Arcane Whore Pt. 02

To call my sleep restful or pleasant would be a joke. I was tormented by nighmares all night long. In the most vivid and memorable of them I found myself kneeling in a circle of faceless men, their massive cocks all pointed at my face a desperate need in me to make all of them cum, to keep them from getting angry with me. Another dream was of me standing naked on the stage in the center of the club, my foot chained to the stripper pole. A line of men waited, cocks out for me to suck them off in front of everyone in the club, the laughter and jeering from the croud was loud and mocking. People called me a whore, a slut, a sissy, a dirty fucking hole, a fuck toy.

In another dream I was tied up on a bed, my legs spread and Silas stood over me, he was stroking his cock and laughing when I pleaded with him to release me. He got onto the bed and between my legs placing his cock against my tight ass. He laughed harder when I had cried and pleaded for mercy. Then he had started up the vibrations of my cage and watched me twitch and struggle to cum. He had told me that I would beg him to fuck me. Had told me I would beg him to make me a woman, to use me like one.

The dream had ended with me still pleading for mercy, the sinking feeling of knowing that he was right settling on me. The state I had been in before when my cage had been vibrating and he had left me like that, I knew that I would have done anything if it meant I would have been given release.

Another part of my mind wondered what it would be like to get fucked, to feel his cock in me, to be a woman but these were fleeting thoughts.

The most confusing of the dreams however involved strange images, flashing sensations, urges and sounds. The feeling of fingers tugging at my nipples, the aching sensation one of confusing pain and pleasure. Another being the feeling of something stroking against my ass, teasing my tight hole, it felt incredible, the wet slick sensation of something soft but firm slowly pressing and circling my hole the threat of pressing deeper constantly there. There were many variations on these feelings, and they never seemed to go for long, and there were hundreds of them. Strangely none of them focused on my cock. In all of the dreams it was always caged, and I was always pushed to the edge of cumming before the dream changed again denying me even in my dreams.

I woke up suddenly with a yelp and immediately felt the ache of my body hit me as I sat up rapidly and found that my hand was on my cage tugging at it.

I let it go and fell back onto the bed groaning as the aching of my cock had only gotten more intense. It was like a constant itch that I was unable to reach, nothing I did made it any better.

After wallowing for a time I got up to respond to nature's call and had the humiliating experience of sitting to pee once again. As I sat there however I looked up and saw myself in the mirror over the sink and I stared at what I saw. Something had changed.

Once I was finished I stood up and got closer to the mirror and carefully studied everything I could see. My face looked different, softer somehow. My nose was definitely smaller and cuter, my cheekbones were more pronounced maybe? My chin was thinner possibly. All of it was subtle but it looked like there had been a bunch of very small changes made and it had made me look slightly more feminine than before.

I also realized soon after I finished studying my face, that my chest ached. I took some time to really study it but was fairly certain my nipples had changed slightly, the tips getting slightly bigger, and while I still had what was undeniably a flat chest, it almost looked like my pecs had changed shape, becoming slightly pointed.

This set me off to study every other part of myself and this meant I found many other very small alterations to nearly every part of my body. Really subtle things like my fingers seemed thinner, my balls felt and looked slightly smaller, and either my waist had gotten thinner, or my hips had gotten wider, or possibly some small change to both.

Once I stopped finding new small changes, I struggled with how I should feel about it. What did it mean for the future as this had to be the result of the alterations I had gotten the notification about. What did it mean that it was changing me into a more feminine person, would it eventually mean I would lose my dick? Could it do that? I guessed not as after re-reading the description of shaped by desire it said it wouldn't change any core biological aspects.

I continued to stare at my face and wondered what the next changes would be, what I would look like when that skill reached level eight, the maximum for tier one. How would it feel to be changed into a woman with a cock?

The idea of it cause me to feel a truly uncomfortable amount of conflicted feelings and as I was unwilling to confront the crisis I was having with my sense of self, I tried to ignore my pounding heart and racing thoughts and focus on the present issues. I checked the time by looking at my stove as I had no other clocks in my place and saw that it was eleven fifty. I only had ten minutes before Silas had promised to show up again and start the experimenting once again.

To get ready I put on the only clothes I had, brushed my teeth and washed my face, then tried to comb my hair into something slightly more organized with my fingers and had very little success. As I did I saw yet another change I hadn't already noticed. My hair had definitely grown at least an inch or so since it had been cut the day before.

As I was musing over what that would mean and imagining how I would look if my hair continued to grow that fast, a knock came from my door. A feeling of overwhelming fear and panic hit me and all of the feelings from the day before that I had been trying to ignore and not think about came back in seconds.

I took a few deep breaths and tried to calm myself down then approached the door knowing that I couldn't leave Silas waiting for long.

Pulling the door open I tried to keep myself from shaking and I looked up into Silas's grinning face.

"Looking good slut, the changes are already noticeable. We should be able to get you to the next skill level today to keep the changes coming. But to start things off you are gonna be learning how to dance. So come follow me."

He waved a hand and turned to leave just expecting me to follow him.

Learning how to dance didn't sound too bad, though doing it in heels wouldn't be easy and I didn't imagine he would be letting me take them off for this. It also would have been nice if I could have gotten any other clothing. Something less like a sheer nightgown would have been appreciated.

Walking after Silas I felt the real effects of my terrible night of sleep. My whole body ached and it took barely any touching on my cage to send waves of confusing sensation through my body. It craved attention but any attention it got just caused me discomfort and pain. It was terrible.

Doing my best not to moan in discomfort and frustration I followed Silas, walking as quickly as I could to keep up while wearing the tall heels. We went down through the building and into a basement VIP room with a small stage and pole.

Standing on that stage was a tall and absolutely stacked woman with long blonde hair and a gorgeous face. She was wearing a loose cropped t-shirt and some tight leggings, but also a pair of thick chunky stripper heels taller even than mine.

