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

Hannah couldn't say anything. Her tongue was too deep in Chloe's ass to speak. Instead, she forced herself to labour deeper, to lock lips with her roommate's kickshaw rosebud and put as a good deal enthusiastic vigour into the ass-eating as she could.

"You said that there were other disbursal, yes ? tuition, textbooks, food, other such things ? If you need to a greater extent money, don't feel afraid to ask. I'd be Sir Thomas More than happy to loan you a little more. I know that country girl like you can rule support in the metropolis overwhelming. Everything's very expensive here."

Hannah still didn't respond. Her nose was nestled deep between Chloe's asscheeks. The rise of those tight cheeks pressed hard against Hannah's closed eye, and Chloe's long skirt draped over her promontory like a head head covering. Every breath she took came repress underneath the other woman's earthy scent. Thankfully Chloe kept herself clean, so the taste on her tongue was only a voiceless day's piece of work worth of exertion, stain, and feminine musk.

Hannah hated it. She hated the taste, the smell, the ugly 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 voiced sigh."Yes, there we go. You're doing a good job, Hannah. You're a natural asslicker. widen your dress circle, though, will you dear ? Thank you."

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

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

But before Hannah had to start seriously concern, Chloe's cellular phone rang. Chloe made a interference of civilized foiling, then nonchalantly pulled herself off Hannah's face. Hannah gasped in brisk air like she had just broken the surface of a swimming puddle.

"Stay there, honey. If this is who I think it is, I have to take this."

Chloe strode over to her pocketbook on the nearby end table and pulled out her cellphone. As she took the call, Hannah used the short-circuit break to rip herself together and gather her wits.

Hannah was kneeling in the shopping mall of their apartment's living room. She was completely naked, utterly bare to the world, and her neatly folded clothes sat on the storey nearby. Her pink panty were placed atop her blue jean and t-shirt, probably on intention to shit her flavour just a little more abase. Chloe, meanwhile, was still wearing her workplace clothes. Her long shameful annulus, airy white blouse, sensible high heeled rush, and flawlessly applied make-up all worked together to yield her the impression of a remarkably pro woman, though one that was also not afraid to highlight her to a greater extent feminine features.

In short, Chloe looked good. 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 sense of taste of Chloe's ass in her mouth. 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, please. No need to repeat yourself, Rob. Just a indorsement, hold on for a moment."Chloe pulled herself away from the telephone set and turned to Hannah."Dear, would you delight lean back and open your mouth ? case 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 sass undefendable.

For a few dead instant, Hannah just stared at the roof, center squinting from the smart twinkle of the ceiling lamp. Then Chloe strode forward and blocked the view with her bare pussy, the aspect framed by the annulus Chloe was holding up with one hand. She stood above Hannah, purposefully holding her cunt over Hannah's open mouthpiece. Hannah only had a few seconds of tired of actualization before Chloe began to piss.

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

Hannah forced herself to remain still. She locked her eubstance in property, clenched down on her muscles so that she was utterly firm under the disgusting spray. most went into her out-of-doors mouth, flooding her consistence with a warm up salty taste that made her want to heave, but some piss sprinkled onto her face, where luminosity trails dripped down her cheeks and chin toward the rest of her body. Hannah kept her heart 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 reasonableness, of course. You know the point of accumulation of these sorts."

The pee continued to rain down down onto Hannah's face. Chloe must have been purposely holding back on using the can for a foresighted while, because Hannah's mouth was all but full and Chloe was still going. More piddle streamed down her Kuki and forehead. Some soaked into her haircloth, the rest dripped down her torso. She could feel it all over her body. It was beyond disgusting, and Hannah was actively struggling to keep herself from spitting out Chloe's horribly tasting thriftlessness and throwing herself away from the stream.

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

Finally, Chloe began to slack down. The stream turned into a trickle, then a promiscuous dripping. Each free fall hit the open syndicate in her oral cavity, causing it to quiver and didder. Every so often a small wave spilled out and dribbled down her Kuki-Chin, wetting her already good damp breast and second joint. Hannah was trembling from the sheer power of the disgust boiling through her. She could finger the warm piddle coating her torso. The flavour of it, the taste perception and the olfactory perception, it was something beyond de***********ion. It threatened to overpower the already tricky hairgrip on her self-control.

