Jodie gazed at the flaccid penis as it appeared into view. The unknown owner rested his manhood on her gloryhole almost expectantly. She was about to give pleasure to her 8th customer that day, though it was nothing new to her. She had been on her knees for at least 14 hours daily for around 3 or 4 months straight now. She was now a sex slave, and she could do nothing about it.
She was just a slut, and her feelings didn't matter. This was Jodie's mantra she kept repeating to herself.
She was a quiet and dispirited young girl, with long black hair, pale skin, tattoos, and scars from trying to cut herself as a teenager. Jodie used to be a part of the goth crowd, but her parents had worked hard to earn her a spot at university. She had travelled hundreds of miles to a new area and Jodie felt out of place. She hadn't made many friends, and that made her a prime target.
Jodie could barely remember what she used to be like. Her past didn't matter now. She only understood that cock needed to go in her mouth. She licked her face clean of cum from her last customer, took a swig of water, and leaned forward to bring the penis into her hands. The musky scent filled her nostrils. It was now a familiar smell.
The girl started slow, as she was taught. She began kissing the head and working her way down the base, feeling unkempt pubic hair brush her face. This was clearly a man who lacked in hygiene, but it didn't faze her like it used to. A slut's feelings don't matter. Jodie knew that now.
She brought her tongue forward and gave long licks along the shaft. Lapping up his flavour as he moaned from her attentions. Jodie loved giving men pleasure, and sucking cock made her feel horny. She tried to sneak a hand between her thighs, but Jodie could only feel the warm embrace of the chastity belt holding her pleasure at bay. She hadn't felt sweet release in months, as she brought multiple men to orgasm every day like it was nothing. She felt horny and frustrated, but she knew her place. She was a slut, and her feelings didn't matter.
Jodie had been taught that particular phrase by her master months ago, though she didn't know it. It all started during her first lecture, as her master taught his class using powerpoints and videos presentations. Her master had left subliminal messaging in all his education material, which everyone in his class was exposed to, but Jodie had been chosen specially by her master. She had little friendships, little social life, and that made her perfect for master. No one would care where she spent the rest of her day after class. Jodie could suck cock for her master's satisfaction, and no one would care about her.
After teasing him long enough, Jodie finally brought the head to her lips and sunk her mouth onto his cock. She heard a moan behind the wooden panel, as his dick jerked in pleasure. As taught, she spent time enjoying his head before applying pressure with her lips to jerk his cock up and down. Her lips guided by the contours of his veiny manhood. His sex juices gathered inside her mouth giving her a salty taste of her 8th man of the day. Had she blown him before? Probably. She had known too many cocks now to separate them. Jodie used her tongue eagerly to stroke along his shaft before coming up and licking the head again. His dick was at full mast, as she cupped his hairy sack and gave constant pleasure with her mouth.
Despite doing the same thing every day, Jodie was content with her lot in life. Her master had taken her aside after class and shown her one last video. It was the final trigger which implemented the changes from his daily classes, and she immediately understood her place. She was to earn money for him, and provide her body for his use whenever he wanted. She was to make no friends, love a boyfriend, or go home to her family. She could not masturbate, or tell anyone about her secret life. Her master had provided her with a chastity belt as a sign of her submission, which she had put on immediately. Jodie was now his slut, and she had sunk to her knees and eagerly blown him right there and then.
It was only her second time giving a blowjob, and her technique was clumsy, but her master had given Jodie extracurricular material to help her learn. She had spent all night reading textbooks and watching videos. She gave pleasure to the dildo he gave her for practice, and learn all the correct techniques to use. She deepthroated for longer and longer to train her gag-reflex. Jodie's life had turned 180, and she was determined to become a good cocksucker for her new master. As she showed up to class the next day, she had gotten 2 hours sleep, but Jodie was now a girl well versed in serving men and bringing them to orgasm. She was still talking through her cocksucking techniques in her head as she sat down for class. The substance of master's classes didn't matter anymore. She had learnt all she needed to. But it was important to show face, so no one would get suspicious of her absence. She would slowly drop out over the next few months, but for now she had to keep her master above question.
Back in her gloryhole, the cock in front of Jodie starting jerking forward, inviting her to finish him off. She deepthroated him effortlessly, relaxing her throat muscles. His public hair made her nose itch, but she carried on regardless. Moving faster and faster she fucked her lips with his cock, using her hands to jerk the base and cup his balls. She could taste the man's precum. She didn't really like the taste, but Jodie had now blown thousands of different cocks, and it didn't bother her any more. Besides, she was a slut and her feelings didn't matter.
After persevering, the man finally gave a knock, as Jodie withdrew the cock from her throat and rested it on her tongue. Her fingers wrapped around the full shaft as they worked overtime to get him over the edge. Finally she was rewarded, as the first glob of his orgasm was delivered into her mouth. She stroked his slick head with her tongue to induce more pleasure as her fingers tried to coax out more of his cum. Jodie was experienced in keeping loads in her mouth, so she didn't swallow. His second spurt entered her mouth as Jodie tasted more of the man's bitter seed. She didn't mind. She was used to it. She would show him after, and that would give her customer more satisfaction.
Finally, the man was spent as he grunted one last time. Jodie removed the cock from her mouth and presented it at the glory hole for the man to appreciate. He laughed, which Jodie took as praise. She made an effort to swallow his seed in front of him, adding more sperm to her already full stomach. Jodie returned to the juice-covered cock and started to clean up her mess as she was taught. Once the man was sufficiently cleaned, she thanked him as another satisfied cock slipped out of the glory hole, bringing her total for the day to 8 blowjobs. She still had hours to go before she would leave. Her master expected her to work hard to earn him money, and her exhaustion didn't matter.
