Pledging Gamo Doulos sorority, Intro & Chapters 1,2 by leadleaf

A literotic sexstories: Pledging Gamo Doulos sorority, Intro & Chapters 1,2 by leadleaf ,

Sara gets inducted into a sorority that is all about sex, and it just might be the answer to her problems.

Sara walked quickly towards the gym where all the Greek society pledging tables were set up; it was still the first week of classes and she desperately wanted to be in a specific sorority. She was a diligent student and even had a scholarship, but her scholarship doesn’t pay for rent or books and she was desperate to get out of the loud dorms while she could still get a refund. She came across this ad on campus and found out she could stay at this one sorority house for free if she participated in their fundraising events; and she could use the refunded dorm money to buy the books that she recently found out she couldn’t afford. She was bound and determined to make college work, she wasn’t going to poor like her single mother; working at a grocery store. Her mom was excellent and had managed to save enough for the dorm, but she didn’t realize textbooks are so expensive and didn’t have a way to help her with this.

She purposefully bounded up the gym steps; she had a plan and she was going to make it work! Nervous, she started to glisten with sweat and was brushing away her long brown curls from her face as she entered the gymnasium. She looked around for the sorority table, biting her lip as she stood in the doorway and caught her breath. She saw the sign for Gamma Delta and put on her best smile as she approached their table.

”Are you interested in pledging to a sorority? I represent Gamma Delta, and we are just setting up a sister chapter at this school, you could be part of the founding mothers at this school!” a busty blonde girl in a short skirt exclaimed; She continued ”Hi I’m Desiree by the way.” Sara reached out and shook her hand

”Hi I’m Sara, I understand that you’re more of a study sorority than a party sorority? Is that true?” Sara felt a little inadequate standing in front of her, Sara did think of herself as cute, but she still had a bit of baby fat, and felt like a dorky sheltered little girl next to this confident woman, at least her boobs could be a contender for Desiree’s she joked to herself. Desiree bubbled ”Absolutely our sorority still has social and fundraising stuff too, but first and foremost we keep on and help each other to learn and do well at school. But we do have a wild side, you’ll have to embrace risk-taking, finding out parts of yourself that you never knew before, but in the end, you’ll have a close sisterhood that includes doctors, lawyers, judges, engineers, and much more. We not only help you succeed at school but also our alumni association will be a valuable network in building opportunities after school.”

Sara beamed ”when can I move in?” this was exactly what she was looking for, a way to make sure that she could have a good life and not be stuck in a trailer park like her mom; there is no sin in being poor, but Sara and her mom wanted more out of her life.

Desiree winked ”Well we have a very grueling pledge process, but it does wonders in getting everyone out of their shells! Here sign up and give your contact information, and where you are staying, a dorm room I assume? And we will contact you Friday night with a challenge for you to compete. Also because this is a new sorority chapter we aren’t sanctioned by the school yet, we are renovating a mansion just off-campus, and finishing fixing it up will be part of your sororities remit, you will think it’s a perfect spot when you see it”

Sara walked away really feeling like it will all work out and had butterflies in her stomach for what might await her because tomorrow was that Friday, labor day weekend, and her 18th birthday.

*** Chapter 1 ***

Sara almost raced back to her dorm after her last class Friday. Being diligent she had researched that sorority mansion Desiree had mentioned earlier on that Friday, it was huge! The mansion had roofing guys just finishing up and cleaning up the tarps, and taking down the ladders. A banner was already up saying ”Welcome Gamma Delta!” It was just barely on the right side of the tracks, just the other side of the train tracks was warehouses, strip clubs, and sex stores; she mused that at least it was surrounded by trees that blocked that view.

As she burst into her dorm she found an envelope had been slid under the door with her name written on it all girly with both A’s wrote as hearts. She tore it open and started reading the letter…

Hello Sara,

Today we will start you on an adventure that will lead to the rest of your life if you successfully pledge our sorority and are accepted in you will make many friends that will help you in your studies and life. This first starts with a leap of faith, leaving behind everything to be made new again. Trust that we will make you a better, stronger woman. We will have you running all over, and you will probably get a little dirty so put on your running shoes and clothes you don’t mind a little mess on.

But now comes the trust part, do you trust that you will be part of the Gamma Delta? Do you believe in yourself? Because you are leaving everything else behind.

1) Get on your exercise clothes you don’t care about

2) Put on your sneakers

3) Leave behind everything else I.e. your keys, money, phone, your student, and government ids.

5) Your next set of instructions is outside in the north side trash bin, be quick, the janitor is probably making his rounds about… now!

