grabing her.

"What are you doing honey??"

But he didn't even look at her while they stripped her and started to fuck her, both side. One dick in her mouth, one in her pussy. They used her in front of him, and she couldn't contain her pleasure of being abused in front of him.

"You were right, she'll be a great whore, that one!"

"You can go, we'll keep her."

John left the room, and she was brought to a brothel they owned. There she was dressed and prepared to be used by all sorts of men, most of them far from handsome. For a few bucks, they could use her and humiliate her.

She was turned into a rented sex doll, covered in cum, ignored as a person. The only other people she could have conversation were the other whore of the brothel.

Later she was brought in another part of the brothel, and got a dog collar. They told her she couldn't speak anymore, just bark. Men used her like a fuck pet and the more she was humiliated, the better sex was. Being used like that was making her crazy horny, people were literally fucking her brain out. To the point that she started to forget English, as she was communicating with only barking.

John came to see her one day, regretting his past mistake, but she didn't even recognize him, she just crawled to him, sniffing his crotch and hoping to be used.