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 (Ff, Fdom, whip, obj, Hum)



   The Anti Slut By Phoenix Arrow

   Chapter 1



   Let me tell you, at 25, I've got it all down packed.  From the short
skirts, to the revealing tops, to the ass swaying walk.  I know how to
tease men to insanity and that's exactly what I do at the office.  I love
the way I cause the men to salivate over my body, it seems so devilish. 
Most of it is harmless fun.  I never allow myself to get involved with
anyone at the office.  My goal is to move up in the ranks without sleeping
around.  But if you can have a little harmless fun, then why the heck not.

   Most of the other girls at the office noticed my flaunting behavior and
have a real dislike for me, but Kim is different.  She was warm to me from
the beginning and since we're the same age, have become good friends.  So I
was very happy when towards the end of the day on Friday she approached my
desk.

   "Hey Erica, how are you doing?"

   <Sigh> "Kim I can't wait for the day to end, I'm exhausted."

   "Don't worry, its almost over.  Remember your coming over to my house
later for dinner."

   "Oh, I almost forgot.  I could use a good meal.  Then we'll have a great
time clubbing."

   "Sure, we'll meet back here after work."

   After work finished, we both drove to her apartment.  She had been
trying to get me to try her cooking ability ever since I poked fun at her
for over cooking a TV dinner.

   When we arrived, she told me to make myself at home as she worked on
preparing the food.  She handed me a glass of wine as I sat on the couch
and watched some TV.  As I heard the noise of pots and pans banging in the
kitchen, I realized that the TV was becoming increasingly fuzzy.  As I
tried to squint my eyes to improve my vision they just closed all the way
and I was out cold.

   When I came to, I was in a dark room with a little light coming from
under the door.  I tried to move my arms but realized they were tied.  When
I tried moving my legs, they were not only tied, but spread wide.  The cool
air over my body told me that I was completely naked and the softness of
the surface I was laying on told me I was on a bed.

   Within no time I began to panic and called for help.  After half a
minute of yelling, the door opened and a light was flicked on.  It took my
eyes a minute to adjust to the light.  When they did, standing at the foot
of the bed was Kim.  She had a very expressionless look to her.  I looked
around and realized that this was Kim's room and that I was on her bed,
completely naked, and tied spread eagled, with my legs spread obscenely
wide.

   I looked up at Kim "Kim, www..whats going on?  Why am I tied up like
this?  Help me get out.  Why aren't you helping me?  Kim..."

   "Shut up slut!"

   "My mouth hung open, she had never talked to me like that before."

   "If I were to untie you now you would have learned nothing.  You have
been a very nasty slut Erica.  I see the way you strutted your nasty self
all over the office, making the men drool over you while caring nothing
about your self image or the other women at the office.  Well I've had
enough.  Someone has to teach you the proper way to act and that someone is
going to be me."

   She then walked over and opened her closet.  She reached inside and
pulled out a long, thick, whip.

   My eyes became very wide as she approached.  She walked to my right side
and stared down at me.

   Realizing what was soon to come I desperately pleaded with her.  "Oh
Please please Kim, don't do this to me.  I am your friend, please it'll
hurt me real bad, you don't have to do this, I promise to act better at the
office..."

   She raised the whip "This is for your own good."

   "Please Kim don't....ahhhhhhhhh!!!!"

   She had brought the whip down over my breasts and I immediately screamed
in agony.  The pain was immense.  I now knew for sure that this was no
joke, she had actually whipped me.  She seemed to have paused to give me a
chance to get used to the pain.  As I opened my eyes, I looked down at my
chest and began to choke up.  My once perfect breasts, the ones that guys
would drool over, now had a long red welt across them.

   I looked up at Kim just in time to see her lowering the whip again over
my breasts "ahhhhh"

   This time she didn't pause, she just continued to savagely whip my
breasts until they were covered in overlapping angry red welts.  When she
was satisfied that they had had enough abuse, she began to move down,
whipping my belly, then my hips, then concentrating on whipping my inner
thighs.  This was the worst.  Though she never hit my pussy, one of my most
sensitive areas is my inner thighs, and she seemed to whip me the hardest
here.

   By now I was almost hysterical, screaming like a mad woman as my body
was on fire.  Then she moved to the front of the bed and paused again. 
After a minute I calmed down just enough to look between my legs at her. 
She had her arm cocked back.  I began shaking my head frantically screaming
"NOOOOOO"

   When she hit my pussy, I blacked out.

