“ Six hundred, six hundred and fifty, seven hundred… there we go, seven hundred and l buck. That should cut through your one-half of the rent."

Hannah couldn't say anything. Her lingua was too deep in Chloe's ass to verbalise. Instead, she forced herself to push inscrutable, to put away lips with her roommate's dainty rosebud and put as much enthusiastic energy into the ass-eating as she could.

"You said that there were other disbursal, yes ? Tuition, textbooks, food, other such thing ? If you need more money, don't feel afraid to ask. I'd be more than than happy to loan you a little more. I know that country girls like you can find living in the metropolis overwhelming. Everything's very expensive here."

Hannah still didn't respond. Her nose was nestled deep between Chloe's asscheeks. The ascent of those tight cheeks pressed hard against Hannah's closed center, and Chloe's long skirt draped over her head like a head velum. Every breathing space she took came smothered underneath the former woman's earthy scent. Thankfully Chloe kept herself make clean, so the predilection on her tongue was only a hard day's work Charles Frederick Worth of sweat, grime, and feminine musk.

Hannah hated it. She hated the penchant, the olfactory perception, the frightful sense of degradation that came with having her head buried in Chloe's ass. But that didn't stop her from sucking and swirling.

Chloe let out a soft suspiration."Yes, there we go. You're doing a honest job, Hannah. You're a rude asslicker. Widen your circles, though, will you dear ? Thank you."

Hannah scrunched her eyes as a shudder of disgust passed through her body. She did as she was told, though.

Soon enough Chloe was softly moaning under Hannah's toungework. As Hannah serviced her, Chloe's posture slowly loosened, and the pleasure slowly began to mount Chloe relax to the gunpoint where she was lowering herself against Hannah's face. Hannah was soon partially supporting the weight unit of Chloe's body with her face, which drove her so deep between her cheeks that Hannah found herself being smothered. more than than a min of asslicking passed while Hannah was buried underneath Chloe, ineffective to breath and unable to pluck away.

But before Hannah had to bug out seriously disturbing, Chloe's cell rang. Chloe made a noise of polite frustration, then nonchalantly pulled herself off Hannah's face. Hannah gasped in fresh air like she had just broken the surface of a swimming pool.

"check there, dear. If this is who I think it is, I have to remove this."

Chloe strode over to her purse on the nearby end table and pulled out her cellular telephone. As she took the call, Hannah used the brusk break to pluck herself together and forgather her wits.

Hannah was kneeling in the center of their apartment's livelihood room. She was completely naked, utterly bare to the world, and her neatly folded dress sat on the floor nearby. Her pink panties were placed atop her jean and T-shirt, probably on purpose to cause her feel just a little more humiliated. Chloe, meanwhile, was still wearing her work clothes. Her long dim skirt, airy blank blouse, sensible high heeled charge, and flawlessly applied makeup all worked together to give her the impression of a remarkably pro woman, though one that was also not afraid to highlight her Sir Thomas More feminine features.

In short, Chloe looked goodness. She walked with the air of a lady who knew what she wanted and how to get it. Hannah was naked, kneeling, and had the taste of Chloe's ass in her rima oris. The contrast between the two couldn't have been sharper.

"Uh huh. Yes, yes,"Chloe said, her cellphone pressed tight against her face."Yes, I did. I know, I know, delight. No motivation to reprize yourself, Rob. Just a second base, take on for a moment."Chloe pulled herself away from the phone and turned to Hannah."Dear, would you please tilt back and open your sass ? grimace straight toward the ceiling, if you would. No moving, and no swallowing."

Puzzled, Hannah did as she was told. She tilted her header back until she was looking straight up, then held her mouth subject.

For a few unforesightful moments, Hannah just stared at the ceiling, eyes squinting from the undimmed light of the ceiling lamp. Then Chloe strode forward and blocked the view with her bare pussy, the position framed by the annulus Chloe was holding up with one hand. She stood above Hannah, purposefully holding her snatch over Hannah's open mouth. Hannah only had a few endorsement of sicken fruition before Chloe began to piss.

"No, no, I'm still here,"Chloe said to the phone."Continue on, please. I'm listening."

Hannah forced herself to remain still. She locked her body in berth, clenched down on her sinew so that she was utterly immobile under the disgusting atomiser. Most went into her open backtalk, flooding her body with a warm salty perceptiveness that made her need to pant, but some piss splash onto her face, where light trails dripped down her face and chin toward the rest of her organic structure. Hannah kept her eyes shut and her oral fissure open.

"Yes, yes, I have the girl right here. She took the money, so she'll do anything I say. Within reason, of line. You know the limits of these sorts."

The piss continued to rain down onto Hannah's aspect. Chloe must suffer been purposely holding back on using the toilet for a long while, because Hannah's sass was all but good and Chloe was still going. more than piss streamed down her chin and brow. Some soaked into her pilus, the remainder dripped down her organic structure. She could experience it all over her body. It was beyond disgusting, and Hannah was actively struggling to keep herself from spitting out Chloe's horribly tasting waste and throwing herself away from the stream.

"Like I said Rob, I gave her the money. I can assume it back if she breaks our slight arrangement, and she can't afford to do that. Quite literally, actually."

Finally, Chloe began to slow up down. The stream turned into a trickle, then a light drip. Each drop hit the unfold pool in her mouth, causing it to quiver and shake. Every so often a small wave spilled out and dribbled down her chin, wetting her already thoroughly damp breast and second joint. Hannah was trembling from the sheer king of the disgust boiling through her. She could experience the warm urine coating her body. The tactile property of it, the taste and the smell, it was something beyond de***********ion. It threatened to overwhelm the already tricky grip on her self-control.

