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   College Girl's Depravity Pt.  01

   Jessie jolts up as the alarm on her nightstand blares.  She is such a
nightowl that if she doesn't set herself some alarms, she will never wake
up in time for class.  Sitting up in the bed, she looks over at the alarm
clock that so rudely interrupted her.  It says 9:30, meaning that she has
about an hour and a half to get her ass out of bed, get dressed and rush to
her last class of the week.  This is a pleasant surprise considering how
late she usually is to her classes.

   "I showered last night so I should be good for most of today." Jessie
groans out loud.

   She hops out of bed, more awake then usual and sits down at her laptop
to pass some time.  She yawns as she opens it up.  Her face turns bright
red as she realizes that she left her porn up from the night before.  A
video left open from the night before starts to play, in which the pornstar
is driven around town in a van, and the men driving the van force her to
expose herself publicly in various kinky ways.  The only thing the woman in
the video is wearing is a pair of thigh-high fishnets and a collar,
signifying she is owned by the men.  The combination of slavery and
exhibitionism drives Jessie wild, two of her biggest fantasies.  Without
even thinking about it, Jessie's hand wanders towards her bare pussy and
starts to rub lightly.  These past couple months she has been so horny
after discovering all these fun kinks to enjoy.  Jessie was raised
conservatively to believe that sex was meant straightforward, and that
things like revealing clothing were unbecoming of a woman.  Those beliefs
carried with her throughout most of highschool, and into her first half of
college.  It was mostly due to the fact that outside of a few sexual
encounters, including losing her virginity, she isn't interested in regular
sex.

   In her junior year of college, at the age of 22, Jessie discovered the
fun in sex.  It came to her in the form of bdsm and slavery videos, and
gradually evolved into chatting with people in adult chatrooms.  Nothing
really came of it, and she never sent anything more than a picture that
could be used as a Facebook profile picture, but it's extremely effective
in getting her off.

   The video keeps playing from where it left off, right near the end. 
Jessie watches with lustful eyes as the men tell the skinny blonde girl to
get out of the van, on the side of the road in a busy street.  Obviously
she listens, giggling like a little school girl the entire time.  The van
door slides open, and her perky tits jiggle as she hops out, completely
naked.  It's obvious in the background of the video that people are already
paying attention, looking worried, or even recording.  Jessie is shocked as
she continues to watch.  Not only was she doing this in front of the
potentially hundreds of people lining the street, but she was excited about
it?

   Jessie starts to rub faster.  She wasn't expecting to be this horny so
early but it's the natural progression of how lustful she has become.  A
soft moan escaped her lips, and it's quickly followed by louder and louder
moans.  The sounds of her now drenched pussy fill the air of her 1 bedroom
apartment.  The girl turns around for the camera and shakes her tight ass
and shows off her thighs in her extremely tight fishnets.  Her giggle gets
even louder, probably out of embarrassment.  The men behind the camera
start to talk to the bystanders watching her dance.

   "Any of you want to touch her?  Maybe fuck her?  You guys can do
whatever you want with her.  We don't want her anymore." As Jessie sees the
camera being tossed to one of the random men in the crowd, she can easily
see the life drain from the blonde girl's face.

   Jessie knows that the girl wasn't prepared for this when she agreed to
the video.  Before the girl can say a word in response, the camera, now in
the hands of a bystander, pans over to the van as it speeds off down the
street without their pornstar.  Jessie goes into overdrive seeing this, and
starts rubbing her pussy fast and hard.  She's bucking her hips now
watching the blonde girl realize her fate now, fantasizing as if it was
her. Watching the blonde girl start to get fondled and groped, fingers
inserted into her cunt and asshole by random strangers was too much for
Jessie to take.  Letting out a loud groan and bucking her hips one final
time, Jessiecums intensely, and even goes as far as to squirt all over her
laptop.  The orgasmic bliss that she experienced in that moment was more
than enough to cement in her mind that she needed to be treated like that.
Even as she comes down from her high, she has immediately become obsessed
with the idea of being owned.  Not just being owned, but being tossed
around as if she was something less than an animal.  Worthless. 
Entertainment.  Humiliation.  She wanted all of it.

   Jessie immediately sits up in her chair, not even bothering to pull her
shorts back up.  She goes on to Reddit, her favorite place to find porn,
and makes an advertisement for herself.  She bites her lip as she types it
out.  The act of describing herself and basically begging for people to now
own her is getting her way too excited.