   When I came to, the clock in her room told me that I had been out for
over 2 hours.  The light in her room was still on and I looked down at my
body.  Still naked and tied spread eagle the entire front of my body now
had bandage tape all over it.  I was a little relieved at the sign of some
compassion on her part, then became very angry.  How could she do this to
me?  She was my friend, and for what?  Because I had flaunted myself a
little at the office?

   My mental questioning came to an abrupt end when Kim walked through the
door.  She was carrying a can of shaving cream, and a razor.  I made a
pathetic attempt to move away as she came into the room and this caused her
to notice me awake.

   "Ah so your awake, good, we can continue." She walked up to the edge of
the bed and knelt between my legs and removed the bandage that was covering
my cunt.

   "Ok, now before we can continue, you first have to be shaved.  A dirty
whore must be shaved before she can begin a new."

   I had already had a neatly trimmed bush.  This allowed me to wear
bikinis and sexy underwear.  She put some shaving cream on her hand and
then applied it to my pussy.  I couldn't believe this was happening.  I had
never had another woman touch me there before, but now Kim, my once good
friend was feeling all over the place as she lathered up my pussy.  The
whole time, she just had this expression like she was doing some ordinary
chore.

   Then she took hold of the razor and brought it to my pussy.  When the
blade first touched my skin, I jumped.

   "You better hold still, unless you want me to cut something, that would
be very unfortunate."

   I then became very still as she began to shave away all the hair.  She
even grabbed hold of my cunt lips and lifted them up to make sure she got
everything.  Then she brought a towel and wiped my pussy clean.  I now felt
more naked than I had ever been as the cool air touched my hairless pussy.
Worse, I felt like a little girl rather than a grown woman.

   She then collected the cream and razor and walked out the room.  She
soon returned with a large plastic bag and placed in on the bed between my
legs.  I looked at the bag, then at her with a confused, scared look.  What
evil thing did she have planed next?

   "Ok slut.  Now I figure that part of the reason why you dress and act
the way you do is because you like to tease men into thinking they can fuck
you.  So if men begin to realize that fucking you a'nt all its cracked up
to be, then they wont want to screw you as much and maybe, just maybe
you'll stop dressing like a tramp."

   She then reached into the bag and pulled out the largest dildo I had
ever seen.  It was black and had to be about 12 inches long and 4 inches
wide.  My eyes became wide as I realized where she was planning to put that
thing.  I again became frantic "Oh Kim, please don't put that thing in me,
it'll kill me, please have mercy!"

   While I was pleading she had placed the dildo on the bed and walked over
to one of her drawers.  She reached in and pulled out a type of leather
harness with a ball in the middle and a buckle on either end.  I wasn't
sure what the purpose of it was until she began fitting it around my head
with the ball in my mouth.  Then she tightened the buckle behind my head. I
was effectively muzzled.

   She returned to the foot of the bed and picked up the dildo again.

   "Now I think you know where this is going.  The goal of this is to
stretch your pussy.  I will be adding larger and larger dildos as your
lessons continue until I am satisfied that the nasty cunt of yours is too
wide to pleasure even the largest of men.  This way men wont pursue sex
with you anymore and hopefully you'll start to dress more appropriately."

   She reached into her bag again and pulled out some lubricant, than began
spreading it all over the dildo.  After she was finished, she put the
lubricant away and placed the tip of the dildo at the entrance of my pussy.
I began to plead with my eyes and made loud noises through my gag as she
paused briefly before my anticipated agony.

   Then she threw all her weight against the dildo and shoved it into my
pussy.  I scream as it stretch me like I never had been before.  After a
few second I looked down and saw that only 7 inches had gone in, yet I felt
completely full.  She then slowly began pulling it back out, only to shove
it harder than before and I screamed again.  This time 9 inches was inside
me.  I was now crying freely as she pulled it out again and pushed back
hard....10 inches, pull....then push....11...pull...then push...11 1/2
....pull.....then push.  Finally she had gotten all 12 inches of plastic
into my stuffed pussy.

   I was now shaking and breathing heavily as I felt more full than ever in
my life.  I looked down and could see just the base of the enormous tool
lodged in my cunt.  I never knew I could accommodate such a thing.