I believe in you, I believe I will get to call you sister soon,

Desiree

Sara tore her clothes off in a rush, frantically finding her black socks, old shorts, and grabbing her oldest sports bra that was starting to get too small for her, she looked at her new sneakers now regretting she left her grimy ones at mom’s trailer and put them on. And before she left because of habit she checked her pockets, only to laugh at herself and rush out the door to her new life.

The elevator would be too much torture to wait for, so she bounded down the stairs. She grinned, the tighter sports bra was going to be a godsend, her big ones would be all over the place!

As she rushed out the north door dodging a student coming in, The janitor was just opening the trash bin. She rushed up ”Hey sorry, someone threw out something that was meant for me, is it ok if I look through this trash?” The very tall janitor looked over at her and shook his head, ”It’s pledge season again isn’t it?” Sara blushed and stammered ”Um yeah, it’s really important to me, please?” The janitor sighed ”I’m not cleaning up the mess you make, you have to put it all back ok?” and stepped away. As Sara dug in the trash the janitor took sat on the stairs and just watched and smirked like he knew what was coming next.

Sara was bent over into the cement trash bin, digging trash out and throwing it on the sidewalk, while the janitor laughed to himself while enjoying the fine view. She found a box with her name at the bottom of the cement trash bin, trash all over the sidewalk, she opened it up.

She read the letter on top of its contents

Sara,

1) Your name is now Pledge 1572, don’t answer to any other name

2) Enclosed you will find a mask, put it on and secure it

3) Take off all your clothes, and your sneakers throw them out, you will be remade with nothing of your past life

4) Do not cover yourself with your hands, you must learn to give up your shame

5) Your next clue is in the men’s soccer team, change room at the gym complex

6) Take a shower when you get to the men’s change room

7) Then take a dip in the men’s room hot tub, taped to the bottom is a baggy with your next clue

Sara reread the letter; shaking. The janitor piped in ”So are you going to strip for me like the other girls? Or you one of them that is just going to start crying? I prefer the former because getting you back into your dorm isn’t going to happen today, everyone at the office is out already, and you’ll have a long homeless lab our day weekend ahead unless you get someone to take pity on you”

Sara stared at the mask, resolving herself. The mask was a red and black luchador mask with ”pledge 1572” embroidered on the forehead and back. Sewn into the bottom of the leather mask was a collar with an open lock to fasten it at the front of her neck.

Sara put on the mask, shaking as she found the clasp with the lock under her chin. Sara locked it on her face and pledge 1572 stripped off her clothes and put them into the trash; hesitating at her sneakers and thinking about asking the janitor to keep them for her, but deciding that she didn’t want to risk not getting into the sorority. As she threw them in the janitor harassed her jokingly ”don’t forget the other trash.” So pledge 1572 hurried to get the trash all back in, she was feeling naked and vulnerable and just wanted to get out of there. Students were starting to gather, a girl called out ”look a naked pledge, cleaning up for the janitors! Got it easy today don’t you tall guy? A show while someone does the job for free!” A guy whistles ”Look at those boobies fly! Stop trying to cover them up in the trash and give us a show!” She blushed and wished she was allowed to cover herself; trying to get it put away faster.

As soon as the trash was all back in the cement bin along with her clothes she starts off a brisk jog, with her pale white boobs bouncing obscenely she has to slow down so it doesn’t hurt, naked big boobs and jogging have a rhythm that must be followed if you don’t want to be whacked in the face then the ribs. Students cheered and gawked as she ran; and she started blushing even harder. A student yells out ”you missed a piece of trash!” She turns and starts running back before realizing that they were just messing with her when they start laughing.

With cheers and hoots after her, she makes it to the men’s soccer change room; she’s been running naked for a good 35 minutes, dodging between buildings and ally ways to try to stay less visible. She is sweating buckets inside her mask, and she’s starting to feel euphoric, and getting a little bit horny for some weird reason. She doesn’t know that the mask has been dosed with a powder, and through her skin, she is absorbing a subtle but heady mix of aphrodisiacs, MDMA, and drugs that will make her highly suggestible. A scientist had discovered that caffeine is easily pulled in through the skin, and if you mix other drugs with it they get pulled along too. Her sweat had now activated the powder dusting the inside of her mask, and everything was slowly seeping into her skin.

She runs into the showers and it’s full of male athletes, one yells out ”wow check out her bush!” But pledge 1572 determined to get through this runs up to the nearest empty showerhead; mashes the button to start the water and starts rinsing. The guy beside her openly checks her out ”do you need help soaping up?” The water feels so unnaturally good she just moans a little, ”oh that feels good” and the guy looks to his friends to see if they think that was an invitation. While she is facing the wall panting, her hands against the wall like a cop would order her too, the soccer player soaps his hands and starts rubbing her back. She jumps a little and then starts relaxing into it, wondering why it feels so good. Everyone grins at each other and more of the team decides to help soap her up.

