College Job

My body tensed as I watched as Psymon come closer to me, bringing the knife he held in his hand to my chest. I thought he was going to cut my chest but instead he just cut open my shirt and exposed my chest to everyone. Taking a deep breath, I watched as a wide smirk came across Psymon’s face and I screamed as he took both my nipples in his hands and started twisting them. He laughed as he held my pink numbs in place and didn’t let go till they turned bright red and erected. When he finally let go, I almost collapsed but I was held in place and tried to think of what Psymon might have in store for me next.

He then raised the knife he had in his hand once again and he gently pressed the tip against my heart. I started to feel tears start to stream down my face, other then being scared of Psymon killing me on the spot in front of all these people was the fear that the crowd would see the tears that where falling from my eyes. As Psymon pressed the tip of the blade against my heart, he leaned into me and gently kissed my ear.

“Please don’t kill me.” I begged, whispering into his ear and he laughed as he moved the microphone away from his face.

“I won’t kill you.” he whispered back, “That would take all the fun out of the torturing that I am going to do to you.”

I gasped as he took a lick of my neck, slowly dragging the tip of the knife down my open chest drawing blood from my heart all the way down to my bellybutton. I stared down at my chest as Psymon squatted down and started to lick up the blood that wept from my wound. I didn’t know why, but I found it intoxicating and moaned as he licked up my blood. Once that all the blood was licked clean from my body; he pressed his lips against mine in a rather forceful way, he tasted like copper I could taste my own blood in his mouth. He lifted my tongue with his and started chewing on it. I stood still fearing for my own life. My breathing started to quicken and I moaned as he began to fondle my junk in his right hand and twisting my nipple with his left hand. Hearing me moan, he unlocked his lips from mine and gave me another slap across the face, leaving another red mark on the other side.

“You are not to enjoy this.” he spat out and he walked back to the main stage and disappeared behind the curtain and came back with a cart full of exotic toys and torturing devices. He parked the cart right next to me and first picked up a riding crop and started slapping it against my chest, hitting my face once in a while. I grunted with each crack of the crop and groaned as the pain was replaced with pleasure as Psymon kissed where he hit me, but continued hitting me with the riding crop, the hits getting harder each time.

I tried to enjoy the session, but he stopped the hitting and grabbed a handful of salt. I started to struggle to break free but it was no use as he held me in place with one hand and smashed the fist full of salt into my wound with the other. I screamed even louder as the salt burned my chest and to make matters worse, he trickled lemon juice down the wound as well. It was too much and I sank to my knees, at this level I could hear the crowd muttering to themselves as they watched me being tutored. I hung my head in shame and thought that this was the end of my dancing career. I tried to hold back my tears as I sat on the stage, handcuffed with my hands over my head. I started to feel something hit the top of my head. I looked up to see what it was. I quickly turned my head so I wouldn’t get the full blow of Psymon’s cock.

“Suck it!” he demanded and tossed my cat ears aside, grabbed a fist full of my hair and forced my mouth over his cock. I nearly gagged when he forced his cock all the way down to the base. He stayed there till I ran out of breath. Finally almost three minutes, he let go and I thought I was going to pass out but found I didn’t and stared at the people around the stage. They seemed to be really enjoying themselves, watching me but I wasn’t enjoying myself and thought it was embarrassing.

Hoping that it was all over when I felt Psymon un-cuff me from the pole but found myself being pulled up and being re-cuffed to the pole, this time I was facing it.

“Bend down.” he hissed and I nodded and bend forward, spreading my legs as I bent down. I heard him laugh and feared what was going to happen, gasping as I heard clothing started to rip. I turned to see Psymon cutting though my shorts and ripping them off till I was only in my thong. “Nice ass,” he smiled, rubbing my cheeks. “Don’t you think so boys?” he called out and there was a loud cheer from the crowd below me. I tried to hide my face in my arms and forced my tears back. I gasped as he slapped my ass and I turned to see what Psymon would pick up next from the cart. My eyes went wide as I saw him take a metal paddle with multiple holes in it. He smirked at me as he slowly walked over, pulling down my thong and slowly rubbing the cold paddle on my ass before he lifted it up and brought it back down hard. I gasped every time as he swatted my ass with the paddle and couldn’t hide the tears anymore. I let them start to stream down over my cheeks.

Again I heard Psymon laughing over the loud cracks, looking up my gaze swept out over the audience and I spotted Chad in the crowd serving the clients drinks. I was lucky that our eyes met and I mouthed out to him-

“Help me.” I didn’t know if anyone else saw it but I knew that Chad did and his face fell as he nodded and ran towards the DJ booth to try to stop the music. Sadly, DJ didn’t stop have the control to stop the performance so he went to Boss-man’s office to try to stop his Bitch from killing me.

As I waited for the torture to end, Psymon started to order me to yell out that I loved the spanking I was getting.

“Do you like this?” he grunted, hitting me harder then ever.

“Ah…yes.”

“Yes what?”

“AH…YES MASTER!”

“That’s better.” and he smacked my ass one more time before he stopped and grabbed a whip and started whipping my back.

The whipping was more painful then the spankings and I couldn’t take anymore as I yelled out in pain. Each crack of the whip on my back sent a shiver down my spine and I started to hear yells and screams of joy from the audience. I thought that they where all a bunch of nut cases as they watched Psymon whip the shit out of me. The more he whipped me, the harder it became and I soon felt something hot and wet roll down my back. I stared down at the floor and saw blood that was now trickling down my back, my cries of pain turned into sobs. I bit my lower lip to try to concentrate on something other then the pain on my back.

After about forty-five minutes of whipping me, he stopped and I finally thought that it was over but I was wrong as I felt Psymon’s cock press up against my asshole.

