Wrecking the Homewrecker

Jasmine pays off her debt

While his lesbian pet turned sister was off at a party eating more pussies than the past playboy turned sissy had ever seen in his life during his many flings. He was dealing with more cocks than all his flings combined had ever seen, half of which he didn't even see as they fucked his ass rather than his face. The only break other than when Bernice had stopped by he got was when Suzan had dropped by to feed him his lunch, another bottle full of that pink sissy shake which had made up his only real sustenance since becoming Jasmine. He had by now gotten off just short of 80 cocks and he was utterly exhausted, so much to the point where Suzan had to disengage the mechanism from the large dildo shaped nozzle allowing Jason to just suck his lunch out rather than needing to work for it, and even that was something he could barely do. What he did with the last cocks could barely be called sucking anymore, he just didn't have the energy for it. Instead he just allowed himself to be used as a human fleshlight of sorts, allowing the cocks before him to use his mouth to get off but it could hardly be called a blowjob anymore, not that any of the guys minded, it was still more than worth their five bucks.

Asides from being utterly exhausted, Jason's mind was also in a complete sex fuelled daze, a mixture of after orgasm bliss and continued pleasure as much to his shame despite his soreness, his prostate getting hit over and over and over again was keeping the arousal going near permanently. It was something Suzan didn't fail to pick up on either as she worked in a chuckling taunt. "Well well Jasmine, it looks like you really do love paying me back don't you? I was definitely right that you would pay for cock rather than expect to get paid for it. In any case since you love getting fucked so much, like a complete sissy slut, or well since you're getting paid now I guess you're a sissy whore, you can afford to give me a big tip as a thank you for providing you with such a fun payment option. I think a hundred bucks would be a nice bonus and I'm sure your Mistress won't mind missing you a little longer. In any case, let me help you become a little more presentable again shall we? It would be a real shame to hide those freckles you're working so hard to pay me fore and with so much cum on your face I can barely see a single one." Suzan grinned as Jason could only groan, it meant he would have to suck or get fucked by twenty more cocks, the most embarrassing part of that realisation being that at this point it hardly made a difference how many cocks he still had to get off. He had no idea how many he had taken care of already so if Suzan had just made him take care of twenty more cocks without saying he would have never know. It was devastating to think that twenty cocks more or less, nearly all the players on a field during a football game hardly made a difference at this point. Taking on every field player of both teams during a football match sounded huge yet right now it was no longer a big deal.

Whatever the case it was completely out of his hands cause Sally like Suzan had just pointed out wouldn't care, in fact she would probably think it was great and encourage the woman. After all Sally herself always went out of her way to make sure he had plenty of cocks to please. What made it extra painful was the firm reminder that this was all just for the permanent disfiguration of his face. Some may find these freckles cute, but to Jason they were nothing but a horrifying permanent change for the worse a permanent reminder of his life as Jasmine if he ever got out of this mess which was seeming less and less likely with each day to the point where he had pretty much given up hope. After all the way he was being treated was getting to him more and more as once again proven by the fact that he actually grew a little more turned on still when Suzan decided to clean up his face the same way Bernice had, with her thick support hose clad foot.

Suzan's feet smelled even worse than Bernice's did, and the thick nylon of her support hose was a lot better at absorbing the thick coating of cum covering his face than Bernice's sheer nylons had been. While it meant that they would clean his face a lot faster, it also meant that he had to suck all the harder when Suzan laughingly stuffed her toes into his mouth to get her nylons cleaned up for a next wipe. In the end that made them worse than Bernice's had been as it left him sucking up a lot more of the woman's foul foot sweat. A scent and taste which much to his horror only fuelled his arousal after all the intense conditioning he had been through. And even now, with a cock ploughing his ass, rubbing over his prostate, pleasure was continuing to be linked with the smell and taste of sweaty feet.