She is lost in sensation as many hands soap up her body; fondling her boobs, her ass, and creeping to the mons of her vagina. She gasps ”oh that feels so good but, oh damn that’s nice” suddenly she remembers why she’s there and blurts out ” I need to go to the hot tub.” The bold guy that touched her first says ”sure honey, let’s just get you rinsed off.”

She is scrubbed of the soap by many hands, someone is pinching her nipples while another is rubbing up and down gently on her vaginal folds. The athletic men rinse off under her showerhead by pressing their bodies up against pledge 1572 and grinding against her like some sort of slow undulating dirty dancing troop.

The bold guy sweeps her off feet and carries her to the hot tub and the other guy’s grin at each other and follow. The guy carrying her walks down the steps into the hot tub and several other of his teammates slip in from the sides into the water. With only one pair of hands on her, she’s able to think a little more straight blurting out while she can ”I’m on a pledge scavenger hunt, I need what’s in the hot tub, this is nice but let’s not let it get out of hand, I’m still a virgin!” The guy that was holding her loosens his hold from carrying her and starts caressing her in the bubbling warm water ”Ok go and search, but it doesn’t seem like you mind our hands all over you” She felt a little sleepy and nice she had to concentrate on her task and not let the questing hands distract her. As she searched around the bottom of the huge tub the guys in reach of her rubbed her inappropriately trying to distract her from her task; again hands were on her ass and breasts, fingers were tugging on her nipples and caressing her folds as she tried not to groan out all her air while underwater. Her searches brought her to each of the team the one in front of her teased her ”maybe it’s under me, want to check behind me? I’ll just sit here and get a free lap dance if you want to check” So soon she found herself being passed between them, being felt up while she felt behind them on the walls and lifting their butt cheek with one hand and searching under them with the other. ”Oh you’re a grabby one girl” one exclaimed, pressing his erection against her folds as she searched under him with her hands. ”Oh please help me find it” she exclaimed, breathy with arousal. ”My cock is on the front of me lady, pressing against your pussy. Don’t you know your anatomy?” the guys laughing at her. Eventually, she finds the baggy after the majority of the team has had their turn, duck taped beside one guy’s feet.

As she came up with it a guy groned ”Awe man she found it, and I didn’t get to have a turn.” As she waded to the stairs the men felt her up and tried to convince her to stay ”come on don’t go, you’ll have fun too” It was tempting her, she felt so horny and weird, each touch was making her long for the next touch. Getting some confidence from all the affectionate attention she wanted to be flirty, she replied ”Maybe some other time, I’m on a mission” Tearing open the bag as she splashed out of the water, shaking one hand than the other off to get the droplets off. The guys laughing ”come back soon, we’re here the same time every weekday”

The baggy was covered in what must be water-secure duck tape, and in marker on it was written ”pledge 1572”, she found a locker key inside and no instructions. Luckily, the key had a number on it ”1572” and she started walking towards the change room, throwing out the baggy in a trash bin as she passed it. The guys followed her watching the show as she counted her way through the locker aisles, she was getting used to being naked it seemed.

She found the locker 1572 and opened it up using the key, inside was a hanging towel, an envelope with ”pledge 1572” on it proper against a giant rubber dildo made up of a series of black silicon spheres and a giant suction base. ”oh God” she exclaimed, looking at it. Starting to get cold, she grabbed the towel and started drying off, and then wrapped it around her. She opened the envelope and read the letter.

pledge 1572

1) Put the towel in the laundry bin, you are to remain naked

2) This flashlight will illuminate your next clues

She was so relieved, she was thinking it would be telling her to insert it. She pulled the tower of black spheres off its suction base and started examining it, it was covered in dark veins that looked like circuit board traces. In the base, there was a hole and a large lens, she poked at the lens experimentally and was rewarded with a blinding blacklight spotlight in her eyes. She blinked and pointed it away from her, and realized what she was expected to do with it. She started scanning the floor and walls of lockers and on the floor she found an arrow labeled 1572 that glowed faintly. She sighed ”apparently now I’m naked and have to carry around this giant dildo everywhere… see you guys”

Exiting the change room she saw the drinking fountain and stopped to gulp down water from it, she was feeling so hot and overheating. The arrows led her from one to the next naked through the building and toward the other side of the building. Turning the corner a naked woman in a red and black luchador mask and wielding a dildo like it was a club startled her, she laughed and realized it was herself in the mirror on the hallway wall. Man, she was looking fierce wielding that thing. Following the arrows, she found herself outside and the sun was setting, students laughing and pointing as she scrambled from one arrow to the next on the car lot pavement with the dildo held like it was a club. She was hopping as she was running as the pavement was still hot, making small yips. All the while her pale white boobs bouncing like they were trying to leave her chest as she weaved between parked cars. She started getting even hornier, not realizing it was her dosed luchador mask, she was starting to think she was an exhibitionist and didn’t realize it before.

