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Bunny almost rebelled when she learned what Emma wanted her to write.
“I can’t!” she wailed. “I worked so hard for those!”
“Fuckbunny, you know you don’t deserve to have educational qualifications,” cooed Emma, stroking Bunny’s hair even as Gwen, kneeling between Bunny’s legs, continued to lick at her pussy. “You’re a cunt, and cunts can’t be educated. Cunts don’t even have thoughts – just feelings. All these pieces of paper that say you learned things are just lies. Don’t you feel ashamed of them?”
Bunny didn’t – but Emma’s words and tone made her feel like she should. It certainly was hard to reconcile the version of Bunny who had graduated from a bachelor’s degree with the version who had just filmed a nude video where she admitted she was a silly cunt who deserved to be raped.
“We need to get rid of all those lies, Bunny,” said Emma. “We need to write to all the schools who you attended and tell them to revoke your qualifications, so you’ll never be able to use them to lie your way into a job again. Why don’t you go get all those silly pieces of paper?”
Bunny disentangled herself from Gwen, and went to the filing cabinet where she kept her important documents. Soon she came back with her school certificates and her bachelor’s degree.
“There’s a good cunt,” said Emma soothingly, as she sat Bunny back down and pushed Gwen’s face back into Bunny’s wet pussy. “Now just write to all those people and make it clear they should never have pretended that you were anything but a stupid animal.”
Bunny’s head noise was screaming at her, but she just concentrated on Gwen’s tongue licking at her pussy, and began to write what Emma wanted her to write.
Over the next hour, she sent emails to her primary school, to her high school, to her university, and to several professional training organisations, formally renouncing her certificates of qualification and asking them to note her in their records as never having graduated. She made up entirely fictional stories of having cheated on tests and slept with teachers in order to get her marks, and asked them to include those confessions in their records. She included a copy of the nude video with the final emails, just so they’d know what kind of a slut they were dealing with.
By the time she pressed “send” on the last email, she was desperate to cum – not because the humiliating task had been arousing for her, but because it had made her shut down her distressing head noise so hard, and concentrate so exclusively on her pussy, that all she could think about was satisfying her fuckhole.
Emma got her to stand up, and led her into the bathroom. She put Bunny in the shower cubicle, and got her to squat, with her legs spread. Then she took Bunny’s educational certificates and placed them on the tiled floor of the shower, between her legs.
“Last step for this part, Fuckbunny,” said Emma. “Piss for your mistress. Once you start pissing, you may rub your clit and cum.”
She had a phone out, and was pointing it at Bunny, having first been careful to zoom in on the documents between Bunny’s legs to show what they were.
Bunny looked down at her bachelor’s degree. She had studied for three years to attain that. And she had just asked the university to revoke it because she was a slut and a cheat and a bimbo.
She made a mewling noise of distress.
“You want to cum, don’t you, Fuckbunny?” asked Emma. “Piss for your mistress.”
She did want to cum. She wanted to cum so much. The orgasm would make all her head noise go away. Everything she was doing would make sense if she could just cum.
She did her best to relax her bladder. It took a while because she was so horny – but eventually she managed it, and began to piss. And as she watched her urine begin to soak her degree, and her school certificates, her body began to shake with shame. Desperate not to think, desperate to cum, her fingers went to her clit and began to rub it frantically. And only seconds later, she was cumming – cumming hard as she pissed on her education.
Afterwards, she started crying. She didn’t know why. She had done what her mistress wanted. She had done what she needed to do to win Tim’s award. She had made a permanent, degrading change in her life that would stop her from ever being employed by any organisation that respected women. She kept crying even as Emma uploaded the new video to her social media profiles to join the other one, even though she knew she should be proud to have done such a brave thing in service to her values.
Eventually Emma put her on the couch, and had Gwen kneel between Bunny’s legs to lick her, and she put the new video of Bunny cumming in the shower on the TV screen on a loop, and let Bunny watch herself pissing on her degree over and over again while her cunt got licked, until Bunny was once again on the edge of orgasm, as any good cunt should be.
By this point it was late at night, and it was time for rest. Emma said that Gwen deserved a reward for all her cunt-licking, and so she sent Gwen out to masturbate naked on the front lawn. “You can come back inside once you orgasm,” she told the pretty redhead.
Then Emma took Bunny to the bedroom, and finally gave Bunny what she had been dreaming of for weeks – passionate lesbian sex with her role model. They kissed, and entwined their bodies, Emma’s knee pressing against Bunny’s wet sex, and Bunny moaning with need and lust.
“I love you, Sugar-Tits,” Bunny heard herself say, and she didn’t know whether she meant it, but right now nothing mattered to her except Emma’s naked body.
Emma shook her head. “Good girls don’t say nice things about each other,” she said. “Good girls put each other in their place. Try insulting me instead.”
“You’re….” Bunny began. She searched for words. It was so hard to get her brain to work when her cunt was this wet. “You’re a big-titted fuckdoll,” she finished.
Emma giggled – a small, girlish sound. “You’re a stupid little whore,” she replied. And then she kissed Bunny on the lips.
