Kelly's Slave
Part 5
Life settled down to a routine of class, practice, and humiliation over the next
few weeks. As it got warmer, wearing the revealing clothing that Miss Kelly and
her online assistants chose for me became less of a problem. Miss Kelly was
very happy to find that Stacy and Jenny were more than happy to help with my
training. Practice was my only refuge from being used and abused, although
because i was a freshman i wasn't part of the varsity team and didn't go on road
trips. Those days were usually the hardest. Because i didn't have practice,
Miss Kelly would send me to the gym on campus to work out. It was mostly full
of fraternity guys and sorority girls who were more interested in hooking up
with each other than working out. Miss Kelly made sure that i got plenty of
attention, only letting me wear short tights and a sports bra. While working
out, i was allowed to wear socks and tennis shoes while i worked out, but i had
to go to and from the gym in a dress and my heels. That was the worst part.
One of Miss Kelly's rules was that i wasn't allowed to change in the girl's
locker room. That left me a choice of changing in a hallway or the men's locker
room. Taking the less embarrassing choice, i used the men's locker room, which
meant being seen naked by all the guys while i was changing into and out of my
workout clothes. None of them ever bothered to ask me why i was there, they
just took the opportunity to watch. They also would ask me out constantly.
Because i wasn't allowed to say no to anyone, i had to tell them things like i'd
get back to them or ask them to let me think about it. That only encouraged
them to ask me out over and over, and some of them started to get upset at never
getting an answer. After working out, i had to shower in the men's locker room,
which also always drew a crowd and plenty of offers to help me wash. As it
warmed up, Miss Kelly had me start tanning. She had gotten a lot of stuff over
the weeks i had been her slave, and some of them were bikinis. All of them were
thongs, some were totally see through and a lot of them barely covered my
nipples and cunt slit. Those were Mistress' favorites; she would send me out in
the afternoon to lie on the grass in the quad. A lot of students did it, most
of the girls wore bikinis, but no one was close to what i wore. She also made
me ask passing guys to rub the suntan oil on me. Every single time was
humiliating, having to ask a guy to do it, and the first few times Miss Kelly
felt i wasn't inviting enough. She made me practice on the floor of our room
with Jenny and Stacy playing the roles of the guys, Hours of practice taught me
the proper way to roll onto my back and spread my legs wide, squeeze the lotion
over my stomach and legs, push my tits out and ask them for help in the proper
tone of voice. It was humiliating in the room; shoving myself at girls i played
softball with, even though they knew that i was a slave. It was much much worse
out in the grass, calling strangers over, making them think i couldn't wait to
feel their hands on my body, Quickly, i was developing a reputation as a slut
around campus. Most people didn't know about my being Miss Kelly's slave, but a
lot of guys got the chance to fuck me and they all passed the word around. That
combined with the way i dressed and my behavior made it easy for everyone to
believe. The few friends i had made outside of Miss Kelly and my teammates
drifted away and stopped speaking to me. Within three weeks, any study groups i
was part of became me and a bunch of guys and usually began with my giving them
at least a blowjob before we could do any studying. Miss Kelly made it clear
that i wasn't to say no to anyone who wanted to use me. Every time i got fucked
and used, i focused on pleasing them, knowing it was to please Miss Kelly.
The first big issue that came up was our periods. Miss Kelly had hers first and
decided that she didn't want me servicing her during it, so she passed me over
to Jenny and Stacy most nights. They weren't as controlling as Miss Kelly, for
the week, we would go to dinner after practice then back to their room, they
would let me study and then have me spend time licking each of their pussys
before they went to sleep. Except for one night they didn't even tie me up,
just had me sleep on the floor between their beds. Surprisingly, i missed the
feeling of being under control that I with Miss Kelly, i was eager to get back
to being with her. Every morning, i still had to go back to our room and help
her with showering and getting ready for class, plus getting my daily
assignments. For that week, they consisted of seeing that her boyfriend stayed
happy, giving him at least a couple of blowjobs a day. He was the most
successful at making me feel used and like property. He didn't even speak to
me, as soon as he'd see me, he would pull me into a private room or place and
unzip his pants. The only times he spoke to me were to give me orders or moan,
and when he finished, he would let me lick his cock clean, zip up and leave
without even acknowledging me. Every time made me shudder, knowing that i
wasn't anything more than a place to cum, not even a person as far as he was
concerned. When my period started, the only changes were that i was allowed a
tampon and could carry a spare and a pair of panties in case of an emergency.
