Tales of an Internet Whore (Part Six)

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She arrived home, the taxi driver nearly crashed keeping his eye on her boobs which were flopping out of her top. She ran up the stairs to her apartment, closing the door behind her dying to get the dirty feeling off her with a long hot shower. The second the door closed, her phone rang

" Bianca, Bianca, Bianca!" said Anthony in a condescending tone " Yes!" she said, not in the mood " So did you fuck him?" he asked re-enforcing how dirty it was " What do you want?" she avoided answering " Ha ha, so you did fuck the dirty old hairy sweaty manbeast!" he laughed " Look I'm tired!" she said not wishing to hear any more of his perfect description " It is past midnight, you must've been fucking him good!" he carried on amusing hi! mself " I couldn't find the CD, I tried, I looked everywhere!" she said getting things back into focus " CD? What CD?" he asked confused " The CD, of me, from the weekend, you said it was under his mattress!" she explained " Did I?" he asked acting as if he had no memory "I don't remember that!" " YOU DID!" she screamed in anger "YOU SAID UNDER HIS MATTRESS!" " Ha ha, you must've mis-heard, I said under your mattress!" he laughed

She could not believe what she was hearing, it was there under her bed and never his? She fucked the gross old fat man, for no reason. She walked to her bedroom, on her knees she felt under her mattress and there in her hand was a CD. She ran towards her living room, booting up the laptop as she heard Anthony carry on laughing down the phone that she fucked him for no reason.

" So, how did you get him into bed bitch?" he asked " I just ! did!" she said not wanting to replay it in his head " Oh,! it came naturally did it?" he asked twisting her words " No, it just happened" she said " Did he make the first move or you?" he asked " I did" she responded " Did you seduce him whore?" he asked wanting details " I guess, look I am tired and need a shower" she said realising her laptop was ready. " OK, you have a shower and I will call you back at 1am for your next task!" he said " Next what....I'm tired!!!" she screamed, but it was too late he was gone

She opened the CD drive and noticed there was a CD already in there title "Fingering in Library", she hadn't seen this one before. She played it and it began, showing her back to the camera then her jump, come out and sit back to face the camera. It showed the whole of her lunch-break, rubbing her tits and fucking herself, even the bit where Bernard walked in. She was shaking, she knew someone was watching, but how? She uploaded the CD from under her bed, it was ! titled "Weekend Tales of a Whore" and was edited in such a way it looked like it was several occasions, the quality was immaculate, not like the others which seemed more like CCTV, this was almost professional.

She watched in horror as she was fucked, in the ass, fucked by what looked like 5 men, she saw when she passed out, how they all laughed, slapping her and she not responding, but one of them joking she was still breathing so not to worry! They sat her up, took off the sack, spread her legs and wrote UNILIBRARYSLUT on her inner thigh with a marker pen in capitals as they took pictures showing her pussy. They then wrote WHORE on her boobs and took more pictures. The they wrote SLUT on her forehead, picked up a condom off the floor and poured the contents on her face, taking pictures and laughing, even pushing her lips up so she looked like she was smiling. Then the bathtub scene came, she couldn't watch but was compelled. How could she ! swallow their piss, she gagged whilst watching, her face recog! nisable to anyone who knew her. She felt sick as she saw her ass get stretched and scream in pain. The film stopped, with a slideshow of the pictures, they looked so professional, so high quality. Why would they take them.... for MySpace She logged on quickly to Myspace, there was a huge notice saying that a new site with better content had been set up and all Myspace members would be able to join free until Friday. She was shocked, what did that mean. She clicked the link, and as the home page was her legs spread the whole length of the page, the content in the large gap from her inner thigh down to her ankles, her pussy on full show but it could be anyone. All of the pictures from Myspace were uploaded, in fact it looked near enough the same no nasty videos just the usual user uploaded ones from camera phones. She searched for the "better content" and couldn't see any.