The two women explored each other’s bodies. Bunny sucked on Emma’s breasts, and Emma bit Bunny’s neck and licked her stomach and tasted her pussy. And as they went, they traded insults as if they were words of affection.
“Your breasts are so big they’re ridiculous,” whispered Emma.
“You’re a dumb cunt who’s only good for raping,” replied Bunny.
The insults helped remind Bunny that she wasn’t fucking a person who might deserve affection and respect, but rather an animal, a toy, barely more than life-support for tits and a cunt. She squeezed Emma’s tits so hard that Emma squealed, just for fun, and experimented with spitting into Emma’s mouth. In return, Emma practiced working her whole fist into Bunny’s cunt – an experience that made Bunny squeak, and then suddenly orgasm.
“God, you’re such a disgusting fucktoy,” she gasped as the waves of pleasure rolled through her.
“You think you’re saying words, but all I hear is pathetic animal noises,” replied Emma.
And they kissed again.
When Gwen came in from her public outdoor orgasm, they put her between them in the same upside down position as before, and fell asleep that way, with Gwen’s face against Bunny’s cunt, and Bunny’s chin resting on Gwen’s pussy.
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For the rest of the weekend, Emma had a special project for Bunny.
“I’ve managed to pitch an article to Global Business Online,” said Emma. “It’s going to be written by you, and it’s going to the main feature on their website next month. They’ll promote it heavily online and in traditional media. You’re going to spend the weekend writing it.”
“What’s it about?” asked Bunny nervously.
“Your new policies,” said Emma. “And the way you discovered that women are more productive and obedient if they’ve been raped. And why you just destroyed all your educational qualifications.”
Bunny had always dreamed of being published in Global Business Online – but in her dreams, her article had been a literate, feminist manifesto, about empowering women and breaking through the glass ceiling. Instead she would be writing – what? An advertisement for raping women. A call to abuse and degrade her entire gender on a systemic scale.
She found herself shaking when she sat naked in front of the computer to start writing, but Emma got Gwen to start licking her pussy again, and soon Bunny was feeling wet and stupid and floaty, and it was easy to start to type. She just had to take everything that she had once believed, and write the opposite.
She wrote about her own experience at Kavenagh & True, and how she had found it so easy to let men demean and molest her. She wrote about how she got wet when men treated her like an object, and how she had orgasmed from rape. She wrote about how female brains didn’t work properly, and how they were mostly led by their cunts. She wrote about how good it felt to crawl, and eat kitten treats from Tim’s hand like an animal, and how the natural state of women was naked and on all fours. She wrote about why women should be made to piss in public in a litter tray, and be leashed to their workstations by their clits.
Emma wouldn’t let her cum the whole time, and Bunny’s brain just got stupider and hornier the longer she wrote. The more she thought about women being treated as animals in the workplace, the wetter she got. She knew she was making a lot of typographical mistakes as she worked, and she didn’t know whether Emma would let her fix them later, or leave them in to show how stupid Bunny was. She found herself begging Emma for permission to cum, in a mewling, pathetic voice, but Emma wouldn’t let her. Every time Bunny got close to cumming, Emma would pull Gwen away and hold Bunny’s hands behind her back until she had calmed down enough to continue.
By Sunday afternoon, the article was done. Bunny titled it “Rape is the Best Education: Why Women Are Incapable of Rational Thought, and How to Fuck Them Until They’re Useful.” It would run with a high-resolution full-colour image of Bunny naked in the shower, urinating on her degree.
After they sent it through to Global Business Online, Emma gave Bunny permission to cum – but only in a very specific way. She told Bunny to go outside and lie on her back in the middle of the street, close her eyes, and masturbate until she orgasmed.
Not only did it mean rubbing her pussy in broad daylight, but it was also dangerous. Bunny’s street was quiet, but that didn’t mean it was safe to lie in the middle of the road. Worse, Bunny knew she was so horny she might not be able to stop masturbating even if she heard a car approaching.
It took Bunny less than a minute to orgasm, naked in public in a position of complete vulnerability, and no car came during that time, but it proved Emma’s point to Bunny – that Bunny’s cunt was more important to her than anything, even her dignity, even her privacy, even her life. Nothing that happened in her head would ever again have priority over what she needed for her fuckhole.
It felt good to know that – to accept it, to give in to it, to leave behind the version of herself that had thought she needed respect and validation. She even asked Emma if she could 69 Gwen on her front lawn, so that all her neighbours could watch her lez off and see what a good bimbo slut she had become. Emma gave them permission to do so, and then once they had both licked each other to orgasm, she had them stand, and clipped their clitoris rings together with a short chain, and sent them to walk around the block, completely naked and holding hands, so the rest of the neighbourhood could see them too.
Bunny fell asleep that night with Gwen’s tongue in her cunt, and her hands on Emma’s generous tits, with the knowledge in her mind that she had done what Tim wanted. She had ruined her life. The world would know her as a disgusting slut who had betrayed her gender, and she could never, ever go back from that.
And if that thought bothered Bunny even a little bit, all she had to do was focus on her pussy until the bad feelings went away.
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Cant wait till its revealed Bunny has been pregnant for a month and she’s taken to the permanent breeding program.
Ssh, no spoilers.