Lisa's Days as a

The next few days were difficult for both sisters, though in admittedly different ways. For Lisa, they were a series of torments and ''games'' intended by David to help break her down, and to destroy her will. She was allowed to wear no clothes at all, and made to crawl on her hands and knees. David made sure that everyone at the college knew that she could be touched and teased by anyone, and many of them did. Lisa had to endure people she didn't know coming up to her and fondling her breasts, or teasing her nipples, hands played over her naked body, and even her pussy was not spared, as people made sure to pay attention to it with their fingers. Sometimes, they just groped her, but sometimes, they even went so far as to penetrate her with their fingers, or with tools like pencils. When this happened, David would watch with a grin, ordering her to spread her legs as far as they would go, making her stand and endure it as she was used.

Again and again, Lisa would be brought to the very cusp of a climax, feeling her heart pounding and her throat grow dry. But more often than not, David would step in then, preventing her from reaching orgasm, and shooing the other person off. At first, Lisa was just grateful that she hadn't been made to cum, but as it kept happening, again and again, she started to realise the true depth of the torment. Each time she was fingered, stroked, or penetrated, she would grow more sensitive, and it didn't always totally fade before the next time. Her pussy grew wet, anticipation coiled around her muscles like a snake, and as much as she tried to deny the building sense of arousal, Lisa knew that she was very obviously into it on some level. That realisation made her flush with shame, her own body betrayed her, her nipples growing harder, and her womanhood parting to show the world how wet she was.

People watched her, people she had known for years, people she had called friends, and it was as though she was not even the same person they had known. Many of them looked away, as though ashamed of their thoughts when they saw her naked body, but others watched with naked lust, and a few even took turns with her themselves! This felt like the ultimate betrayal, because at least when a stranger teased her, Lisa could shut it out on some level, but when a friend did it, it was different. It was more personal, and she could feel every touch of their fingers, every stroke, every contact with her skin radiating through her body like a shockwave.

She felt humiliated and ashamed, more than she ever had in her life up to this point. David dragged her from class to class over the days, always making her crawl behind him. Her collar felt tight around her neck, David had been sure to tighten it, just a little. So she could never forget that it was there.

Then, of course, there were the times that David actively made her participate in her own humiliation. Once, during a class on biology, he made her go to the front desk and spread her legs in front of the whole class. Some people had cheered or clapped, and it coloured her face red, but not as much as being made to touch herself did a moment later. Her whole body had already been primed by the teasing she'd undergone, so it responded eagerly to her fingers, her nerves burning with pleasure and desire. Her obvious arousal had not failed to be commented on, and many of the girls talked about how easy she was being, and how much it was obvious that she was enjoying herself. Lisa wanted to scream at them, to tell them how she'd been teased beforehand, driven to the very edge of her endurance, toyed with by so many guys and girls alike.

But she didn't. She knew full well that David would punish her if she even tried. And as a result, a whole class left that lesson thinking that she was really enjoying being a ****, and that she was aroused by everything being done to her.

"They think that you're a whore." David said to her later, as she sucked him off, his cock in her mouth, twitching and eager. As Lisa sucked on it, and teased it with her tongue, she felt him reaching down to fumble with her breasts, quickly fixing his attention on her nipples. "And who can blame the really? You always acted like this, didn't you? With your short skirts and your flirting, you just never let anyone get this far. Well, now you don't have a choice, now, I'm going to make the whole college see you for the perverted whore that you are."

He came in her mouth, filling it with his seed, which he made her gulp down, even though she hated it. Then, it was back to being paraded around the college, so that everyone could see her and what she had become. Lisa felt tears pricking at the corners of her eyes as she crawled, enduring the gazes of people she once would have called friends or at least fellow students. But she was not a student anymore, she was a ****, and she had few rights other than those her master would give her.

And David gave her very few of those indeed.