   Kim then covered me with a blanket and patted me on the head.  "Ok dear,
you get some rest now.  We'll continue in the morning.  She then turned off
the light, and walked out of the room.  Leaving me to fall asleep with a 4
inch wide, and 12 inch long dildo buried in my cunt.



   --------------------------------------------- Chapter 2

   I couldn't sleep the whole night.  I mean what woman could?  Especially
when she was tied naked spread eagled on a bed with fresh welts all over
her body and a 12 inch dildo stuck in her pussy.  Well thats exactly the
predicament that I was in.  My good friend Kim had apparently drugged me
and forced me into this position, all because she apparently didn't like
the way I flirted at the office.  Well like it or not, I had no choice but
to wait till morning to see what she had next in store for me.

   Despite my discomfort, I had managed to eventually fall asleep.  When I
finally awoke, light was coming through the window.  As I made to yawn I
was quickly reminded of the gag that was still in my mouth.  I looked over
to the clock on Kim's night stand and it read 2:00 pm.  I couldn't believe
I had slept that long.

   Since I had nothing else to do, I simply waited for Kim to come to my
room.  After about half an hour she finally walked in with a very casual
look on her face.  "Well its about time, I thought you were going to sleep
for ever.  Now how about we see how last nights punishment is healing."

   She walked up to the bed and pulled back the sheet to reveal my bandaged
body.  I began to panic as she picked up a pillow and placed it over my
face.  "Don't worry, I'm not going to suffocate you, I just want to see
your scars before you do." She then placed the pillow over my eyes and soon
I could feel her pealing off the bandage tape away from my breasts, then
she moved down to my belly, then to my inner thighs.  When she was done she
announced "Hmmm, not bad, it should heal nicely."

   As she began to remove the pillow, for the first time I could just how
much she had bruised me.  My skin, my perfect, sexy skin was now cris
crossed with horrid angry red welts from my thighs to my once proud
breasts. It would be months before I could wear any revealing clothing
again.

   I began to sob through my gag as I took it all in.  Kim sat on the bed
next to my face and cradled my head.  "Shhhhhh, it'll be ok sweaty, it is
for your own good.  We need to make your skin look unappealing for men in
order to help curve your sluttish behavior, don't you agree?"

   In the confusion of the moment I shook my head, not realizing what I was
doing.  She seemed to take kindly to this and started to remove my gag. 
Enormous relief came to my jaws, which caused me to momentarily smile. 
"Now Erica, I took this off because your behaving yourself, don't give me a
reason to put it back on." I simply nodded.  "Now I am going to untie you.
After I do, I want you to put on your clothes from last night.  I've folded
them up neatly beside the bed.  Then we are going to do a little shopping.
Oh, and your going to keep that dildo inside you, so don't remove it."

   It was really painful to get my clothes on.  Every time the fabrics
would touch my skin it would hurt.  An even a bigger chore to walk outside
with a 12 inch penis inside me.  Luckily she wanted to drive.

   She drove use to the mall and we began shopping for my new "appropriate"
wardrobe.  Thank goodness my skirt and blouse were able to conceal the
welts on my thighs and breasts.

   We eventually bought several long dresses that went down to my ankles,
plenty of sweaters, big old fashioned bra and panties, and several pairs of
flat shoes.  Kim made me pay for all of these of course.

   Then, instead of going back to her place, she drove to my apartment.  I
let her inside and she went straight to my room and opened the closet. 
"Tisk tisk tisk.  No wonder you dress the way you do.  All your clothes are
so sluttish.  All you have are short skirts, tight blouses and whorish bras
and panties.  And look at all these shoes, all with at least 2 inch heels.
Go get me a garbage bag."

   I returned shortly with a garbage bag from the kitchen.  As she told me
to hold it open, she began to dump my clothes into it.  After about 15
minutes, and 5 garbage bags, almost all my wardrobe was gone.  All that
remained in my closet was my shortest micro skirt and a string bikini top.
I was a little confused as to why she would leave them there, I mean that
skirt barely covered my ass.  She saw my quizzical expression.  "You may
have noticed the skirt and top, I just wanted to leave you a reminder as to
what you once used to slut around in."

   She began to restock my closet with the newer, more modest clothing. 
Then she walked into my bathroom and started throwing out all my perfumes.
When she was finally satisfied with all the changes, we went back to the
car and drove to her apartment.