"This is Sasha. Sasha this is Remi. Now I want you to listen to everything Sasha has to tell you and follow all of her instructions, for every skill you unlock and level you gain I will pay you one hundred credits, if you dont manage to unlock anything you will be punished. All clear? Great. Now get to shaking that ass."

Silas didn't even wait to hear if I had a question, and left with a smug grin on his face.

I turned to look at Sasha and blushed as I realized how I must look. There was no way she thought I was an actual girl, and here I was in a dress and heels having been told to shake my ass.

"Alright Remi we are gonna start with stretching. Stretching is one of the most important things you can do to keep yourself ready for whatever you will be asked to do here. It will never hurt to be more flexable and can only assist with your ability to dance. Correct me if I'm wrong but you dont have any dance experience?"

I shook my head and stared down at the heels I was standing there in and imagined stretching in the clothes I was wearing, there was no way Sasha wasn't going to see everything if I did. It wasn't like my caged up cock was exactly big, but it was a noticeable bump in my panties. How would she react to that, would she laugh at me? Make fun of me? There was no way she wouldn't do something like that right?

"Ok then, we need to get you something different to wear for this. Come over here you can borrow a pair of my shorts and a tank top, it looks like it will fit you."

I gratefully went over and took the offered clothes, a loose and flowy tank top and a pair of very short and loose on me booty shorts.

"Thats all I have with me." Sasha said almost appologetically.

I shook my head and looked up at her.

"These are way better than what I have. Thank you." I mumbled and became more and more self concious as I spoke. My voice sounded strange when I heard it. Not very different but not the same as it had been. It was slightly higher pitch and breathier, though the breathiness might be beacause of my own lack of confidence.

She just nodded and respectfully turned away from me to give me a bit of privacy to change of which I was incredibly grateful.

I quickly disrobed and pulled on the shorts and tanktop she had given me. The tank top was thankfully tight enough that it fit me alright, but I had to tighten the ties on the waist of the shorts. Sasha's hips and ass was way bigger than mine.

It did feel nice though to be wearing something other than a skimpy dress.

"Alright then lets get to stretching." Sasha said as she noticed I had finished getting dressed.

I nodded and followed her over to the stage.

The next couple of hours were both frustrating and also strangely pleasant. Sasha was a good teacher, much better than any other one I had ever had. She also knew a ton about what we were doing and could easily answer any question I had.

She first led me through a series of increasingly difficult stretches and pushed me to reach my absolute limits. I had never been especially flexible and had certainly never stretched like this ever before so it was all new to me and my aching body fought me the entire time.

Sasha taught me a stretching routine and made me run through every part of it over and over again before we moved on to the next part. When we finally did the whole thing in one continuous sequence my whole body felt like it had been wrung out and pulled from every direction. My arms and legs felt like noodles. As I stood up from the last part of the routine and stared at Sasha the frustrating part of the situation reared its head once more. My cock twitched and strained against my cage as I stared at Sasha's ass in her skintight leggings. It looked so fucking sexy I had a hard time looking away.

- You have unlocked the general skill: Stretching -

I stared at the notification and as I sent my thoughts towards it I realized I was unable to accept the skill, I still wasn't allowed to do anything with my own skills or status but I imagined that Silas would likely want to have me accept this skill as it seemed like one that would likely combine well with many others he wanted me to get. It was crazy though that I had earned the unlock for it so quickly. Sasha had only been teaching me for around an hour. Normally it would take days of practicing something under the teaching of someone who already had the skill to get the unlock, or it could take weeks if you were trying to earn it without instruction.

I felt my cock twitch and strain against my cage and knew my fast progress had to be from the aspect multiplier granted to me by the cage and the simmering sexual frustration I was feeling constantly. While I would have done nearly anything in that moment to remove the cage and to have been given permission to cum I couldn't deny that having a x10 multiplier on skill and class eperience was really something else.

Sasha then spend another hour starting to teach me some really basic concepts of movement, she had immediately saw how hopeless I was in my heels and spent a good amount of time simply teaching me how to walk, and having me practice balancing and teaching me how to do squats and other leg strengthening exercises which would help me out with everything I was trying to learn.

By the end of the second hour I hadn't gotten another notification for any other skills but I thought that was likely due to all of the simple shit Sasha was trying to teach me that was only tangentially related to dancing.

We took a quick break to eat some protein bars that Sasha had, they were incredibly filling and she said they had mana infused ingredients, they supposedly had enough nutrients in them to give you all you needed for a full day. She gave one to me and didn't seem to care about the cost of them. I knew food like that was incredibly expensive, and each of those bars was probably worth around fifty credits each and yet she didn't seem like she wanted me to pay her back or anything. I guessed that she must make enough money at the club that 50 credits wasn't enough for her to bother worrying about.

After eating we returned to some more stretching before dancing again. She moved on from simply walking and training me to not look like a stumbling idiot in my heels to actually dancing. She went through what she called a really simple stage routine which used the stripper pole and had her crawling on the sides of the stage.

I attempted to replicate what she had done with very little success, even though she was very encouraging I felt like a complete idiot the entire time I was practicing. Over the course of another two hours I went through the routine over and over, spending most of my time restarting and practicing specific difficult moves again and again until I could at least make a passible attempt at them. By the time Sasha told me that we were done for the day I was completely worn out, my legs were terribly sore, and my feet felt like they were going to fall off. I was sore all over everywhere and covered in sweat.

But as Sasha was telling me that I could hold onto the workout clothes and get them back to her when I managed to clean them I spotted another pair of notifications and felt a small thrill of excitement.

- You have unlocked the general skill: Dancing -

- You have unlocked the general skill: Fitness Training -

I had never seen the skill Fitness Training before but I figured it was probably because I had never had formal training in anything. But the other unlock was far more exciting as it was likely the one Silas had been hoping I would get and that meant I might get some kind of reward. I knew exactly what I hoped that reward would be but I wasn't sure how lucky I was going to get.