   "Hey there!  My name is Jessie.  Im 23.  I am looking for a long term
Dom and Owner that will completely take control of my life and make me do
humiliating and dehumanizing things every opportunity they can.  I'm not
looking for men to be nice to me, ever.  I'm looking to be turned into a
complete nasty bitch with no moral compass and I need someone that can help
me become that.  Kinks: i love degradation, humiliation, abuse, mental
abuse and humiliation is huge for me.  I also love public humiliation and
public degradation and exposure.  turning me into a mindless animal that
craves and is addicted to degradation and humiliation.

   I am 5'3.  I'm half Filipino and half American with long brown hair and
blonde highlights on the ends.  I have B cup tits.  I am a little chubby
but with thick thighs and a thick ass."

   "There.  That should be perfect.  I'll just leave it up while I'm in
class and I bet I'll come back to plenty of replies." Jessie lightly taps
her now light red pussy a couple times.  "I'm sure you're gonna be owned
and no time." She giggles as she stands up to go get dressed for class.  A
simple thong, bra, jeans and a tighter fitting top will suffice for her. 
She doesn't really care too much about impressing people in her class.

   The professor is the last person in the door right at 11 am.  Jessie
attends a large University so this lecture class is filled with around 100
other people.  Most of them she will never meet in her life.  However, as
soon she sits down today, she gets a notification on her phone from
GroupMe, which is the messaging app her class uses to communicate with each
other.  It was an anonymous private message just to Jessie.  Her eyes
widened as she read the contents.  The beginning of the message is the
picture of herself that she used in her self-advertisement on Reddit,
followed by a rather lengthy message.

   "Hello, Jessie, or should I just call you 'chubby cunt'?  I was on
reddit earlier today, and I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw a picture
of you sitting in a post made about making you a slave!  I had to make sure
that you actually were the same quiet girl that was in the same lecture
class as me, so I waited until now to send the message.  But I was right!
So I have a proposition for you.  Let me own you.  Let me turn you into the
animalistic whore that you were meant to be all your life.  You weren't
meant to go to college, get an education, get married and have a normal
life.  You are meant to be a piece of meat.  A piece of meat for me, and
every other man and woman to enjoy and humiliate.  I'll push you to your
limits.  You won't have a life outside of this once you accept this offer.
Now, you may not know who I am, and that's alright for now.  You don't need
to know quite yet.  However, do know that if you decide to reject this
offer, nothing bad will come of it.  I will respectfully never mention this
again.  On the flip side, if you are to accept my offer, I will need to
know how serious you are about it.  Instead of replying to me, you will do
your first task.  Right here, right now.  So cunt, in order to let me know
that you accept my offer, you must take your thong and your bra off right
where you sit.  You will leave them in your seat for me to collect after
class.  You will be the first one out the door at the end of class, and you
will not turn around.  Oh, and no trying to rip your thong and bra off so
you dont have to take off your clothes.  If you want to be a slave, they
must be entirely intact.

   Hopefully you'll be in touch!"

   Jessie thinks that her heart is going to beat out of her chest.  She
frantically looks around the room to see if anyone is looking out of the
ordinary, if she could spot anyone.

   "Damn, no sign at all of who it could possibly be," she thinks to
herself.  Is she seriously going to accept this completely strange offer?
The reality of the situation starts to kick in, but instead of terrifying
her or making her break down, it completely turns her on.  Just from
shifting her thighs around in her seat, Jessie can easily make out just how
wet she is from the message alone.





   "I have to do this.  This is my opportunity.  I can't stand just
watching porn of it now, I need this to happen for real!" The thoughts in
her head are pushing her harder and harder towards accepting the offer. 
Before she even consciously makes the decision herself, Jessie feels her
hand on the button of her jeans.  She is so caught up in her mental debate,
she doesn't even realize that her body has accepted his offer before she
did.  Jessie continues to push the button through the hole, undoing the
clasp on her jeans in the middle of the class.  No one is paying attention
yet, but the guy and girl sitting on either side of her will definitely
realize what's happening once she starts to push her jeans down to the
ground.  Adrenaline and pure lust are what keeps Jessie pushing her jeans
more and more slightly down towards her ankles.  A mere look to the side
from the people next to her and her bright pink thong would be exposed to
them.  In one swift motion, the jeans are pushed the rest of the way to her
ankles, and pushed over one of her shoes.  The motion is drastic enough
that it instantly alerts the girl to her left and the guy to her right. 
They both stare at the event unfolding in front of them, looking right at
Jessie's thong as she quickly slides her thong down her thick legs, pulling
them free and coming right back up with her jeans.  A bright red face
doesn't do the embarrassment justice, but the girls disgusted look does
nothing to help the situation.  As Jessie buttons her jeans back up, she
looks over at both of them briefly, knowing damn well she had been caught.
The girl was furiously typing away on her phone, most likely telling her
friends what she had just witnessed.

