The Young Anchorwoman Slut Pt. 09

Tess wondered how her Master could possibly test her further. That was just it, it seemed her life under his dominance was just one test after another with seemingly no holds. Time and time again he has wormed his way deeper into her center as a woman, and he manipulated her with as much ease as a puppeteer. She often wondered if that's what she was; her limps dangling from chains as they feasted on her supple body. But really, it was the strings on her sense of self that was the most excruciating as she reflected upon her acts days after. It wasn't just the things she did, but the words she often said in the heat of the moment. Being from a literary background, these words of affirmation had the reverse effect as they destroyed her ego and degraded herself in ways she never thought possible in her previous life.

Whore.

Cum Dump.

Slave Slut.

Fuck Toy.

They reverberated around in her mind, making her heart race in anxiety even when she was absentmindedly walking down a busy sidewalk downtown in her professional attire. Her eyes would glaze over, seemingly far, far away as images of her regular gang fucking replayed themselves behind her eyes. The sights, the sounds, the smells... they were utterly intoxicating and too vivid to resist thinking about in daily life when she's trying to be the 'normal' Tess.

She was snapped out of her reverie as the receptionist called her name at the gynecology clinic. She has dreaded this formerly routine checkup. But it is to be the first since she began her double life as a gangbang fiend.

The doctor smiled warmly at Tess as they were originally introduced by a family friend. Luckily, she is closer in age to Tess which put her slightly more at ease. But the young woman knew there will surely be signs in her snatch that she has been gang fucked by what must be over a hundred men in the last year alone. Her new lifestyle hasn't been gentle on the young woman.

With her legs up in the stirrups and the speculum opening up her orifice wide for inspection, the doctor had a look of consternation. She obviously sees something she was not expecting.

"Tess, I don't normally see this type of abrasion on vaginal walls. Have you met someone new?" she asked with a twinkle in her eye.

"Yes... I'd say so." Tess replied shyly.

"Well, it looks like he's well endowed. I even see some signs of contact with your cervix. Did it hurt?"

"Yes..." replied Tess, trying to bite her tongue while images of her Master and the rest of the men penetrating her pussy to the hilt with their monster cocks flashed in her mind. If they were going too deep, her cries of pain must have been misinterpreted for pleasure. Well, most of what they inflicted on her was a mixture of both.

Tess adjusted her choker, which also hid the red marks left on her delicate neck from her slave collar while she began to sweat from the gynecologist's questioning. She was walking a fine line.

"I'd say you and your boyfriend should take it easy for a bit. He has a big penis. You should let your body recover for a while. Good thing is you're still young, so you should bounce back pretty quickly. And make sure you use a lot of lubrication, okay?"

Tess felt as though she's a high school girl all over again, being given the talk about the birds and the bees. She exchanged pleasantries with the doctor before leaving. But in private, the gynecologist couldn't help but wonder why Tess showed the same signs of wear and tear typically seen in pornstars who come to her for checkups. There were signs of the thinning of the vaginal wall which separated Tess's vagina and anal cavity. In her experience, a single partner wouldn't be able to cause this wear and tear. It's usually double penetration with multiple partners on a regular basis. The doctor thought Tess must be hiding some sort of double life.

Tess was mortified as her heels clicked on the sidewalk, her elegant overcoat bundled around her and her signature raven hair flowing in the crisp autumn breeze. The consequences of the abuse on her body made her anxious. Maybe the doctor will put it together.

"Soon, everyone will know. One day, I'll have nobody left who simply know me as a regular girl. Do I need to be such a whore? Maybe I'm simply addicted to this..." she lamented to herself in her mind. But she knew the pendulum was about to swing with full force the other way, as soon as her Master reached out to her and she will be reduced to a mindless, hot mess of a slut.

The wear and tear on her body be damned, she knew she'll be there when he called. She was becoming more and more agitated in 'normal' life. He's seen to it that the only thing that now made sense to her young mind was when she gave up all thoughts of freedom and simply served the whims of sadistic men. Things were much simpler that way, when she single-mindedly obeyed and submitted.

