Annette knew that breaking up with Nolan wasn’t going to be easy, but she had no idea how hard it would turn out to be.
“You’re leaving me?” he said, flatly. He was not happy. “You’re leaving me for that limp-dicked shitstain *Steve*?”
“You have to understand, Nolan,” Annette pleaded. “I want someone who *loves* me. Who treats me with affection, and respect. That’s not what you’re giving me! Last week you called me a bitch in front of all my friends, and then spilled a beer over me deliberately, and laughed!”
“Fuck you,” swore Nolan. “You’ve spent two months cockteasing me with those whore tits of yours, and you haven’t even spread your legs for me yet. I should have just raped you. You’re a manipulative slut.”
“Nolan!” protested Annette. “How can you say that?”
Nolan ignored her. “Well, guess what, bitch. You know those TV shows we’ve been watching together, where you kept complaining that there were funny flashes of light sometimes, and I told you you were crazy? Well, you *are* crazy, but those flashes were real. I’d been training you with little subliminals, so that when you were ready to finally offer up your cunt, I could have some proper fun with you.”
“Subliminals?” Annette was confused.
“Hypnosis,” said Nolan. “Mind control. All priming you to accept commands from me when I used the proper trigger words. And I think now is the time.”
“What…” began Annette, but Nolan talked over the top of her.
“Sugar kisses,” he said – and when she heard the words, Annette went still, and quiet, and listened very carefully.
“Good girl,” laughed Nolan. “Now, tomorrow I’m going to email you a file with a list of numbered instructions. Each instruction is going to be a way that I want Steve to behave with you. And every week, you’re going to follow the next instruction on that list. You’re going to act like it’s your idea, and that you want it more than anything, and you’re going to convince Steve to treat you that way.”
“Yes, sir,” said Annette dully.
“And you’re *not* going to have love, or affection, or respect from your dickbag new boyfriend,” said Nolan. “In fact, he’s going to learn to treat you as exactly what you are…”
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And so Annette found herself at Steve’s house, telling him how she wanted to be slapped across the face.
“It makes me so hot,” she said. It didn’t – but she couldn’t help the words coming out of her mouth. “I wish you’d slap me.”
“I don’t know if I can,” said Steve. He was handsome, and kind – but a little shy.
“Of course you can!” encouraged Annette. “Why don’t we practice by having you slap me across the face at the start of each of our dates, when I first arrive at your house? And then when you feel ready you can graduate to just slapping me whenever you feel like it – like maybe if I say something you don’t like, or I refuse something you ask for.”
And she was right. It *did* get easier for him. At first it was difficult for him to strike her across the face, but when she rewarded him for it with a passionate kiss, he found it easier the next time. And on the last day of the week, she was surprised – and shocked – when he casually slapped her across the mouth for no reason during a session of passionate kissing on the couch.
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The next week she told him to stop using her name.
“I like it when you call me pet names,” she said. “Particularly if they’re sexy or make me feel little. Try calling me ‘Tits’ or ‘Slut-Bunny’.”
Shyly, he started by calling her “Sugar” and “Baby”, but she kept encouraging him to use more explicit nicknames, and it wasn’t long before, at a gathering of his friends to watch football, he casually said, “Hey fuckhole, bring me a drink, would you?”
The most unsettling thing was the instant wetness she felt between her thighs at the name.
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In the third week she told him to think of her body as his possession.
“Just touch it, grope it, whatever you want,” she said. “I like it better when the man’s in control. I promise I won’t ever resist or complain about anything you do to my body – and I won’t ever given you permission or encouragement either, so that you’re not second-guessing yourself. Just do what you want.”
She had to cocktease him a little to get him to grope her tits without permission – but once he did, he seemed to sense that she didn’t really want him to, and instead of making him stop, that just made him more aroused. The sense that she wasn’t consenting, but wouldn’t resist, drove him wild, and in a single night he progressed from fondling her tits to ripping her clothes off, holding her down, and raping her unresisting pussy. She found herself crying as he raped her – the hypnosis didn’t stop that at least – but she couldn’t say anything when he asked her if she wanted him to stop, and when it was all over she kissed him to thank him.
After that, he just raped her whenever he felt like it. And the second time started with him calling her a bitch, and ended with him slapping her across the face three times immediately before cumming inside her.
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In the fourth week she presented him with a gag, a blindfold, and a paper bag.
“Use these on me whenever you like,” she said. “Gag me when you don’t care what I have to say. Blindfold me if I don’t need to see. Put the paper bag over my head when you’re bored of me. In fact, try putting it over my head when you fuck me.”
Steve was starting to welcome Annette’s weekly ideas, so he gagged her immediately and invited some friends over. Annette had never felt so humiliated as she did wearing an obvious gag in the presence of other people.
That night he fucked her with the paper bag over her head. Annette felt dehumanised and degraded, but Steve couldn’t see her tears through the bag. He made her wear the bag for much of the next day too, saying he didn’t need to see her face.
