House Slut - S01 E25

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House Slut - S01 E25

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Introduction:

Tegan has a week off from her duties and it gives her a little time to reminisce about the changes in her life.

Over the next two weeks, the constant fucking almost became routine. The day after the group sex where the three guys got off twice each they repeated the exercise. Seemingly this obliterated any notional barriers or propriety or privacy that had been holding them back from completely availing themselves of her body. She never wore clothing anymore – they liked her to be naked. Whenever they sat together one or both of the men would have their hands on her, touching, fondling, groping. It was almost non-sexual in a way, they touched her because she was there. Some nights they didn’t even have sex with her. Other nights one of the guys would idly finger her while they watched a movie. One night after dinner she put on a show for them, spending over an hour touching herself and fucking herself with one of her dildos while they watched. More than once she woke up with dried semen on her face or chest, presumably because one or more of the guys had a perverse fascination with the idea that even with standing consent for basically anything, it was still somehow taboo to defile her without her knowing. The last time Angus had made dinner he handed her a plate of steamed vegetables then pulled his cock out and furiously beat off, blasting thick ropes of cum across the broccoli then watching her eat it, which she did without a word of complaint, pretending there was nothing unusual about the food at all.

Sam would sometimes follow her into the bathroom to watch her pee, forcing her to sit with her thighs parted wide long after she had finished while he masturbated, usually placing his dick in her mouth to squirt his load onto her tongue, other times letting loose all over her breasts. So far he had refrained from using her as his urinal again, but she always felt like it was a possibility. There was no malice to it, but it was emotionally exhausting for her.

Brandon was the most straightforward of the three – as a recent virgin who had had a crash course in sexuality he seemed to be eager to make up for lost time. He was averaging fucking her four times a day, depending on his university schedule usually a straightforward in and out until he finished. His curiosity about her body and the mysteries of the female sex seemed to have taken a back seat to him fucking her as often as possible. He seemed to be unable to decide what he liked the most: finishing deep inside her pussy or getting her to finish him in her mouth. He was forever alternating between the two and had admitted to her that making her swallow his semen was the hottest thing he could imagine, possibly because it’s an experience that isn’t easily replicated in porn.

All in all, she began to feel as though her life was completely turned inside out. There was no time, no place, no way that she hasn’t been used and profaned, and she began to feel unease about what was around the next corner. So it was a mixed blessing when she hit the row of white sugar pills on her birth control and her period began, because as much as she hated it, she now had a much needed reprieve.

“Bad news, guys.” She announced, tapping the blister pack of pills against her palm as they assembled for breakfast “That time of the month.” She’d dressed for a change, partially because she had underwear on but also because as per the terms of the arrangement she had set out, menstrual week also meant she wasn’t a sex slave in any capacity, which as far as she was concerned included seeing her naked.

“Oh, that’s a shame.” Sam said gently, patting her on the arm. “Do you need anything?”

“I… yeah, actually.”

“Give me the list, I’ve got a short day so I’ll grab it on the way back from class.” Brandon added matter-of-factly as he spooned cornflakes into his mouth.

“Ok…” Tegan trailed off. She had someone expected a little more resistance to their steady supply of sex being cut off so abruptly. She took out her phone and texted a few things to Brandon as Angus placed a couple of slices of toast in front of her, glazed only with a thin film of honey.

“Take it easy lass.” Angus said as he leaned in and kissed the top of her head, making his way to the door to leave for work.



Once they finished and cleared away breakfast, Sam and Brandon followed suit, leaving for work and class, leaving Tegan alone with her thoughts. The situation had changed literally overnight – again. The evolution of their relationship had gone from roommates to fuckbuddies to full on sex slave so rapidly that now being left with chaste casual conversation was jarring, almost painfully so. By contrast their behavior this morning seemed almost cold, but there was a definite affectionate consideration to it rather than them simply no longer seeing her as a non-sexual being because her uterus was leaking. This was going to be her week off – usually her actual period lasted about four days, but she supposed she should wait until the sugar pills were finished before she let them start repeatedly coming inside her again.

She finished doing to dishes and pottered about the house looking for something to keep herself occupied with. Keeping busy was the second hardest thing about this arrangement, right after the actual physical and emotional toll the sex was having on her, and before not really having any freedom. The thing about actually working was that it granted her a steady income. Sure, there were bills to pay that were no longer her concern, but she could also go shopping to entertain herself. She had savings, but didn’t really plan to touch them. So that meant staying in, or at least doing things that were free.

So with that she flopped down on the couch and put a movie she’d seen a half dozen times before on Netflix to keep her company like an old friend as she flipped through her journal where she’d chronicled her now fairly comprehensive list of sexual experiences over the last month. Pausing when she got to a page that was roughly torn out, she reminisced about a session with Angus a few nights earlier.



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