At the start of her servitude, Jodie found it hard to get into a routine. Her master had taken her to a gloryhole, as it was arranged for her to start earning money for him. She was knelt down in a room and cocks came through a hole as she started working through her techniques. Jodie didn't enjoy it at first. She worked long hours, got little sleep, and her jaw ached terribly, but Jodie couldn't stop as she knew her place in life. Over time her body adjusted, and once she got better and became a more experienced cocksucker, customers became satisfied, and Jodie started to enjoy her work. Jodie could never get herself off though, which she found incredibly frustrating.
Jodie sat back against the door as she waited for her next cock to appear. She was naked, bar her chastity belt. Her small round tits glistened with sweat as evidence of her day-long workout. She had no towel, so all she could do was lick herself clean of sperm so her next customer wouldn't get a feel of sloppy seconds in her mouth. She hated the bitter aftertaste, but her feelings didn't matter. She looked down at her belt. God knew how many times she had tried to pry a finger in and relieve her sexual pain, but it was well designed. She couldn't touch it. Her clit throbbed, begging to be stroked, but it could never happen. Not without her master's permission.
After a two-minute break, another fresh cock appeared to Jodie. She moved her naked body upwards awkwardly due to the unyielding nature of the chastity belt between her thighs. She hobbled up onto her knees immediately and got to work. This one was longer. Much wider. Well kept. She would enjoy this one, she knew. Jodie brought her hand down the soft shaft and started to get the blood pumping into his manhood. She gave introductory kisses and licks, tempting her new man with what was to come.
Jodie had become a different person since Master took control. Not that anyone else really noticed. She would attend class, making sure to avoid all conversation to make friends, before starting work at the gloryhole. Jodie would pleasure many cocks a night, finish in the early hours of the morning, before getting precious little sleep, and starting the whole routine again. Sometimes master would call her after class and fuck her. Sometimes she didn't go to class at all and worked longer at the gloryhole. She lied to her family about university life. Lied about why she wasn't coming home for the autumn break. Lied as she blew her master and talked to her mum at the same time. She never once considered letting anyone know about her ordeal. They wouldn't understand. She was a slut and she had a place.
Once the full cock had gotten hard, she was eager to show off her deepthroat technique. Her throat was good, she knew, and Jodie was sure she could impress her customer with her blowjob skills. She brought her lips to his head and pushed her head down until it reached her throat. From there, she composed herself and sank her mouth further down. Her throat was nice and relaxed, her gag-reflex long been trained out of her. Soon she reached the base as she tried to work her tongue on anything she could feel. The man groaned in pleasure as a sign of satisfaction. He clearly hadn't been deepthroated often, and Jodie knew it. After a few seconds Jodie slowly eased the cock out of her throat and got back to her standard blowjob routine. She focused her mouth on the head and use her palms to jerk him to orgasm. Occasionally she massaged his balls with her mouth, smelling that all too familiar musky smell of male scent. The sensation made Jodie's pussy throb, desperate for her master to fill her up again.
Her master had fucked her a few times. Her chastity belt was taken off, she was fucked without being allowed to orgasm, and then it was locked right back into place again. But Jodie knew she was a slut, so her feelings didn't matter. She went to bed horny. She woke up horny. She sat through classes horny. She sucked cock whilst desperately horny. Yet she wasn't allowed to cum. She was a slut who was designed to suck cock and provide pleasure for men. That was it. Her master had taught her that, and she understood her place. Jodie believed it with all her heart.
The dick in front of her needed a lot of work. She jerked him off with her hands as her mouth licked and sucked with enthusiasm. Her jaw felt a bit stiff but she persevered. She moaned on his cock to show her delight in tasting him, as precum started to reach her tongue. His dick became slippery as her mouth attempted to clean up her mess.
Jodie carried on for ten minutes, trying all techniques and pushing all different buttons to get him over the edge. It was clear he was enjoying it, and had more control over his orgasm than most did, as he held out as long as he wanted. Jodie worked up a sweat, pushing through the pain barrier to keep up a consistent rhythm. She licked, sucked, and jerked the man meat in front of her to finish her customer off.
Finally he relented, as she heard another satisfying knock on the wood. She didn't get much warning as rope after rope of thick cum filled her mouth full. She tried to hold it all in, but there was too much. She continued to jerk him off as he slipped out of her mouth. She closed her eyes as she pointed him at her pale features. One last glob of sperm landed on her left cheek as he was finally spent of sperm to give her. She brought her face to her gloryhole, showing her full mouth of his seed, before taking multiple swallows to drink it all down. It wasn't as bitter as her last cock, but she didn't enjoy it much. She did it to provide her customer with satisfaction as her own feelings didn't matter. Jodie cleaned off his cock with her tongue, before another satisfied customer slipped out and left her booth.
Jodie had some time before her next customer. She sat down and drank more of her water to dilute the sperm inside her. Her jaw ached, her knees were tired, and her stomach was full of semen, but she was used to it. Jodie spent most of her life here now. She earned an amount for her master for every customer she served. She had sucked thousands of cocks so she could only estimate how well she was doing for him. She felt content knowing she was serving her purpose. Jodie was desperately horny, but it didn't matter. It wasn't her purpose to cum. She provided pleasure for other people; she didn't require pleasuring herself. Jodie understood that now.
Jodie cupped her chastity belt where her pussy would be, feeling satisfied in her submissive servitude. She smiled, thinking only of her master and how happy her work would make him. Her family wouldn't understand, no one would understand. She would have to drop out of university soon, and she hoped her master had a plan to keep her around. Whatever it took. She would suck cock all day for the rest of her life if he wanted. She would never cum again. As long as it made her master happy.
Soon, Jodie was back at it. Men full of cum came into the gloryhole, and men drained of sperm left satisfied and happy. Jodie lapped it all up, one by one. She was used to it. This was just a regular day and night for her. She knew her role. She knew her place. Cocks came in, and Jodie eagerly got to work. Long ones, short ones. Wide, or thin. Jodie had eagerly sucked them all. Cum and sweat was plastered all over her body as she worked hard for her master. Did her customers know she was being controlled, and it wasn't just a kinky habit? Probably not. But cock was cock, and Jodie sucked every one.
