Things Go From Bad To worse

The next day, Lisa was brought to the assembly hall again. She was nervous and skittish. Not helped at all by the way that Lillian was grinning as she pulled her along, tugging again and again the chain anchored to her clit piercing to make her jump and stagger.

“We’re going to have a fun day today, my little slut,” Lillian said. “Or rather, I am. You, I expect are not. But that’s the fate of a college ****, isn’t it? So sad.”

Lisa didn’t answer.

It was early morning when she was led into the hall, and it was exactly how she remembered. The stage in the centre, ringed with seats that rose gradually upwards like a stadium. The surging spotlights which had blanketed it before were dull and dark now. Lisa still gave a little shiver, remembering how they had played against her naked skin.

There were already people there. Men and women wearing worker’s clothes. They were assembling something, but Lisa didn’t look at it too hard. She was rather sure she’d find out what it was later.

There was a room behind the stage where speakers could be prepared. A small room, full of dust and some mirrors and a chair or two. Nothing fancy at all. It was here she was led by Lillian, and here where she was left. The door closed with a click. The lock turned and twisted. Not that Lisa could have left anyway, given her hands were still secured behind her back.

She waited. The room was silent and dark. She didn’t like this. She didn’t like that Lillian had just left her here. It made her think that it was part of the scheme. Part of whatever plan her mistress had concocted.

“I’m not beaten yet. I’m not done. Whatever Lillian has planned, I’ll be able to take it…”

The door clicked again and she spun, but it was David who was there to greet her with a grin.

“Doing well?” He asked her. “Got enough water? Ready for your big performance?”

Her face flushed red but she managed a glare.

“Enjoying this, are you?”

“More than you can possibly believe. I’ve always wanted to have the chance to fuck with with you, Lisa. But I admit that I never expected it to be quite so literal. Did you enjoy your time in the gym, by the way? The guys can’t wait to pay you another visit.”

Lisa’s eyes fell to the ground. Memories of her time in the gym flooded back to her. Breaking through her barriers. For a moment, she could hear the moaning, of her best friend.. She could feel the hard cocks inside of her. Thrusting and fucking and filling her up. Her skin stung where she had been slapped and the broiling, shameful pleasure that had served only to heighten her humiliation returned in full ****.

“Getting a bit wet?” David asked. “I always knew you were a whore.”

She looked up at him again, glaring furiously.

“I’m not scared of you,” Lisa whispered. “You want me to be. You want me to be beaten down, both of you. But I won’t be. You can use me for whatever you want, but I won’t crack under it. I won’t break.”

David chuckled, striding forward into the room. Lisa backed away, but the room was small, and she could only go so far. When he reached her, David’s hand rose. She braced for him to touch her chest or her pussy, to fill her with shame and make her regret her words.

Instead, he caressed the side of her face. Almost gently.

“From where I’m standing, you already have. Cracked, I mean. You keep saying you won’t break, but I wonder who that message is really for? Us or you? You’re fighting so hard, but deep down you know the truth.”

Now his hand fell. Slowly, oh so slowly, his fingertips traced across her naked body. Lisa shivered, trying to ignore how her spine twisted with anticipation. She hated this! She hated him! She hated what she had become and wanted to sink into the earth and never be seen again.

But she could not control how her body was reacting.

“You can lie to yourself all you want, Lisa. You can lie to me or Lillian. You can pretend to be the proud, noble girl. A hero of your own story. But in the end, your lower lips don’t do the same. You’re soaking. You’re a little slut who gets off on being enslaved and used. You have no rights, you have no future. You have nothing but what you are now and part of you loves that. You’re a sex ****, to be used as we see it. And college **** or not, you always will be.”

She shook her head, trying to deny him. To stem the flood of his words. He reached out, his finger flicked the piercing between her legs just once. The rush of sensation made her moan.

“There you are. Your true self at last. You know if you were like this before, we might even have been friends. But don’t worry, Lisa. I won’t bother you for long. It’s almost time for your big performance and I was sent to get you ready.”

As he spoke, he was undoing his pants, letting them fall down his legs to reveal his erect cock. Lisa tried to move back, but his hand snapped out, his fingers closing around her collar and dragging her close.

She felt his shaft pressing against her upper legs.

“Oh, you’re not getting away that easily. I admit I’ve had a lot of fun messing with you. Letting the guys use you. Humiliating you. Fucking that little friend of yours. But now I’m done playing. Now is what I was waiting for. In a little bit, you’re expected out there. On the stage. And that’s going to be fun. But that, we’re going to have a little fun of our own right here and now.”

His finger played with the piercing on her clit. Shuddering tremors ran up and down her body. Lisa tried to close her eyes, to block it all out, but when his hands moved up to engulf her breasts, she couldn’t resist letting out a squeak. David’s cock pressed between her legs. Her back was to the wall, her arms still bound.

She was helpless. Helpless, about to be used and totally, full of shame. She promised herself that she wouldn’t moan, but as soon as he entered her, it started. His cock was hard and long, pushing past her lower lips. Lisa had been fucked many times before. Lillian had whored her out, she’d been punished, former friends had had their way with her. By now, she was extremely familiar with the feeling of a cock in her pussy.

But this was different. This was someone who had enjoyed tormenting her and humiliating her through the whole thing. A man she genuinely considered her enemy.

And he was fucking her.

Pinned against the wall, Lisa’s back arched, her mouth grew wide. Her eyes closed, but the feelings raged within her. David’s cock filled her pussy, each thrust sending rippling waves of heat lashing through her nerves. She moaned and groaned, tingles rising through her. Pleasure battered her mind, but it only made her feel lower. She knew she shouldn’t be getting off to this, inside, she was screaming, hating it.

But her body didn’t care. She was soaked, each thrust of his hips was followed by a wet slap, he laughed, picking up speed. His rhythm tore at her breath. David’s hands plucked and teased her chest, pulling and twisting her nipples.

“Are you enjoying it, you slut?” He asked, thrusting deeper and harder. She squirmed pathetically. A cry tore from her throat, but he just laughed. “Are you enjoying being my toy? This is what you did! And you know I’ve been doing this to Stacy all along too!”

Guilt stabbed at her like a blade, and Lisa shook her head, but David’s hand descended, delivering a quick slap to her chest that made her recoil with pain.

“You gave her to me!”

“N-no!”

“You caused this!”

“Never!”

She was gasping. Her body was aflame, pleasure, humiliation and regret burned through her like a sun. Her mouth was half open and she was gasping and panting. David fucked her like she had never been fucked before.

“Moan for me, little slut.”

Lisa shook her head again, trying to resist. Pleasure boiled through her body, her legs were twitching. It was all so much.

“Moan, I said!”

His hand came down again, harder this time. Pain flashed through her body. A long lewd moan tore from her lips before she could stop it. Her face flamed with shame.

David sped up, moving faster and faster and faster, Lisa’s head spun, his cock felt so good. Her toes were curling! She couldn’t focus. She couldn’t think. She was losing herself in the sea heat and pleasure. Every inch the little slut he said she was and loathing it.

David grunted, his orgasm fast approaching. His cock spasmed, Lisa begged him not to fill her up, but that was too late. A hot wetness spread through her pussy as David groaned with desire. He came so hard, sticky warmth clung to her thighs, to the lips of her pussy. It dripped from her labia and even filled her inside.

This couldn’t be happening!

But it was, and as he pulled out, David gave a smirk of satisfaction.

“Just how I always wanted to see you, Lisa. Broken, beaten and covered in my cum. Oh, I wish I could play with you like this for hours. But your audience awaits.”