“ Six hundred, six hundred and fifty, seven hundred… there we go, seven hundred and 50 dollars. That should cover your half of the rent."

Hannah couldn't say anything. Her spit was too cryptical in Chloe's ass to speak. Instead, she forced herself to push deeper, to shut away lips with her roomy's prissy rosebud and put as very much enthusiastic vigour into the ass-eating as she could.

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

Hannah still didn't respond. Her nose was nestled deep between Chloe's asscheeks. The upgrade of those pissed cheeks pressed hard against Hannah's closed eyes, and Chloe's long annulus draped over her head teacher like a top dog veil. Every breathing spell she took came smothered underneath the other fair sex's earthy perfume. Thankfully Chloe kept herself uncontaminating, so the taste on her spit was only a difficult day's work worth of sweat, grime, and womanly musk.

Hannah hated it. She hated the tasting, the smell, the horrible common sense of abjection that came with having her nous buried in Chloe's ass. But that didn't stop her from sucking and swirling.

Chloe let out a soft sigh."Yes, there we go. You're doing a proficient job, Hannah. You're a natural asslicker. widen your lap, though, will you dear ? Thank you."

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

Soon enough Chloe was softly moaning under Hannah's toungework. As Hannah serviced her, Chloe's military posture slowly loosened, and the pleasure slowly began to get on Chloe relax to the point where she was lowering herself against Hannah's face. Hannah was soon partially supporting the weight of Chloe's body with her human face, which drove her so deep between her cheek that Hannah found herself being smothered. More than a minute of asslicking passed while Hannah was buried underneath Chloe, unable to breath and unable to get out away.

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

"arrest there, dear. If this is who I think it is, I have to take this."

Chloe strode over to her purse on the nearby end table and pulled out her cellphone. As she took the call, Hannah used the brusque interruption to pull herself together and collect her wits.

Hannah was kneeling in the nerve centre of their flat's aliveness way. She was completely au naturel, utterly bare to the creation, and her neatly folded dress sat on the level nearby. Her tap panties were placed atop her jeans and jersey, probably on intention to arrive at her look just a little more humiliated. Chloe, meanwhile, was still wearing her employment clothes. Her long dim skirt, ethereal white blouse, sensible high heeled boots, and flawlessly applied makeup all worked together to cave in her the impression of a remarkably master woman, though one that was also not afraid to play up her more feminine features.

In shortstop, Chloe looked good. She walked with the air of a noblewoman who knew what she wanted and how to get it. Hannah was naked, kneeling, and had the predilection of Chloe's ass in her mouth. The contrast between the two couldn't have been sharper.

"Uh huh. Yes, yes,"Chloe said, her cellular telephone pressed tight against her face."Yes, I did. I know, I know, please. No pauperization to repeat yourself, Rob. Just a second, have on for a moment."Chloe pulled herself away from the phone and turned to Hannah."love, would you delight tip back and spread your mouth ? Face straight toward the ceiling, if you would. No moving, and no swallowing."

Puzzled, Hannah did as she was told. She tilted her head back until she was looking straight up, then held her lip loose.

For a few little moments, Hannah just stared at the cap, eyes squinting from the brilliant Light of the roof lamp. Then Chloe strode forward and blocked the prospect with her bare pussy, the perspective framed by the chick Chloe was holding up with one script. She stood above Hannah, purposefully holding her pussy over Hannah's open mouth. Hannah only had a few secondment of disgust realization before Chloe began to piss.

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

Hannah forced herself to remain still. She locked her body in situation, clenched down on her muscles so that she was utterly fast under the disgusting spray. Most went into her opened mouth, flooding her consistence with a warm salty predilection that made her want to heft up, but some piss sprinkled onto her face, where visible light trails dripped down her boldness and chin toward the rest of her body. Hannah kept her eyes shut and her backtalk open.

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

The urinate continued to rain down down onto Hannah's face. Chloe must have been purposely holding back on using the bathroom for a longsighted while, because Hannah's back talk was all but wide and Chloe was still going. more than piss streamed down her chin and forehead. Some soaked into her hair, the rest period dripped down her body. She could find it all over her body. It was beyond disgusting, and Hannah was actively struggling to keep on herself from spitting out Chloe's horribly tasting barren and throwing herself away from the stream.

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

Finally, Chloe began to slacken down. The watercourse turned into a trickle, then a light trickle. Each drop hit the open consortium in her mouth, causing it to quiver and rock. Every so often a belittled wave spilled out and dribbled down her chin, wetting her already thoroughly damp chest of drawers and thighs. Hannah was trembling from the sheer ability of the disgust boiling through her. She could find the warm piss coating her torso. The feel of it, the taste and the smell, it was something beyond de***********ion. It threatened to overwhelm the already slippy grip on her self-control.

