My confession is that, tonight, I got a good look at what my Aunt's pussy looks like. It immediately turned me on. She was putting something together and how her legs were spread, I could see every fold. I loved it. I would have taken a picture if she didn't keep looking back at me. I took a pair of her panties to jerk off with, but now I have two pairs, somehow. I think she knows and put another pair in my dresser. I can't stop thinking about her legs being spread that way.

Story 4This week is Carl's turn. Jay had told me last time he wanted to watch Carl and I. And to my surprise, Carl was okay with it. Now all we needed was to pick a day, Wednesday was decided.Wednesday arrives, I pick out my outfit for the day. Tight jeans and a gray shirt with our school on it. Black thong with matching black bra. I know Carl is going to be looking for my panty line and not seeing one will drive him wild. He likes playing with my panty lines and when I wear thongs he gets hot and bothered.I arrive early as I normally do and Jay is already in the room by himself. I greet him and he gets up from his desk, pulls me in, kisses me, squeezes my butt and says "I can't wait to watch you get fucked like a slut""I can't wait either" I tell him. "You slut" he says as he kisses me again.Our day goes as expected, Carl stops by and immediately notices my lack of panty line and tries to play with my butt. I stopped him and said "not yet. You can look but no touching until later" he wasn't happy about that and kept trying to touch me whenever he got the chance.Once classes were over Carl made his way to my classroom. We locked the door and moved a student desk to the corner of the room. Jay, sat down and said "okay, show me what kind of slut you are". I immediately wrapped my arms around Carl and we put our tongues in each other's mouth. His hands going straight for my butt squeezing both cheeks hard. I feel him against me, he's already hard. I pull away from him and take my shirt off. He stands there for a moment, looking at me in my bra. He pulls me in, unhooks my bra and takes it off tossing it on my desk. I'm now topless. He's staring at me. "Nice tits" he says "thanks, wanna play with them?" I ask. He says nothing and starts sucking my left nipple while squeezing my right nipple and rolling it with his fingers. "I want to suck your dick" I say to which his response is to pull his pants down.I get on my knees, before I can get him in my mouth I hear "stop treating her like a woman and treat the bitch like a whore" "oh for sure" Carl says as he grabs my head with both hands and shoves his dick in my mouth and begins fucking it. "Look at me hoe" Carl says. I look up at him as he's fucking my mouth, he's biting his bottom lip. He stops before he cums, he's not done with me yet. He grabs my hair and pulls me to my feet. "Take you pants off" he commands. I unbutton my jeans and pull them down letting them fall to my ankles.He turns me around "bend over" he says so I do, I bend over the desk we pulled to the side, he slaps my butt, hard "god damn that ass is fat" he says as he pulls my thong down. "Make her beg for it" Jay says. "What do you want?" Carl asks me "I want you to fuck me Carl" I say "where do you want me to fuck you?" "In my pussy Carl, fuck me in the pussy" "sure hoe" he says as he pushes his dick inside me with seemingly no warning.He starts thrusting, slow and hard at first then speeding up. Jay stands up and walks over to us and grabs my hair and makes me look at him "sup?, you want in with this hoe?" Carl asks him "I don't know" he says, then says to me "how much of a slut are you Mrs. Ashley? Can you handle two of us?" He says as he is opening his pants. It really wasn't a question as much as it was him telling me what was going to happen.He grabs his dick with one hand and my hair with the other "suck it bitch" he says as he shoves his dick in my mouth.I now have two men inside me. Carl is fucking my pussy and Jay is fucking my mouth. I feel Carl grabbing my arms, he puts my hands behind my back crossing my wrists and holds them there keeping my arms pinned behind my back. Jay, has two hands full of my hair and is thrusting away at my mouth with such intensity I find it hard to breathe, drool is now dripping from my mouth. "Yeah you a fucking slut aren't you?" I hear Carl saying as he's slapping my butt while fucking me. "You want me to cum in your pussy don't you whore?" Carl says "mhm" I mumble while Jay is fucking my mouth."Ohhh shiiitttt" I hear from behind me as Carl cums inside me. His dick deep in me as he cums.Now only Jay is left but Carl hasn't released my hands yet. "Oh fuck!" I hear from Jay, he pushed my head into his crotch, shoving his dick as far down my throat as it'll go, cumming. I swallow.I lay there on the desk, naked, thoroughly fucked to exhaustion. "Holy shit guys, that was intense" I say. "What the fuck was that sound?" I say, I turn and look, Carl, has just taken a picture of me bent over this desk from behind. "Oh, I wanted to get a picture of you with my cum coming out of you" Carl says. "You know Mrs. Ashley, this officially makes you are bitch, right?" Jay says to me. Not really a question but a statement."Yeah, I guess it does. And don't you fucking share that picture Carl." The guys help me clean up, Carl brought some baby wipes because last time we fucked, I didn't come prepared. Jay put my bra back on me. "So, since you both fucked me today, how are we doing next time? I don't know if I can handle another three-way yet"We agreed to discuss it later but for now, we had to all be heading home.