It was getting to be twilight as she found herself making her way down dark ally ways, the buildings ended as she came upon the train tracks and the arrow pointed to go over them. She ran over the hill where the train tracks lay and to the other side. On the other side was a warehouse, and she looked on the pavement behind it for arrows, not seeing any she cast the dildo shaped blacklight flashlight at the wall and door in front of her. On the door was an arrow labeled 1572 pointing in.

*** Chapter 2 ***

She opened the door, and inside was dark, an exit sign bathed the area in dim red light, and the flashlight being blacklight only just illuminated it a little bit more. The room was a security entrance locked to the rest of the warehouse. She entered the warehouse searching for the next clue and the door closed behind her with a loud and final sounding thump. She found a water fountain in the room and gulped down the cool water, she was feeling heightened, excited, and hot.

On the wall, she illuminated writing and an arrow pointing to a horizontal gap in the wall just below shoulder-high saying ”put your arms behind your back and through here 1572” She put the flashlight on the floor, turned around, and got up the nerve to put her arms behind her back into the gap.

Awkwardly she maneuvered her arms into the hole in the wall behind her. She felt her arms grabbed and folded behind her firmly but not too roughly, “I figured” she thought, as something plastic and clingy was wrapped around them locking her arms horizontally together behind her. The hands helped her arms out of the gap, and a door to the warehouse opened.

she made her way to the door and it was pitch black, she felt around with her feet and entered, quickly bumping into a T intersection she turned right and she bumped into the wall of another T, she was getting worried about getting lost and stepped on some painful gravel when she turned again and again; until she landed back at the security room.

She suddenly realized why the flashlight was a dildo of black silicone spheres. “Fuck me” she exclaimed as she realized her first thought about the dildo was right, they did want her to insert it. The flashlight was laying on the floor where she left it, she sighed “staring at it isn’t making it look any smaller”. She kicked and prodded it with her toes to get it upright again, kneeled leaned over to blow the dust off it. “First, maybe I should try to get my mouth around it, maybe I can cheat and not have to use my pussy” she murmured. But she succeeded only in getting spit on the top of it, it was not going to fit in her mouth. So she positioned herself above it and comforted herself with the knowledge that she no longer had a hymen; she had found that out at her gino visit. They had to examine her before she could go on a continuous implanted hormone birth control (her periods were crazy painful and who wants to do that every month, or remember pills when you have a busy student life). The doctor had told her it probably tore from exercise when she proclaimed in surprise “But I’m a virgin!”

Good thing she was horny, she would need all the lube she could produce to get it in. “That thing is huge, this is going to be a lot of work”, she thought. She lowered herself firmly onto the top, her vaginal lips painting the top of the first sphere with moisture, she felt the dildo tilting to fall over and raised trying again to trap it between her vaginal mounds. After grunting and struggling fighting to keep it upright under her for minutes, she finally managed to get half the first sphere in, she lowered some more and she gasped at the sudden full feeling as it burped up into her pussy. She tried squeezing and lifting, but it was already sliding out, there wasn’t enough friction for how heavy it was. “This thing must be filled with D batteries” she moaned.

She resolved to get another sphere in, her labia were drying out and sticking to the next sphere as the dildo pushed all the moisture up inside her. She had to go up and down repeatedly to get her natural moisture to move down and lube it up to start covering the second sphere. She suddenly thought about it, she must look obscene grinding up and down on the huge dildo and she blushed thinking about it, the heat flushing to her pussy that was starting to get hot. Finally, she got the second sphere in, and she tried to squeeze and pull up. The dildo was suctioning to the linoleum floor, and she had to break the seal first by leaning forward on one knee. She squeezed and tried to lift, it was working for a step but she felt it beginning to slide and quickly squatted to keep it in. Breathing heavy and taking a small breather to catch her breath.

She was feeling full already and her legs were shaking, she was going to have to get another sphere in if she was going to get to use the flashlight. She moaned in frustration and got to work; working her hips up and down trying to get her moisture to coat the third sphere. She was starting to get close to orgasming and she made up her mind she would thrust down hard when she did; She was going to get this third ball in if it killed her.

Then it started to happen, she had never squirted before in her life, but she was orgasming hard on the giant dildo as she was frantic to get the third ball in. She was pumping up and down her thigh and calf muscles felt like they would burst. Just as she was just gushing all over it, her legs pumping her hips up and down the inevitable happened; her juices were all over the floor and her feet slipped out from under her as she hit the hight of her huge G spot orgasm. She landed on the dildo with all her weight and not only the third but the final fourth sphere crammed its way up into her stretched pussy. She fell to her side as her orgasms continued, gushing the thinner lower viscosity pussy juice of a true G spot orgasm, washing away her thick pussy cream she had built up.