It was one of those rare times where he requested her to drive herself to the next gangbang session. It added a layer of acquiescence from Tess; akin to walking towards an altar of Mayan sacrifice by a young supple woman. Of course, like the first time, she could barely contain herself in the driver's seat as she rubbed her clit liberally under the steering wheel while she drove her compact car. Her juices were already leaking through her sheer, light pink thong and left a damp patch on the cloth seat under her.

Her nipples were already poking through the thin fabric of her short white blouse, which covered the fishnet body stocking she wore over her entire body. Her perky tits jiggled from the rough road, while strands of her raven hair teased down the bare skin of her upper chest. Her eyes were already enhanced by smoky eye shadow, done in her signature purple. Her lips were coated in the pink glossy lipstick which the men always preferred as it accentuated her full lips as they wrapped around the shaft of a cock.

She went up five storeys in the quiet above-ground parkade, driving past another moving vehicle here and there -- professionals finishing late nights in the financial district.

A few of them couldn't help but notice the beautiful young woman in seductive makeup as she drove past.

"They must think I'm an actual escort," she thought to herself. And it made her feel safer as it meant she was less likely to be recognized as the news anchor for the biggest channel in the city.

'But I'm actually more wicked than a whore...because I get fucked by so many more men at the same time,' she thought with dark delight. She bit her lip in anticipation of yet another gang fucking session, and rubbed her clit a bit more spiritedly after that thought.

On the highest floor of the parkade, which was nearly deserted save for a few vehicles on the periphery, she parked in the middle which was better lit with a concentration of multiple overhead tube lights. She shut off her engine.

With one hand still rubbing her pussy, she took out her phone with the other to look for her Master's instructions.

"Good girl. Now I want you to step out of the vehicle with the package I gave you. Inside, you'll find a blindfold. I want you to put it on, and take off your blouse. Stand at attention."

Her heart began to race, as she did as he instructed with fingers trembling. She'll be standing with her tits out in public, presenting herself like a slut waiting to be violated in the middle of a downtown parkade.

And it thrilled her even more. Somehow, her Master always finds a way to challenge her to sink lower every time she offered herself as a plaything.

With heart racing, she stepped out of her car with the blindfold. Her world became dark as she slipped the blindfold over her head using the elastic straps. She fumbled with the buttons on her blouse until it fell away from her bare shoulders leaving her nipples exposed in the autumn night air. They became erect almost instantly from both the breeze and the thought of being exposed to prying eyes, pointing out from her mesh bodysuit.

She waited, with her arms behind her and jutting out her chest proudly as is the customary position of a slave offering herself. She stood as the lone figure, standing in the brightly lit center next to her car. Her creamy pale exposed skin contrasted with the drab grey surroundings, her legs on display on 3-inch high heels that screamed 'fuck me' combined with her fishnets.

The quietness of the scene hid the racing thoughts bouncing around inside her head, and the quickness of her pulse.

'What am I doing here? What is he going to do to me? Do they plan on gang fucking me here, in the middle of a parking lot?' The thought gave her a shot of adrenaline, as a public gangbang would bring multiple levels of risk for Tess. Unlike that time where they toyed with her in the pornshop, she did not wear a mask.

She was startled by the sound of a car starting, only to realize it was leaving as the engine sound grew fainter as it descended from one of the lower floors.

"What will happen to me tonight? I guess I'm just here for the taking for anyone, blindfolded and dressed like this," she thought laconically.

A breeze picked up, and it made Tess shift her legs slightly while she adjusted to the air washing over her exposed chest and delicate pink nipples. Her miniskirt fluttered, teasing the globes of her supple ass cheeks. Her sheer thong did nothing to warm her between the legs, and she imagined she felt everything on her pussy and ass.

The sound of a heavy vehicle penetrated the stillness of the night. The engine note was rough -- unlike the refined purr of the luxury SUV's favoured by her Master and his men. This one sounded coarse, like a workman's van which her father drove as a blue collar contractor for years since she was a little girl.

The sound became steadier and more pronounced as it rounded up the curved ramps of the parkade, until she could hear it approaching. The 24-year-old woman shivered, as her flight instinct was fighting against her will to obey her master's instructions.