Noo my Master doesn't want me blissful like this, or cum filled, or double penetrated , nor gagged, or hunt down and taken like a little free use slut, or embarrassed, or conflicted under corruptive lust, nor devoured infront of his eyes while I beg and moaning all shy being taken by others and watched by my Lord, nor being his bi little slut, nor the new embarrassing nest of his sneaky ideas in my head and sensations poked by suchhh wrong things, nor passed around like his cum doll all exposed and on mercy. He just wants me squirming and wondering is he even watching at moment 

In the neon-drenched streets of Neo-Tokyo, a tale of desire, captivity, and cybernetic intrigue unfolds. The year is 2077, and the world is a bleak landscape of corporate-controlled cities, where the line between human and machine is blurred. This is a story of Sarah, a young woman caught in a dark web of passion and power.

Chapter 1: Abduction

The rain-soaked streets of the Red Light District glistened under the neon lights, casting an eerie glow on the shadowy figures that lurked in the alleys. Jake, a seasoned private eye, navigated these streets with a sense of cautious familiarity. He had been hired to find Sarah, the girlfriend of a wealthy businessman, who had mysteriously disappeared.

Jake's investigation led him to a seedy nightclub called "Neo-Eden." The bouncer, a cybernetic brute with mechanical arms, granted him entry after a subtle exchange of credits. Inside, the club pulsed with synthetic music and the hum of cybernetic enhancements.

Across the room, Jake spotted Sarah. She was dressed in a revealing outfit, her once innocent eyes now smoldered with a mix of fear and desire. She was dancing sensually, clearly under some sort of influence, her movements alluring and hypnotic.

As Jake made his way towards her, a burly man with a scarred face and cybernetic implants stepped into his path. "This one is reserved, mate. Back off." Jake recognized the type: a enforcer for one of the syndicates that ran the underground sex trade.

A tense standoff ensued, but Jake's hand hovered over his concealed pistol, a custom-made smart-gun with neural links. "I'm taking her with me," he stated calmly.

The enforcer smirked. "Over my dead body."

In an instant, the club erupted into chaos. Jake's gun sang an electric melody as he fired, the neural links allowing him to target with deadly precision. The enforcer fell, his cybernetic enhancements failing him in the face of Jake's advanced weaponry.

Grabbing Sarah's hand, Jake pulled her through the club, dodging a hail of bullets and the panicked crowd. They burst out into the rainy alleyway, the neon lights reflecting off the puddles like distorted dreams.

Gasping for breath, Sarah turned to Jake, her eyes wide. "Thank you... but how did you find me?"

Jake's expression softened as he helped her into his hovercar. "Your boyfriend hired me. He never gave up hope."

As the car sped through the neon-dripping streets, Sarah shivered, her body still buzzing from the drugs that had been pumped into her system. "What did they do to me...?"

Chapter 2: Captivity

In a sleek, chrome-plated chamber, Sarah found herself imprisoned. The room was sparse, with cold metal walls and a single observation window. She felt the weight of unseen eyes watching her every move. Her body still ached from the rough treatment she had endured since her abduction.

A synthetic voice echoed through the chamber. "Subject Sarah, your training begins now. You will learn to obey and please."

Sarah's captors were experts in the art of breaking down their captives, both physically and mentally. They subjected her to a regimen of sexual conditioning, using a combination of drugs, cybernetic implants, and behavioral modification. Her willpower was slowly eroded, replaced by a burning desire to please her masters.

Day by day, Sarah's resistance faded. The implants in her body, designed to heighten pleasure and induce compliance, ensured that any attempt to defy her captors resulted in overwhelming sensations that left her begging for more. She became a slave to her own desires, her body responding involuntarily to their commands.

The observers behind the one-way mirror studied her every reaction, taking meticulous notes. They were scientists, engineers, and psychologists, refining their techniques to create the perfect pleasure slave. To them, Sarah was a specimen, a test subject for their twisted experiments.