"Thanks Sasha, I just unlocked the dancing and fitness training skills, you really are a great teacher."

"Well you aren't a bad student, you learn fast and you don't complain like lots of others do, so this was a breeze. I'm sure we will be seeing a lot of one another for a while so Ill see ya around."

She gathered up her things and left me there wondering what I was supposed to be doing next. I was not left waiting for long.

As soon as Sasha left the room, another woman walked in. Mimi from the day before waved me over to her.

"Come on, I am supposed to get you cleaned up and go over your makeup with you again. Silas mentioned he was pleased with you progress so far but would be even happier if you could unlock the makeup skill today as well."

I got up wincing as I stepped onto my sore feet and slowly made my way over to her.

"Feet hurting?" She asked and I quickly nodded but said nothing, not wanting to bother her with my complaining.

"Well you wont be standing on them for a while so you will have time to recover."

Her words were strangely ominous and I had to imagine that meant I would be on my knees soon. In spite of all that I was happy about how much progress I had made already. It gave me some hope for the future even though I was trying not to think too much about the main things I would need to be doing soon enough to continue progressing. I didn't let the feelings of awkwardness and fear bring me down I had worked hard and made really good progress today.

I also carefully avoided looking at Mimi's ass as she walked ahead of me, watching Sasha demonstrate dance moves for me over the last couple hours had been a special kind of torment. My state of arousal was something I couldn't stop thinking about. I had an almost constant urge to reach for my cock, to touch it in the hopes that I would feel even a sliver of relief. I restrained myself as best I could as I knew it was useless to attempt, I also knew it was the main reason I had made so much progress that day already.

Mimi brought me back to the same locker room and makeshift beauty salon as the day before. Once inside Mimi turned around and opened up the bag that she had been carrying with her rummaging inside of it and taking out several objects and placing them on the bench beside her.

"So this is not going to be pleasant but it is something that Silas has directed me to have you do. You are going to need to have an enema. Several in fact, he said that you will need to know how to do this for yourself as it will be a necessary thing for you to do every day before you see clients."

My face heated up and I felt a mixture of humiliation and fear wash over me. No he couldn't be serious. If he wanted me to do that... it meant he wanted me to do far more than just suck cock.

I nearly fell over as my body trembled, and I held back tears as I felt just how helpless I was to control anything about my life or what was done with or to my body.

"It's not that bad really, its uncomfortable and awkward as fuck but you will get used to it. We all have to do it. Silas also insisted that I watch you do it this first time to make sure that you actually do it and do it right."

I stared at her feet as I stood there, the two of us were practically the same height, but she was so incredibly sexy and confident and looked so good in her tight red dress. I couldn't help compare myself to her and felt the disparity between us was incredibly obvious and made me feel small and lesser.

"Why is he doing this... who would want someone like me when there are actual women like you here." I said quietly and felt several tears escape and run down my cheeks.

"I can't say I understand exactly what Silas's plans are. But I can say that you must not be seeing the same thing I am when I look at you. Sure you are a bit skinny, no tits or ass at all, but you have a very cute face, and if you actually learn to act with a bit of confidence you will be much more attractive. I know there are plenty of guys who are into sissies so you will probably have lots of interest at the club."

She said it like it was something I wanted, like I was nervous about not being wanted by guys. It made me want to scream, none of this was what I wanted.

As my heartrate increased and I tried to keep calm I couldn't help but stare at Mimi's perfect tits as she stepped closer to me with a concerned frown on her face. The painful pressure increase on my cock as it strained against the cage was just one more reminder that I was not in control at all.

"I don't want guys to want me... I like women... I didn't want to be like this." I said, my voice cracking and sobs taking over as the last words came out.

Once they started I couldn't stop them. I put my face in my hands and cried, the sobs making my whole body shake.

"Oh honey, I'm sorry." Mimi had gotten closer and had put a hand on my shoulder and then lifted my chin with her other hand.

I stared at her and her kindness and pity made it worse. I sobbed even harder but didn't resist as she pulled me into a hug. She felt so nice as I wrapped my arms around her and cried on her shoulder.

She held me like that for several minutes making calming noises and rubbing my back gently. It was the nicest and most comforting thing anyone had done for me in years.

Eventually I cried myself out and pulled back seeing the wet mark I had left on her shoulder and wincing as I considered how this must look. There was no way Mimi would ever see me as anything other than a weak little sissy now. I felt some regret because of that but I also realized that realistically it wasn't like she would have probably had any interest in me anyway even if I hadn't been given this class and changed this way so it wasn't like I had lost any kind of opportunity, and the brief moments of comfort had allowed me a brief moment of release, even if it was an emotional one.

"Thank you." I mumbled and wiped at my face.

"Of course. I had no idea. Silas told me nothing other than to teach you. It's way more fucked if you never wanted anything like this. Are you even gay?" She asked me.

"No... at least I don't think so." I said in a small defeated tone.

"Ah fuck... that is rough. I know some girls who have worked here who didn't like guys, it definitely makes the job much harder. Thing is though I think most of us who work here get a general disdain for most men after a while even if we are into them. That's just the job at a certain point. The good thing is we get paid really well and we are kept way safer than lots of others I have heard about. Some places are absolutely barbaric with how they treat their girls. If you don't mind telling me, how the hell did you end up like this?"

What she said made sense, there was no way you could do this kind of work and not have some level of disgust for men. None of that made me feel any better about my situation though, best it did was make it feel even more inevitable.

When she asked me about my situation I had no reason not to talk so I started talking.

I explained how I had been desperate, needed money or I would have ended up dead, how I had been part of the unclassed and a part time gang member, and how I had gone to Silas with the hope that I would get some kind of way out. How he had removed my general skills and how he had given me the class Arcane Whore.

When I said the name of my class I saw Mimi's eyes widen and her mouth fell open.

"Oh holy shit, no way." She said putting a hand to her mouth.

"What?" I asked.

