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There were news crews waiting at the tennis court when Alyona arrived for training.  At least three different sports networks were there, with video cameras. 

“What’s this?” she asked Scott.  Her voice was a low, angry hiss.  “And why is there footage of me naked on the internet?” 

“How do you think Etrebor was going to find out about ‘the new Alyona’, slut?” said her manager.  “Were they just going to have a dream about it?  You need the media to see the new you, and broadcast it widely.” 

It made sense – except Alyona baulked when the media followed her into the changerooms, and absolutely drew the line when she learned what she would be wearing for practice. 

“Absolutely not!” she hissed at Scott.  “No!” 

“You said you would do anything to be the best,” said Scott. “If that’s not true, I can leave right now, and you’re going to be a porn-titted internet star for no reason whatsoever.  Being a slutty sex-doll who’s the world women’s champion is one thing, but being a slutty sex doll who isn’t the champion of anything is another matter entirely.  What’s it going to be, slut?  Will you do as you’re told?” 

Her fists clenched, and she wanted to cry tears of frustration.   

But Scott was right.  She had done all this for a reason.  She was committed to her career. 

So she stripped nude right there, in front of the cameras.  And then she put on the “clothes” Scott had prepared for her. 

It was really just sex-toys.  There was a butt plug.  She had to get Scott’s help in lubricating her anus to fit it in, and the cameras caught every second of it.  There was a thick vibrating dildo that went up inside her pussy, and there was a clip on the base that clamped painfully onto her clitoris to stop her cunt just pushing the dildo back out again.  There were tight elastic bands that went around the base of her tits, constricting them, and then there were weighted clamps that went onto her nipples.  A ring gag went into her mouth. 

And then Scott took a permanent marker and wrote on her body.  On her left breast he wrote “Discipline Dildos”.  On her right he wrote “RapeVideosXXX”.  And then across her buttocks he wrote, “Women Aren’t People – Visit Titcage Today”. 

“Some of your sponsors were concerned about your new look,” Scott told her, “but we’ve found alternate sponsors.  Actually you’re making more sponsorship money than you were before.  You just need to abide by the brand values of your new sponsors, okay?” 

With a gag in her mouth, she couldn’t ask questions, but Scott elaborated.  “Don’t ever criticise a man, don’t ever imply that women are people or have rights, don’t ever support or believe a woman in a sexual assault or rape allegation, don’t ever imply that your or any other woman are smarter than an animal.” 

And then she went out to play tennis like that, in front of all the cameras. 

Even with all the distractions – with a vibrator humming in her wet, horny cunt, and with painful weights bouncing from her tits – she was a good player.  But the longer she played, the wetter her cunt got, and the more her tits hurt, and the pain in her tits seemed to contribute to the pleasure in her pussy… 

… and at exactly the one-hour mark, just as she was raising her racquet to serve, she orgasmed. 

It was clear to everyone what had happened, because her whole body shook, and then she fell to the ground, her legs clamped together, drool spilling from her ring-gagged mouth. 

All the cameras made sure to shoot it.  And it made the front page on every sports news site – “TENNIS SLUT ALYONA PUBLICLY ORGASMS WHILE DEBUTING WHORISH NEW OUTFIT”. 

The footage caught all of Alyona’s sponsorship logos, so her sponsors were delighted. 

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Her new sponsorship deals came with some additional obligations.  Scott informed her that each of them wanted Alyona to participate in shooting a short commercial for them. 

Alyona wasn’t happy about any of these, but she had little choice.  Scott had arranged for the commercials to shoot back-to-back over the course of a single day. 

The first was for the anti-women political lobby group “Titcage”.  They dressed Alyona in a variant of her regular tennis gear – with a top that was tighter, and showed more cleavage, and which her nipples visiby poked through, and in a skirt that was shorter, and revealed the bottom of her pussy mound. 

The man directing the commercial took the opportunity to grope Alyona’s boobs *and* her cunt while getting her positioned. 