She quaked on the floor as her orgasms subsided, she figured maybe if she let herself dry up some more she would be able to keep it inside her this time. Her horniness was still at a low simmer but at least she was starting to be able to think a little straighter again.

Her after-quakes finally subsided and she got up with difficulty, she thought to herself “My legs will be sore tomorrow.” She waddled her way to the door to the maze, the huge dildo stuck firmly in her stretched pussy. Grabbing a drink from the fountain again, using a shoulder to press the bar as she drank, she was so parched from her exercise.

The blacklight from her pussy flashlight illuminated the drying girl cum on her feet reminding her of what she had done; she was glad to see that there were arrow markings to follow. She would have hated to have done all that for nothing; the dildo was so huge she could almost see its outline in her belly through her baby fat. She was making her way easily through the maze when the dildo started vibrating softly, it would get stronger as she followed the arrows she gasped “Oh god, this is going to get interesting.” At the next intersection, there were no arrows, she first turned left and she yelped, the dildo in her pussy just zapped her! “Oh God that was circuits on its outside!”, she went the other way and the vibrator slowly built up higher. She waddled panting as the vibrator was having a larger and larger effect, interspersed with yelps and swearing as it zapped her again and again when she guessed wrong.

Soon she was orgasming leaning against the wall and barely able to walk forward when the dido started slipping. “Oh god, oh god” she moaned, as she burst again with a G spot orgasm the dildo rocketing onto the floor, she knelt and sobbed as her orgasm was cut short, she desperately needed to finish cumming. She grabbed the dildo with her toes and set it upright, and rocked herself back onto her feet, she needed it inside her. She pushed hard against, the dildo, and it kept slipping this way and that. She thought about it and got the suction cup to stick to the linoleum floor again by using a bit of the puddle she had made.

She lowered herself again onto the dildo, obscenely she bounced her whole body up and down on it, her big boobs bouncing on her chest, this time getting to the bottom much faster now that her pussy was warmed up all the way. She was slamming it in and out all the way trying to build back up to another G spot orgasm. It wasn’t about needing to complete the maze anymore it was about filling her pussy and getting to that huge orgasm. She cried in relief when it finally hit, gushing and squirting all over as she repeatedly slammed down. She toppled over to rest, the suction on the dildo poping as she curled up and enjoyed the after-effects mumbling “Oh my pussy, Oh my fucking pussy”.

The dildo wasn’t vibrating and she decided to lay down a touch and try to catch her breath, her face landing in a puddle of her own making. That cum had taken a lot out of her, she was super thirsty and desperate for some hydration. She licked her lips to wet them and unintentionally tasted her pussy juice that was on the floor against the corner of her lips. She was still in an orgasmic haze and so out of it that she just kept slowly lapping at it without thinking. Like it was nature’s own sports drink she started lapping it up more and more until she pursed her lips to it and just sucked it into her mouth swallowing. She realized what she had done when the puddle was drained “Oh God what am I doing” she moaned. She shook her head to clear it.

She clumsily stood up again, awkwardly rocking to get her feet under her and keeping the dildo stuffed in her pussy by squeezing it. She stumbled back the wrong way a little and got zapped in her pussy. “Goddammit, that hurts!” she yelped. And she shot forward the other way.

Soon the vibrator was ramping up and up again as she made the correct turns, zapping her when she didn’t to a chorus of swears about her poor pussy. She was determined not to orgasm again, not after last time’s adventure. She was huffing and puffing trying to get through the maze faster, maybe it’s at its end soon and she will get there before she cums again.

Just as she is starting to not care about anything but the pleasure the maze opens up to a room with a wild-looking chair a low-level light illuminating it in the center of the room and the entrance to the maze shuts behind her as she stumbles in. On the floor, the flashlight illuminates “Get in the chair.” The chair looks like those gamer chairs that look like a scorpion; the tail of the scorpion has what looks like a 3D goggle helmet attached to it. And her vibrator stops dead.

She is so horny, she was about to cum again just before she got here. She stares at the chair for a long while and suddenly the dildo shocks her. “God Damn, all right, my fucking pussy hurts” she yells. She stumbles toward the chair and the vibration picks up a little. “Fuck I just need to cum” she pants and, gets herself to fall into the chair. She squirms and wiggles herself into the chair trying to get comfortable and finds where her arms fit. As she finally gets it right the chair starts closing up on her like a flower in reverse, what looks like a 3D helmet descending onto her face.