"He gave you that class? Thats fucking crazy, he has been trying to find someone able to bond with that class shard for years. I have heard how it has really fucked some people up when their body or whatever rejected it. It even killed some people. I have no idea what his plans are for you but I know now why he is spending so much efforts on training you and giving you so much attention, its cause that class is supposed to be insanely rare and unique, like if you manage to get beyond the start with it you will become one of the most sought after prostitutes in the city."

Her words confirmed many of my suspicions and also made it really clear that I was not going to be getting out of here any time soon, that I would likely be Silas's slave in all but name for the forseeable future. I cursed myself once again for having made the choice of coming here and making the desperate choice to throw away my freedom.

"Ah fuck, we dont have a ton of time left." Mimi said as she looked over at the clock on the wall.

"Silas said you needed to be ready by six, it's almost four and if we need to get you clean and done up its going to take a while. I'm really sorry but you need to get in there and fill this up with water and put this up your ass." Mimi said her face looking slightly worried as she looked back at me.

With a sigh knowing there was no point in resisting I took the bag and nozzle from Mimi and walked into the showers with a sense of resignation and the thought that if I was going to have to get fucked I would much prefer to be clean for it so I might as well get the job done.

A half hour later I was finished, I had done a full flush of my insides four times, it had been humiliating, uncomfortable and incredibly awkward as Mimi had to instruct me in how to do it and had watched the whole time, though thankfully she didnt look as I emptied myself out in the toilet. Also it was good that the nozzle that I had used was very thin and not all that long, it had felt incredibly awkward putting it in, but Mimi had given me lube to use which had helped.

After finishing Mimi told me that the equipment I had been using was to be my own personal ones that I would be expected to use every day before starting work, but thankfully I would be allowed to do so in my own room and wouldn't need to have someone watch me do it.

Mimi came over to me after I put the kit back into the bag she had told me was for all of the things she was going to give me today.

I got into the shower and due to my own ignorance I had to be told by Mimi what the proper order of using the different body scrubs, soaps, oils, shampoo, and conditioner was.

Once I finished washing myself and stepped out of the shower I smelled so good and felt so incredibly clean inside and out I relished the feeling for a short moment. But then I remembered the reason why I had been prepared that way and the nerves returned to ruin the feeling.

Mimi helped me apply the lotion meant to slow down hair growth to my body after saying that we needed to hurry up, her hands stroking me and rubbing my lower back and my legs was incredibly distracting. Thankfully she didn't say anything about the small moan I couldn't hold back when I rubbed the lotion around my cage. I also was thankfull that she refrained from saying anything about the cage at all.

Next once I was back in the salon chair wearing a robe, Mimi pulled out a makeup kit telling me that it would be mine to use on myself after today. She then began going over all of the parts of it with me and explaining their purpose and how to put them on. She had me put it on myself with close direction and said that I had done a passable job before telling me to wipe it all off and redo it. She wanted to see if it actually was possible for me to get a skill that quickly.

Fourty five minutes later and three applications of makeup removed and a fourth redone with some minor alterations by Mimi I got another notification.

- You have unlocked the general skill: Makeup Artist -

I blinked in surprise at how fast I had gotten the skill. I hoped this meant that Silas would be happy with me.

When I told Mimi she nodded and stared at me with a calculating look.

"You have some kind of boost to your experience for class skills dont you?" She asked.

I just nodded not wanting to go into the specifics. She responded by just nodding and then proceeding to teach me about nail polish next and instead of having me practice she quickly applied a dark maroon red to my finger and toenails that was similar to the lipstick I was wearing.

Once finished she waved a hand and I felt a faint tingle of mana over my skin and I saw that my nails were all dry.

She didn't even bother to explain what skill she had used to do that with instead telling me that I needed to get dressed because Silas would expect me to be ready in less than ten minutes.

She then pulled out a thin and silky dark maroon dress that was a tube that she carefully slid over my head avoiding messing with my makeup. It was strapless and very tight around my middle. The bodice pushed at my chest attempting to make something that looked like cleavage.

Mimi then pulled out a red lacy silk thong and I slid that on as well. Once I had tugged the skirt down around my hips it only barely went past my ass. It was very tight and hugged every part of me.

I turned and looked at myself in the mirror and for a moment I saw a woman standing there I didn't recognize, quickly understanding what I was looking at but not really getting it all the same.

I looked really pretty. The makeup we had done was more extensive than the day before, my hair was glossy and looked like it had gotten much longer than just an inch. My shoulders looked thin and feminine, my waist was more clearly defined with the tight dress and it even looked like I had a little bit of ass, though this was likely due to the dress more than reality.

I stared at myself and struggled to come to terms with what I was seeing. Part of my mind rebelled and hated it, screaming that what was happening wasn't right, that I hadn't chose this. But another part saw the feminine shape and felt a rush of pleasure, of excitement. It was strange, I didn't know why I liked it so much. I had never even considered what it was like to be beautiful.

It froze me in place for a good minute, and Mimi seemed to understand that something was going on but left me to figure it out.

"I look pretty... what the fuck." I mumbled to myself.

"Yeah, you do." Mimi said with smug satisfaction.

"Just like I was saying earlier, if you dress up right and if you move and act more confident and feminine you make a really pretty girl."

I stared at the proof of what she was saying in the mirror and couldn't argue with her.

"I can tell you are having a moment, but time for reflection is up. Silas wanted you to go to his office."

Mimi's words shocked me out of my dazed introspection and I remembered that I would be the subject of Silas's experiments tonight. The thought sent a chill down my spine and I wished desperately that I had any kind of say in what happened in spite of knowing I didn't and it was useless to wish.

Following Mimi out of the room we headed down the halls and quickly arrived at Silas's door, stepping inside and standing before his desk as he sat there with a unfocused stare, clearly going through the menu's of his system.

With a distracted wave of his hand Silas dismissed Mimi who left without a word.