Guys weren't allowed to use my pussy, but i was still giving lots of blowjobs.
At night, Miss Kelly had me wear adult diapers and made sure to take plenty of
pictures of me in them.
The whole time, Miss Kelly had been getting a lot of large boxes. The way our
campus mail worked was that we had mailboxes in our dorms, where we got letters
and stuff, but any large boxes had to be picked up at the central mailroom.
Miss Kelly would send me to pick her boxes up after my tanning sessions, so that
i had to walk across campus wearing the bikinis she dressed me in. All of the
guys in the mailroom loved it, and made sure to take plenty of time to find the
boxes. Some of them were pretty big and hard to carry back to the dorm wearing
my heels. A lot of time guys would offer to help me with the boxes, and as Miss
Kelly had ordered, i always accepted the offers and repaid them back in the dorm
room with my body. The web cam was always on and pointed at my bed, so that
Miss Kelly's friends online could see me serving at her orders. The boxes were
full of leather and latex outfits, whips and chains, toys and outfits for me to
use and wear. Miss Kelly had favorite items, a whip she used on me all the
time, a hood i had to wear a lot, cuffs and spreader bars. Her absolute
favorite was a 9" strap on dildo that she used on me at least a couple of times
a day most days. At first it hurt, especially when she would use it in my ass,
after the first couple of times she stopped letting me use lube, only allowing
me to get it wet with my mouth before fucking me. The surprising thing was that
i never felt better or more content than when i was on my hands and knees with
Miss Kelly's dildo pumping in and out of my ass. After a couple of accidents,
Miss Kelly also started giving me enemas, they became part of our morning
routine. In the shower, after i had cleaned her, she would have me get out of
the shower and get on the floor of the bathroom, head on the tile and ass raised
high. She would fill me with the enema and then put me back in the shower to
wash. She also stopped letting me use warm water, giving me two good reasons to
get washed as quickly as possible. Then i had to stand against the wall of the
shower, hands on the wall, legs back and spread and piss. Miss Kelly also
started turning the water off for this, meaning i had to feel the piss run down
my legs and puddle in the shower. Then i got out of the shower and had to squat
over the toilet, to make sure i wasn't pissing, Miss Kelly would take the plug
out of my ass and let me go in the toilet. Sometimes she would give me a second
enema to make sure i was clean, but then i would get back in the shower and Miss
Kelly would rinse me off. A lot of times she would give me another one when i
got back from practice, Jenny and Stacy got to see one of those and loved it,
making it a part of any nights i spent with them. It was very unusual for me to
be allowed to go to the bathroom normally anymore, and when i did, i was
punished.
Punishment became a major issue in my life, it seemed like anything i did could
result in punishment. If Jenny or Stacy thought i was not trying hard at
practice, they would spank me or tell Miss Kelly, who would do much worse. Miss
Kelly required me to report about my day to her every afternoon, usually after
dinner, at first i tried to skip over stuff i thought would make her mad, but
she always seemed to know and the punishment would be doubled. If she thought i
had intentionally lied, the punishments would be extremely severe. One night i
did something that really upset her, and she had just gotten a fiberglass cane
in the mail. Miss Kelly tied me down on my bed, after taking the mattress off,
so i was on the bare springs. Pillows got stuffed under my stomach to lift my
ass and she put a ball gag in my mouth, and then used the cane on my ass. The
pain was horrible, i thrashed and howled, but it was totally muffled by the gag,
which luckily also kept me from biting my tongue. The sound of the cane was
loud enough to get the RA to knock on the door and tell us to quiet down. The
next morning i could barely move and i think Miss Kelly was even a little
frightened about what my ass looked like. Luckily it was the weekend, so she
was able to keep me in the room and out of sight. One of her online "helpers"
suggested some ointment that she used. It was great at making my ass not hurt
and got a lot of the bruises to go away by Monday, although i still had to be
careful sitting down.