"Yes, definitely. She'd do that."Chloe paused, listening to the man on the former end speak."Yes, alright, set everything up then. Try to stick to the great unwashed you know can stay at to the lowest degree a niggling discreet, okay ? And at least attempt to keep this between a few dozen men at most. OK. Yes, fine, thank you, goodbye."

Chloe ended the call option."Ugh, what a chatterbox. Anyway ! sound news for you, dear. I've set something up that will let you earn some speedy money and get you started on paying back what you owe me. There's going to be a political party later this week. It's going to be hosted by one of your classmates, in fact, so expect to see some familiar faces. I just got off the phone with him, and he agreed to let you set up a… Well, I suppose a stall is the polite way to put it."

Chloe stepped back, then pointed her cellphone down at Hannah piss-streaked case. The telephone set flashed as she took film while she talked."You see, Rob's parties are almost far-famed for their political party girl. Guys come to get their dicks wet, and girls come to get fucked by half a XII unlike guys. But those gals tend to be few and far between, so Rob usually hires help. Call girls, basically. They hang around the second-floor bedrooms. You, my lamb, are going into the cellar. Rob has all sorts of interesting furniture lying around down there, and you're going to get the fuckbench. Here, let me show you a picture."

Chloe tapped on her sound for a moment, then showed Hannah the filmdom. In the core of a remarkably small elbow room, one made sinister through low light and scarred wooden floor, there was something that looked like a low padded board. The cushioning held a shoal hollow in the shape of a spread-eagle body, and thick-skulled strap hung down like curtain on each side of the terrace's duration. manacle were chained to the bottom of each leg. Two small tables flanked the bench, one English holding a massive bottle of lubricator and a basketball hoop fully of condoms, the other a small tip jar and a wastebasket.

As Hannah stared at the filmdom, Chloe said,"We'll put you on the bench, get you wrapped up nice and tight, broadcast your branch as far as they'll stretch, probably gag you so cipher has to hear any of your whining, and then we'll let the guys at the party go to town. I'm thinking twenty-five dollars for your twat, fifty for your ass ? That sounds bonnie. wellspring, literally any other lady friend would go for to a greater extent money, but they aren't what we'd call fucktoys. They aren't going to get screwed by literally every guy there. Public use whores are only worth discount prices, you know ? You can swallow now, dear."

Hannah closed her eyes and shuddered. Slowly, with extreme point hesitation screaming through her facial expression, Hannah forced herself to gulp down the piss in her sassing. It was indescribably ugly. rip leaked out her tightly-scrunched eyes.

"So that should earn you some money,"Chloe continued cheerfully."I don't think it will be enough to earn back all that you owe me, though. But don't worry, I'll make sure to give you more opportunity. There's a way near the campus dining hall that nobody ever uses. Maybe I could have you suck off guys in there ? Have you kneel down and pop the question your mouth to anyone who wants to use it…"Chloe hummed, thinking."L bucks a pop might be too cheap. But you're not deserving any more, are you ? Certainly not a C dollars. I'll have to think about it."

Hannah continued to kneel, silent and still. Her breaths came in suddenly and incisive, strained like she had just finished track, and her eyes weren't focused on much of anything.

"I'll have you last eating me out in a indorse,"Chloe said as she fiddled with her cellular telephone."But foremost I need to send some pictures to Rob. He has to screw what his new daughter looks like, you know. And he likes to have something to exit along to the rest of the male child. Gets them excited for the party, you know ? So, what I want you to do is smile."

Hannah blinked. A moment passed. Chloe stared at her expectantly. Hannah eventually forced herself to ask,"grin ?"

"well, yes,"Chloe said patiently."Service with a smile ? You know the concept, yes ? It's all about presenting yourself as someone eager to help oneself. If we consider the upcoming company a job, then this is the job consultation. You pass or fail depending on how well you charm the interviewer. If you fail, you don't get the job."

"…really ?"

"wellspring, yes. It's not like I'm going to haul you into his house at gunpoint, dear. You can always just say no."

Hannah's expression brightened.

"I'd have to contain back the money I loaned you, of course of action,"Chloe continued."Saying no would break the normal of our little understanding. No money means you immediately get kicked out of the apartment for not paying your parcel of the calendar month's rent. And I understand that you aren't comrade with the area ? I'm not sure you could last being dispossessed in this city. Not while attending all your social class, anyway. I guess you'd have to deteriorate your classes, maybe even drop out altogether."

Hannah's expression dimmed.

Chloe shrugged."In the end, it's all up to you, dear. But in my opinion ? You really ought to be grateful. I'm loaning you money out of my own pocket. I was here to help you out of a tight spot when you needed it most. And a escort with the fuckbench doesn't just get pulled out of slim down air, you know. I had to pull strings to get your figure in the right ears. I'm really going out of my way to provide you with these money-making bodily process. Honestly, I'm a minuscule scathe you haven't even thanked me."

Chloe sighed, then drummed her finger against her cellphone."Anyway. make up your thinker. smiling and I'll take the picture. Don't smiling and I'll take back my money. Your choice, dear."

Hannah's thoughts raced. On one mitt, she hated absolutely everything about this. She hated being treated like a inane sex toy. She hated having to degrade herself. She hated how Chloe obviously took sadistic delight from her mortification. Hannah knew that what she was suffering now would be a drop in the ocean compared to what would happen if she went to the party.

But on the other hand, she couldn't afford to say no. She needed the money. There wasn't any other way to get it. If she didn't do what Chloe said, she'd suffer the apartment and drop curtain out of school. She couldn't afford to do that.

Chloe patiently waited for Hannah to keep up the ordered gearing of thought to one unavoidable conclusion. In the end, once Hannah knew what she had to do, she did the entirely thing she could. She smiled .