By the end of her 16-hour shift, she had blown at least 50 men, and swallowed their semen. It was now a normal day's work for her. She was tired and strained, but she had built up to this endurance over time, and now she could handle it. Finally, the door was unlocked as she was allowed to walk out into the building's hallway. She waddled naked to the staff private room where her clothes were just thrown in pile against the wall. She got dressed over her belt and checked her phone for messages. Jodie had received a text from her master telling her to attend class this morning, which made Jodie shake with glee. She hadn't seen her master in about a week, as she had been skipping classes as instructed, but now she could present her body to master and give him pleasure if he wanted it. It was her purpose, she reminded herself. She had also received a few missed calls from her mum, and a few texts worrying about her daughter. It didn't matter. She wouldn't be calling her family back. They wouldn't understand.
Jodie opened the back door into the early sunshine. Her pale face glistened with cum streaks in the morning light as she set off back to her apartment. She stank of sex and although she had been around cock all evening, she could smell it on her own skin, her own breath, and now her own clothes. She was such a slut. She knew her place. Luckily it wasn't a far walk, so she wasn't bothered by anyone as she made the daily journey back to her uni accommodation.
She opened her door and stripped naked again bar her chastity belt. Turning on her shower she scrubbed off sex juices and washed her hair free of sticky cum stains, as she did every day. Once clean, she collapsed in bed with her belt still firmly round her pussy. She desperately tried to get a finger in, but it was no use. She drifted off to sleep horny, and frustrated, as she did every morning. It was only three hours later when her alarm brought her back round to the living. Like clockwork, she went through her morning routine. She dolled herself up, the way her master liked it, grabbed some food to soak up the cum settling inside her stomach, and set off for class.
Once again, she didn't need to know the substance. It was only to keep up appearances. Her thoughts kept wandering to cock and whether she had blown any students in this room. Probably, she thought. Cock made her horny, and her pussy was dripping wet inside her belt. Her master would be using her body soon, Jodie knew. To know this made her wet inside her belt. She wriggled and writhed in her seat to stave off her pussy's demands, but luckily, she sat far away from everyone, so she was in her own little world where nobody suspected a thing.
Finally, it was the end of the class, and she stayed behind to speak to her master. Everyone had left, as Jodie walked subserviently before him. She was guided into his back office, where as taught, she stripped naked alone in his presence. Wearing nothing but a chastity belt, it was clear she was just his submissive slut. She sat down, with her freed nipples sticking out like pencils in front of her. Her master cupped her small youthful titties and gave her nipples a sharp pinch, which made Jodie wince. But she understood it was his property, so she thrust out her chest to give him better access.
Her master walked towards his desk and pushed his computer around. He was giving her another video to watch. She stared at his computer as it played weird sounds and images on screen. Not that it concerned Jodie. She did as she was told.
Suddenly the video finished and the girl knew what she would have to do. Her family would never let her go, the world would never let her go, so she would have to do what was necessary to remain master's property forever. Jodie thanked master and instinctively knelt on the floor, ready to pleasure him with her mouth as she had done so many times before. Her master sat back as she got to work.
She fished out his dick from his trousers and brought it to life. She kissed and licked her first cock in 6 hours as she renewed her master's taste on her tongue. Her master's dick was the best she had ever had, as for some reason it tasted so good to her. She squealed in delight as her master starting groaning with satisfaction. Jodie started to go down and fuck her master with her lips, as she cupped his balls in one hand, and jerked him with the other. Jodie was so horny, but her pleasure didn't matter. It was so obvious to her at this moment, she didn't even think about her own satisfaction. All that mattered was her master and how best she could serve him. Jodie deepthroated him and began tasting bitter precum as she slipped her lips up to the head. Despite it tasting just as bad as all the rest, for some reason Jodie loved the taste. She continued to lick her master's slit, desperate for more of his juices.
As taught, she slipped a finger into his anus and worked his g-spot, which really got her master going. He groaned even more as Jodie felt delighted as his reaction to her hard work. She licked and sucked until finally her master's cock bulged in her mouth. She knew he was going to cum. Suddenly her master spurted inside Jodie's mouth as she tasted her master's seed for the first time in a week. Jodie moaned on his cock as she worked his g-spot, using all her talents to probe more semen from his body.
Jodie swallowed every drop as her master fucked her mouth for the final few moments. Her master felt drained, and as taught; she kept her head on his manhood. Allowing him to relax and recover for a few minutes, and enjoy the sensations wash over him. Jodie was delighted to be allowed to pleasure her master. That was her purpose. That was why she was here. She continued to hold his cock in her mouth, applying light pressure to make her master feel good, and she cupped his balls to give them a place to rest. This was her favourite position. She worked hard for master, and he felt relaxed because of it. Making him feel good was her purpose, and she didn't matter.
Finally, he gave the signal, and she slipped her master's now soft cock from her mouth. They were still attached by strings of saliva and sex juice, but Jodie quickly lapped them all up with her hands and sucked them clean. She licked her finger clean of his anus and made a show to her master, just to show she would do anything for him. It was horrible, but she didn't care about the taste now. She was a slut and her feelings didn't matter.
Jodie stood submissively waiting for further instructions. Her master composed himself, did up his trousers, and walked towards his desk. He found a pen and paper, and Jodie sat down behind it. She knew what she had to do. Her master dictated everything she needed to write down. He told her to explain how she had found a boyfriend, she was moving away, and she didn't want to be found. She signed it with her signature and gave it to her master to do with it as he wanted.
Her master then told Jodie she was to carry out her final instructions. Jodie understood. This was her destiny ever since she had been controlled by her master. She knew she was his property now, and she was to remain so. She understood that, but her family and the world couldn't possibly understand that. They were wrong, and her master was right. She was his fuckslut. His cocksucking whore whose only job was to suck cock and make money for her master. This was all Jodie could think about now. There was only one thing she could do. Jodie would have to run, and hide.