   By now it was getting late and she insisted I get to bed.  "I'm sure the
whore in you wants to go out to a club this Saturday night a find as much
cock as you can, but your going to have to learn to put that past behind
you.  Now get undressed and lay down on the bed."

   When I hesitated, she made like she was going for the whip in her
closet. Within moments I was laying naked face up on the bed.  She walked
over to me and much to my displeasure retied my wrists and ankles to the
bed posts.  Then she reinserted the gag into my mouth.

   With my pussy exposed she knelt between my legs and examined the status
of the dildo.  About an inch had managed to slip out but most of it was
still in there.  She then suddenly grabbed the base of the fake cock and
yanked it out of my cunt.  As she did there was a loud "POP".

   Initially I felt relieved at finally having that enormous thing out of
me, but very quickly I started to realize how incredibly empty I now felt
inside.  I am pretty sure that Kim was now starring into a gapping whole.

   "Erica, it looks like your pussy is stretching very well indeed." She
then got up and walked out of the room with the dildo.  After a minute she
returned with a new paper bag.  I instantly began to loath what was about
to come.  She reached into the bag and pulled out........another gigantic
dildo.  This one was even larger than the last one.  It must have been 13
inches long and 5 inches wide.

   As she began to lube it up I stated to panic.  "mmmmmm....mmmmmm"

   "What's that Erica?  Is there something wrong?  Oh, you mean this thing.
Don't worry, I'm lubricating it real good."

   "mmmmm...mmmmm..mmmmmm" As she began to bring it towards my pussy I
squirmed like mad.  "The more you move around, the more this is going to
hurt".  I held still as I braced myself for my latest torture.  Within
moments Kim threw all her weight into the dildo and like clock work an
unbearable scream of agony came from me.  This time only 5 inches went in.
She began to duplicate the action of pulling out and pounding back in,
almost like a fucking action.  Slowly more and more would go in.  I was
actually feeling my hips widening as 9 then 10 inches made its way into me.
After about 30 minutes Kim had finally gotten all 13 inches of fake cock
into my horribly dilated pussy.

   I had since long gone horse from screaming and simply lay there heaving
and completely drenched in sweat as Kim patted my head, turned off the
lights and wished me goodnight.



   Kim pretty much left me alone tied to her bed all day Sunday as I
continued to be tortured by the enormous 13 inch cock.  The only thing she
did do for me was remove my gag as I promised I would be a "good girl" and
stay quiet.  I tried my best, but when you have your pussy stretched by a 5
inch wide penis, you tend to whimper from time to time.

   Except for when she would feed me, she never entered the room.  By night
fall I heard her foot steps approaching the room and a feeling of dread
over came me.  She opened the door and had an even larger paper bag with
her this time.

   As I began to squirm, she came to my side and fitted my face with the
gag yet again.  I now knew that this could mean only one thing, she was
going to give me an even larger dildo.

   She walked back to the foot of the bed, picked up the bag and dumped its
contents onto the bed.  I looked at what there was: A razor, shaving cream,
a small plastic bag with something shiny inside it, and...and....  NO
DILDO!

   An enormous wave of joy came to me as I realized that I would not be
stretch more tonight.  If the gag would have let me, I would have been
smiling as I felt Kim removing the dildo from my expanded sex.  After a
minute or two she finally reached the tip and as it came out, another
humiliating "POP" could be heard.

   I just laid there trying to comprehend the weird sensation of my pussy
feeling like it was going to collapse on itself.  But that feeling was soon
replaced as I felt something new being pushed into me.  I frantically
looked down and saw Kim sticking here hand into my cunt.  With very little
effort she started to slide her entire hand in and didn't stop until she
went just past her elbow.

   I just laid there in shock.  I couldn't believe that another human being
had their arm up my cunt.  And the worst part was that I could hardly feel
her.  The only time was when she would wiggle her fingers inside me.

   "hmmmmm, not bad, not bad at all.  It appears that the dildos are
working.  Soon you'll be so stretched that even the largest of men won't be
able to have pleasure in you."

   This brought tears to my eyes.  I had always been proud of the fact that
I had a nice tight pussy.  It would always get guys to come back for more.
Now my pussy was becoming ruined and stretch to horribly dimensions.

   Kim withdrew her arm and it was all slimy and slick.  She used a towel
to dry her arm.  Then Kim started to examine my Labia lips.  I couldn't
understand why.  After a couple of minutes of lifting and pulling my lips
for a mysterious reason, I began to get frustrated and close my eyes.