Once his entire face had been wiped clean and all the cum of countless men had been sucked out of the fabric of Suzan's sweaty support hose, she finally left him alone again. Although he wasn't left alone for very long as almost as soon as Suzan was out the door, a guy stepped in already unbuckling his pants, presenting him with yet another cock in no time. Just like that the small reprieve was over and his day returned to a blur of countless cocks, coming and going, using him as a fleshlight for a quick orgasm in exchange for a cheap five bucks. It all passed by in a daze of pleasure, soreness and sheer exhaustion even the shame having numbed out near the end. All Jason wanted the longer this went on was a break, just a moment to rest and eventually after he didn't know how many cocks or how much time that was exactly what he got.

Unlike what had been happening ever since he got locked up in this room, there was no cock to replace the one who had just dumped its load all over his once again cum soaked face. A few moments later the guy fucking his ass also seemed to be done, and as his ass remained empty for over a minute, he figured there was no cock replacing the last one who had dumped its load either. Strange as it was, it left him feeling uncomfortably empty inside as his butt was left gaping and leaking cum down in the funnel below. Dazed as he was, it barely registered what was happening and why it might be happening, at least until Sally barged into the stall at his front side with a big shit eating grin as she saw her once jock of a stepbrother look like a complete dork covered in cum. "Well well sissy Jasmine, it looks like you had quite the day didn't you? I bet you're pretty sad that it's over now, but don't you worry dork, you have weekly salon appointments and I'm not paying for any of them, so this is most definitely going to become your home away from home. Now lets get you cleaned up a little so we can go home." Sally announced as she dropped a plastic bag on the floor in front of him for some reason.

It's purpose soon became clear though as she fished out what looked like a sock. A very worn sock at that as he could smell when she wiped it across his face only to discard it into a second plastic bag and fish out another belonging to a completely different pair, and as he could smell also belonging to someone else entirely. Just like with the first one Sally just wiped it down his face, soaking up the cum then dropped it in that other bag. She pulled out socks, stockings and pantyhose of all kinds, all having one thing in common, that they were well worn. Some he could clearly tell were Sally's, other's were Bernice's, but still others he didn't know, some smelled familiar, like they were from someone who had already shoved their feet in his face, while others he hadn't smelled at all before. Sally kept pulling them out until his front was clean enough to her standards, only to take her bags behind his bag where she cleaned up his read end in a similar fashion, ending her job there by shoving a large plug up his gaping ass.

Wiped as clean as the socks could get him, and plugged up to prevent more leakage, the wall finally opened releasing Jason from the position he had been pinned in for what seemed like forever by now. Entirely spent and exhausted as he was, he needed Sally and Suzan's help to even get up, something the women had no issues helping him with, even going as far as to give him a change of outfit, dumping his ruined cum soaked clothes into yet another bag before helping him out to the car. It was anything but an elegant mince on his part, but Sally didn't mind, in fact she thought it was hilarious to see him walk bow legged from all the cocks he had pleased over the course of his very long day here at the salon.

The road home passed by in a daze with Jason taking a nap out of sheer exhaustion, and for once Sally didn't bother to pester him any further. She was just ecstatic that her sissy project had had to deal with 130 cocks and although her expectations and demands were very high, she too knew that Jasmine had hit a sheer physical limit here. It's why she just worked on getting the sissy into bed as quickly as possible, helping her upstairs when they got back home, stripping her out of her new outfit, giving her a sponge bath, then helping her change into a nightie before guiding her to bed and hopping up on her chest to feed her another one of her sissy bottles with the mechanism disengaged so it went down with as little effort as possible. With a big grin she then just left the room tomorrow would probably need to be a quiet day, but she had some fun things planned for her sissy nonetheless. Just confronting her with what had happened once she was clearheaded again would be a blast, and there was plenty to confront her with, after all she still had the collection from those funnels, a bottle with nearly a pint of cum to feed the sissy, plenty to give her another stomach full of cum. Oh she couldn't wait to see Jasmine's face when she showed it to her.