I stood there in front of him nervous, my mind racing with the thoughts of what he was going to do to me next.

Suddenly notifications popped up on the edge of my vision, Silas was accepting the new skills I had unlocked.

- You have learned the general skill: Stretching -

- You have learned the general skill: Dancing -

- You have learned the general skill: Makeup Artist -

"You did well today, you earned yourself four hundred credits. I will pay you for each of the skills that you unlocked, even the one I wont have you take. This is to be clear me making your incentive for working hard and learning quickly incredibly clear. I will continue to pay you for unlocking skills and for getting levels in them as well."

He smiled at me and I got the notification of being paid four hundred credits.

The pleased look on his face broadened as his eyes ran me up and down slowly. It was so blatant and obvious it almost felt like he was touching me.

My whole body shivered as the feeling of him staring did confusing things to me. Part of me was so incredibly tense and nervous it was simply magnifiying everything else I was feeling, I felt incredibly vulnerable and strange staring at the man who would undoubtably be shoving his cock into my mouth again soon. But I also felt a strange thrill of excitement, a confusing sensation I didn't understand or really know how to handle.

Silas was oblivious or just indifferent to the mental turmoil I was in and in a much more focused and serious tone he started speaking.

"Alright so for tonight the priorities are for you to learn some general skills for sucking cock, so you will have a chance to earn some more money. But I am also going to start training your other hole as well, so the first thing you are going to do is bend over my desk, spread your legs and reach back and spread your cheeks."

I felt my stomach drop and I had to fight the urge to scream and run. It would be pointless for me to try. So instead I froze in place and stared at Silas unsure of how I was going to make myself do what he had just told me to do.

"Now!" Silas snapped, his voice sharp and clipped. He snapped his fingers and pointed at his desk and stared at me with a heartless and uncompromising expression that told me I was going to do what he said and there was nothing I could do to stop it.

I jumped at the sharp words and shuffled forwards reluctantly. My body felt sluggish some part of my mind was screaming for me to run, to fight to do anything but submit to what he had told me to do. But the knowledge that it was useless overpowered those urges.

I sniffled and tried to blink away tears as I slowly bent over and put my face on the smooth wooden surface of his desk, the feeling of helplessness and vulnerability was overwhelming and the humiliation of it was all I could think about as I reached back with trembling hands, not even needing to lift my skirt due to how short it was, simply bending over showed off everything.

"Pull the panties down." Silas said his voice unflinching and emotionless.

Holding back a sob I did as he ordered and slowly slid the silky fabric down my smooth and trembling thighs. Every moment, every movement in which I didn't resist him felt like I was complicit in my own coming violation and it made the humiliation of it all so much worse.

"Arch your back and spread your cheeks wider."

Wordlessly and with trembling hands I did as he ordered. The feeling of a cold breeze between my cheeks and cage made me shiver and instinctively clench my ass tighter.

I nearly screamed but managed to bite it back to a gasp and whimper as I felt Silas standing behind me and his hand stroked the underside of my ass cheek.

The slightly rough sensation of his fingertips dragging across my sensitive skin made my whole body shake. As his fingers squeezed lightly and cupped the underside of my asscheek, spreading me even further open I had a sudden and incredibly strange feeling of arousal surge through me that sent my overwhelmed and confused mind spiraling even further.

The feeling of being controlled and completely at his mercy was overwhelming, and clearly some part of me enjoyed the feeling as I felt my cock twitch and I felt the familiar ache of it trying to harden in its cage.

Taking a deep breath I took refuge in the strange sensation of arousal, I blocked out all the fear, humiliation, and self doubt, and simply focused on the feeling of Silas's fingers as he gripped my ass and spread me open.

As I did this I felt my body relax slightly. I didn't have any control so there was no reason for me to fight. I didn't need to make any decisions or do anything. I simply needed to wait for Silas to do whatever it was he was going to do to me.

His hands continued to stroke and explore, lightly dragging over the inside of my cheeks, tapping against my tightly clenching hole and brushing against the underside of my balls.

I realized then that I was panting softly and I couldn't help but realize my whole body felt hot and flushed. The thoughts of what Silas could do to me in this position rapidly racing through my mind. I wondered what his cock would feel like rubbing against me, pressing into me, filling me.

I was pulled out of my fantasies and back to the present as Silas spread my cheeks with both hands and I heard him spit. I felt the impact and wetness as it hit directly on my asshole and I couldn't help but squeak, and stifle a moan as one of his fingers pressed on my hole and started stroking in circles spreading the spit around.

My ass instinctively clenched tight and I struggled to slow down my frantic breathing as I was getting light headed.

He became more insistent and pressed harder, pushing my ass to accept the thick tip of his finger. He was way too strong for me to fight him for long and I gasped and whimpered biting my lip to keep from groaning as the tip of his finger pressed past my clenching hole and forced me to stretch for him. The reality of the sensations, the utter helplessness and discomfort all shattered the illusions I had been having about having Silas fill me with his cock, if this was just the tip of his finger and it already felt like this, there was no way I would survive him putting his cock in me.

I shifted uncomfortably and my hand slipped off my ass as I twisted and wiggled underneath him trying to make the uncomfortable violation less intense without any success at all.

SLAP.

I let out a short yelp more from surprise than pain after he spanked my ass. The impact was hard and stung but was nowhere near what he could do if he actually hit me.

"Hand back on your ass and stop wiggling." He commanded.

I struggled to make my body obey, but it was fighting against every single instinct I had to do so and I was only able to do so much. The rough and uncomfortable feeling of his finger pressing against my sensitive insides felt so incredibly wrong and made me so much more nervous about what was going to happen next.

He pressed his finger deeper increasing the intensity of the violation, the skin of his finger rubbing against my hole and tugging at the skin painfully as the spit had dried up almost immediately.

I heard him spit again and almost sighed in relief as the slick relief slowly worked its way along his finger and relieved some of the immediate tugging pain.