   Suddenly a blinding pain came from my right labia and I screamed like
mad into my gag.  Within moments I felt another intense pain in my left
labia and I just past out.

   I woke up the next morning to the sound of an alarm clock.  At first I
wasn't going to touch the clock, but then I noticed that I was no longer
tied.  When I yawned I realized that I no longer had the gag either.  My
final realization was that I was actually in my own bed room.

   Was it a dream?  Did I imagine all those things Kim did to me?

   I thought for a moment, then pulled the sheets off my body.  Sure enough
I was naked, and still covered from tits to hips in whip marks.  I then
remembered the intense pain that I had felt the night before and I quickly
looked down.  What I saw brought me to tears for a countless time.

   Kim had pierced both my labia's, and going through both and connecting
them was a small key lock.  Kim now completely controlled my pussy.



   ------------------------------------------ Chapter 3

   After a brief crying session, I looked over to the clock, 6:50am.  Then
I realized that it was Monday and that I needed to get to work.

   I got up and walked to my dresser to get myself a pair of panties and
bra.  When I opened the drawer, all I could see were the giant panties and
bras that Kim had bought for me.  Having no choice I put them on.  Then I
opened my closet and saw all the long dresses and unflattering blouses and
sweaters.  In the corner was the skimpy micro skirt and bikini top she
left. I was definitely not going to wear those so I put on a gray dress and
a white blouse.

   I looked in the mirror and saw a very unsexy girl looking back.  There
was hardly any skin showing, no cleavage, no nothing.  I looked like my
grandmother.  The only good thing about it was that no one could see my
whip marks.  In any case, this was all I had to wear so I finished getting
dressed and drove to work.

   Outside of the pleasantly surprised looks on everyone's faces,
everything went pretty normal.  I even heard several of the girls
commenting "Well, it looks like the office tramp decided to dress more
professionally for a change." "Ya, its about time." "But don't you think
she's went a little over board?" "Ya, but at least now there's less to look
at!" This was followed by giggling.

   I tried to avoid Kim.  I just couldn't face her after what she had done.
But at around lunch time, when I was sitting with some co-workers at the
cafeteria, Kim sat at our table.

   "Hello Erica, how nicely dressed you look today, new style?"

   I just looked at her with a mixture of hate and fear.  Then I noticed
something.  She was wearing a new necklace.  My eyes began to widen as I
saw the key that was attached to it.  I then looked at her face and she had
a very knowing smile.

   Towards the end of the day Kim walked by my desk and dropped a piece of
paper on it.  After she left, I opened it.  It simply said to go to her
house after work.

   As I sat in my car for twenty minutes begging myself not to go, I
eventually realized that I had no choice.  If I ever wanted to free my
pussy, she would have to be the one to do it.

   I arrived at her house, and with trembling fingers rung the doorbell. 
After a minute Kim open the door, and matter of factly let me in.

   She quickly told me to undress and stand in the center of her living
room.  I hesitated.  I was contemplating if I should make a stand right
here, right now.  Kim abruptly turned around and went to her room.  When
she came back out with the whip I was already standing naked.

   I saw a little smile on her face, before she began examining the scares
of her whipping 4 days ago.

   "Your healing quite nicely slut.  Your skin heals very quickly.  Lets
hope that you learn to stop acting so whorish at the office and I won't
have to punish you again." I gulp at these words.

   She then knelt between my widened legs and unlocked my pussy.  She put
the lock on the table and told me to sit on a chair with my legs spread.

   With trepidation I did as she asked.  She went back into her room and
came out with an infamous brown bag.  She reached into the bag and pulled
out a now familiar gigantic dildo.  This one was the same as last time.  13
inches long, 5 inches wide.  When she began lubing it up I tried to plead
with her.

   "Listen Kim, you don't have to do this.  I've learned my lesson.  I
won't dress like a cheap slut any more.  Please, don't do put it in me..."

   "Shhhhhh.  Stop whining Erica.  I have to do this.  The only way you
will stop acting like a tramp at the office is if no man wants you, and one
way to do that is to stretch you pussy, and it won't get stretched by
itself.  Now here's how things are going to go for the next few weeks. 
Every night you will come to my house, where I will unlock you pussy,
followed by the insertion of a dildo like this.  You will go home and sleep
with it inside you until morning, where which you will come to my house
before work.  Then I will remove the dildo and relock your pussy so you
wont be tempted to get laid at the office."