After packing light clothing and making sure to cover her tracks as instructed, taking different methods of transport and wearing different clothes, she took a detour to a strange part of the city where she had never been before. She was told there would be a car waiting for her, and there was. Master was always right. It had black tinted windows and was clearly waiting for her.
She climbed in the front to find her master at the wheel. He smiled at her, and knowingly, she smiled back. Her pussy throbbed at his presence, but the chastity belt she sat on stopped her from touching herself. Her master got them moving as she received her new instructions. Jodie was going to be moved a few hundred miles away. There would be a new gloryhole waiting for her, and Jodie was to work there for master all hours of the day. She was told doing this was now her purpose, and it would make him very happy. Jodie squealed in her seat and this knowledge. Jodie had gotten so good at sucking cock it was obvious to her that this was the best way to serve master.
The next thing she was told was that Jodie would be forever locked inside her little room, with no possibility of leaving. It was simply too dangerous for her master if she was found. She was warned she would never see her master again, but for his safety it was better this way. She was disappointed, but she remembered was a slut and her feelings didn't matter. She knew her purpose now would be to suck cock all day and provide money for her master, even though she would never see him again.
It was the only way, she understood now. Previously she had been a sulky little teenager who had no friends or a future, but now master had given her a better life. She was to serve him and remember him, and suck cock for him. She was a slut, and her feelings didn't matter. She repeated the mantra over and over in her head, as it gave her pleasure in submitting to her master.
Jodie blew her master 3 times on the journey. It would be her last bodily pleasures she could provide for him before he left for good. Jodie lapped up all his cum and realised how lucky she was to be allowed to serve him. Her family would never understand. The world would never understand. But Jodie was a slut for her master, and that's all the mattered. She hoped she was never found, and would forever be allowed to make money for her master. Even though she would never see him again.
Eventually they arrived. They turned on a deserted side street inside another worn down city. Jodie was escorted by her master to a block of apartments, where she descended down some stairs towards a set of doors. After bouncers let her in, her master took her towards a row of rooms. Her master confidently strode across the hallway, almost as if he'd been here before. He told her to strip naked and leave her clothes with him, as her master revealed a set of keys, and unlocked a thick metal door to one of the rooms. Her master pushed it wide and ordered her to enter the room.
Jodie eagerly stepped inside her dark prison cell. She only had a small basement window for light, as her master casually shut the door on her, and turned the key to bring the heavy mechanism back into place, locking her inside. The keys were removed from the other side, and Jodie heard steps as her master walked away from her. She would never see him again.
Not even a goodbye?... Jodie felt empty and confused. She looked down and ran her fingers under the smooth curve of her chastity belt. Her locked pussy symbolised a representation of her lifelong servitude to her master. A warm feeling filled her body as she was reminded of her new purpose. She was here to suck cock and provide money for her master. That was it. If her master didn't care about her, so be it. She was serving him and obeyed his orders without question. She was a slut, and her own feelings didn't matter.
She looked around. Apart from her window, she could see her new spartan quarters consisted only of a thin mattress, a worn blanket, and a floor hole clearly meant for her waste. This obviously used to be a prison cell and it would now become her new home. A gloryhole had been calved out of her sidewall, allowing patrons to use Jodie for their pleasure.
Suddenly, the light coming from her window evaporated. Shutters had fallen across the bars as Jodie concluded they had control over when she received sunlight. A red light came on above her, giving the room some night time ambience. She looked around, and saw the gloryhole staring right back at her across her tiny space. She would suck cock all hours of the day. Ten? Twenty? Fifty? Maybe even a hundred! The familiar imagine of cock in her mouth entered Jodie's mind as her mouth watered in anticipation. Her pussy reacted and begged for her attention as her fingers were denied access once again. Jodie settled for roughly handling her small breasts and squeezing her nipples, as she thought of all the men she would be pleasuring. The naked girl sat on her mattress in full view of the camera above her, as she squeezed and moaned. Maybe they were watching her? Jodie realised. She didn't care. She was a slut.
As giving pleasure remained her only thought, a cock slowly appeared through the gloryhole. Jodie suddenly snapped back to reality as she couldn't look away from the manhood presented to her. She shivered in anticipation as she realised she would be sucking her first coc in her new home. It was long, but thin, and Jodie knew she had just the talent set that would satisfy him. This was good. Jodie felt so content. Slowly her naked body fell across the floor towards her new station. Her chastity belt rubbing against her legs as she shifted.
She sunk submissively below the manhood, and stuck out her tongue and lapped up his musky scent. The sensations sent electric waves through her body as Jodie finally understood her purpose in life. Jodie would stay here forever; she never wanted to leave. Her hand jerked him up and down as she peppered the penis with love. It was love for her master. It was love for cock. It was love for her new purpose. She would never have friends, or family again. She would never have a husband. She would never have a life. She would never cum. She would never think freely again. It had all been taken from her. And Jodie could do nothing about it. But Jodie didn't want to do anything about it. She knew she was owned. She was a slut, and her feelings didn't matter.
Jodie resolved that if her master wanted her to stay here and suck cock; that's what she would do. Her family would look for her, she was sure, but they would never find her. Her master saw to that. The police would be satisfied with her clever note, she understood. She would be able to stay here forever and fulfil her purpose. Jodie felt amazing as sexual pleasure washed through her. Her delight shaking through her whole body. She would be stuck here, with no way out, but to continue to work hard for her master. Jodie smiled at the realisation as she worked hard on the cock between her lips.
Jodie continued, and after a few minutes, cum was sliding down her throat as she satisfied her first customer. His cock left the gloryhole, and Jodie knew she was doing what her master wanted her to do. She would become an empty slut who just sucked cock. That was her purpose. That was all she was now. Jodie tried to slip a finger underneath her belt again to stroke her clit, but she couldn't relieve herself of her sexual pain. She wished she could just be allowed to cum too, but she knew that never was her purpose.