"Yes, definitely. She'd do that."Chloe paused, listening to the man on the other end speak."Yes, all right, set everything up then. Try to stick to people you know can stay at least a little discreet, okey ? And at least attempt to observe this between a few 12 men at almost. O.K.. Yes, fine, thank you, goodbye."

Chloe ended the call."Ugh, what a chatterbox. Anyway ! Good news show for you, dear. I've set something up that will let you gain some quick money and get you started on paying back what you owe me. There's going to be a 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… fountainhead, I suppose a stall is the polite way to put it."

Chloe stepped back, then pointed her cellphone down at Hannah piss-streaked typeface. The phone flashed as she took pictures while she talked."You see, Rob's party are almost famous for their party girls. cat come to get their dicks wet, and miss come to get fucked by half a twelve different hombre. But those gals tend to be few and far between, so Rob usually hires help. Call female child, basically. They hang around the second-floor bedrooms. You, my dear, are going into the basement. Rob has all kind of interesting piece of furniture lying around down there, and you're going to get the fuckbench. Here, let me evince you a picture."

Chloe tapped on her headphone for a moment, then showed Hannah the screen. In the center of a remarkably small elbow room, one made sinister through low lighting and scarred wooden floor, there was something that looked like a low padded table. The cushioning held a shallow hollow in the shape of a rout torso, and thickly shoulder strap hung down same curtain on each incline of the bench's duration. handcuff were chained to the bottom of each leg. Two pocket-size mesa flanked the bench, one side holding a massive bottle of lubricating substance and a handbasket total of condoms, the other a small tip jar and a waste-paper basket.

As Hannah stared at the screen, Chloe said,"We'll put you on the bench, get you wrapped up overnice and tight, spread your branch as far as they'll stint, probably gag you so nobody has to pick up 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 pussy, fifty for your ass ? That sounds bonny. well, literally any other daughter would go for more than money, but they aren't what we'd call fucktoys. They aren't going to get screwed by literally every guy there. populace use whores are only worth rebate prices, you know ? You can live with now, dear."

Hannah closed her eyes and shuddered. Slowly, with extreme hesitancy screaming through her expression, Hannah forced herself to quaff down the piss in her backtalk. It was indescribably horrible. crying 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 realise back all that you owe me, though. But don't worry, I'll make sure as shooting to give you to a greater extent opportunities. There's a room near the campus dining hall that nobody ever uses. Maybe I could have you suck off bozo in there ? Have you kneel down and offer your mouth to anyone who wants to use it…"Chloe hummed, thinking."Fifty bucks a pop might be too cheap. But you're not Charles Frederick Worth any more, are you ? Certainly not a hundred dollars. I'll have to think about it."

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

"I'll have you finish eating me out in a second,"Chloe said as she fiddled with her cellphone."But first I need to beam some pictures to Rob. He has to have intercourse what his new daughter flavor like, you know. And he likes to have something to pass along to the rest of the boys. Gets them excited for the political party, you know ? So, what I want you to do is smile."

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

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

"…really ?"

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

Hannah's facial expression brightened.

"I'd have to take back the money I loaned you, of course,"Chloe continued."Saying no would let out the formula of our little arrangement. No money means you immediately get kicked out of the flat for not paying your share of the month's rent. And I understand that you aren't familiar with the country ? I'm not sure you could survive being roofless in this metropolis. Not while attending all your year, anyway. I guess you'd have to drop your course of study, maybe even drop out altogether."

Hannah's face 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 pouch. I was here to help you out of a blotto spot when you needed it most. And a date with the fuckbench doesn't just get pulled out of thin out air, you know. I had to pull strings to get your name in the right capitulum. I'm really going out of my way to provide you with these money-making bodily function. Honestly, I'm a little hurt you haven't even thanked me."

Chloe sighed, then drummed her fingerbreadth against her cellphone."Anyway. Make up your mind. Smile and I'll take the characterisation. Don't smile and I'll take back my money. Your choice, dear."

Hannah's cerebration raced. On one hand, she hated absolutely everything about this. She hated being treated like a reasonless sex toy. She hated having to degrade herself. She hated how Chloe obviously took sadistic pleasure from her abasement. Hannah knew that what she was suffering now would be a drop cloth 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 turn a loss the flat and free fall out of schooltime. She couldn't afford to do that.

Chloe patiently waited for Hannah to follow the consistent geartrain of thought to one unavoidable conclusion. In the end, once Hannah knew what she had to do, she did the alone thing she could. She smiled .