The phone rang, was it 1am already? She had not even showered. She picked up th! e phone and answered:

" Hey Bianca, enjoy your shower? Or haven't you had one yet?" he asked " You know I haven't as you are watching me!" she replied " Ha Ha, getting clever I see, maybe if you were clever to begin with you wouldn't be in the position!" he shouted back and Bianca realising its true " I am really tired Anthony" she said losing her will " Tired? You have a task bitch!" he said " Now?" she asked " Yes" he replied " OK...." she replied wondering " Your task is to go on the net, find a chat-room, chat up a guy who wants sex, you will meet him tomorrow night and take him back to your place for sex, if you do not then that video you just watched will be uploaded to your new website" he instructed and the phone went dead

She looked around, asking for him to call back, knowing he was watching and could hear, but no response. She logged on to the chatsite where she ! met Anthony, using the same name and the Private Messages came! floodin g, she filtered the soft ones, going straight for the ones with names like "HARDCOCK4U" and "PUSSYNEEDEDTONIGHT", she started talking to a few guys, most wanted phonesex and didn't want to meet as they were abroad or married. Finally she was messaged, a guy 32 from her town, very blatant about wanting to meet for real sex and not for cyber. She spoke to him for a good 20mins, her eyes burning from tiredness as it was nearly 3am, she decided to give him her number so she could lay down and speak to him.

They spoke on the phone, he sounded very stern but very direct almost as if he met girls on a regular basis. He knew what he wanted, dinner and a fuck, no relationship and he will call if he wants another fuck. He gave her instructions on what he wanted her to wear, short skirt and top, usual staples of her wardrobe! She agreed to meet him, in a bar 5miles away. She fell asleep not having a shower and being woken up by Anthony calling.

" Where you meeting him whore?" he shouted " Erm, Glendale, the Apollo Bar at 7pm" she answered completely knackered " OK, you know what to wear?" he asked " Yes" she replied " And you have condoms?" he asked " No, erm I will get some!" she said " OK, I will be at the Apollo Bar, don't acknowledge you know me or the pictures will be on the net, I am just there to watch over you, make sure you're safe" he hung up

Bianca was confused at his caring thought, she ran to the shower getting ready and ran to work, already running late. Her outfit was a halter neck black top and tartan kilt, very short with black heels. She got into the office and looked up at her boss, she totally forgot about him and her last night until she saw his beastly face. She felt ashamed, he was whistling, closing the office door and putting his hands up her skirt from behind. She stood still, he grabbed her black lacy! thong, twisting it around his fist and he pulled hard, it rip! ped off her pussy like tissue paper, he clenched it in his fist and sniffed. She felt sick as he slapped her bare ass and walked away. She walked to her desk, sitting there feeling shocked by what just happened, how did she just stand there and let him do that?

Her boss's phone rang, he answered and then came towards the door, was it for her? He closed the door, wanting privacy and Bianca was relieved. It was Anthony, but not for her, for him, although she didn't know that. Shortly after, he came from his office and told Bianca he had to go, emergency and will be back before lunch, she was so grateful at least she did not have to see him again.

Bernard made his way to meet Anthony at the same pub where they had lunch, he was nervous at the thought he may be beaten up. He arrived and Anthony was there, he shook his hand and handed him a beer, Bernard was wondering what he wanted.

" I know, she wa! s with you last night" said Anthony " Erm, yes for Dinner!" stuttered Bernard " And sex?" said Anthony " Oh, well........ erm" Bernard was getting panicked " Its OK Bernard, she told me, relax I knew before you did, hence why I was not allowed to come to dinner last night" explained Anthony " OH?" said a shocked Bernard " I am lucky to have a beauty like Bianca, she is perfect, but have to accommodate her... needs" said Anthony, like he was a victim " Needs? What needs?" asked Bernard intrigued " Bianca is, well addicted to sex, I can't keep up to her needs. I have resigned myself to accepting that she has a relationship with me and all others it is just sex!" said Anthony " Oh, I see, must be hard on you!" said Bernard concerned " Well, I am not going to lie, it has been hard, but sacrifices need to be made for love" said Anthony almost shedding a tear "I felt happy it was you last night!" " Oh, happy?" said Bern! ard, still uncomfortable with Anthony knowing " Yes, at lea! st she k new you, I met you, you are not a stranger like the others!" explained Anthony " Stranger?" said Bernard, intrigued " Yes, she meets men off the net, strangers for sex, brings them back to her flat, like tonight for example. She tells me who and where, and I, like a loving boyfriend follows discreetly to ensure she is safe!" explained Anthony, lying through his teeth " Tonight?" asked Bernard " Yes, she is meeting a net guy, at Apollo Bar, in Glendale" said Anthony "I will be watching, I find it hard sometimes sitting in bars on my own whilst my beautiful girlfriend is with another man, but it is not like I can bring friends with me for support!" " No, of course not, but I can join you this evening if you like" suggested Bernard " No, I couldn't you must be busy" said Anthony " I insist, you are not alone, you are a good man!" said Bernard as he consoled Anthony " Thank you, I would prefer if she saw more of you!" he said " We! ll, it was a one off... I, well!" said Bernard " Oh, she said she loved it!" said Anthony acting shocked " Well.... she didn't want to leave, but I didn't want her to be late!" explained Bernard " She was a bit upset, hoping to stay the night I was surprised when she called just after midnight saying she was home" said Anthony "She said you were good, but..." " But?" asked Bernard intrigued " Bianca likes it, quite rough, she has a boy full of toys, ropes, gags you name it and she felt you were a bit... soft" explained Anthony "This box is wild, she has this Tickler gadget she brings to work sometimes, its a clit tickler" " Oh, yes.... I caught her with it the other day, I did not know what it was" said Bernard " Caught her? Oh in that study room you mean?" asked Anthony " Yes!" said Bernard shocked at him knowing " It is one of her hideouts where she fingers herself, that and... a toilet in Block A?" said Anthony " ! Right, yes.. that explains it, she went to the post office las! t week a nd was seen in the toilets" said Bernard like he was piecing things together "she took long, but she went to collect something for you" " For me? From the post office? When?" said Anthony really confused " When you called, erm something about 3pm deadline" said Bernard " Oh, she went to meet a guy, he was meeting her and she said he would be done by 3pm" explained Anthony "Bianca hates lying to you, but she would kill me if she knew I was telling you this, I just wanted you to know, it is ok – I know you asked about me before you had sex with her, you too are a good man" said Anthony " Don't worry, I won't say a word, and as for you, whatever you need me to do" said Bernard " I need to get back to the office, shall I collect you from the office at 6pm?" asked Anthony " Yes, I will be waiting!" said Bernard excited