Miss Kelly's online friends were the same people i had used to chat with, and
she decided i should start again. She assigned me an hour a night to be online
and available in a chat room. The people who used to be my friends and chat
with me now treated me like meat and a toy, they would give me assignments and i
had to carry them out. It became common for me to do my homework, naked, on my
knees on the floor, ass pointed to the door with the doorway partly opened.
Sometimes I was gagged or had a spreader bar locked between my ankles. A lot of
guys took advantage of the opportunity and would slip into the room and fuck me.
The web cam would tape the whole thing so both Miss Kelly and my online trainers
could review my performance. Most of the guys stayed quiet about what was going
on, probably not wanting to ruin their chance at easy sex. Luckily our school
is pretty liberal, and since there wasn't any hint that i was unwilling, the
powers that be left things alone. It got difficult for a while on the softball
team, and Jenny and Stacy were the only girls i was really close to outside of
team events, that was even more emphasized when the only other freshman on the
team broke her leg and ended up leaving school. Our coach was a man, so he
wasn't around the locker room and was pretty much about clueless about anything
other than the team. As long as i kept my level of play up, he didn't care what
else was going on in our lives. Since we weren't the football team, we didn't
get anywhere near as much attention, from either the school or anyone else.
The online trainers also filled in the holes when Miss Kelly would go out with
her friends or out on dates. She seldom took me along anymore, mostly because
it made the other people uncomfortable, when we did go out, it was the two of
us, or Jenny and Stacy might come along. One trainer in particular was
interested in seeing what he could make me do. He enjoyed sending me out, naked
except for my heels and having me troll the halls of the dorm for sex. He was
the first to specify no condoms, and however he explained it to Miss Kelly, she
agreed eagerly and quickly made sure i had a full supply of birth control pills
and scheduled me for monthly HIV and STD tests. That became another chance for
humiliation because i had to make the appointments, telling the receptionist
that i was just so slutty i had to get tested constantly to make sure the guys
fucking my slutty holes were safe. Luckily, i never had a problem, not even
with some of the more common diseases that were kind of common on campus.
Miss Kelly took me out once in a while, to nights when we could get into clubs,
or to concerts. There were also two times when She traded me for entry to a
bar. On nights we went out, she would dress me, usually in the outfits she had
gotten in the mail. There were all kind of things, but they were similar in
being very revealing and humiliating to wear out in public. Her favorite was a
schoolgirl outfit, a plaid skirt that was pleated and barely covered my ass, She
had me wear it with white thigh hi stockings and a white halter-top. She also
would have me wear my hair in pigtails, just to complete the look. Both times
we went to the bar, that was what she chose for me. The first time, it was just
the two of us and She explained what i was going to do, threatening me with
another caning if i failed to get us in. Following orders, i pranced up to the
doormen, swinging my hips to make my skirt move and pressed myself against the
one who looked like he was in charge, running my hand over his crotch and
leaning to whisper in his ear and tell him that i would do ANYTHING to get us
in. He smiled down at me, and i got the impression it wasn't the first time
he'd made this deal. He took my arm and led me inside, into an office. He
asked what exactly i was offering and i told him he could do anything he wanted
with me. He didn't have long, so decided just to have me give him a blowjob.
He made me strip first, then kneel as he opened his pants. Taking his cock in
my mouth, i licked and sucked it, bobbing my head up and down along the length
until he grabbed a hold of my pigtails and held me in place as he fucked my
mouth, slipping his cock into my throat and holding it there, with my face
pressed against his crotch. Cutting off my air he began cumming, pumping his
cum directly into my throat and making sure i had no chance to spit it out, not
that i would have. Then he pulled back and let me lick it clean before
buttoning his pants up and telling me to get dressed. Pulling my clothes back
on and following him out, i pointed out Miss Kelly and he waved her in. She
smiled and patted my ass as She stood next to me. She guided me in the bar,
telling me i was a good little whore. At first i was shocked, but then realized
that was a pretty good description and since the tone of her voice was pleased,
the words didn't bother me as much as making her happy had made me feel better.
