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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
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
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