Pain

"Pain" you say.

Jessica looks at you curiously. "I thought pain was a reward?"

"Pain is a punishment. Understanding that your full purpose is to be punished is the reward."

And Jessica smiles, pulling her bra down, exposing her c-cups and big pink nipples to the room.

"Do you think Erin is living up to her full purpose?" You ask Jessica. Eagerly Jessica shakes her head. "What do you think would change that?"

Jessica takes a deep breath, her beautiful pale breasts heave in. "More pain than she could ever imagine."

What a good slut you have in Jessica, you think, and what a great one you'll have in Erin... eventually. "Good girl." you say, "Now come here for a kiss."

Jessica walks over and puckers her lips. You slap her face hard. "Thank you" she whispers, then walks over to Erin. "Am I your boss?"

Erin looks her up and down, and despite the fact that her mouth is covered in Jessica's juices, the reality of what's happening still probably seems bizarre to her. But Erin nods.

"Am I your hero?" Jessica asks.

Erin nods again.

"Am I the biggest pig slut you've ever met?"

Erin nods. You see her shuffling around, rubbing her thighs together. Very turned on,

"Do you want to be just like me?"

Erin answers. "Yes, Jessica."

And Jessica loses it. Her hands flail, slapping at Erin's face hard. Erin falls to the ground. "What did I tell you my name was?"

Erin tries to cover herself, but there's little she can do. Jessica kneels over her on the ground, slapping her face, her tits, abusing her hard. "Slut!" Erin tries to answer "Slut!"

"And what is your name?" Jessica slaps Erin's stomach, her thighs, her crotch. Erin yelps.

"Slut! My name is slut too!"

"Then start rubbing yourself and enjoying this Slut!" Jessica's voice is harsh but submissive. Broken yet insistent.

Erin pulls her hands down from her face, you can tell she's assuming that as soon as she obeys the slapping will end. She's wrong.

But she obeys anyway. And soon her hand is slipped between her thighs, her lingerie is pulled to the side, and her fingers are working hard at her clit. All the while Jessica continues to slap her face and tits and body, hard. Very, very hard. Erin just takes it.

Erin squirms on the floor in pleasure as Jessica cocks her arm back hard and brings it down onto her tit. Her skin is getting red.

Then she does it again.

Then again.

Then she stops.

Erin looks up at Jessica, her mouth open, famished for more ****, confused why it's not happening.

"Erin?" Jessica asks.

"Yes?" Erin says, slowly stopping her fingering.

And then Jessica wails on her hard. "What the fuck is your name?"

"Slut!" Erin says, immediately rubbing herself more furiously as the slapping continues. "I'm sorry it's Slut"

And soon Jessica pulls back again. "Erin?" She asks again.

"Yes?" Erin responds. And again Jessica slaps at her, this time shoving her hands out of the way and coming down hard on her spread cunt.

Erin screams. Erin screams louder than you've ever heard her scream before.

And it occurs to you that she's answering to her own name on purpose, because she knows there will be punishment. This plan is either failing or working perfectly.

"Please slap me again in my cunt" Erin says. "I need to be punished. Please tear off my clothes so I can see how bruised my skin is getting and how close I'm coming to perfection. I shouldn't have worn these clothes to begin with. I should have come here naked. I should have fucked everyone I saw along the way. I should have begged them to **** me. I should have fucked Jamal and his friends too."

"Good girl" Jessica smiles, beginning to undress Erin.

But you notice something not quite right. "STOP!" you shout, your cock hard, wishing you could join in the proceedings. But not yet. "If she's giving orders, then you're being too gentle."

Jessica's eyes open wide. Of course. How did she not realize. So she stops undressing Erin, leaving the girl only bottomless, her red, bald, wet pussy peaking out from her negligee. Then grabs her by the hair and holding her only by the hair, pulls her across the floor behind her desk. Erin screams as her sweaty body is dragged across the tile.

Then Jessica jumps up to her desk, opens a drawer and starts shuffling around.

You look at Erin, who looks up at you through her big, wanton eyes. "Beg her to hurt you."

"Please hurt me!" Erin cries.

"More" you insist.

"Please!" A tear streams down her cheek.

"Why?" You ask.

"Because my pain is your pleasure and your pleasure is my purpose." Erin's chest heaves with anticipation.

"Here we are" Jessica says, pulling something from her desk drawer, and that something makes Erin's eyes open wide. Very wide.