Then he pulled his finger out and I felt a strange sensation of my ass clenching not knowing what was happening.

I heard a click and Silas moved behind me, then cold and slippery liquid poured in between my ass cheeks and then his finger returned and pressed back into me quickly pushing in the lube.

Due to how slick it was the finger slid right past my resistance, and I was unable to stop the low moan that slipped out of my mouth. Some part of my twisted overstimulated and denied body remembered those thoughts I had been having and in spite of everything a strange thrill ran through me as he slowly fucked his finger in and out of my tight clenching hole forcing me to stretch for him over and over again.

He worked me like this for a time that felt probably far longer than it actually was, as my mind struggled to deal with the fact that I wasn't able to stop myself from moaning and whining as he fingerfucked my ass.

Eventually he pulled out his finger again and it was replaced with something soft and rubbery which Silas started slowly but inexorably pressing into my hole, my ass was being forced to stretch to accomodate it.

It started out relatively thin, but rapidly became painfully thick and my body fought him for every milimeter.

I was groaning and gasping, struggling not to wiggle away as I felt the sharp pain of the rubbery toy he was stretching me with more and more with every thrust. I was biting my lip to keep from making utterly humiliating noises and clenching my hands as hard as I could on my cheeks to resist pulling away as my body was forced to slowly accept more and more of the violation.

Then it seemed that Silas got impatient because he paused briefly, removing the plug entirely and dripped a small bit of lube onto my clenching and raw hole before without any warning or consideration for my comfort he returned the plug and shoved it hard.

I wasn't able to stop the scream and I let go of my cheeks, one hand pushing back at him flailing to find a way to push away the invading object. The other hand was clenched into a white knuckled fist and pressed hard on the desk in front of my face.

The widest part of the plug had forced its way into my hole and slipped past to fill me up. The pain was all I could think about, it was sharp and all consuming for a brief moment then faded to a painful aching stretch along with a feeling of uncomfortable fullness. It had felt in the moment like I was being torn open and I worried that he had actually hurt me.

SLAP. "Good girl." Silas said with a mocking laugh as he lightly spanked my ass.

The shock of the spank made me instinctively clench my ass on the thick plug which made the feeling of discomfort and violation even more intense and forced yet another pained moan out of me.

Along with the physical discomfort and humiliation, hearing Silas say that phrase to me did something strange as well. Part of my mind rebelled and wanted to insist that he not call me a girl, that it was wrong. But at the same time, the part of my self that had been relieved when he had taken all control away from me relished being praised. Another more curious part of my mind wanted to know how big of a plug he had put in me and see what it looked like fully seated in my ass now that it was there I might as well look at it right?

"Now that you are plugged, get on your knees and start sucking my cock. Keep your hands behind your back and I want you to swallow it as deep as you can. I will be giving you directions this time to hopefully qualify as teaching for the system, if that works maybe you will be able to unlock a cock sucking skill or two tonight."

His words slowly filtered into my mind, I was lying there trembling trying to handle the fact that I had just been roughly penetrated with no regard for my comfort or wishes. Then on top of that I now had to suck off the man responsible. I was trying to understand why part of me had responded positively when he had praised me and it was basically impossible for my sluggish mind to respond quickly.

SLAP.

Another slap on my ass, harder this time made me yelp and cleared some of the fog from my mind with the immediate pain and reminded me of the threat of more to come if I didn't follow Silas's commands.

I stood up awkwardly my balance was thrown off, my insides feeling strange as the plug shifted in me and I couldn't help but reach back and feel the base of the plug, my asshole itself felt raw and painful. I ran my hand between my cheeks and felt the rubbery round base nestled there over my hole and even the light pressure of my fingers making the plug shift sent a tremor though my body. It felt so incredibly strange and wrong. I had the urge to take it out and throw it away. But my better judgement stopped me, knowing that it would make Silas mad. On top of that I also was worried about how much it would hurt coming back out.

So instead I fought all my instincts and obeyed like a good whore. I slowly and awkwardly got down on my knees in front of Silas. Moving was difficult, everything I did seemed to make the plug shift and seemed to constantly remind me about how my ass was being stretched.

I heard Silas unbuckling his pants and saw them fall to the ground and when I turned to him his magnificent and terrifyingly large cock was bouncing there in front of my face. He was already hard and knowing that sent a unexpected thrill through me. Had he gotten hard because of me? Was this massive cock so stiff because he had been touching me and looking at my body? I quickly pushed down those confusing thoughts an tried to focus on my current situation once again.

Kneeling there my ass shifted and spread as I sat back on my heels. I struggled to deal with all of the sensations and the overwhelming crushing feeling that I was being changed, shaped and modified for a purpose that I had never wanted. The feeling of the plug pressing on my insides, the aching pain of my cock being crushed inside of the cage, the dull aching pain of my feet still locked inside of my heels along with the silky feeling of the skimpy dress I was wearing on my smooth shaven skin all blended together and had me in a constant state of unease and confusion. My body didn't feel like my own anymore, it felt like I had no control over anything.

"Now part of this training I am going to be giving you will be on your behavior and demeanor. Start sucking, but listen to my words as well. Make sure those hands stay behind your back, if you cant control them I will get out cuffs."

Silas's commanding words drew my attention once more and even though my mind was screaming at me to resist, to fight, telling me that this was wrong, I shouldn't let him keep abusing me this way. However reluctant I was, I still quickly opened my mouth for him anyway.

Without any hesitation the head of his cock roughly pushed inside and forced my jaw to stretch. I could feel my gag reflex already starting to rebel and I knew that this "training session" was going to be difficult. But then like a good obedient slut I licked the shaft of his cock and bobbed up and down on it, drooling and doing my best to push myself as deep on his length as I could make myself go.