   I became numb as she laid out her plans.  The numbness was short lived
as she finished lubing and placed the head of the dildo at the entrance to
my pussy.

   And so that's pretty much how it went for the next month.  Every morning
I would get dressed in plan unrevealing clothing, go to her house, get my
dildo removed, get my pussy locked, go to work, then to her house to get
unlocked, then get a dildo reinserted and go home with it in me.

   Pretty soon men were flirting with me less and less.  And since I was
dressed the way I was, I would have to use my intelligence to attracted
them, and that was a lost cause.

   After every week Kim would slightly increase the size of my dildo.  By
the end of the month I was up to 15 inches long and 7 inches wide.  My hips
and cunt got so stretched, that Kim was now able to put both her arms into
me all the way past her elbow and I still could barely feel her.

   This routine was finally changed after one month.  When I arrived to her
house after work I stripped as usual and stood before her.

   "Hmmm, I think your mostly healed Erica.  Your skin looks almost as good
as new and your body still looks fantastic.  I think its about time to test
whether or not you've finally learned how to handle yourself at the office.
How about it Erica, do you think you are ready?"

   "Oh yes yes, I am definitely ready!"

   "We shall see." She then knelt between my legs and unlocked my pussy. 
"Ok, now take these pink panties home with you.  You are to wear these to
work tomorrow.  On top of them you will be wearing the black micro skirt
and bikini top.  This should be the ultimate test of whether you can
control yourself or not."

   I looked at her as if to voice some objection, I mean I would be totally
humiliated going to work dressed like that.  But one look from her caused
me to bite my lip.

   "Do you understand whore?" I lowered my head and shook it yes.

   That night I went to bed without an object in my pussy for the first
time in over a month.  I was actually having problems sleeping.  I felt so
empty.  By 2 in the morning I had gotten fed up and shoved a flashlight up
my cunt to get some sleep.

   By morning I was refreshed.  When I got up to get dressed, I saw Kim's
panties on my chair.  I then remembered the outfit she expected me to wear
to work.  I opened the closet door and there it was.  It was far and away
the sexiest thing worn in over a month, and would definitely be a challenge
to hold myself from flirting or being hit on by the guys.

   After I put on the top and skirt I looked in the mirror and saw a street
walker looking back, not a woman who was about to walk into an office.  All
of my legs and the bottom of my ass was showing, and my tits were almost
falling out of the cups.  But if I wanted Kim to leave me alone, then I had
to do as she said.  I got in the car and drove to work.

   When I got to the garage, I started getting hoots and calls as I walked
to the elevators.  When the door opened on my floor I took a big gulp and
walked out.  As I walked to my desk a wave of silence followed as everyone
of my co-workers stared.  My face was beat red by the time I got to my
desk.

   For about half the day I didn't move from my spot, I was too
embarrassed. I began to notice an abnormal amount of guys were coming up to
my desk to hand me papers.  I soon realized they were all trying to get
good looks at me.  When this realization first hit me I smiled to myself,
then I got very angry.  "I have to control myself.  Be strong and just get
through the day."

   I even skipped lunch so that I could stay out of the cafeteria. 
Eventually I did have to get up and go make copies.  On the way to the copy
machine Greg and Phil, two fellow co-workers, stopped me in the hall.

   "Well hello Erica, dressing well today." Greg said as he was looking me
up and down.

   "Ya, is that the new office fashion?  I wouldn't mind seeing more of our
female workers dress like you".  Phil chimed in.

   "Oh buzz off!" and I tried to get past them, but before I could Greg
stopped again.

   "Oh before you go, management wanted me to give you this file." When I
reached out to take the file Greg dropped it, walked past me, then stopped
and looked back.  Those creeps!  They had dropped the file intentionally so
they could watch me bend over to pick it up.  Well they were in for a
definite disappointment, I am a changed woman.  I simply kneeled down to
pick up the file, denying them anything good to look at.

   I rose with a smile and a sense of accomplishment.  Greg and Phil simply
turned around in disappointment and began to walk away.  As I began to walk
my hand suddenly opened and the file fell again.  I paused for a moment. 
Why did I just do that?  Greg and Phil had now stopped and were looking
back with curiosity.  I felt their eyes behind me as an old feeling began
to come back.