'Could this be them? Or it is a random repairman? Oh my god, I'm standing here with my body exposed. I'm just asking to be raped!' Tess fought the urge to panic and simply jump back into her little compact car.

But her internal conflict simply paralyzed her. She could neither move nor stand completely at attention. The van had parked a mere dozen feet away, it sounded like. There was no mistake that it had came right up against the semi-naked woman standing by herself in the middle of the parkade like a statue.

The sound of doors opening, including a sliding door on its rails, was nearly deafening for the young girl. She instinctively backed away from the sounds, but felt the cold surface of the driver's side window on her naked back covered only by fishnet.

"Now that's a sight. Check out this little Asian slut." She heard chuckles coming seemingly from a semi-circle of a group of men as they surrounded the scantily-clad young woman, dressed whorishly in public with a blindfold on. She shifted hesitantly on her high heels.

"Looks like this is the payment we were promised for the job we did," said another.

"She doesn't look like your typical whore. No tats, no dyed hair. I think she's one of those stuck up bitches working in one of these office buildings."

"Well look at her, she's scared." Tess was trembling, surrounded by rough-sounding characters. She knew she can't escape, and her Master was nowhere in sight.

'I'm fucking terrified. What should I do?!?' Finally her flight instinct took over and she tried to turn around quickly to grab her door handle. But in her panic she had forgotten to take off her blindfold.

But it didn't matter, as they descended upon her in an instant. Her arms were bound together by the grip of multiple men. One hand covered her mouth instantly to muffle her screams. Her tits bounced wildly as she tried to pull herself away from their grip to no avail.

Soon, they began to fondle her at will beginning with rough calloused hands grabbing handfuls of her mounds. Her supple tit flesh bulged between their meaty fingers as they squeezed and fondled her. They pinched her pink nipples roughly, as Tess took a sharp breath in reaction to the sting of their rough handling. They began ripping holes in the mesh fabric around each of her tits so they could find better purchase.

Her micro skirt was pulled up on her thighs, bunched tightly around her toned midsection. This exposed her toned legs and the firm, round globes of her ass. They smacked her cheeks with glee, seeing the supple flesh bounce in response. Her thong was pulled tightly over her pussy mound and small asshole. She teetered on her high heels which were designed for parading around in, but utterly impractical for trying to escape her situation.

Their tattooed hands went to town on her orifices, ripping open the mesh material of her bodysuit between her legs. Then she felt the roughness of their hands molesting the delicate folds of her pussy lips or a meaty finger trying to force its way through her anal opening.

"Oh my god, she's already lubed!" exclaimed the man in the midst of teasing her anal opening with his fingers.

Tess barely registered his comment at this point, not knowing if this was to be a gang rape fantasy or if her Master actually sold her off. Either way, he was not there to control the situation. She was at their complete mercy, and her fear overshadowed her arousal this time.

"Speaking of her face, let's take off that blindfold," said another one of the goons.

With that, her blindfold was pulled off with a flourish from her raven locks. The men all got quiet, as they recognized Tessa Tong from the nightly news.

"Holy shit, it's her from the news channel!"

"Wow, always thought she was a cute little princess. What is she doing here dressed like a whore?"

"Are you doing this for money, sweetheart? You don't look like you need it," asked one of the goons.

"Or do you like doing this for fun?" said the leader with a devilish grin.

Tess was at a loss herself... she didn't know how to spin this one and she could only utter the truth.

"I'm...waiting for my Master and his men. They'll be here soon!"

"Sweetheart, looks like you've been played. They're not coming tonight."

"Yeah, we're the only ones supposed to be here, looking to pick up our payment for a job we did. You must be it!"

Tess grew more and more frightened. She tried to back away once more but this time she had their hands all over her exposed body in the parkade.

"I...don't know what you're talking about. I'm not here for you. My master will be here."

"Honey, tonight, I'M your master," said the leader of the group. With that, he grabbed a fistful of her wavy black hair from her scalp and smacked her across her face. She looked back with terrified, doe eyes. He looked down at her slave collar.