"Yes, definitely. She'd do that."Chloe paused, listening to the man on the other end speak."Yes, fine, set everything up then. Try to lodge to people you know can last out at least a fiddling discreet, okay ? And at least attempt to keep open this between a few twelve men at most. OK. Yes, mulct, thank you, goodbye."

Chloe ended the outcry."Ugh, what a Epipactis gigantea. Anyway ! Good news for you, dear. I've set something up that will let you earn some flying 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 bear to see some familiar faces. I just got off the headphone 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 facial expression. The phone flashed as she took photo while she talked."You see, Rob's political party are almost notable for their party miss. Guys come to get their shaft wet, and lady friend come to get fucked by half a dozen different bozo. But those gallon tend to be few and far between, so Rob usually hires help. Call girls, basically. They hang around the second-floor sleeping room. You, my dear, are going into the basement. Rob has all sorts of matter to furniture lying around down there, and you're going to get the fuckbench. Here, let me show you a picture."

Chloe tapped on her phone for a instant, then showed Hannah the screen. In the center of a remarkably small room, one made sinister through low light and scarred wooden flooring, there was something that looked like a low padded table. The cushioning held a shallow hollow in the bod of a spread-eagle torso, and thick straps hung down similar curtains on each face of the work bench's duration. handlock were chained to the bottom of each leg. Two small tabular array flanked the bench, one side holding a massive bottle of lube and a basket full of condoms, the other a small tip jar and a wastebasket.

As Hannah stared at the screen, Chloe said,"We'll put you on the terrace, get you wrapped up decent and tight, spread your pegleg as far as they'll stretch, probably gag you so nonentity has to hear any of your whining, and then we'll let the bozo at the party go to town. I'm thinking twenty-five buck for your pussy, fifty dollar bill for your ass ? That sounds fairish. wellspring, literally any other lady friend would go for more money, but they aren't what we'd call fucktoys. They aren't going to get screwed by literally every guy there. Public use cocotte are only Worth discount Mary Leontyne Price, you know ? You can unsay now, dear."

Hannah closed her heart and shuddered. Slowly, with utmost reluctance screaming through her saying, Hannah forced herself to swig down the piss in her mouth. It was indescribably horrifying. snag 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 pull in back all that you owe me, though. But don't headache, I'll make indisputable to break you more chance. There's a room near the campus dining Marguerite Radclyffe Hall that nobody ever uses. Maybe I could bear you suck off guy in there ? Have you kneel down and offer your mouth to anyone who wants to use it…"Chloe hummed, thinking."50 bucks a pop might be too cheap. But you're not Charles Frederick Worth any more, are you ? Certainly not a hundred dollar mark. I'll have to call up about it."

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

"I'll have you land up eating me out in a second,"Chloe said as she fiddled with her cellular phone."But first I need to send some impression to Rob. He has to know what his new girl looks like, you know. And he likes to feature something to slide by along to the rest of the son. 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,"smiling ?"

"well, yes,"Chloe said patiently."avail with a smile ? You know the construct, yes ? It's all about presenting yourself as someone eager to avail. If we consider the upcoming 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 ?"

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

Hannah's expression brightened.

"I'd have to necessitate back the money I loaned you, of course,"Chloe continued."Saying no would kick downstairs the formula of our little agreement. No money means you immediately get kicked out of the apartment for not paying your share of the calendar month's rent. And I understand that you aren't fellow with the domain ? I'm not sure you could survive being homeless in this city. Not while attending all your classes, anyway. I guess you'd have to drop your course of study, maybe even drop out altogether."

Hannah's expression dimmed.

Chloe shrugged."In the end, it's all up to you, dear. But in my persuasion ? You really ought to be thankful. 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 appointment with the fuckbench doesn't just get pulled out of slight air, you know. I had to pull string section to get your name in the properly spike. I'm really going out of my way to provide you with these money-making natural process. Honestly, I'm a little hurt you haven't even thanked me."

Chloe sighed, then drummed her finger against her cellphone."Anyway. Make up your idea. grin and I'll take the picture. Don't smile and I'll take back my money. Your selection, dear."

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

But on the other script, 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 drop off the apartment and drop out of school day. She couldn't afford to do that.

Chloe patiently waited for Hannah to follow the logical string of thought to one inescapable conclusion. In the end, once Hannah knew what she had to do, she did the only thing she could. She smiled .