Bernard returned back, he saw Bianca and walked over to her, she was disappointed he returne! d as it meant she had to speak to him. Bernard had other plans, he was angry with her and also lost all respect for what she was doing to Anthony.

" Someone came in this morning, looking for a lost tickler I thought you handed it in to the lost property office?" he asked abruptly " Erm, I did!" she said shocked wondering who could've asked for it " Come into the office, now!" he said commandingly shocking Bianca "Sit!" he ordered " I'm sorry what did the Lost Property office say?" she enquired " Lets not play games Bianca, it was a very expensive piece of equipment, but you knew that I assumed?" he asked " No, I didn't know what it was!" she explained " You have been lying for so long, you forgot how to tell the truth!" he shouted " What? When have I lied!" she defended " You lied by pretending that you were a good girl, now I find out you are a party animal, sleeping with men and drinking like a pr! ofessional!" he replied " That's not.....it's not...." ! she said wondering what to say " That's not what? Not true..?" he said coming close to her face with rage "I saw how true it was last night didn't I Bianca?..... Didn't I?" he said with aggression but low enough for no one to hear " Yes, I am sorry. Maybe, I didn't actually give it in, I think I forgot to" she said " Right, well it's OK I denied any knowledge of you or I seeing it, what did you do with it?" he asked "Did you sell it?" " No, it's at home!" she said "I didn't know what it was!" " Well the guy said it was worth a few thousand, so sell it and to repent we will donate the money to a charity" he said "Either that or I will morally feel I have to report you and you will be sacked" " But, I..." said Bianca in shock knowing it was worth a tenner at the most " It's OK Bianca, you can thank me by inviting me to dinner, maybe tonight?" he said " I can't tonight, I have plans" she said " Tomorrow night then!" he said ! " OK!" she responded realising she had no choice

She went home and quickly changed for her date, she was tired and nervous. She arrived at the Apollo Bar, not knowing that Bernard and Anthony were watching her from afar. Bernard shocked as she approached the male and everything Anthony saying seemed to be true. He was a big guy, very stern and intimidating, Bianca was nervous and tried to start small talk

" So, have you met others before?" she asked " Shut up, I don't like women who speak!" he said " Sorry!" she said, realising she spoke again " Take this" he handed her an ice cube "Now go to the toilets and perk your nipples up, I can't see them" she got up, ice burning through her hand, she picked up her bag "Leave it, I want to ensure you come back, I don't like timewasters!" he said as she handed over her bag

She ran to the toilets, ice melting in her ha! nds, she went into a cubical and pulled down her top rubbing t! he sting ing ice on her nipples which made them rock hard. She put the top back over, her nipples now too sensitive the friction from the top. Meanwhile, her "date" was going through her bag, removing the £50 from her purse. She returned back, he demanded to see how erect they were, she stuck her chest out and he asked her to keep it like that until told otherwise, she realised it was attracting attention.