As the days turned into weeks, Sarah's identity began to fracture. Her memories of her previous life faded, replaced by a singular focus: to serve and satisfy. The implants in her body and mind ensured that any thoughts of escape or rebellion were swiftly punished by a flood of painful stimuli.

Chapter 3: The Syndicate

The syndicate behind Sarah's abduction was known as "The Lotus Network," a powerful organization that operated in the shadows of Neo-Tokyo. They specialized in providing exotic pleasures to the city's elite, and Sarah was intended to be their crown jewel.

At the heart of the syndicate was a mysterious figure known only as "Mother Lotus." She was a master manipulator, a former psychologist who had embraced the potential of cybernetics and mind control. Mother Lotus orchestrated the transformation of captives like Sarah, molding them into obedient servants.

Mother Lotus observed Sarah's progress with a critical eye. "Her transformation is impressive. She has become a true hedonist, a slave to her desires. But we must ensure her loyalty remains unwavering."

To solidify Sarah's loyalty, Mother Lotus employed a combination of rewards and punishments. When Sarah pleased her captors, she was granted moments of exquisite pleasure, the likes of which she had never known before. But any act of defiance resulted in cruel deprivation, leaving her yearning for the release only they could provide.

Over time, Sarah's identity as a captive sex slave became entrenched. She was paraded before potential clients, her beauty and skills on full display. The syndicate profited immensely from her, and she became a sought-after commodity in the underground world of Neo-Tokyo.

Chapter 4: Escape

Months passed, and Sarah's hope of rescue faded. The drugs and implants had taken their toll, but a small spark of defiance remained deep within her. It was this spark that caught the attention of an underground resistance group known as the "Neo-Liberators."

The Neo-Liberators were a rogue collective of hackers and freedom fighters, dedicated to dismantling the syndicates that controlled Neo-Tokyo. They had been monitoring the activities of The Lotus Network, and Sarah's plight had become a symbol of the city's oppression.

One of the Neo-Liberators, a young hacker named Lex, managed to infiltrate the syndicate's systems. He discovered Sarah's true identity and the horrific experiments she had endured. Determined to free her, Lex devised a daring plan.

Lex manipulated the syndicate's systems, creating a momentary lapse in Sarah's security. During a routine transfer between chambers, Sarah found herself unguarded for the first time since her capture. It was her chance, and she took it.

Sarah fled through the sterile corridors, her heart pounding. The implants in her body screamed for release, but she pushed through the pain, driven by her desire for freedom. She reached an air vent and squeezed herself inside, scraping her skin on the metal grates.

The vent led her to the sewers below the city, a dark and putrid world untouched by neon lights. She stumbled through the filth, her once pristine body now bruised and battered. Finally, she emerged into an abandoned warehouse, collapsing from exhaustion.

Chapter 5: Redemption

The Neo-Liberators found Sarah and took her to their hidden base, a fortified safe haven in the heart of the city. There, she met other survivors of the sex slave trade, each with their own tales of horror and resilience.

Under the guidance of the Neo-Liberators, Sarah began the long and painful process of recovery. They helped her remove the implants, purging the syndicate's control over her body and mind. It was a traumatic journey, but with each step, Sarah reclaimed a piece of her former self.

As Sarah healed, her anger toward her captors grew. She learned of the many lives destroyed by The Lotus Network and the corruption that ran deep within Neo-Tokyo's elite. She realized that her freedom was tied to the downfall of the syndicates.

Together with the Neo-Liberators, Sarah became a force for change. She used her unique insights to infiltrate and sabotage the syndicate's operations. Her beauty and skills became weapons, turning clients against the syndicates and spreading dissent from within.

One by one, the syndicates fell, their leaders exposed and brought to justice. Mother Lotus, the architect of Sarah's captivity, was unmasked and put on trial. The city of Neo-Tokyo underwent a revolution, as the truth about the sex slave trade came to light.

In the aftermath, Sarah stood tall, a symbol of resilience and redemption. Her story inspired others to rise up against the oppressive forces that had controlled their lives. Neo-Tokyo began to heal, and a new era of freedom and cybernetic empowerment emerged.

As the city rebuilt, Sarah looked towards the future. Her experiences had left her forever changed, but she embraced the strength that came from surviving the unthinkable. With the Neo-Liberators by her side, she continued to fight for a world where no one would suffer the fate she had endured.

And so, in the neon-lit streets of Neo-Tokyo, a new legend was born. A tale of a captive turned liberator, a woman who rose from the depths of despair to shine a light in the darkest corners of the city. Sarah's story became a beacon, a reminder that even in a world of cybernetic enhancements and corporate control, the human spirit could never be truly enslaved.

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