As I did my best to be a good cock sucker, my thoughts spiraled off thinking absently about how even though I was incredibly uncomfortable, I didn't feel my own mind rebelling as my tongue ran along the hot smooth length of his cock. Doing this wasn't nearly as hard as it had been even just yesterday. I had sucked cocks nearly twenty times already. But sucking a single cock would have been utterly absurd and impossible for me to even consider myself doing only a couple days ago. The idea of that and just how many other things were happening made my imagination start considering what I would be doing in a week's time without thinking anything of it. How utterly depraved was I going to be in a month from now. What would this class and Silas do to me in the long term.

Silas's hand on the back of my head and a faint groan from him pulled me back into the present and I had to grip my hands together hard to resist pushing at him when he used his grip to thrust his cock deeper into my throat.

I gagged hard and my body struggled to push him away briefly, but Silas didn't let me resist, he slowly pulled back let me take a single gasping breath before thrusting forwards again.

"You need to learn what it means to be a sissy whore. You need to learn what your purpose is. Once you learn that and truly embrace it things will get far easier for you. Based on what I have seen of you and the fact that you have responded so well you are a natural at this. You simply need to stop fighting your base instincts, you need to relax and not think so much, embrace the idea that you are meant to please other people. You are meant to serve the desires of others."

Silas's words were impossible to ignore, he held me there his hands in my hair tilting my head back so I couldn't look away from his eyes as he slow fucked my face.

I wanted to fight him, my immediate reaction to his words was anger and rage. How could he know anything about me, I wasn't meant to do this, how could anyone be meant to do this, people were meant to have free will.

Yet even as I was thinking all of this, the feeling of his cock sliding over my lips, the way it tasted, the feeling of its heat and smooth length on my tongue, the way Silas controlled me seemed to be causing another reaction in my body independent of my mind.

I could feel my cock pulsing, struggling to grow, the tingling sensation of faint arousal as my incredibly tense and pleasure starved body reacted to the stimulation it was recieving,

Every time his cock pressed into the back of my throat my stomach clenched and I involuntarily clenched my ass on the base of the plug seated in my ass. This sent a shiver of uncomfortable sensation through me, the feeling of my ass being stretched, of being so full, it felt wrong. Yet that discomfort and shifting sensation deep inside of me blended with all of the other sensations. The ache of my knees on the hard floor. The tugging pain of Silas holding my hair too tightly. The way my jaw ached from being forced to stretch. The struggle to catch my breath between thrusts. The shifting and irritating tugging as my cage bounced and shifted as my mouth was used as a fuck toy. All of it was unpleasant and humiliating, and yet my body was reacting positively.

Something about feeling his cock slide into my mouth, the general helplessness, the strange excitement over how I was clearly having a positive effect on Silas's cock when I felt it twitch and pulse and the taste of his pre-cum hit my tongue, along with my own mental picture of how I must look right now, kneeling, knees spread hands behind my back, ass plugged, cock caged, heels locked on and choking on a cock that was being forced deep into my mouth. All of those things seemed to be doing it for me somehow. I felt my own arousal building and that nagging aching need to have something touch my cock, to stroke me, to let me cum got stronger and stronger as Silas continued.

"As a sissy whore, you are meant to serve cock, to on occasion eat pussy, to get fucked. Your own pleasure should not even be considered. It is unimportant and largely a distraction, unless by you having pleasure it will give the person you are serving pleasure. Your primary objective and concern should be to do anything and everything you can to serve others."

HIs words continued and it was almost like he was slow fucking them into my head with his cock. I couldn't focus on anything else besides his cock and his words.

"This also means that if your pain or discomfort gives others pleasure it is your obligation to endure it and to do so in the most pleasing way possible for the one hurting you. Eventually once you have learned and been trained more you will no longer hesitate to follow commands, you will follow them eagerly no matter how humiliating, or how much pain or discomfort those commands might cause you."

Silas's thrusts were getting more and more forceful and it was getting harder and harder not to use my hands to push at him as he held me there pressed against his cock and gagging.

"Now you really need to learn how to let a cock into your throat. Being able to swallow cocks is a requirement. When my cock hits the point where you keep stopping me, that point right there, in the back of your mouth. Instead of keeping it there you are going to swallow like you are taking a drink. Show me you are hearing me and do it on this next thrust."

He pulled back and I tried to calm myself down, to resist freaking out and fighting him. I had absorbed what he told me to do and like a good sissy whore I tried it. His thick cock slid into my mouth and just as it was about to make me gag by hitting the back of my throat I tried to swallow.

It was the strangest thing, the head of his cock got to the point where it would normally stop and as my throat clenched and swallowed the head kept on going and I saw the base of Silas's cock get suddenly much closer to my face. For half a second I didn't react, and I felt my ability to breathe completely blocked and then panic set in. My stomach rebelled and attempted to empty itself, my whole body went rigid then freaked out. I slapped at his hips and desperately pushed at him with my hands and pulled away by twisting my whole body in his grip and eventually falling over onto the ground gasping gagging and wretching as my eyes blurred with tears and snot and spit covered my chin and face as he let me go.

I lay there gasping like someone who had been drowning and felt that raw animal panic of not being able to breathe receed and I was able to feel the painful ache in my throat from having been invaded and forced to accept something so thick.

"Not a terrible first try, you actually took around two thirds of my cock that time. Come on get back up we aren't done, you are going to learn how to swallow this cock all the way." Silas's calm and almost bored words were like a slap to the face. Here I was feeling like I was dying gasping and choking on the floor while he stood there expecting me to keep going.

Yet I did as he ordered, I didn't have it in me to fight back. I got back up on my knees and with my whole body shaking put my hands behind my back and opened my mouth for him to violate me again.

This torturous training felt like it went on forever. Silas continued to talk about what it meant to be a sissy, telling me what my place was as a sissy whore. How I was supposed to act, what I should want, how I should think. But most of all he told me how I should suck his cock, and forced me to deep throat him over and over again.

