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You're called into Mr. Milton's office. And the first thing you see is Margo, on all fours, clad in only a thong. Her pale, exposed body is a pleasant sight, but quite unexpected.

You look up at Mr. Milton sitting at his desk. "What the?" You ask.

Margot crawls over to you. "Cum. Cum. I want your cum." Her hair has been straightened and dyed platinum blonde. Her lips are crazy thick, either due to some sort of temporary suction treatment or surgery. Her face is slathered in makeup making her look like a cheap whore and on top of the makeup, a thick layer of jizz.

You glance back at Mr. Milton, absolutely shocked. "Yours?" You ask as Margot paws at your crotch, which is getting rather stiff.

Mr. Milton nods. "among others."

"Please... cum all over me." Margot begs. And you notice the cum dripping down her jaw, running down her neck onto her breasts, which are also covered by cum, and the word "SLUT" written in black marker.

You can't help yourself. You unzip your pants and let Margot do the rest. She eagerly reaches in and pulls out your cock, which as gotten fully erect, very quickly. And she starts to jerk it above her face.

"How did you do this?" You ask Mr. Milton.

"I told you. I control her tuition." This reason of his seems a bit unseemly.

"You mean you blackmailed her?" You ask disappointed.

"Not quite. I just looked into her school records. Turns out she'd been skipping all her classes because of her professors. What was that excuse you gave dear?"

Margot's eyes stare at your member as she jerks it as if it's the most fantastic thing she's ever seen. She licks her lips. She's entranced. But she's heard her step-father's question, so she gives an answer. "A slut like me can't be in the same room as such dominant cocks without falling to my knees."

Mr. Milton scoffs. "I believe the excuse she gave was they were full of 'patriarchal microaggressions' whatever that means. But I like this new excuse better, don't you?"

You nod, completely overwhelmed by what's happening here.

Mr. Milton goes on "So since she wasn't going to class, I decided she didn't need the money. I guess she tried getting a couple real jobs, but working hard and not complaining wasn't in her nature. But when she came to me, I reminded her of something that <i>was</i> in her nature. Isn't that right Margot."

"That's not my name anymore, remember?" Margot says. "I'm waiting for my new husband to give me my new name."

"Well whose cock do you think you're jerking right now?" Mr. Milton says.

Margot looks up at you with loving, surprised eyes. She opens her mouth in shock, and immediately kneels tall and slides that open mouth around your member, her lips down your shaft as deep as possible and holds there.

And you can't take it any more. Your cock explodes in her throat, making her gag and ****, making cum and spit spray out from between her lips as she pulls them off you.

"I told her that I found her future husband, and that he'll name her and turn her into whatever type of sub-human slut he wants. And she liked that idea." Mr. Milton is proud. "She's all yours."

You glance at him. You glance at Margot. She's on all fours now, licking up the cum and spit that sprayed onto the floor. She's all yours, you think. And you feel any sense of morality or human decency starting to fall from your mind. All yours.