   "Great.  People already saw me do that.  I can't believe this...  I
don't even feel sad.  I feel amazing actually!" Not only is Jessie's self
realization telling of how much she is enjoying this, but the fact that she
is more wet than she has ever been in her entire life makes her realize
that her soon-to-be owner was right.  She isn't meant for a normal life. 
She is meant to be humiliated, degraded, and owned at every turn for the
rest of her life.  She is extremely horny at this moment, but more than
that, she is grateful.

   This realization makes the rest of this task a complete breeze.  Luckily
Jessie can take her bra off without even taking off her shirt, or she would
probably be in some serious trouble.  As the bell rings, Jessie shoots up
out of her chair immediately, placing her bra and thong neatly in the chair
for her new owner.  Her excitement is so immeasurable that she wants to
skip out of the classroom in excitement, but opts against it.  Her tits are
already blatantly poking out through her shirt and she doesn't want them
bouncing around everywhere quite yet.  Suddenly the girl that was sitting
next to Jessie in class shouts after her.

   "Hey you left your bra and thong in your chair, you might want to come
get these.  Looks like you need them!" There is a devilish smile on the
girls face.  Jessie's face on the other hand turns a deep red out of
embarrassment.  Multiple classmates hear the girls comment and turn to look
out of curiosity.

   "Um no that's okay they belong there, thanks though!" Jessie mumbles
just loud enough for the girl to hear, before quickly spinning back around
and speeding out of the classroom as if her life depends on it.  Jessie has
no intention of turning back for any reason whatsoever until she makes it
safely back into her small apartment.

   As if on cue, as soon as her apartment door shuts, she gets a message
from her secret master.  It contains a picture of her bra and thong on the
chair, exactly like she left them.  Her heart flutters with excitement a
bit, a little bit too happy that everything worked out despite the other
girl almost messing everything up.

   "Good job chubs, I knew you could do it.  I heard you got a little bit
more attention than you bargained for.  That's good, but won't compare in
the slightest to the things I have in store for you.  I'll be in touch for
your new life rules, and also your next task, cunt."

   Before she even got to the end of the message, Jessie was already on her
back on the floor of the kitchen, rubbing her cunt with reckless abandon
while thinking about all the things she has yet to do.



   College Girl's Depravity Pt.  02

   Jessie gets her first task.

   It wasn't until the next day that Jessie would get another text from her
brand new anonymous Master.

   "Hello again fatty.  Hope didn't think I tossed you to the side already.
We have plenty more to do before then!  First is rules.  There are some
general ground rules, and you can bet your chubby ass there will be more
rules later down the line.  But let's start with what we know right now.

   Rule Number 1: I am your owner and you will refer to me as your master
at any given opportunity.  Even if you are talking about me to other
people, I will still be referred to as master.

   Rule Number 2: As my slave.  You will listen to and follow all of my
orders to the absolute best of your ability.  I absolutely do not take no
for an answer.  Any time you reject one of my commands, orders, or tasks,
our arrangement is over and you will not get the life changing experience
that you so desire.

   Rule Number 3: This one is a very broad rule, but it is very important.
You will give me your spare apartment key to keep.  I am an extremely
generous owner, and I will be remodeling your room, and possibly even more
to match your brand new lifestyle.  In order to do that, I need access to
your room at any given moment.

   Lastly, look outside your apartment door.  I have a present for you.  Go
get it, And I want you to write down all of your rules in permanent
sharpie, and hang it up on your bedroom wall.  You will inform me when this
has been completed."

   This was so much information for Jessie to take in.  The first two rules
were extremely basic.  In all honesty, if she hadn't read rule number 3,
she would have been a bit disappointed.  But that third rule made her heart
beat out of her chest.  How is she going to willingly give up her own
private safety this early into everything?  Did he honestly expect her to
give up her apartment that easily?