“Just read from the teleprompter, honey,” he said.  “You *can* read, can’t you?  You can never be sure, with a woman…” 

Alyona did her best to smile, and read from the prompter. 

“Hi!” she said.  “I’m Alyona the Tennis Slut!  Because I’m a woman, I’m not very smart, and I never would have gotten anywhere in life without a man to lead me.  But I *do* know that big-titted fuckdolls like me aren’t really people, and that we were born to be fucked and enslaved.  That’s why Titcage is doing important work to make it legal to rape and enslave cunts like me.  If you’d like to legally fuck and slap me while I struggle, make a donation to Titcage today!” 

She shivered.  She had a great many fans, including young women who saw her as a role model.  She had just told them that women were stupid and only existed to be fucked. 

She peered at the next words on the prompter, and then read them slowly. 

“After I’m done reading this,” she said, “the director is going to rape me, just like I deserve.  If you want to see that rape, just donate at least $20 to Titcage in the next 48 hours.” 

And then the director was grabbing her arms, and ripping off her skimpy top, and pushing her down on the ground, and slapping her face, and a moment later his cock was in her, and Alyona was experiencing the second rape of her life. 

It was being filmed.  It would be shown to a great many people.  And it would raise money to help legalise the rape and slavery of other women. 

Alyona couldn’t help herself.  She found herself whispering under her breath, “I’m nothing but a cunt, I deserve to be raped.”  And when the director orgasmed inside her, flooding her womb with his sperm, her implants kicked in and rewarded her with a burst of euphoria, and to her shame and horror Alyona found herself orgasming right along with that euphoria – orgasming from being raped by a man. 

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The second commercial was for Discipline Dildos.  They didn’t need her to say anything, just to fuck herself with the dildo on camera.  They didn’t even let her clean the director’s cum out of her pussy – they said it gave her a raw, natural look. 

She drew back when she saw the dildo in question.  It didn’t look like a dildo at all – it looked like a toilet brush, with wiry protrusions around the outside. 

“What is this?” she asked. 

“Don’t worry, it won’t damage you,” said the director of this commercial.  “Discipline Dildos are designed to cause the maximum pain to the female vagina without breaking the skin or causing any tearing.  They’re 100% guaranteed safe.” 

“Maximum pain?” said Alyona.  “Why would anyone want a dildo to be painful?” 

“Men buy them to torture women with,” said the director.  “Doms force subs to fuck themselves with these.  It’s quite agonising.  They’re useful in training women to orgasm from pain.” 

Alyona looked to Scott for help.  “I can’t use this,” she said.  “I can’t do this.” 

“Yes, you can,” said Scott.  “They have two versions of the commercial planned.  In one, you fuck yourself with the dildo.  In the other, they strap you down and someone rapes you with it.  They only need to film one, and I’d suggest that the one where you do it yourself will be more pleasant for you.” 

And so Alyona found herself sprawling naked in a chair, her legs spread, pushing the cruel device into her wet sperm-filled snatch.  It hurt – and yet it did feel good, in a way, filling and distending her fuckhole. 

“Try and think about your rape,” advised Scott.  “Being raped seemed to really make you cum.” 

And of course, after that, being raped was all that Alyona could think about.  She wanted to squeal with pain as she forced the wicked device in and out of her cunt – but at the same time, she was getting wet. 

“Look at her,” said the director appreciatively.  “She’s a natural slut.  We’re going to run this with text that says ‘She’s fantasing about rape!’, or maybe, ‘She’s giving herself what she deserves!’” 

Alyona stared into the camera and kept fucking herself with the dildo.  As she got wetter and wetter she began to gasp and moan – and then she discovered another nasty feature of the dildo.  It delivered electric shocks!  Her whole body spasmed the first time it delivered a painful zap to the inside of her twat, and it did it again soon afterwards. 

“They’re synced to your arousal,” said the director.  “The closer you get to orgasm, the more it zaps you.  When you actually do orgasm, it’s going to shock the shit out of you.” 

“Your deal includes one of these you can take home for your own private enjoyment,” whispered Scott.   

