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I sat on a chair in a small room, waiting to be called. My heart was pounding wildly, my hands were damp with sweat. I was only nineteen, and I never thought I'd have to resort to this to pay for college. But there was no choice. My parents were barely making ends meet, and the scholarship only covered food. Me, Vika, an athlete and an honors student. I had played volleyball since childhood, so I passed the figure requirements without any problems. I had always been proud of my body, which was now supposed to become my tool for survival. Anonymous satisfaction of men.
The door opened, and a woman in a strict suit entered. Her gaze was
cold and professional."Vika, are you ready?" she asked, not waiting for an answer. "We'll do the check-up, and then we'll begin."
I nodded, trying to hide the trembling. We were taken to a medical room where I was examined for diseases. The procedure was humiliating, but I gritted my teeth and endured it. Then they inserted an IUD, explaining that this way I wouldn't get pregnant. The pain was sharp but brief. I bit my lip to keep from screaming.
"We'll insert an anal plug in you; if you want more money, press the button. Now you're ready to work," said the woman, my anus swallowed the glass plug. "Tonight is your first night."
I was led into a room where there was a strange bench. It was designed so that my lower body was accessible while my upper body remained hidden. Some perverted version of a glory hole. I lay down, feeling my heart freeze with fear. The room was dark, only a faint light illuminated my body.
"Get ready," said the woman, fastened my widely spread legs with straps, and left.
Not even a minute passed before the door opened, and the first visitor entered. I couldn't see him, only heard heavy breathing. He didn't say a word, just approached and unzipped his pants. His cock was big; he touched my leg while squeezing lube onto my pussy. I closed my eyes, trying to disconnect from what was happening.
He entered me sharply, without any foreplay. I gasped from the pain but didn't dare scream. He started moving quickly, his cock filling me completely. I felt my walls tightening around him, how he pushed deeper and deeper. My hands gripped the edges of the bench, nails digging into my skin.
"I like you, baby, so tight," he muttered, increasing the pace.
I didn't answer, just endured. After a few minutes, he groaned and came inside me. I felt the hot cum filling me, trickling down my inner walls. He pulled out his cock and left without another word.
The door opened again, and the next one entered. This one smelled nice, his cock was thinner, but he moved even faster. I no longer felt pain, only emptiness. He came on my stomach, and I felt the cum trickling down, mixing with the previous.
It continued like this all night. Visitors replaced each other like on a conveyor belt. Big cocks, small cocks, fast, slow—they all fucked me, paying no attention to my feelings. I was just a hole where they dumped their cum.
At some point, I pressed the button, and a couple of people later, I felt something moving in my ass. It was the plug inserted before the start of work.
"An extra ten percent," I muttered, though no one asked.
The next visitor, a tall man with a rough voice, heard me.
"Want it in the ass?" he asked. "Good whore."
He pulled out the plug and without warning entered me from behind. The pain was sharp, but I was already used to enduring. He moved slowly, savoring every thrust. I felt his cock stretching me, how it filled me completely.
"Completely untrained," he muttered, increasing the pace.
I gasped, feeling him come inside me. His cum spurted into my ass in pulses. Soon he pulled out his cock and left, leaving me in complete silence.
The night continued, and I had already lost track of time. Visitors kept coming, and I lay there, feeling my body being covered with new layers of cum. My legs went numb, my pussy and ass burned from the constant movement.
By morning, my anus no longer closed; cum freely flowed out of it and from my pussy. My body was exhausted, and my soul was empty. In one night, about fifty men had fucked me. Fifty cocks, fifty loads of cum, fifty times I felt like just a thing.
When I finally got up, streams of cum continued to flow down my thighs. I felt it dripping onto the floor, leaving wet spots. My body trembled with fatigue, and staggering, I went to the shower to wash off.
The whole next day, it felt like cum was still flowing out of me; it hurt to walk and sit in lectures. My beautiful ass was so stretched that I could barely hold in my bowel contents. But still, I returned the next night, and then another. They fucked me, dumped cum in me, and stretched my anus until I earned enough to pay for my education.
I was a broken cum dump, but I achieved my goal. I paid for college, and now I had a chance at a normal life. But every night when I go to bed, I can't forget that humiliation and pain.