   Well he was right.  Jessie could feel just how wet she was between her
legs as she walked towards her front door to pick up what her master had
left for her.  Her pajamas of choice were some thin short shorts that rode
up her ass when she walked, as well as a plain tshirt.  It was nothing
special, as she hasn't always had someone to impress all the time.

   Jessie opens the door to see a pretty large package sitting to the right
of her door.  Upon closer inspection, it was a huge whiteboard, and her
masters instructions finally made sense in her head.  She lugged the box
all the way, back into her room, managed to set it up on her wall,
overlooking her bed.  It would be a constant reminder of the new life that
she just gave herself.  Jessie climbed onto her bed in order to write her
rules down onto the board.

   When she figured everything looked perfect, she sat down on her bed to
look up at the board.  Her rules were there, and she made sure to leave
plenty of room for more rules in the near future.

   "I'm finished with the whiteboard.  Thank you so much for the present
master." Jessie figured that she should thank him, even if it was just a
simple whiteboard.

   "You're very welcome piggy.  We will be putting it to good use, don't
you worry!" He says.  He doesn't send another message for about 15 or so
minutes.

   "Now we need to get you out of the apartment for a bit.  How does that
sound?  I plan to do a little bit of renovating, and I obviously can't have
you around while i'm doing it, now can i?  So here's what's going to
happen. You're going to leave your apartment wearing exactly what you are
wearing at this very second - which you'll send me a picture of - and
you'll leave your apartment key on your kitchen table with the door
completely unlocked.  Next you're going to drive on over to campus.  I have
a scavenger hunt of sorts set up for you.  Tell me when you get there."

   Jessie can literally feel her heart beating, but with equal force she
can feel her pussy throbbing from how excited she is

   I can't believe I'm getting so excited about this, Jessie thought as she
gathered her things to walk out the door.  I'm most definitely about to be
completely naked on campus, and I'm leaving my spare apartment key for a
complete stranger to come and go as he pleases.  This is insane.  But it
feels so right in a weird sort of way?

   Jessie leaves her key on the table and hops into her car.  The idea of
waiting to see who shows up at her apartment doesn't even cross her mind.
If he already knows where she lives, he most likely knows what she drives
and will not be happy if she hasn't left for campus yet.

   "I'm on campus" Jessie texts her owner as she parks in the parking lot,
closest to the student center.

   "Nice apartment you have here!  Good job on leaving me the key.  I think
I'll be adding some renovations slowly.  Today's change to your apartment
won't be too drastic, but give it a week or two and you won't even
recognize where you live."

   Another text comes in shortly after.

   "Now for your task.  Head over to the library.  Throughout the 2nd, 3rd
and fourth stories of the building, I have 5 bags hidden.  Each bag has one
article of clothing.  Your goal is obviously to collect all 5 pieces of
clothing.  Sounds easy right?  Well here's the catch: you're going to be
completely naked.  You are going to start this task at the entrance to the
2nd floor.  Next to that door there will be a completely empty bag for you
to store the clothes you are currently wearing.  Don't you dare try to
cheat, because as you will soon find out, each bag is in view of a camera
that I personally have set up to monitor you.  When you have found all 5
pieces of clothing, you must wear them all the way back out to your car and
into your apartment.  Oh and a word of advice?  Don't get caught.  I don't
plan on helping you get out of trouble.  Have fun!"

   Ohhhh fuck.  Here we go.  This is starting to become the real deal now.
Yesterday was a tease, but this is really starting to become real.  Jessie
thought as she put her phone down in her car.  She steps out of her car,
nervous as anyone would be in this situation.  She reaches back and pulls
her shorts out of her ass to fix them, which is embarrassing in its own
right.  She treks off towards the middle of the campus where the library is
located.

   Jessie walks into the library and takes a look around.  It's a Saturday,
so there are a few people on the first floor, but not packed like it is on
a weekday.  On the first floor of her campus library, there is the
reception/checkout desk, and the rest of the floor is for computers.  The
second, third, and floors were both the standard library floors, with rows
upon rows of books and desk cubicles to study at.

   Those three floors are where all my new clothes are going to be.  And
I'm going to have to strip right there at the entrance to the second. 
Jessie thinks this as she is climbing the stairs to her destination.  She
walks through the door to the second library floor and freezes at what she
sees.  Right as she walks into the room, she sees a row of desk cubicles,
each of which are occupied, right in front of her.  Luckily for her, their
backs are facing her.  But a simple tilt of the head will be all it takes
to see Jessie, completely ass naked in her college library.  She looks down
to her right, and in the corner is a small plastic bag.  She rolls her
eyes.

