Callie was in danger of failing out of her degree. She couldn’t find the motivation to study, and she couldn’t keep her attention focused even when she did sit down to do the work.
There was only one person she could think of to help – Ben. She didn’t like Ben, and she was pretty sure that Ben *hated* her – and yet he had boasted just the other day that he was becoming very accomplished at hypnosis, a skill he had learned in passing as part of his psychology degree.
She met him at his dorm room, and nervously asked whether he might help her with some hypnotic motivation. He laughed, and told her that he could – but she was a bitch, so if she wanted his help, she would have to agree to a little something extra to make it worth his time. Specifically, he told her that he would hypnotise her so that she would find it easy to study without losing concentration – but only when she had a man’s cum on her face and tits.
He told her he’d even do her a favour, and give her her first load of sperm himself.
She swore at him, and begged him to just give her the concentration aid, without the humiliating catch – but Ben was firm, and Callie was desperate to avoid failing, so in the end Callie agreed.
Ben sat her down, and led her into a trance. Callie found it actually felt good to be in that passive, receptive state – somehow both relaxing and satisfying. As she sat there, listening eagerly to Ben’s voice, Ben gave her the triggers he’d promised. But he didn’t stop there. He gave her one final, un-negotiated trigger – that the feeling of a man cumming on Callie face would make her feel like a total slut. She would experience that feeling at a deep, humiliating level like a total slut, and every time she felt it, she would find herself compelled to make up a degrading rule to punish herself – a rule that she would then follow for the rest of her life.
When Callie came out of the trance, Ben masturbated over her like he’d promised, spraying his load over her pretty face and fuckbags, as she blushed and allowed it to happen. Callie went back to her dorm, blushing, leaving the cum dripping from her cheeks without wiping it off. She sat in her room, and found that she was able to study non-stop, with Ben’s sperm drying on her face and breasts, until she fell asleep at her desk.
With her last moments of awakeness, she wrote, “I am a dirty slut and I need to wear a clothespeg on my clitoris to punish me when a man cums on me…”
The next morning the cum wasn’t fresh enough and she couldn’t study, so she went back to Ben. He made her suck his cock this time until he was ready to cum, and then decorated her with another load. He watched with amusement afterwards as she clipped a peg to her clit, squealing with pain as she did so, apparently thinking it was her own idea, and then staggered back to her room to study before the cum got brushed off too much.
It was during that session that she came to the understanding that a slut like her didn’t deserve to ever wear panties again. She put all hers in the trash.
By late afternoon she needed more cum, only Ben was out somewhere, and she couldn’t reach him by phone, so she blushingly asked another man in Ben’s dorm if he would cum on her face. He did. She didn’t even learn the man’s name, just put her peg back on her clit and hurried home to study.
When she looked in the mirror, she was disgusted at the three loads of dry cum still staining her face and fuckbags. She didn’t deserve to wipe them off, she decided. She deserved to have them cleaned off in a truly degrading way.
It took her a lot of demeaning, embarrassing phone calls to find a prostitute who would lick a stranger’s cum off her body on webcam, and it cost her a lot when she did, but before long she had a big-titted whore in her room, tongue-bathing her face and slutmelons as she writhed naked in front of a camera. She uploaded the result to a website called “Callie Is A Cumslut”, and made some plans to blackmail one of her girlfriends into being her future cum-cleaner, as she clearly couldn’t afford to hire a prostitute a couple of times a day.
Right now, though, she already needed more cum on her body, and she was already forming ideas to beg whoever provided it to spank her ass for being so disgustingly whorish…
By the end of the semester, Callie had passed her subjects with honours, but it no longer mattered to her, as her self-enforced rules prevented her from wearing clothes, walking upright, or taking part in any activity other than pleasing men. She had legally changed her name to Callie Cumslut and was making a small fortune off her degrading porn website, which she paid the entirety of to Ben, or, as she now called him, Master…
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