On the weekend, he had her kneel in the bedroom gagged and blindfolded. While she was blinded, he stood over her and masturbated, before finally ejaculating on the dress she was supposed to wear to work the next day. He wiped the cum off the dress onto her tits.
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In week five she encouraged him to take nude photographs of her and share them with his friends – or the internet, if he wanted. Steve agreed eagerly. He raped her that night, and took a photo of his cum leaking from her pussy afterwards. Her face was clearly visible. Two days later, he showed her the internet site he had uploaded it to. He had included her name and home suburb. The picture had nearly two million views.
The comments were the worst part. They were vile and degrading. Steve made her read them and masturbate. That was all his own idea – not anything that Annette encouraged him in. She tried to refuse to do it, but he slapped her across the face, and then slapped her again, and she gave in. Orgasming on a computer chair while reading a string of misogyny made her feel strange and confused.
He would discuss her nude photos with his friends too, in front of her. Hearing him do this made her get strangely wet. She knew all his friends thought she was a whore. She thought they might be right.
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In week six she encouraged him to start fucking other girls, and to treat them better than he treated her. She cried as she begged for him to do this, and he can’t have thought it was something she really wanted, but he said he’d do it, just for her. That night he sent her to the red light district to hire a prostitute and bring her home. She picked a pretty, petite girl, and then watched as Steve fucked her in the bed they had shared. Afterwards she licked his cum out of the girl’s pussy. She’d never had a lesbian experience before, but she didn’t dare say no. Steve said she looked like a natural cuntlicker, and both he and the prostitute laughed.
He photographed her licking the girl’s cunt – and then made her post the photo to her own Facebook page, and change her sexual orientation in her profile to “lesbian”.
“For a joke,” he said, but he didn’t let her change it back, and when her parents called her, concerned about the change, he made her tell them that she wasn’t sure if she was straight or gay, and that she was probably just a slut.
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In week seven she told Steve to start sharing her with his friends. Whether he charged them money or not was up to him, but she felt that she shouldn’t have any say in who she fucked.
He agreed eagerly. That very night, he invited seven of his friends around, and they passed her around like a party favour, vigorously fucking her cunt and ass and laughing at her as they did so. They made her wear the paper bag over her head, so she didn’t even know who was present, or whose cocks had been inside her.
After that, Steve started “loaning her out” to his friends whenever he didn’t have a use for her, and she got used to fucking at least one man other than her boyfriend per day. Often she didn’t enjoy this at all – it was rape, pure and simple – but she was unable to give any sign that she didn’t consent and appreciate being whored out. Sometimes, however, she found herself becoming aroused from her own rape, and orgasming powerfully.
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In week eight, Annette encouraged Steve to come up with a new permanent name for her. They tried out a range of degrading options, but Steve settled on “Cunt” as simple and descriptive.
Afterwards, Annette booked herself an appointment at a plastic surgery clinic. By the end of the week, she had new fake plastic tits – so large that it was difficult to take her seriously as a human anymore. She dyed her hair platinum blonde, then went to the government shopfront to have her name legally and permanently changed to “Cunt”.
When Steve saw her with her new pornstar tits and her blonde hair, she saw the last light of respect for her die in his eyes. The “Annette” who he had started dating was gone. Now there was only a human sex-toy called “Cunt”.
He raped her right there in the doorway, slapping her across the face and spitting in her mouth, and when he was done he sent her out, naked and with cum dripping from her pussy, to buy herself a dog cage that she would be sleeping in from now on, along with ten cans of chunky dog food for him to feed to her for dinner each night.
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Nolan found her, nude in the street, trying to carry home the heavy cage and bags of pet food as people stared at her and leered and laughed. He invited her into his van, offering to help her get home, but of course once she was inside the vehicle, he raped her.
To her humiliation, Cunt orgasmed as Nolan ejaculated into her.
“I know you can’t ask for help, Annette,” said Nolan, using her old name, “but would you like me to reverse your hypnosis?”
Cunt stared at him mutely, desperately trying to say “yes” but unable to do so.
“Very well,” laughed Nolan. “I’ve made a video for you to watch. Just lie there and stare at it.”
He positioned his phone within her eyeline, and pressed play on a video. The screen filled with static, and then he put headphones over her ears, and her brain filled with white noise.
But the video he had made for her didn’t fix her. Nolan had prepared a final cruelty for Annette.
By the time the video was over, Annette was still unable to suggest that she didn’t enjoy her objectification and degradation. But when she regained her senses, nude on the sidewalk outside Steve’s house, she had forgotten that Nolan ever existed.
All she remembered now was that everything that had happened to her had been her idea. She had suggested all these things to Steve because she was a disgusting slut. She had been the sole author of her own dehumanisation, because she was a stupid little sex-toy. She *deserved* everything that had happened to her. So she would never, ever leave Steve, no matter what he did to her… and if he ever dumped her… well, she would just have to find a new boyfriend, and train him to use her exactly the same way…
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Nolan uses hypnosis on his ex-girlfriend Annette to force her to teach her new boyfriend to abuse her.