She was just a slut, Jodie knew, and now her feelings did not matter anymore...
She was just a slut, and her feelings didn't matter. This was Jodie's mantra she kept repeating to herself.
She was a quiet and dispirited young girl, with long black hair, pale skin, tattoos, and scars from trying to cut herself as a teenager. Jodie used to be a part of the goth crowd, but her parents had worked hard to earn her a spot at university. She had travelled hundreds of miles to a new area and Jodie felt out of place. She hadn't made many friends, and that made her a prime target.
Jodie could barely remember what she used to be like. Her past didn't matter now. She only understood that cock needed to go in her mouth. She licked her face clean of cum from her last customer, took a swig of water, and leaned forward to bring the penis into her hands. The musky scent filled her nostrils. It was now a familiar smell.
The girl started slow, as she was taught. She began kissing the head and working her way down the base, feeling unkempt pubic hair brush her face. This was clearly a man who lacked in hygiene, but it didn't faze her like it used to. A slut's feelings don't matter. Jodie knew that now.
She brought her tongue forward and gave long licks along the shaft. Lapping up his flavour as he moaned from her attentions. Jodie loved giving men pleasure, and sucking cock made her feel horny. She tried to sneak a hand between her thighs, but Jodie could only feel the warm embrace of the chastity belt holding her pleasure at bay. She hadn't felt sweet release in months, as she brought multiple men to orgasm every day like it was nothing. She felt horny and frustrated, but she knew her place. She was a slut, and her feelings didn't matter.
Jodie had been taught that particular phrase by her master months ago, though she didn't know it. It all started during her first lecture, as her master taught his class using powerpoints and videos presentations. Her master had left subliminal messaging in all his education material, which everyone in his class was exposed to, but Jodie had been chosen specially by her master. She had little friendships, little social life, and that made her perfect for master. No one would care where she spent the rest of her day after class. Jodie could suck cock for her master's satisfaction, and no one would care about her.
After teasing him long enough, Jodie finally brought the head to her lips and sunk her mouth onto his cock. She heard a moan behind the wooden panel, as his dick jerked in pleasure. As taught, she spent time enjoying his head before applying pressure with her lips to jerk his cock up and down. Her lips guided by the contours of his veiny manhood. His sex juices gathered inside her mouth giving her a salty taste of her 8th man of the day. Had she blown him before? Probably. She had known too many cocks now to separate them. Jodie used her tongue eagerly to stroke along his shaft before coming up and licking the head again. His dick was at full mast, as she cupped his hairy sack and gave constant pleasure with her mouth.
Despite doing the same thing every day, Jodie was content with her lot in life. Her master had taken her aside after class and shown her one last video. It was the final trigger which implemented the changes from his daily classes, and she immediately understood her place. She was to earn money for him, and provide her body for his use whenever he wanted. She was to make no friends, love a boyfriend, or go home to her family. She could not masturbate, or tell anyone about her secret life. Her master had provided her with a chastity belt as a sign of her submission, which she had put on immediately. Jodie was now his slut, and she had sunk to her knees and eagerly blown him right there and then.
It was only her second time giving a blowjob, and her technique was clumsy, but her master had given Jodie extracurricular material to help her learn. She had spent all night reading textbooks and watching videos. She gave pleasure to the dildo he gave her for practice, and learn all the correct techniques to use. She deepthroated for longer and longer to train her gag-reflex. Jodie's life had turned 180, and she was determined to become a good cocksucker for her new master. As she showed up to class the next day, she had gotten 2 hours sleep, but Jodie was now a girl well versed in serving men and bringing them to orgasm. She was still talking through her cocksucking techniques in her head as she sat down for class. The substance of master's classes didn't matter anymore. She had learnt all she needed to. But it was important to show face, so no one would get suspicious of her absence. She would slowly drop out over the next few months, but for now she had to keep her master above question.
Back in her gloryhole, the cock in front of Jodie starting jerking forward, inviting her to finish him off. She deepthroated him effortlessly, relaxing her throat muscles. His public hair made her nose itch, but she carried on regardless. Moving faster and faster she fucked her lips with his cock, using her hands to jerk the base and cup his balls. She could taste the man's precum. She didn't really like the taste, but Jodie had now blown thousands of different cocks, and it didn't bother her any more. Besides, she was a slut and her feelings didn't matter.
After persevering, the man finally gave a knock, as Jodie withdrew the cock from her throat and rested it on her tongue. Her fingers wrapped around the full shaft as they worked overtime to get him over the edge. Finally she was rewarded, as the first glob of his orgasm was delivered into her mouth. She stroked his slick head with her tongue to induce more pleasure as her fingers tried to coax out more of his cum. Jodie was experienced in keeping loads in her mouth, so she didn't swallow. His second spurt entered her mouth as Jodie tasted more of the man's bitter seed. She didn't mind. She was used to it. She would show him after, and that would give her customer more satisfaction.
Finally, the man was spent as he grunted one last time. Jodie removed the cock from her mouth and presented it at the glory hole for the man to appreciate. He laughed, which Jodie took as praise. She made an effort to swallow his seed in front of him, adding more sperm to her already full stomach. Jodie returned to the juice-covered cock and started to clean up her mess as she was taught. Once the man was sufficiently cleaned, she thanked him as another satisfied cock slipped out of the glory hole, bringing her total for the day to 8 blowjobs. She still had hours to go before she would leave. Her master expected her to work hard to earn him money, and her exhaustion didn't matter.
At the start of her servitude, Jodie found it hard to get into a routine. Her master had taken her to a gloryhole, as it was arranged for her to start earning money for him. She was knelt down in a room and cocks came through a hole as she started working through her techniques. Jodie didn't enjoy it at first. She worked long hours, got little sleep, and her jaw ached terribly, but Jodie couldn't stop as she knew her place in life. Over time her body adjusted, and once she got better and became a more experienced cocksucker, customers became satisfied, and Jodie started to enjoy her work. Jodie could never get herself off though, which she found incredibly frustrating.