“Welcome pledge 1572” it reads in 3D floating above her. Something is behind her freeing her arms, and pulling what felt like a glove over them. The same was happening to her legs, with what felt like some sort of leggings. The dildo that had been her constant guide for hours now was pulled from her pussy. “Oh fuck, please I need that to cum” she wined.

Desiree’s voice comes in over her headset:

“pledge 1572 you have shown your ability to follow instructions, improvise and persevere, now you will prove your leadership abilities and start training your virtual slave.”

Her world shifted and she felt like she was plopped on the ground, she didn’t even feel whatever bodysuit they had been putting on her moments before. Her perspective shifted and she was observing some naked woman in the center of the room of mirrors with odd square and rectangular seams throughout.

“This is an experimental virtual reality game one of our alumni has been making, and you have been volunteered to beta test it for her. and this is the slave avatar that you will train; you will feel what it does so you better learn its pain tolerances and limits. When you move she will move, you are her mistress”, Desiree informed her.

She started shaking her head back and forth taking it in and the avatar shook its head too. Standing up was trippy, watching, and controlling yourself in the third person…

She turned it around and the avatar even had her eyes, mouth and with the red and black luchador mask, it looked like her! She touched her body and felt it both in her hand and on her body. “Oh my God, this is amazing! It’s so real, how do you have this much touch sensation in this suit? The graphics on this avatar are perfect!” Little did she know it was real, There were cameras positioned all around the room behind the one-way mirror walls, Just a little bit of green screen magic that weathermen use every day was used to erase the 3D helmet from off of her head. The 3D goggles had cameras watching her eyes and mouth and replicating their movements and expressions in realtime in the right position on a pre-scanned 3D version of her red and black luchador mask, and pasting it in the right spot over her realtime head position.

“Ok first up you will need to find her limits, find the biggest dildo your slave can take, you will know if she is lying and can take more because you will feel it too. This is about you coming into your power, assert it, don’t let her get away with anything.”

Out slid a drawer of dildos, starting at the sizes even smaller than she just had in her.

“You need to verbally order your slave before she does anything, got to train her right; order your slave! Your slave’s name is pledge 1572, just like yours.”

She stumbles through says “Um, pledge 1572, find the biggest, um dildo you can fit” A surge of pleasure surged through her, she didn’t know it but the 3D goggle helmet had supercooled magnetic coils inducing a charge directly into the pleasure centers of her brain.

She walks forward feeling a bit weird, a little disconnected like she was doing something in the mirror, and had to adjust constantly to get it right. skipping the ones smaller than the dildo she just had inside her, she picks up the next largest.

Desiree’s voice comes in “Insult her for being slow, command her to act a little faster, you’re in charge here”

“Um, Slut hurry it up! You don’t have all day here” Se mumbles but starts to get into it. She feels intense pleasure whenever she degrades herself or orders herself around.

She hurries to put the dildo in, she’s already super horny from being on the edge of cumming and it doesn’t take much to get it in. She moans as it fills her.

Desiree “Good, keep it up, constantly be on her about everything.”

She yells a little more commandingly “Hurry slut, don’t just play with yourself, get the next one and, try to get it in” her voice loud in her ears as she struggles to get faster in picking up the next one and bows her legs to shove it in, bossing her avatar giving a jolt to her pleasure centers. “Faster, Slut, don’t just stand there enjoying it!” she commands her avatar slave, as she struggles to get the next one past her vaginal lips. Starting to associate the mysterious jolt of pleasure with each degrading command she gives her “avatar”.

Desiree pipes in “Good, now ridicule her again for not getting it in, not trying hard enough, give her helpful hints and make her feel stupid for not thinking of them, keep on her hard”

She gets into commanding her “avatar”, no longer nervous or uncertain about what she is doing. She is just too horny to think straight and degrading this “virtual” sex toy is just to fun. “Stop wasting time you slut, spit on it if you don’t have enough lubrication, slam yourself onto it like the other dildo using the floor!” And she spits on the dildo, rubs it on it to spread the spit, spits on it again before she slams herself down onto it. The dildo slams home and hits her G spot like a punch, and she orgasms in a mixture of pain and pleasure, squirting all over the floor.

Desiree pipes in “Excellent, now insult her for cumming, and tell her it’s her job to stay aroused if she can’t cum without losing her hornyness, she won’t be allowed to cum”

“You stupid slut it wasn’t about your pleasure, stop orgasming and get up, is that all you can think about? If you better stay eager to cum” and the helmet rewards her again.

Desiree instructs “Now, here is the next part, see this bar that’s in your vision, that’s rapidly falling? That’s her horniness, you have to train her to keep it as high as you possibly can, whenever it starts falling you have to get her to keep it up there.”