   With a mixture of fear and excitement I slowly began bending down at the
waist.  Soon I had grabbed the paper but held my bent position for a moment
longer as I knew my pink panties were now in full view.  Then I stood back
up and quickly walked away.  I could hear them high fiving behind me.

   The copies that I was suppose to be making were for Mark, another
coworker.  When I was finished making them, I decided to hand them to Mark
personally.  Mark is a shy man who doesn't have very much luck with woman,
so when he saw me walking towards his desk his eyes almost popped out.

   When I placed the copies on his desk and began explaining what they
were, I couldn't help myself from bending over and giving him an eyeful of
my bikini covered tits.

   By the end of the day I had managed to give every guy plenty to look at.
All the attention and teasing had gotten me extremely horny, so when Greg
ask if I'd like to have a drink with him I didn't hesitate to accept.

   Within no time we were back at my house, on my bed, ripping each other's
cloths off.  I needed to be fucked so badly.  As I sucked him to hardness
he roughly played with my tits.  When he was hard he placed himself between
my legs.  As I waited for him to enter me he suddenly shouted "What the
Fuck?" He looked down and examined my stretched out pussy.  A great panic
engulfed me as I remembered.  "Listen Greg, uh...I..I can explain...."

   "Dame bitch, this is the largest fucken twat I've ever seen.  You must
have been fucked by a bull, you really are a slut.  Wait till every one at
the office hears about this." He then turned me over and began fucking my
ass.

   I began to scream for him to stop as the pain was overwhelming, but he
wouldn't.  "Shut up slut, I need to fuck something tight."

   Soon he was coming and I simply laid there, whimpering from the pain and
lack of any pleasure.

   After he rested a moment, he fucked me again in the ass, then got
dressed.  As he was ready to leave he slapped me hard on the ass "Thanks
for the fuck slut but I'll be telling everyone at the office that they
won't want to be fucking your pussy any time soon." He laughed out loud as
he walked out.

   I continued to lay there for hours after that, crying my eyes out.  I
had felt so used, so humiliated.  And worst of all, I had betrayed myself
and Kim.  She was right, I was a total flirt and a slut at the office. 
Then I knew what I had to do.  I got dressed in conservative clothing,
grabbed something from my drawer, put it in my purse and drove to Kim's
house.  When she answered the door she looked at me as a mother to a little
girl who had just been very bad.

   I just threw myself at her feet and cried.

   "Oh Kim I'm so sorry.  You were right, I am an uncontrollable flirt, and
when you finally gave me the chance to show my improvement I acted like a
complete slut."

   I simply laid there in heap at her feet for a minute crying.  Then she
suddenly reached down, lifted me up and sat me down in a chair.  Kim then
went behind me and whispered into my ear.

   "Shhhhhhh!  There there, its ok, I understand.  When ever men begin
looking at you a certain way you simply can't control yourself.  So
whipping you again won't solve anything.  We are going to have to prevent
men from seeing you as appealing.  So tell me my little slut, do you have
any ideas?"

   I sniveled one last time, then reached into my purse and pulled out the
object from my drawer, a pair of scissors.  She took the scissors from my
hand and began cutting my hair.  My long, beautiful blond hair.  The hair
that I would always twirl around seductively at men was now falling to the
floor in pieces.  When all I had left was a crew cut Kim went into her
bathroom and returned with the razor and shaving cream.  Soon my head was
completely bald.

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   That all took place five months ago.  Since then I have been totally
reformed by Kim.  I always wear long wool dress and sweaters were ever I
go. I always keep my head bald and have tried wearing big black glasses
instead of contacts.  I have also moved in with Kim so that she can keep a
better eye on me.

   Greg did tell everyone at the office about my stretched out pussy, but
at least it has insured that none of the guys will try to hit on me.

   Even so, a tramp like me can't be too careful.  Kim and I have
permanently locked my pussy.  When she had put the lock through my labia
lips and locked my pussy for the last time, she handed me the key.  I
looked at it for a second, then flushed it down the toilet.

   I have since thanked Kim many times over for reforming me.  She simply
brushes me off, commenting "That's what friends are for".

   I am very lucky to have a friend like her, always willing to do so much
for me.  Which reminds me, I need to go to her so that she can insert the
new larger dildo into my ass, were finally up to 5 inches wide!  As I said,
a tramp like me can never be too careful!



   The End!







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