The director didn’t lie.  When Alyona reached orgasm a few minutes later – a crescendo of pain and humiliation – the dildo discharged the rest of its batteries into her twat, and Alyona found her body arcing and twitching uncontrollably as she screamed in pain.  She lost control of her bladder, and pissed all over the chair she had been sitting in. 

The camera recorded it all mercilessly. 

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The third commercial was for “RapeVideosXXX”, a porn site that specialised in simulated non-consensual content.   

By this point Alyona had a good idea of where this was going – and to her shame, her pussy was once again becoming wet.   

Had the nation of Etrebor actually been right all along?  In her life as a lesbian, had Alyona subconsciously been longing for cock all the time?  And not just to be fucked by men, but to be humiliated by them, abused by then, to be raped and to orgasm from pain and humiliation.   

The nation of Etrebor thought that all women were secretly like this.  Were they right?  Or was Alyona alone a perverted, confused slut whose pussy wettened from abuse and degradation? 

Only an hour ago she hadn’t been able to understand why any woman would fuck herself with a dildo that hurt her, and the idea that she would be given one of the Discipline Dildos for her own personal use seemed ridiculous and obscene.  And yet, now, as she was getting wet again, Alyona was forced to admit to herself that she *was* going to take the horrid device home, and she *was* going to use it on herself again, without anyone forcing her, because her cunt was going to lust to experience that degrading powerful orgasm of pain and humiliation once again. 

There were words on the teleprompter for Alyona again during this third commercial. 

“I used to think that my consent mattered,” said Alyona.  “I used to think that porn was wrong, and that I had rights and dignity.  Then I experienced my first rape, and realised that the only reason I existed was to please men’s cocks.” 

She smiled, and cupped her naked tits for the camera. 

“If you’d like to see cunts like me learn their proper place in the world, through the experience of violent rape, then check out RapeVideosXXX today!” 

And that was as much as she got to say, because that was when the first of the naked men standing by the side of the set walked up to her and pushed his cock into her mouth, gagging her.  Then another man was grabbing her arms, and a third was lifting her up, and moving her to lie across a wooden bench. 

Someone slapped her, and then she was face down across the bench, and she felt a cock slide past her pussy lips and into her cunt.  The cock she had been sucking, which had popped out of her briefly as she had been lifted, went back into her mouth, accompanied by a sharp slap across the face to encourage her to suck. 

Alyona couldn’t move, couldn’t resist, couldn’t struggle.  There were too many men and they were too strong.  There was nothing for her to do except accept that this was happening to her and that she had no choice in the matter.  And once she did that, she was able to enjoy it. 

There were ten men who took part in her gang rape.  After the first man had cum in her pussy, the second man used the sperm and cunt juices to lubricate her asshole, and took her anal virginity. 

With each blast of cum delivered into her body, Alyona’s implants fired, flooding drugs through her system, telling her that her rape was pleasurable, that she was happy when men ejaculated into her.  And she found herself responding to those signals with a progressively wetter pussy, and louder and sluttier moans, and – on occasion – by orgasming to her rape.   

All ten men ejaculated inside Alyona, and four of them managed to get it up fast enough for a second round.  They put a bucket under her pussy and ass, so that when cum leaked out of her it could be collected, and from time to time they brought the bucket to her mouth and made her drink it.  And Alyona found, to her horror, that drinking the cum produced the same reward feedback from her implants, telling her that it was delicious, that she liked to drink semen from a bucket, that it made her pussy happy. 

“In Etrebor,” Scott told her, “it is a crime for men’s semen to end up outside a woman.  One way or another, it must all go into a female, and it is the woman who will be punished in the event that it does not.” 

The video of the group sex would go on RapeVideosXXX under the title “Tennis Slut Cums From Rough Gangbang”, and it would be an incentive to attract new customers to the site. 

“Smile for the camera, slut,” whispered Scott.  “We want Etrebor to see this, and truly believe you have been cured of your lesbianism.”

And so Alyona did her best to smile. 

It was all part of the process.  It was all part of the cost. 

She would do anything to be the best.

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