As the hornyness bar falls a deep sense of fear and dread fills her, and the start of a headache building in her skull. As her slave “avatar” rubs to get aroused again her bar rises and the feeling subsides. The helmet is training her to keep herself constantly horny, and constantly egging her on to be more depraved and slutty.

Her slave’s cunt was burning with the friction of getting the dildo in, She instructs her avatar “Now you have to get yourself moist again, keep rubbing yourself, and if you start to lose your horniness I want that hand on your clit and playing with your nipples! You need to be desperate to cum at all times!” Before she starts rubbing herself even more vigorously and pinching her nipples, a rush fills her rewarding her dirty commands. “Man this VR game is fucking hot, men are going to be jacking off to this all the time”, she thought to herself getting jolts of pleasure.

Desiree pipes in “Good now think of ways she can degrade herself more and order her to do it, you’re a quick study, pay attention to your score, the number that’s reading zero over there it will keep going up as you do better and better, don’t expect it to go up instantly, but it will start to snowball as you get better at it, and peter out if you don’t change it up once in a while”

Little did she know but she was now a webcam girl, they saw the red and black luchador mask as well as she caressed her body and rubbed her clit. And that “score” was tokens she was receiving. She was now compulsively rubbing herself to keep her hornyness up, and degrading herself more and more. She is being slowly conditioned to be the perfect depraved slut, with no reluctance to being a slut because she believes it isn’t “real”. Whenever her “score” went up she feels pleasure injected into her brain, the randomness, and inconsistency of the pleasure hitting her brain, creating pathways to addiction, a need to do more to score the next hit. When her libido wanes the helmet starts making her feel anxious and starts the feeling of an impending headache that is released with growing pleasure as she gets horny again. As her “skore” rose the pleasure metered out by the helmet was less and less she needed to do more to keep getting the same hit of pleasure, like a drug addict she was chasing the perfect first high by doing more and more. Just being vanilla and masturbating constantly was not doing what it used to be in terms of reward.

She knew what she would order next, “Ok slut quit playing with your clit, start seeing what size you can fit up your asshole, Now!” She ran to the smallest size, spit on it, and tried to ram it in her asshole, it hurt but at the same time she received a jolt of pleasure as her score rose, but everything was too tight with that huge dildo still in her pussy. “You stupid slut, take out that dildo, I know you like it but that’s as big as you can go, for now…” she yelled at her avatar. Rushing along she slobbered on dildo after dildo and ramming it up her ass, yelling at her avatar all the hateful dirty things that both turned on and humiliated her at the same time, seeking another big jump in her score and her pleasure. And for a while, her antics got her those hits of pleasure direct to her brain.

Slowly her points started to climb, and the amount of pleasure direct to her brain dropped, and she was determined to keep on getting that rush. “Ok slave, start sucking those dildos clean, you nasty slut, and I want you to get it deep in your throat as far as you can!” She gulped and sputtered as she rushed trying to get the smallest one in, her other fingers pulling and pinching her clit. She was starting to associate the pain and degradation with a deep pleasure that would burst up inside her head just after she did it. The pain was worth it.

Desiree pipes in “You can yell at her while she has those dildos in her throat, even though you feel like it’s in your throat” This was, of course, was another deception, in the collar of her luchador mask was some subvocal recognition electrodes that had been recording her subvocalizations and mapping it against her real voice this whole time. There finally was enough words mapped that it was sure a sure thing that it would work perfectly now.

She started tearing apart her technique and berating herself each time she gagged and retched. “You can do better slut, you know how to hold your breath, now suck that larger one and swallow it clean.” she heard her voice in her ears as she sucked the large dildo, starting to get the hang of it and get it to its base as well as “talking” while the dildo was down her throat. The pleasure surged again but was quickly fading.

Desiree tells her the next step “good now you need to start training the slave to start degrading herself, beg for orgasms, make her refer to herself in the third person, and for you to practice not using her mouth to say your commands. As you see it’s two different things in VR”

She eagerly started into this new task, not moving her mouth she subvocalized and heard in her ears “Ok slut you are going to learn how to talk properly, I want you begging to be degraded and referring to yourself in the third person. You will refer to yourself as pledge 1572, or slut or slave, you no longer have a name!” She then spoke out loud “Yes mistress this slut understands, please may I cum I’m so horny I’ll do anything” putting real breathiness into her voice. A hit of pleasure flowed through her. She subvocalized and heard in her ears “Ok slut I want you to spank your pussy hard, and keep on swatting it no matter how it stings until you cum like the pain slut you are” She groaned at the dirtiness of her ideas, and proceeded to start spanking her pussy hard with her fingertips stinging her delicate flesh, calling out “Thank you, mistress, oh this hurts but I know I’ll get to cum” she subvocalized back “remember to ask for permission to cum you slut, or I’ll make you go a size higher in your ass” she spanked her pussy and her juices splashed as she got more and more turned on. She moaned out loud, “Mistress, may this slut cum?” And she subvocalized back to herself “what will you do for me if I let you my slut?” She whimpered out loud “please anything mistress this slut is yours to command”. Subvocalizing “Ok slut I want you to suck down that largest dildo you could get in and leave it in your throat until you cum or you pass out.