Jodie sat back against the door as she waited for her next cock to appear. She was naked, bar her chastity belt. Her small round tits glistened with sweat as evidence of her day-long workout. She had no towel, so all she could do was lick herself clean of sperm so her next customer wouldn't get a feel of sloppy seconds in her mouth. She hated the bitter aftertaste, but her feelings didn't matter. She looked down at her belt. God knew how many times she had tried to pry a finger in and relieve her sexual pain, but it was well designed. She couldn't touch it. Her clit throbbed, begging to be stroked, but it could never happen. Not without her master's permission.
After a two-minute break, another fresh cock appeared to Jodie. She moved her naked body upwards awkwardly due to the unyielding nature of the chastity belt between her thighs. She hobbled up onto her knees immediately and got to work. This one was longer. Much wider. Well kept. She would enjoy this one, she knew. Jodie brought her hand down the soft shaft and started to get the blood pumping into his manhood. She gave introductory kisses and licks, tempting her new man with what was to come.
Jodie had become a different person since Master took control. Not that anyone else really noticed. She would attend class, making sure to avoid all conversation to make friends, before starting work at the gloryhole. Jodie would pleasure many cocks a night, finish in the early hours of the morning, before getting precious little sleep, and starting the whole routine again. Sometimes master would call her after class and fuck her. Sometimes she didn't go to class at all and worked longer at the gloryhole. She lied to her family about university life. Lied about why she wasn't coming home for the autumn break. Lied as she blew her master and talked to her mum at the same time. She never once considered letting anyone know about her ordeal. They wouldn't understand. She was a slut and she had a place.
Once the full cock had gotten hard, she was eager to show off her deepthroat technique. Her throat was good, she knew, and Jodie was sure she could impress her customer with her blowjob skills. She brought her lips to his head and pushed her head down until it reached her throat. From there, she composed herself and sank her mouth further down. Her throat was nice and relaxed, her gag-reflex long been trained out of her. Soon she reached the base as she tried to work her tongue on anything she could feel. The man groaned in pleasure as a sign of satisfaction. He clearly hadn't been deepthroated often, and Jodie knew it. After a few seconds Jodie slowly eased the cock out of her throat and got back to her standard blowjob routine. She focused her mouth on the head and use her palms to jerk him to orgasm. Occasionally she massaged his balls with her mouth, smelling that all too familiar musky smell of male scent. The sensation made Jodie's pussy throb, desperate for her master to fill her up again.
Her master had fucked her a few times. Her chastity belt was taken off, she was fucked without being allowed to orgasm, and then it was locked right back into place again. But Jodie knew she was a slut, so her feelings didn't matter. She went to bed horny. She woke up horny. She sat through classes horny. She sucked cock whilst desperately horny. Yet she wasn't allowed to cum. She was a slut who was designed to suck cock and provide pleasure for men. That was it. Her master had taught her that, and she understood her place. Jodie believed it with all her heart.
The dick in front of her needed a lot of work. She jerked him off with her hands as her mouth licked and sucked with enthusiasm. Her jaw felt a bit stiff but she persevered. She moaned on his cock to show her delight in tasting him, as precum started to reach her tongue. His dick became slippery as her mouth attempted to clean up her mess.
Jodie carried on for ten minutes, trying all techniques and pushing all different buttons to get him over the edge. It was clear he was enjoying it, and had more control over his orgasm than most did, as he held out as long as he wanted. Jodie worked up a sweat, pushing through the pain barrier to keep up a consistent rhythm. She licked, sucked, and jerked the man meat in front of her to finish her customer off.
Finally he relented, as she heard another satisfying knock on the wood. She didn't get much warning as rope after rope of thick cum filled her mouth full. She tried to hold it all in, but there was too much. She continued to jerk him off as he slipped out of her mouth. She closed her eyes as she pointed him at her pale features. One last glob of sperm landed on her left cheek as he was finally spent of sperm to give her. She brought her face to her gloryhole, showing her full mouth of his seed, before taking multiple swallows to drink it all down. It wasn't as bitter as her last cock, but she didn't enjoy it much. She did it to provide her customer with satisfaction as her own feelings didn't matter. Jodie cleaned off his cock with her tongue, before another satisfied customer slipped out and left her booth.
Jodie had some time before her next customer. She sat down and drank more of her water to dilute the sperm inside her. Her jaw ached, her knees were tired, and her stomach was full of semen, but she was used to it. Jodie spent most of her life here now. She earned an amount for her master for every customer she served. She had sucked thousands of cocks so she could only estimate how well she was doing for him. She felt content knowing she was serving her purpose. Jodie was desperately horny, but it didn't matter. It wasn't her purpose to cum. She provided pleasure for other people; she didn't require pleasuring herself. Jodie understood that now.
Jodie cupped her chastity belt where her pussy would be, feeling satisfied in her submissive servitude. She smiled, thinking only of her master and how happy her work would make him. Her family wouldn't understand, no one would understand. She would have to drop out of university soon, and she hoped her master had a plan to keep her around. Whatever it took. She would suck cock all day for the rest of her life if he wanted. She would never cum again. As long as it made her master happy.
Soon, Jodie was back at it. Men full of cum came into the gloryhole, and men drained of sperm left satisfied and happy. Jodie lapped it all up, one by one. She was used to it. This was just a regular day and night for her. She knew her role. She knew her place. Cocks came in, and Jodie eagerly got to work. Long ones, short ones. Wide, or thin. Jodie had eagerly sucked them all. Cum and sweat was plastered all over her body as she worked hard for her master. Did her customers know she was being controlled, and it wasn't just a kinky habit? Probably not. But cock was cock, and Jodie sucked every one.