Back in his sissy room, with a sore throat, a stomach full of cum, a sore stretched out ass, equally filled with multiple loads, Jason was fast asleep out of sheer exhaustion. He himself had had so many orgasms that more than half of them had been completely dry, not that he had the mental capacity left to really process that anymore, he had just been too spent. Then again, even his sleep wasn't a full reprieve as his mind inevitably drifted back to the events of the day which basically meant that his dreams were filled with more and more cocks face fucking him or fucking his ass.

Cunny's party ends

Meanwhile a few hours after Jason had gotten tucked into bed, the time for Jessy to head home had finally arrived. Like his day had been filled with countless of cock, hers had been filled with countless of pussies, then again each and everyone of her days had been filled with this much pussy, just not such a wide variety. The only breaks she had gotten and eagerly taken from the torment of this new device punishing her for every bit of arousal, were Bernice's bathroom breaks which were rather plentiful with all the champagne she had slut bring her. They were by far the most embarrassing degrading moments of her day, especially since Jessy had to admit they had also been the highlight of her day, to the point where she ended up wishing that Bernice would have to pee soon every time the torturous shocks were becoming a little too hard to handle.

It pained her to think she had stooped about as low as slut had, aching to be used as Bernice's personal toilet the same way slut ached for the way older woman's farts. It was disgusting, but then again she could still mainly blame the device for her actions where Slut really needed them to get off. Besides all the shocks she went through proved that she didn't need Bernice to get off unlike slut. She didn't need the piss either, just Bernice's pussy for the device to no longer punish her, although she couldn't help but fear that over time she would grow more and more dependant on Bernice and that becoming like slut was starting to sound very realistic. Besides, whether she needed it or not, it hardly made her feel better about the fact that she grew horny out of her mind serving as the woman's piss toilet despite the fact that she had had a very recent orgasm. Still she needed the reprieve from the shocks too much to try and minimise her exposure to Bernice's pussy to slow down how fast it got to her. It was absolutely devastating to think how being this way older fat woman's toilet was a reprieve from having her orgasm put at the centre of attention for countless hot men and women, but it was Jessy's reality now.

Each time Bernice had used her mouth to relief her bladder, she had subtly upped the pressure a little, training her pet to swallow a little faster each time until she could just keep up with the regular pressure of Bernice letting go without her needing to bother to hold back at all. Jessy had hardly noticed it, each and every time her focus had just been on swallowing it all so she didn't have to rejoin the party covered in piss, and each and every time it had been hard but manageable. For Bernice on the other hand it had been a huge added comfort to no longer be required to think about anything at all when she used her pet's mouth as a toilet which made it an even more solution for her. The idea of using her whenever and wherever she wanted without even needing to search out a bathroom was amazing, but it would take a few more tests without spills until she felt secure on that front.

When Bernice had prevented another woman from sitting on her face after the last one had left it, Jessy assumed that it was to tell her she needed to go to the bathroom and to ask if she wanted to come along. Instead no questions were asked all Bernice said was. "HEEL!" and with that Jessy got down on all fours, making her way off the padded table to crawl up to Bernice's side. Slut was standing at Bernice's other side as they all faced Elisabeth who Bernice was saying goodbye to. It did clear up Jessy's confusion as it looked like they were leaving rather than going for another toilet break. If anything that was even better news as it would make for a more permanent end to this torment rather than just a break, more permanent in the sense that at home there were way less pussies to deal with meaning she would probably get to spend a lot more time in her safe space, in between her owner's legs. It was mortifying to consider that her safe space, but like it or not, that was what it was.

