of course not

So why did I took a step backwards? And why did I lower my bottom towards her extended middle finger?

I felt her long finger nail wrap its way around my pulled-up panties. I felt my asshole resist as she toyed with its puckered entrance. And then she was inside me. She slid her middle finger straight up my butt.

I stood there, knees bent, offering her my bum, quivering, in tears. I slid my ass up and down her finger. I remembered the CEO in the lift, how I had let him eye fuck me so he would order me... pay me and let me effectively be his whore. I was allowing my ass to be ****. Where was my dignity? Where was my pride?

"That is delicious, slut" Nicola congratulated me. "You're going to make a wonderful whore."

I was going to make a wonderful whore? What did she mean by that? I was Senior medical student on my way to becoming a doctor! I was no whore. But as I slid my ass up and down her finger I had to admit, I was pretty close to being a whore. I wasn't exactly resisting was I? Why didn't I resist?

"Dance," she ordered.

I danced on her finger. I wriggled and writhed while her finger probed my passage.

"Delicious," she congratulated me. "Screw yourself on my finger."

I fucked my ass compliantly on her digit.

"Are you going to dance on my finger next time, slut?" she asked.

"Yes miss," I panted.

"You will beg me for my finger next time, won't you slut?"

"Yes miss," I answered, not really caring what I was agreeing to.

She pulled her finger from my ass. God. How shameful that I yearned for it to be put back there. I had started to enjoy it, hadn't I?

"On your knees," she commanded.

I knelt at her feet obediently. My asshole glowed, throbbed.

"That's good Elizabeth..." she purred. "The CEO will be so pleased when I report back to him."

Good. That was all I wanted. It was almost over, wasn't it? Just had to keep going. It would be over soon.

"Use your tongue to on my sore feet," she commanded suddenly.

Oh God. She wanted me to lick her feet! That was what whores did, wasn't it? I was no whore – there was no way I was going to lick her feet!

Hadn't I already sunk as low as I could go?