By the end of her 16-hour shift, she had blown at least 50 men, and swallowed their semen. It was now a normal day's work for her. She was tired and strained, but she had built up to this endurance over time, and now she could handle it. Finally, the door was unlocked as she was allowed to walk out into the building's hallway. She waddled naked to the staff private room where her clothes were just thrown in pile against the wall. She got dressed over her belt and checked her phone for messages. Jodie had received a text from her master telling her to attend class this morning, which made Jodie shake with glee. She hadn't seen her master in about a week, as she had been skipping classes as instructed, but now she could present her body to master and give him pleasure if he wanted it. It was her purpose, she reminded herself. She had also received a few missed calls from her mum, and a few texts worrying about her daughter. It didn't matter. She wouldn't be calling her family back. They wouldn't understand.
Jodie opened the back door into the early sunshine. Her pale face glistened with cum streaks in the morning light as she set off back to her apartment. She stank of sex and although she had been around cock all evening, she could smell it on her own skin, her own breath, and now her own clothes. She was such a slut. She knew her place. Luckily it wasn't a far walk, so she wasn't bothered by anyone as she made the daily journey back to her uni accommodation.
She opened her door and stripped naked again bar her chastity belt. Turning on her shower she scrubbed off sex juices and washed her hair free of sticky cum stains, as she did every day. Once clean, she collapsed in bed with her belt still firmly round her pussy. She desperately tried to get a finger in, but it was no use. She drifted off to sleep horny, and frustrated, as she did every morning. It was only three hours later when her alarm brought her back round to the living. Like clockwork, she went through her morning routine. She dolled herself up, the way her master liked it, grabbed some food to soak up the cum settling inside her stomach, and set off for class.
Once again, she didn't need to know the substance. It was only to keep up appearances. Her thoughts kept wandering to cock and whether she had blown any students in this room. Probably, she thought. Cock made her horny, and her pussy was dripping wet inside her belt. Her master would be using her body soon, Jodie knew. To know this made her wet inside her belt. She wriggled and writhed in her seat to stave off her pussy's demands, but luckily, she sat far away from everyone, so she was in her own little world where nobody suspected a thing.
Finally, it was the end of the class, and she stayed behind to speak to her master. Everyone had left, as Jodie walked subserviently before him. She was guided into his back office, where as taught, she stripped naked alone in his presence. Wearing nothing but a chastity belt, it was clear she was just his submissive slut. She sat down, with her freed nipples sticking out like pencils in front of her. Her master cupped her small youthful titties and gave her nipples a sharp pinch, which made Jodie wince. But she understood it was his property, so she thrust out her chest to give him better access.
Her master walked towards his desk and pushed his computer around. He was giving her another video to watch. She stared at his computer as it played weird sounds and images on screen. Not that it concerned Jodie. She did as she was told.
Suddenly the video finished and the girl knew what she would have to do. Her family would never let her go, the world would never let her go, so she would have to do what was necessary to remain master's property forever. Jodie thanked master and instinctively knelt on the floor, ready to pleasure him with her mouth as she had done so many times before. Her master sat back as she got to work.
She fished out his dick from his trousers and brought it to life. She kissed and licked her first cock in 6 hours as she renewed her master's taste on her tongue. Her master's dick was the best she had ever had, as for some reason it tasted so good to her. She squealed in delight as her master starting groaning with satisfaction. Jodie started to go down and fuck her master with her lips, as she cupped his balls in one hand, and jerked him with the other. Jodie was so horny, but her pleasure didn't matter. It was so obvious to her at this moment, she didn't even think about her own satisfaction. All that mattered was her master and how best she could serve him. Jodie deepthroated him and began tasting bitter precum as she slipped her lips up to the head. Despite it tasting just as bad as all the rest, for some reason Jodie loved the taste. She continued to lick her master's slit, desperate for more of his juices.
As taught, she slipped a finger into his anus and worked his g-spot, which really got her master going. He groaned even more as Jodie felt delighted as his reaction to her hard work. She licked and sucked until finally her master's cock bulged in her mouth. She knew he was going to cum. Suddenly her master spurted inside Jodie's mouth as she tasted her master's seed for the first time in a week. Jodie moaned on his cock as she worked his g-spot, using all her talents to probe more semen from his body.
Jodie swallowed every drop as her master fucked her mouth for the final few moments. Her master felt drained, and as taught; she kept her head on his manhood. Allowing him to relax and recover for a few minutes, and enjoy the sensations wash over him. Jodie was delighted to be allowed to pleasure her master. That was her purpose. That was why she was here. She continued to hold his cock in her mouth, applying light pressure to make her master feel good, and she cupped his balls to give them a place to rest. This was her favourite position. She worked hard for master, and he felt relaxed because of it. Making him feel good was her purpose, and she didn't matter.
Finally, he gave the signal, and she slipped her master's now soft cock from her mouth. They were still attached by strings of saliva and sex juice, but Jodie quickly lapped them all up with her hands and sucked them clean. She licked her finger clean of his anus and made a show to her master, just to show she would do anything for him. It was horrible, but she didn't care about the taste now. She was a slut and her feelings didn't matter.
Jodie stood submissively waiting for further instructions. Her master composed himself, did up his trousers, and walked towards his desk. He found a pen and paper, and Jodie sat down behind it. She knew what she had to do. Her master dictated everything she needed to write down. He told her to explain how she had found a boyfriend, she was moving away, and she didn't want to be found. She signed it with her signature and gave it to her master to do with it as he wanted.
Her master then told Jodie she was to carry out her final instructions. Jodie understood. This was her destiny ever since she had been controlled by her master. She knew she was his property now, and she was to remain so. She understood that, but her family and the world couldn't possibly understand that. They were wrong, and her master was right. She was his fuckslut. His cocksucking whore whose only job was to suck cock and make money for her master. This was all Jodie could think about now. There was only one thing she could do. Jodie would have to run, and hide.