It took for Bernice to start walking back to the front door for Jessy to realise that the party was really coming to an end now. It was way less crowded than it had been during her several trips through the crowd and as they stepped outside it was dark already. Although her last orgasm had been mere hours ago Jessy's was hornier than she had been this morning and it only got worse as well when her place in the car once again ended up being the foot compartment of the passenger's seat, right in between Bernice's legs with her face pressed into the woman's old hairy pussy. Her arousal went through the roof, smelling and feeling her owner's pussy up close despite it being one of the worst she had to endure all day and after being stuck underneath the majority of the women at that party that was saying a ton.

Nevertheless Jessy was in heaven when Bernice said. "Alright bitch, you've done a very good job making me look good in front of others today, and a job well done deserves a fitting reward. I've been without that tongue of yours way too long now and seeing you eat out and get played with by all those people has gotten me rather worked up as I'm sure you remember from eating my pussy clean after I took a piss. In any case, as your reward, you have my permission to give me as many orgasms as you possibly can on the way home, so make the most of it. If you do a really good job you might even be able to earn yourself another orgasm before bed time. With the amount of pussy you ate and the pee you drank without spilling a drop, you've put that hundred point mark well within reach once more, especially now that you'll be earning double for each orgasm, and I'm sure going to need to relief my bladder again before going to bed. In any case, your orgasm is in your hands, or should I say your tongue." Bernice chuckled, rewarding her bitch as if giving her orgasms was really the highest honour for her pet. Jessy was well aware of how obnoxious that sounded, yet she was ashamed to admit that it was the truth. Already more desperate for an orgasm than she had been this morning and the device on her own clit having once again started to edge her the moment Bernice had taken a seat, she needed that orgasm bad enough to do anything. Points were all that mattered to her now and her owner had just given her an amazing opportunity to earn them, an opportunity she really did plan to make the most of. Despite how utterly exhausted she was, the thought of getting her owner off over and over again reinvigorated her enough to give the woman's pussy her all, making her dive in as if she was hungrier for Bernice's orgasms than Bernice herself, and in a way she definitely was. She really was becoming that cunt hungry bitch the woman had promised her she would become, but right now she didn't care. She cared only about getting Bernice off as she moaned and groaned to edge after edge of her own.

By the time they finally arrived home Jessy had gotten Bernice to five orgasms, getting all that pent up arousal out of her owner to the point where Bernice was pretty much glad to be home so she could get a little break. After all it wouldn't be nice to go back on a reward given, not that her pet would be able to do anything about it, but still, it was not the kind of pet owner she wanted to be. Besides it was kind of hilarious to really need a break while her pet was working so incredibly hard for just one measly orgasm. The whimper Cunny let out when she got out of the car, preventing her from giving her even more orgasms was just the cutest. Especially when it got cut short quickly when she just cried out. "HEEL!" only for her pet to swiftly return to her side, her face dripping with pussy juices as she looked up yearning for more so she could get more points. After all she had been brought at least to a tenfold of edges compared to Bernice's orgasms, and probably way more than that still not that she had bothered to keep count, there were just too many too close after one another.

Although Jessy wanted to earn more points, enough points for an orgasm of her own, she was pretty pleased with what she had accomplished. Five more orgasms for Bernice meant ten more points for her, and another ten when Bernice needed to use the bathroom again as she had already made her mind up that she was going to join the woman and make sure to swallow every last drop. Too horny to miss such a big chunk of points and after the multitude of times she had done it by now it had become less of a revolting thing she had only done out of sheer desperation this morning, and more of a new part of her life as Bernice's bitch. It wasn't any less revolting or degrading, but it had also become more of a habit for her by now which was arguably worse. She just hoped that that would amount to enough points for her to own an orgasm of her own cause she doubted that she could fall asleep without one despite how utterly exhausted she was. This new device was not only a game changer when it came to Bernice's control over her pleasure, but also how incredibly aroused how incredibly fast it was able to get her. In that sense she guessed she should be glad to get to act as Bernice's personal toilet because without those big chunks of points there was no way she would ever get to an orgasm a day, let alone two like she would get now. Orgasms which were more than needed not to make her go crazy with lust.