   Great so now when I go to put my clothes in the bag it'll make a sound.
That's just perfect.



   Jessie closes her eyes and prepares herself mentally for what she's
about to do.  She thinks about how nervous she is, but at the same time
just how bad she wants this.  This is just the beginning of a crazy,
exhilarating life.  She slowly pulls up her baggy shirt to reveal her
chubby tummy.  It gets pulled up past her tits and up over her head. 
Jessie quickly balls it up and tosses it to the side before quickly digging
her thumbs into the waistband of her shorts.  They are quickly yanked down
past her thick ass and bare pussy.  Jessie is now completely naked for
everyone in the library to see.  Her heart rate immediately picks up and
she goes to ball up her clothes.  Her eyes are fixated on the people
studying in front of her, not like that's going to stop them from looking
or anything.  She balls up the clothes and quickly tosses them into the
small bag, unconsciously not caring how much noise it makes.  There is a
small camera sitting next to the bag, and Jessie has the bright idea of
giving the camera a little tease.  She leans forward towards the camera,
cups her tits and gives them a bit of a jiggle.  She smiles knowing her
master is definitely watching, and she knows she wants to impress him on
this very fun first task.  Figuring that is enough for now, she snaps back
into reality, and blushes deeply.  She silently dashes over into the cover
of bookcases.

   Alright, let's go try and find these bags.  Jessie thinks as she hides
behind the bookcases, looking to see if she can see anyone walking, or
better yet a bag.

   There was an extremely strong urge to sit down and masturbate right this
second, and Jessie was about to succumb.  She sat down on the ground, right
in the middle of the bookcase hallway, she leans back slightly and holds
herself up with her right arm.  Her wet arm however, starts to go
absolutely wild on her pussy.  She's unbelievably horny and being so naked
and vulnerable in public is just amplifying it.  She continues to rub
herself, eyes closed, head thrown back for about a minute before she
decides to get up.

   Looking around, Jessie figures the best course of action is to go up and
down the bookcases to see if there are any bags inside of them.  Then she
can go to the more dangerous places when she has more clothes to wear.  She
starts at the ending hallway, where she ran in to, and she carefully walks
up and down the hallways.  Every so often Jessie gives herself a rub of her
cunt and a twist of her nipple to keep herself more horny than scared. 
Finally, about halfway through the floor of books, Jessie comes across her
first of 5 bags.  It's tucked in between two books and another small camera
rests on the bookshelf behind her.  Attached to the bag is a note.  It
reads:

   "Congratulations fatass, you found the easiest and safest of the bags to
find.  You get the smallest reward."

   Jessie blushes at the message calling her a fatass.  She loved the
humiliation too much and rubbed her cunt as she read it.  Inside the bag is
an absolutely tiny black g-string.  Biting her lip in pure lust, she
whispers out.  "I'm so fucked..."

   Stepping into the g-string, it becomes clear that it is not going to
hide anything at all.  The backside of the g-string is quickly swallowed up
by her ass, and the front of it has barely any more material, so it quickly
folds in between her cunt lips.  Jessie messes with it a bit, trying to get
it comfortable, but it's inevitable.  She pats her pussy in satisfaction,
forgetting how good it would feel, and lets out a soft moan, then giggles.

   The rest of the bookcases were void of any extra clothing, but luckily
for Jessie there was a lone desk in the corner of the second floor that
held her second bag.  The camera is looking right at her, sitting on the
desk.  Getting in front of the camera, Jessie gets her cunt nice and close
to it, and pulls up on the front of her g-string, giving her a front
wedgie. She can't contain how amazing the fabric feels running against her
clit and lets out a moan that is just a little bit too loud.  After a
minute or so of teasing her owner, she fixes the g-string and reads the
note on the bag.

   "Another easy bag!  I hope you don't think it's all going to be this
easy.  There are two total bags on this floor, if you have them both, go
hit the staircase."

   Based on the last bag, Jessie wasn't expecting much.  Inside was a pair
of matching black thigh high fishnets.

   This guy is going to make me look like a stripper and there's nothing I
can do about it!  Well there is but I don't want to.  Jessie giggles to
herself as she sits in the chair by the desk and slides them on all the way
up her legs and fits them snugly onto her thick thighs right underneath her
ass.  She stands back up and shows them off to the camera, doing a small
twirl and jiggling her asscheeks from behind before bounding off for the
staircase.