He stood up abruptly, asking if she booked a hotel, she said no but she lived a short taxi ride away, he granted and walked towards the door, Bianca following him. They stood outside the closed shop next door, he told her he will find a taxi, for her to stand there and flash her tits at a man whilst she waited, he would be watching. She was mortified, he walked across the road, she assuming he was out of sight, but not too sure, he however was watching her, but so was Bernard and Anthony. She saw a guy walk towards her, she felt faint, she grabbed ! her top as he appeared close and pulled her top down, he stopped and stared, however thinking he was a prostitute he walked away hurling abuse at her, making her feel degraded even more.

Anthony was stunned, he didn't make her do that, Bernard was appalled, patting Anthony on the back saying he was sorry and she was worse than he thought. Anthony, came back into role saying he had seen worse. The date appeared back, saying the taxi rank was around the corner and they had to walk, he didn't mention her task. They boarded a taxi and made their way to Bianca's house, followed unknowingly by Anthony and Bernard. The taxi stopped and the date came out, leaving Bianca to pay, she went to her wallet and no money was in there, she was confused but also embarrassed. Her date pulled out the £50 and paid for it, he was not happy that she was expecting him to pay and they walked up the steps.

He grabbed her, spat in her face a! nd threw her into the bedroom, she was shocked and scared, he ! threw he r to the bed, climbed on top of her, slapped her face and ripped off her clothes. She tried to get up but he was too strong, he ripped her panties off and put his hand over her mouth as he inserted his cock into her pussy. Outside, Bernard and Anthony were talking.

" Bernard, you don't have to stay!" said Anthony " I must, for you!" said Bernard in a noble fashion " You are a good friend!" said Anthony " I mean it Anthony, if you need anything just ask!" said Bernard " Well, there is something!" said Anthony " Oh" said Bernard " She, has this fantasy, of being a glamour model" said Anthony " Really?" said Bernard getting aroused " Yes, the thing is, man to man, she thinks I am rubbish in bed, she has never said it but I can tell so if I could do this for her, she might be turned on by something I done, or at least I would feel like a man!" explained Anthony " How will you arrange it?" said Bernard! " I've done most of it, photographer, outfits, but...oh it doesn't matter" said Anthony " But what?" asked Bernard intrigued how he could help " She wants to do the shoot at the library and I wouldn't know how to get access!" said Anthony " Well, I could help, I have the key. It would have to be on a weekend – how long?" said Bernard " I don't want you to get in trouble!" said Anthony laughing inside at how easy that was " No trouble, I am there every weekend, no one comes in" said Bernard " Well, can we do it this weekend?" asked Anthony " Sure, but I have a request!" said Bernard " Of course, what?" asked Anthony " Can I be there, I mean play an active part in the shoot?" asked Bernard aroused by the whole concept " I would really want that Bernard, you are my rock and its not like you haven't already seen her naked!" said Anthony laughing " Well, as we are being honest, over the last few weeks I have imagined B! ianca in all sorts of poses, so if I could direct some of the ! poses I would be grateful" said Bernard " I would actually appreciate that as I don't know how to do this!" said Anthony shocked " Don't worry Friend, I will help you!" said Bernard The door slammed from Bianca's apartment, the guy walking at a fast pace out and past Bernard and Anthony. Anthony said she would be going in the shower and offered to drop Bernard home. He returned, let himself into her apartment. He saw her laying on the bed, she poked her and she turned

" How was it?" he asked " It was rough! He was rough, he threw me around a lot, pulled my hair" she explained " Sound excellent, no doubt I will watch it later" laughed Anthony

She looked at him, it was rare for her to be face to face with him when he talked like that.

" What were you doing flashing that guy?" he asked curiously " He asked me to, I was scared not to!" she said thinking she was in! trouble " Ha ha, you pick them well don't you, first me and now another evil bastard, maybe you have the scent of a pathetic victim who has no will of her own" he lectured " Did you report the tickler missing?" she said changing the subject " Why?" he asked wondering " Bernard said someone reported it stolen, saying it was worth thousands as some prototype contraption and how he covered for me, made me admit I stole it and now he wants me to sell it and give thousands to charity" explained Bianca " Wow, looks like Bernard can smell victim on you too ha ha, jammy old man!" he laughed " Look, where am I going to get £2,000 from" she asked " Savings?" he asked " Yes, but that is for my PHD fees" she said " Well, what will he do if you don't pay?" he asked " Report me for theft I will be sacked!" she said " Well babe, you have to pay then!" said Anthony "Ha ha, jammy old man!" " He is coming around for dinner tomor! row" she said " Oh, nice, I won't come!" he said

He left the apartment, now past 3am Bianca fell asleep. She awoke and got ready for work, she was drained, she wore a really low neck tight top, showing her mid-rift and a black rar-rar skirt. She arrived at work, unaware that Bernard was aware of what happened the night before. He was starting to treat her like a whore, she walked into the office and he asked her to close the door. She closed it, he demanded she came in 15mins earlier so he can have briefings with her as her performance was slipping. She looked at him stunned.

