I step forward and begin to take off my grey blouse. As I begin unbuttoning the top, I say, "My name is Violet. I am 24, a college student and a sales associate for a clothing store part time."

The blouse falls free of my body, and You notice that my nipples are showing through the material of my bra. They are fully erect, and form hard mounds as I unbutton my skirt and let it fall to the floor. Standing before you in my bra and panties, I shiver as a breeze moves past me. I blush as I feel Your eyes move over my body--taking in every curve.

"Take off the rest, slut!" You shout.

Frightened, I quickly remove the panties, and the bra. You see my shaved crotch and ample breast fall free of the clothing and snicker loudly.

"Cold, slut?" You sneer as I notice that my breasts are sticking out like cones, trembling wildly.

"Scared, Sir." I reply meekly, trying feebly to hide my breasts and crotch with my hands and arms.

"Arms at your side, whore!" You scream, causing me to start crying as I quickly move my arms to my sides.

You walk up and stick two fingers harshly into my vagina as you squeeze and pinch my left nipple with the other. I moan in surprise as tears stream down my face.

"Wet already, I see..." You comment as You pull two wet fingers out of my crotch. "Yes...you will do just fine. Better pace yourself, bitch. You are here for a long time. Don't want you to wear yourself out, too quickly now."

I look into Your eyes as You finish Your statement, and You quickly backhand me across the face. "The eyes of a slut should always face the floor. Understand, bitch?"

I fall to my knees in pain and feel my right eye burning. You grab a fistful of my hair with one hand, and unzip your pants with the other.

"Make yourself useful, slut!" You order as you move Your penis in front of my mouth. Thinking that pleasing You may help get me out of this situation faster, I take You in my mouth.