In the club, Miss Kelly sat at a table and sent me out to dance on the dance
floor. As she ordered, any guys that came up to me were free to dance with me
and touch me any way they chose, so i had hands all over my body, pulling my
skirt up and reaching under my top, guys were pressing their crotches against my
pussy and ass and i could feel their hard cocks through their pants. My pussy
started to get wet too, both from the friction and from the feelings that were
flowing through me from getting displayed and used in the most public way yet.
A lot of the guys asked me if i wanted to go home with them, or at least for my
number, but Miss Kelly had told me not to give them my real name or tell them
anything about me, so i turned all their offers down. At the end of the night,
there were still a few guys left waiting, but Miss Kelly rushed me out and into
her car. As she drove back to campus, she had me tell her in detail how i felt
being displayed and passed around. Taking my shirt off and sitting on it, i
played with my cunt while describing both the humiliation and thrill of being
fondled and displayed in a public place. By the time we pulled into the dorm
parking lot, i was moaning and bucking in my seat. Miss Kelly parked and
dragged me out of the car, leaving my shirt behind and dragging me into the
dorm. She didn't let me get my balance, dragging me all the way into our room
and throwing me on my bed. She cuffed my wrists and ankles to the bedposts and
unwrapped my skirt, leaving me naked except for my stockings and heels. She
shoved a couple of pillows under me, then stood back watching me push against
them trying to cum. After a few minutes, She said i was turning her on, but
rather than letting me lick her pussy or using her dildo on me, she left. She
shut the lights off and locked the door, leaving me alone in the dark, moaning
with my need to cum. There wasn't anything i could do to let myself cum,
although i tugged at the cuffs for quite a while. The lights woke me up and i
realized i'd dozed off, Miss Kelly was standing next to me, naked. My eyes
locked on her pussy and i could feel myself getting wet again, just looking at
it. She patted me on the head and told me the next time i saw Her boyfriend he
would thank me for the sex she just gave him. She said she didn't want me to
feel left out, so she'd brought me a present. She stuffed a condom full of cum
into my mouth and told me to enjoy it, then She turned the lights off and laid
down in her bed, ignoring my whimpers as she turned over and went to sleep.
The second trip to the bar was basically the same, i was dressed the same, but
Jenny and Stacy came too. The doorman remembered me, and since it wasn't as
busy that night, he took the time to fuck me in the office. Because i also had
two more friends with me, he also had me blow another security guy. Inside the
club, Jenny, Stacy, and Miss Kelly danced with guys, and i got passed around
like before. This time though, Miss Kelly had told me that i was to give at
least three guys blowjobs during the night. In the end, there were seven guys i
got the chance to blow, because a couple of guys i chose had friends along and i
didn't want to be rude and make Miss Kelly mad. Mostly i went out to the
parking lot with them, but two guys slipped into a booth and i sat between them
and the wall and did it. At the end of the night, i told Miss Kelly how many
guys i had done and She told me i was an even better slut than She thought and
She'd have to keep a close eye on me to make sure i didn't slip away to fuck
random guys. They all took me back to the car, and Jenny and Stacy got in the
back seat. Miss Kelly had me stand outside the car and strip down to my
stockings and heels before getting in and on the floor in front of Jenny and
Stacy. Miss Kelly drove around the city while i alternated licking their
pussys. When we got back to campus, Miss Kelly dropped us off by Jenny and
Stacy's room and told me to go with them. They led me inside, naked except for
my stockings and took me in their room for the night. They were nicer than Miss
Kelly, letting me rub my cunt until i came three times and then tying me to the
foot of Jenny's bed after i had licked them a couple more times each. In the
morning, they lent me a towel to wear back to my room, but Miss Kelly called it
stealing and made me take it back, so i had to sneak through the bushes back to
our room, luckily it was pretty early and i didn't get seen.