He asked her to parade in front of him, he looked at her attire then clicked his fingers abruptly saying stop, wiggly his fingers calling her to him. She walked over to him, wondering what had got into him and why he had changed. He gave her boobs a good squeeze and ass a loud slap, then pulled her skirt up from the waist but about 2inches making it even shorter. He told her that as he no longer trusted her,! she would not work on the front-desk until she gave over the £2k and until then she was on cleaning duty. Cleaning in a packed library full of horny students all with their camera's out.

She went to the library and started to wipe down shelves, the protection of a desk between her and loads of horny males gone, she felt vulnerable like a piece of meat tossed out to hungry lions. She was paranoid constantly turning to look over at people who had a camera. Bernard was standing watching her, clicking his fingers occasionally calling her over, which amused the audience and made Bernard feel accepted as "cool" which spurred him on even more to do things to humiliate her more. She heard him shout her name and click his fingers for the 18 th time, she ran over and Bernard told her someone dropped a coke, near the science area and to follow the student talking to him who will show him where and to use an old rag as it was on carpet so a mop wouldn! 't do.

She panicked, there was no! way she could bend down in that skirt, she asked if she should ask the students to move, where Bernard replied "Why? They are studying!" she following the student who had a smirk on his face. He took her to the far corner of the Science section, her rag and bowl in hand, she realised a crowd of about 10 guys around a table realising it was there she was going, all else was clear so she was alone in that corner. The guy pointed under the table a large spill and got on her knees, a sight met by jeers from the crowd, she was asked brazenly to smile as a guy pulled out a camera phone in her face and clicked, she was not smiling. They looked as she stared at the spill "go on then scrub!" said a guy behind her, she crawled under the table, her ass in the hair, her skirt rising over her cheeks.

She heard clicks of camera's, one guy saying that his will definitely get the highest ratings on the UNILIBRARYSLUT site, another saying that he chose the outfi! t she was wearing, impressed that the site was turning dreams into reality. She started to soak up the liquid and ring it out into the bowl, the students now all coming under clicking from different directions. She was going as fast as she could, dying to get out of there. Then a hand was placed on her ass, she turned and pushed it away, but then they all started, she felt two hands around each thigh, pulling them apart and she looked seeing another guy place his camera in between her legs filming, she couldn't close them as their grip was too tight. She was getting sweaty rubbing the floor, it was nearly done.

Then a guy in front of her asked her to pull her top down, she looked at him and looked away finishing off the last part of the floor. Then she felt his hand on her hair, pulling her face up, in his other hand was her bowl of soaked liquid, "do as you are told or I spill the bowl", she sat up facing him, his camera ready for the perfe! ct shot but others filming. She pulled her top down, the guys ! getting excited all having a squeeze. She looked at the camera, he demanded she smiled, she obliged as she saw the bowl tipping, the camera clicked and he was happy. Then he played with his phone for a second, changing it to film mode.

" Right, look at the camera and rub those nipples, stop rubbing and the bowl goes, understood" said this dark haired 20yr old, she nodded "good, now repeat after me, word for word, if you feel upset, then cry, I want to capture the moment and rubbing those tits" she nodded

" I am Bianca Jenkins, the Uni library slut" he said and she repeated. " I am a worthless slut" the guys laughed, she repeated, looking down ashamed " I am born to obey men" the guys were laughing louder, she repeated and closed her eyes to hold back the tears " Right now, Sparky; Rizla; Tango and Spaceman09 have me trapped under a table" she repeated " Making me do this video" she repeated won! dering where this was going " So they could win the UNILIBRARYSLUT video competition" she repeated and a tear rolled down her face.

They stopped filming, and all cheered at the main guy, patting him on the back saying they would definitely win and all started to get up leaving her, she straightened her clothes and heard liquid spilling as the bowl was slowly tipped and the all ran off laughing. She burst out crying, realising that all of that torment was for a stupid internet video competition, that was all her dignity was worth.

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