Being Slutted Out Novels & Stories

“I’m going to use you Mia, make you suffer. It’s until I’m tired of you that’s when I will let you go” “I’m not a slut!” I said, tears falling off my eyes “Strip! I give you 30 seconds to do that. You won’t like it if you disobey me again.” With teary eyes, I started removing my clothes until I was stark naked. “Get on the bed”. He commanded and I did just that. I’m a slut after all. I got no choice. He joined me on the bed, still clothed and told me to bend in a doggy style.

I hadn't had sex since the last time I'd been with Frank and when it crossed my mind that he might likely have had sex with another woman, I felt a tinge of jealousy hit my chest. "I'm not a slut, but I'll be a slut tonight, just for you, fuck me faddy, fuck all my organs out, fuck everything, fuck the life out of me." I knew I was at peak of hormones when I started saying things like this but my body was longing for his touch. Frank lifted me and flipped me, he arched my back to his face. I tried hard not to think about how this reminded me of that fucking Neil. I forgot about Neil the moment Frank snatched my panties down and buried his face between my thighs. He began to strike his tongue

she said, smiling up at me. I eyed her, and found her greatly wanting. Then again, nobody could really measure up to my Sue, especially now that she can selectively shift her body parts. It gave new meaning to the term, “magic pussy.” Tonight, the slut was wearing a spaghetti strap crop top with a skirt that would show her ass if she bent over. Part of me was so disgusted with her that I wanted to scare the shit out of her for even wanting to sleep with me, but I knew that could backfire on me. Kimi really wanted GLE, or I would have whispered the scandalous scenarios in which I would inflict pain in the name of pleasure. My time with Sue has taught me where the fine line is.

"Cause I'm a slut... aahhh..." The pleasure she felt at calling herself that name was undeniable, written plainly across her flushed face. "A slut..." She rubbed faster, her breathing dissolving into ragged, uneven gasps as she climbed closer to her peak. "A whore!" she cried out, her legs trembling with the force of the pleasure consuming her. "I'm a whore for you, daddies... a slutty whore..." She rubbed harder, faster, even as she felt herself teetering dangerously close to the edge.

My knees ached against the cold floor as I slobbered hungrily on Lucas’s throbbing cock, drool running down my chin and dripping onto my heavy tits. I was in full slut mode, moaning like a whore around his shaft while my fingers frantically rubbed my soaked pussy through the tiny black thong. “God yes, baby… I’m such a nasty fucking wife,” I gasped, pulling off his cock with a wet pop. “I’ve been fingering my stretch-marked cunt every night thinking about four men destroying me. I want to be a gangbang slut so bad—”

“I couldn’t leave myself out of the fun, could I?” Her fingers slid through the glory hole and found my dripping pussy. She pushed two inside me without hesitation, curling them perfectly. “Still so wet. Such a good little slut for all those cocks.” “Jade… what are you doing?” I whispered, voice shaking. “Shh. Just enjoy it or do you want me to call them back?” She leaned in and dragged her tongue slowly over my clit, licking up the mess. “Mmm, you taste like every man in this room. So fucking filthy girl.”

Lilith knew exactly what he was promising - more pain, more humiliation, more chances to debase herself for his amusement. With a deep breath, she leaned into the microphone, her voice trembling with a mix of fear and excitement. "Hello... um, hello everyone. This is Lilith, your friendly neighborhood slut. And I have an announcement to make..." She stumbled through the words Roman had fed her earlier, describing in explicit detail all the vile things she would let complete strangers do to her. She would suck any cock they shoved in her face, she would let them pound her pussy and ass until they spilled their loads inside her.

She gasped, clawing at his shoulders, tears streaming but her hips still moved, still grinding, still taking every thrust. “Look at me,” he demanded, pulling her hair until her face tilted back, eyes rolling. “Say it. Say what you are.” Her voice broke, barely a whisper. “I’m… I’m your slut.” Rhett’s laugh was derisive and cruel. “Not just mine, songbird. My dirty fucking toy. My cock sleeve. That’s all you are right now.” His hips snapped up so hard she screamed, her nails digging into his skin until she thought she’d break him open.

"Wait, kitten. First, agree to the rules. Say it… 'I'll be your personal slut, daddy. Take your cock whenever you want.'" The words were filthy, degrading, but they made her gush, her body trembling on the edge. "I… I'll... I'll be your personal slut," she mumbled, her voice breaking. "Take your cock whenever you want.”