After packing light clothing and making sure to cover her tracks as instructed, taking different methods of transport and wearing different clothes, she took a detour to a strange part of the city where she had never been before. She was told there would be a car waiting for her, and there was. Master was always right. It had black tinted windows and was clearly waiting for her.
She climbed in the front to find her master at the wheel. He smiled at her, and knowingly, she smiled back. Her pussy throbbed at his presence, but the chastity belt she sat on stopped her from touching herself. Her master got them moving as she received her new instructions. Jodie was going to be moved a few hundred miles away. There would be a new gloryhole waiting for her, and Jodie was to work there for master all hours of the day. She was told doing this was now her purpose, and it would make him very happy. Jodie squealed in her seat and this knowledge. Jodie had gotten so good at sucking cock it was obvious to her that this was the best way to serve master.
The next thing she was told was that Jodie would be forever locked inside her little room, with no possibility of leaving. It was simply too dangerous for her master if she was found. She was warned she would never see her master again, but for his safety it was better this way. She was disappointed, but she remembered was a slut and her feelings didn't matter. She knew her purpose now would be to suck cock all day and provide money for her master, even though she would never see him again.
It was the only way, she understood now. Previously she had been a sulky little teenager who had no friends or a future, but now master had given her a better life. She was to serve him and remember him, and suck cock for him. She was a slut, and her feelings didn't matter. She repeated the mantra over and over in her head, as it gave her pleasure in submitting to her master.
Jodie blew her master 3 times on the journey. It would be her last bodily pleasures she could provide for him before he left for good. Jodie lapped up all his cum and realised how lucky she was to be allowed to serve him. Her family would never understand. The world would never understand. But Jodie was a slut for her master, and that's all the mattered. She hoped she was never found, and would forever be allowed to make money for her master. Even though she would never see him again.
Eventually they arrived. They turned on a deserted side street inside another worn down city. Jodie was escorted by her master to a block of apartments, where she descended down some stairs towards a set of doors. After bouncers let her in, her master took her towards a row of rooms. Her master confidently strode across the hallway, almost as if he'd been here before. He told her to strip naked and leave her clothes with him, as her master revealed a set of keys, and unlocked a thick metal door to one of the rooms. Her master pushed it wide and ordered her to enter the room.
Jodie eagerly stepped inside her dark prison cell. She only had a small basement window for light, as her master casually shut the door on her, and turned the key to bring the heavy mechanism back into place, locking her inside. The keys were removed from the other side, and Jodie heard steps as her master walked away from her. She would never see him again.
Not even a goodbye?... Jodie felt empty and confused. She looked down and ran her fingers under the smooth curve of her chastity belt. Her locked pussy symbolised a representation of her lifelong servitude to her master. A warm feeling filled her body as she was reminded of her new purpose. She was here to suck cock and provide money for her master. That was it. If her master didn't care about her, so be it. She was serving him and obeyed his orders without question. She was a slut, and her own feelings didn't matter.
She looked around. Apart from her window, she could see her new spartan quarters consisted only of a thin mattress, a worn blanket, and a floor hole clearly meant for her waste. This obviously used to be a prison cell and it would now become her new home. A gloryhole had been calved out of her sidewall, allowing patrons to use Jodie for their pleasure.
Suddenly, the light coming from her window evaporated. Shutters had fallen across the bars as Jodie concluded they had control over when she received sunlight. A red light came on above her, giving the room some night time ambience. She looked around, and saw the gloryhole staring right back at her across her tiny space. She would suck cock all hours of the day. Ten? Twenty? Fifty? Maybe even a hundred! The familiar imagine of cock in her mouth entered Jodie's mind as her mouth watered in anticipation. Her pussy reacted and begged for her attention as her fingers were denied access once again. Jodie settled for roughly handling her small breasts and squeezing her nipples, as she thought of all the men she would be pleasuring. The naked girl sat on her mattress in full view of the camera above her, as she squeezed and moaned. Maybe they were watching her? Jodie realised. She didn't care. She was a slut.
As giving pleasure remained her only thought, a cock slowly appeared through the gloryhole. Jodie suddenly snapped back to reality as she couldn't look away from the manhood presented to her. She shivered in anticipation as she realised she would be sucking her first coc in her new home. It was long, but thin, and Jodie knew she had just the talent set that would satisfy him. This was good. Jodie felt so content. Slowly her naked body fell across the floor towards her new station. Her chastity belt rubbing against her legs as she shifted.
She sunk submissively below the manhood, and stuck out her tongue and lapped up his musky scent. The sensations sent electric waves through her body as Jodie finally understood her purpose in life. Jodie would stay here forever; she never wanted to leave. Her hand jerked him up and down as she peppered the penis with love. It was love for her master. It was love for cock. It was love for her new purpose. She would never have friends, or family again. She would never have a husband. She would never have a life. She would never cum. She would never think freely again. It had all been taken from her. And Jodie could do nothing about it. But Jodie didn't want to do anything about it. She knew she was owned. She was a slut, and her feelings didn't matter.
Jodie resolved that if her master wanted her to stay here and suck cock; that's what she would do. Her family would look for her, she was sure, but they would never find her. Her master saw to that. The police would be satisfied with her clever note, she understood. She would be able to stay here forever and fulfil her purpose. Jodie felt amazing as sexual pleasure washed through her. Her delight shaking through her whole body. She would be stuck here, with no way out, but to continue to work hard for her master. Jodie smiled at the realisation as she worked hard on the cock between her lips.
Jodie continued, and after a few minutes, cum was sliding down her throat as she satisfied her first customer. His cock left the gloryhole, and Jodie knew she was doing what her master wanted her to do. She would become an empty slut who just sucked cock. That was her purpose. That was all she was now. Jodie tried to slip a finger underneath her belt again to stroke her clit, but she couldn't relieve herself of her sexual pain. She wished she could just be allowed to cum too, but she knew that never was her purpose.
She was just a slut, Jodie knew, and now her feelings did not matter anymore...