She had continued this for many hours, she was hooked now and so the artificial pleasure was tapering off to almost imperceptible no matter how depraved she was. But like a junky she and wasn’t going to stop just because the high was gone, her orgasms and her refusal to let her hornyness drop bellow a boil meant it was now a self-reinforcing cycle. The constant orgasms where enough reinforcement to keep her doing it, and she was going to keep this up unless something snapped her out of it and made her realize this wasn’t VR at all, just a fancy camera system to watch herself in the third person.

While she slapped her pussy trying to just from pain, she degraded her “avatar” while it deep throated the largest dildo she could handle. Desiree spoke up and sounds happy “good now this is disorienting but I’m going to flip you to the first-person perspective, close your eyes and keep instructing your slave.” This again was a trick, once her eyes were closed the room turned off the lighting in the visible range and someone in night vision goggles removed her 3D helmet. She was so lost in seeking the next Orgasm, it really wasn’t that hard to pull off this magic trick and remove the helmet. Desiree says “ok open them” she opened them and she was facing the mirror wall before her, Her voice continued using the sub vocals and piped into her ears using speakers in her luchador mask. The illusion was complete, she continued to think herself in a VR because she could hear her voice while her throat was full, and she saw herself in the third person in the mirror so the transition didn’t register, she still saw herself as not even a real human and as a sex toy “avatar” to degrade and use for her pleasure.

With the dildo down her throat she subvocally berated herself while slapping her pussy lips and clit so hard even her hand was stinging painfully “Cum on slut I thought you wanted to cum, hit your pussy harder, or you going to choke on that cock in your mouth?” She watched herself in the mirror as tears streamed down the red and black leather of the mask, her eyes bulging, and she orgasmed hard as she slapped herself, she was starting to fade and fell over exhausted. “Ok you suicidal slut, don’t forget to take that cock out of your mouth before you pass out! You really can’t stop chasing that next orgasm can you slut? Even if it might kill you!” she subvocalized and heard in her ears. She pulled the dildo out and gasped for air, “Good girl, now play with your cunt slut, you’re not allowed to be satisfied with just that, I have more for you” she commanded herself in her headphones. “Yes mistress, thank you for letting this slave cum.” she said out loud her voice a bit rough and breathy from having the large dildo down it moments before and now gasping for air.

Desiree spoke again “Ok, in first person there is no hornyness bar or points visible, but you seem to know how to keep her horny and order her around now. If you feel her losing her edge you know what to do.”

She continued for a couple more hours, doing a similar variety of depraved acts before Desiree spoke up again “Ok, we should clean up your slave and give her some rest, you need to learn to keep good care of your toys. You can sleep when she sleeps, remember where you are when you wake up. It’s a little disorienting to wake up in VR.” She didn’t know it but the caffeine, drugs, and her depraved hornyness had taken her through the whole hight and it was about to be sunrise outside.

A mirrored door opened in the wall

“Through here is the enema station and showers, but for now, let’s get her cleaned up with a shower and put away safely.”

She instructed her “slave” to wash and scrub her self, and while luxuriating in the spray, she rubbed herself thinking of her escapades the men’s soccer change room.

When she toweled off another mirrored door opened up and she saw a table with various devices of all sizes all labeled and beyond it a large dog cage with a small mattress, a tiny pillow, and a sheet.

“Choose what devices to use on your slave to train them while they sleep”, a folding sign on the table said. She read through the many choices. She found a rather larger dildo, and a butt plug pair that said they will randomly vibrate at different speeds and keep her slave horny through the night, it had a wakeup function and she set it for 5 hours, and ordered her “slave” subvocally to put them in and she said, “Yes, mistress your slut slave understands” out loud. She found a cock gag so she ordered herself to suck it and put it on and she eagerly put it in. She then subvocally ordered herself into the cage, and to close it on herself.

The vibrations from the dildo and buttplug kept her hornyness simmering, but she was so tired she slept as soon as she settled in. Excerpted from her training this night, the vibrations in the dildo and butt plug were her own voice telling her what a depraved slut she was, and herself agreeing and calling herself all those depraved things. Under the dog cage mattress, an induction charger charged up her luchador mask as she slept, as she drooled around and sucked the silicone cock gag in her mouth.

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