"You're going to be a good little Fuck Toy for all of us here tonight," he said with a wide grin.

"We're gonna tear your ass up," chimed in another goon.

"You're about to pull a train, right here, putana," said another in a latino accent.

Tess winced at the roughness of their dialogue. In her sheltered upbringing, she had never encountered these kinds of men before. And now they're about violate her to their heart's content.

They promptly unzipped their jeans and took out their cocks of various sizes. They began molesting the young girl with renewed hunger. They picked her up off her heels from the cement floor. She floated four feet off the ground, trapped in their iron grip. The strong arms spread her legs, exposing her delicate pink pussy wrapped in only the dainty sheer fabric of her thong.

They took their time toying with her body, teasing her nipples roughly and rubbing her clit through the sheer material of her thong. They sampled every inch of the 24-year-old star of the news channel.

The de-facto leader was given the first taste of the girl as if she was being served up on a platter, and he promptly buried his face into her pink snatch. His tongue quickly wormed its way into the inner folds of Tess's orifice. And despite her protests and resistance, she began to feel the pleasure of his administrations. He pulled his head back for a brief second, and looked at her sharply with his cold blue eyes.

"I've always liked young Asian sluts. I like the young shy ones, because they look so good and innocent when I ream them out. I'm gonna make you my little whore tonight."

Tess could only look back at him with pleading eyes, as he grabbed her hips and renewed his oral assault on her pink snatch. On either side of her, she had each one of her perky tits being mauled by the face of an attacker. All around, men were trying to reach in to cop a feel of her smooth, pale skin lit by the bright overhead lights.

A faint moan escaped her lips, and her juices began to flow again.

Tess was terrified... but her body, to her disdain, began to react to the situation. She was essentially being a slut against her own will. She wondered if this was actually her fault for offering implied consent, following her Master's instructions being lubed and blindfolded in a downtown parkade for whoever finds her. She was dressed to be used like a slut slave, and she had no doubt this was part of his plan.

"Noooo, please... don't do this to me. I can't... I don't know you," she pleaded while he eat her pussy like it would be his last on deathrow.

"You're going to get everything you deserve, you fucking slut. Why else would you be dressed like you're ready to be fucked, in a blindfold, in the middle of a parking lot?"

"Yeah, you're a whore and you know it. Just take it, you little cunt. I'm sure you've done groups before," said another.

The realization that he's correct in his assumption gave the young woman pause in her feeble protests, and pangs of shame washed over her.

'The only time things ever make sense is when I just give in...and be the simple fuck toy they expect me to be' she lamented to herself.

With that, her limbs stopped straining against their arms. She began to enjoy the leader gorging on her tender pink snatch. She had painstakingly groomed herself prior to what she thought would be pleasing to her master's wealthy friends, whose standards were set by high-class escorts. Tess had imagined she should carry herself like one.

Instead, she was about to let herself be a plaything for a group of ex-cons in some random parking lot. Her heart sank lower than it ever did, even with all the humiliating things she's done for the Master so far. Sure, she let herself be used before. But this was different; her Master had sold her to a bunch of goons off the street whom he owed money to. It was utterly degrading for the young professional newscaster.

'I don't have a safe word here. It won't matter to these men,' she thought with trepidation.

It started with one of them bending her over the hood of her car. Her pussy and asshole were on display for the taking, under the glare of the overhead lights. With her ass already lubed and with plenty of her juices flowing from being eaten out, Tess knew she was ready to have her holes filled whether she wanted them to or not.

'If I wasn't so experienced in getting gang fucked, I'd be screaming bloody murder right now. But I am, and I could take this,' she reassured herself despite her fear.

"Spread your ass for me, little girl," the bossman commanded her.

"Yes...daddy," she replied on autopilot and complied. He pulled her pink thong aside so it was taught against her bubble-like ass cheek.

With that, he positioned his fat 7-inch cock at her pussy lips. He rubbed his cockhead all around her freshly-eaten snatch. She resigned herself to have her womb be penetrated by this strange, hard man. What's more is that she is resigning herself to be fucked by these men without any vetting or protection. She felt as though she was on the precipice of total ruin, more so than ever before.