The training began to blur as my mind got more and more fuzzy, the lack of air was making me light headed and made it hard to retain any of the words that Silas was saying. The wet sloppy sounds of face fucking filled the room, my gagging and gasping, along with the occasional grunt from Silas were the only sounds I could hear.

Then suddently I saw a flicker of a notification as Silas shoved himself into my throat again and I felt my nose press into his stomach as his cock fully seated itself in my throat yet again. My body twitched and I gagged but far less violently than I had originally. He had fucked most of the fight out of me at this point.

- You have unlocked the general skill: Cocksucking -

- You have unlocked the general skill: Deepthroating -

"Oh wonderful, that was so quick. What a good girl, following my directions so well." Silas said with a wide smile as he roughly held my head in place despite my weak struggling. His thick cock deep in my throat stretching it painfully and denying me the ability to breathe or think about anything else.

- You have learned the general skill: Cocksucking -

- You have learned the general skill: Deepthroating -

- You have been paid 200 credits -

Silas was in my menu's accepting the skills even as I felt my vision going black around the edges from the lack of air. I felt so entirely helpless, weak. Nothing but an object for Silas to use. It was exactly like he had been saying before, telling me that this was my place. Telling me that I should accept this feeling, that I should even enjoy it.

I couldn't do that, nothing about my current situation felt good. I was unable to enjoy anything about what was happening. I hated him so much in that moment, I wanted to bite him, to hit him, to kill him for doing this to me. Yet in spite of all that, another part of my mind absorbed his praise, his encouragement and flourished from it.

So as my conflicted mind strugged. I did nothing, I was a weak toy for him to play with, unable even if I bit down as hard as I could to cause him anything more than some slight discomfort. He was going to use me and there was nothing I could do about it.

"Well now that we got that out of the way, I am going to finally get off." Silas said, and pulled back finally letting me gasp a single breath before slamming himself back into my throat. He started to roughly fuck my face, nothing I could do mattered in that moment. It didn't matter what skills or techniques I had, I was an object for him to use and nothing else.

It took some time, how long I wasn't sure, but a few minutes maybe of this rough and brain melting throat fucking before suddenly I felt him tense and his hips slammed particularly hard into my face and he held me there fully on his cock which I felt swell and then in a rush I felt his hot cum blast deep into my throat, sending it straight to my stomach.

He slowly relaxed and released his grip on my hair letting me fall back from him, coughing and gasping, I didn't know what it actually felt like to be waterboarded but I had a guess it might be something like this. My mind was reeling and dazed, and I was further sent into confusion as I felt the rush of arousal and pleasure surge through me as the cum he had filled my throat with was absorbed and I got the experience flooding through me.

I wasn't sure exactly how much experience I had gotten from this whole event, but it felt like a lot, the modifiers from everything multiplying it again and again.

"Well you are quite the mess, go get cleaned up, redo your makeup, then meet me back outside of the VIP room where you were training with Sasha today in a half hour. You have some more work to do tonight." Silas said as he walked away from me and went back to sit behind his desk, ignoring me now that he had gotten off.

I slowly got to my feet on wobbly legs, picking up my panties off the floor as I did. Silas said nothing and didn't even look at me, I had been dismissed.

Moving as quickly as I could with my aching legs and the plug still in my ass. I returned to the lockeroom area I had been in before and this time however it was not empty. There were several girls in various states of dress seemingly getting ready for the night. One was showering, another was at the mirror doing her makeup, and two more were chatting as they adjusted incredibly skimpy and slutty looking outfits.

The two chatting with one another looked up at me as I came in but aside from one of them raising an eyebrow at me they said nothing and seemed happy enough to ignore me.

I moved to the mirror and stared at myself. I was a complete wreck. My face was smeared with stains from my makeup and the spit that had been rubbed all over it, my hair was tousled and wild looking, I also had a haunted look in my eyes that gave me pause. I didn't recognize myself at all.

"Looks like you had a rough one." A melodic and soft voice said from off to the side of me.

I turned to see the short and voluptuous caramel skinned woman with very long and incredibly silky dark brown hair nearly to her ass who was doing her makeup had spoken.

I didnt know what to say so I just nodded once and found my makeup kit, pulling out some cleaning wipes and going to work on my face. She seemed to understand and said nothing else. It was odd but I immediately felt a sense of closeness with her, a shared bond, she knew what I was going through right now, Knowing that made me feel just that slightest bit less lonely.

I quickly cleaned myself up and redid my makup. I had to redo some parts two or three times but in the end the result was good, not nearly as good as what Mimi could have done in moments but way better than anything I could have ever imagined myself doing before. As I finished I felt a slight tingle in my hands and face, I realized several moments later that it was energy, experience for my new makeup artist skill which if the feeling meant anything was likely close to leveling up already.

Everyone knew that when you completed actions or did things that furthered the experience of your skill energy moved, but for most people that was just a concept, normally no one would be able to actually feel the experience from a skill like that, for something as simple as doing my makeup I could due to the insane amount of modifiers amplifying the expereince to the point that I could feel every single gain.

Not saying anything to the women in the lockeroom and ignoring the pair who were chatting and occasionally looking my way I adjusted my clothes and pulled on my panties. The feeling of the silk cupping my cage made my whole body shudder and I was again reminded of just how tense my entire body was, and how quickly in spite of everything that I would cum if given permission. As I adjusted my panties to try and make them feel less awkward as they pressed on the base of my plug I thought about what Silas was going to make me do next.

STATUS

Name: Remi Henshin

Age: 20

Class: Arcane Whore - level 2

Class Aspects (2/3 revealed)

Consuming Pleasure - Tier 1

Permission for Pleasure - Tier 1 - (x10 exp bonus active)

Class Abilities (2/8)

Shaped by Desire - level 2

Clean and Safe - level 1

General Skills (5/8)

Stretching - level 1

Dancing - level 1

Makeup Artist - level 1

Cocksucking - level 1

Deepthroating - level 1

Bonded Items

System Control Cuff - Requires command word to remove

System Credits: 673