“Please…no.” I breathed, but he ignored me and forced his way into my ass. I screamed in pain as I felt his cock tare my insides in half- I was really luckily that I wasn’t a virgin anymore but his cock was just as big as Troy’s or Bradley’s. He laughed hard as he started to push in and out of me and I grabbed onto the pole in front of me; biting down harder on my lip and I started to taste copper. I gasped and watched at blood dripped from my mouth. Moaning as Psymon lend down onto me, he took a strong hold of my cock and started stroking it faster then he was trusting.

“Fuck, you’re tight.” Psymon grunted. “I thought those bitches at home stretched you far enough so you didn’t have such a tight ass anymore.”

“We didn’t do it that much.” I told him and yelled as he was now pulling my dick rather then stroking it.

His thrusts got harder and faster each time he pound into me and I started to feel my balls start to twitch, getting full of my seed. I groaned as he started to smack the side of my ass with one hand and held the base of my dick with the other. I started to groan in pain as he cut off the circulation to my dick. I heard him laugh deep in his throat and I begged for him to let go of me, but he just laughed and tighten his grip on my cock. I thought he was going to torture me all night as he picked up his speed for the third time and I was relived when I saw Boss-man in the crowd and he finally let go of my base and he pushed further and harder into my ass. Again and again he pounded harder into me. I started to feel my balls twitch again and tightened my grip on the pole as I yelled out and came all over the base. Psymon laughed as he made me come, stroking my cock so that he could get every ounce out of me and hearing the crowd go wild as I came. I couldn’t do anything but hang onto the pole as he continued to thrust into me. He thrust another five more times before he came into me, I gasped as I felt his seed being spurted into my ass and if Psymon wouldn’t have held me up I would collapsed. I would live off the high that I usually got when I fuck Troy or Bradley but I couldn’t as I felt something else being ejaculated into my ass. It was warm and more liquefied then his cum. It wasn’t till I looked down between my legs that I saw yellow and white liquid dripping down from my ass. I gasped and felt so embarrassed by the scene that I started to sob.

“That was good.” Psymon smirked, licking the shell in my ear. “We should do this again sometime.” my sobs got louder but I was happy that none of the audience members could hear me as the music was playing louder then my sobs.

I was happy that it was FINALLY over and Psymon un-cuffed me before he eased out of me. Once he was out, I collapsed to my knees and stared around to find Psymon collecting tips for his performance. I thought that him vile and disgusting for fucking me and torturing me in front of all these people and I got up from where I sat and I ran down the catwalk to the curtain. Halfway down the walk one of my heels broke and I fell face first, I lay between the walk and the main stage for a moment and just thought about what had just happened to me. As I was thinking I could feel from the vibrations on the stage that someone was coming. I turned my gaze downward and saw Psymon was coming towards me. I hated the guy and what he did to me and my body started to heat up in rage. As he passed me, I reached out and tried to grab his pants leg but he saw me, laughing as he moved his leg away from me and stepped on my hand hard as he continued to walk pass me. I screamed as the pain rushed though my body and I started to sob once again.

It took a while for me to calm down, but once my sobs stopped I stood up and hobbled the rest of the way back to the dressing room where everyone stared at me in awe and disbelief.

“Sky…what happen to you.” Troy asked, his face had fallen at the sight of my bloody body. He walked up to me and at the slightest touch of his hand I broke down and started crying again. “Oh, Sky.” and he fell down to the ground with me and cradled me in his arms.

“I was violated!” I said between sobs. I was so fucked up by Psymon’s torture that I couldn’t talk.

“What!”

“Psymon fucked and tortured me as part of his performance.”

“What, that bastard!”

At that moment Psymon came in and everyone who was around me and heard what he did to me all turned and stared at him.

“What?” he asked seeing everyone looking at him.

“Psymon you fucking bipolar bastard!” Bradley yelled and went running at him. If it wasn’t for Boss-man who’d just came in and blocked his way he would have punch Psymon right in the face.

“What the fuck is going on in here?” he yelled looking from his Bitch to Bradley to me and Troy on the floor. His mouth dropped at the sight of me, huddled in Troy’s arms, my back all cut up and bloody and naked.

Boss-man then turned to Psymon and demanded what the meaning of tonight’s performance was. Psymon shrugged, “Just wanted to fuck him my own way. Shouldn’t have though, he was a lousy fuck.” Boss-man scuffed in rage and slapped him hard in the face.

“Don’t you ever do that again!” I heard Boss-man yell at his Bitch. “You know that other dancers are off limits!” Psymon didn’t say anything as he was being yelled at by his Pimp, he was used to it. Sighing, Boss-man turned back towards me and I stared up at him though teary eyes. “Troy, take Skylar home.” Troy nodded and he helped me up off the ground and over to his station, and starting to pack up. Bradley came over with his own things and with my jeans that I’d left behind the changing screen helping me put them on and taking off my boots.

Once we were all ready to go, Bradley went to go bring the car around the back so that no one on the main floor would see me. I was happy that I was leaving this hell hole and that we were going. Once in Bradley’s car, I lay down on Troy’s lap and cried the entire way home. I was too weak to walk up the stairs when we got to the house, so Bradley carried me on his back all the way up and into Troy’s bedroom while Troy went onto the kitchen to get a bowl of warm water, a rag and some gauze for my wounds.

“Oh, God.” Troy cried, seeing my back all whipped and bloody up close. I was lying face down on his bed, naked and waiting for him to treat my wounds when he came in, crying softly to myself. “I have seen Psymon do some crazy things to his clients but never anything like this.” he then pressed the warm wet cloth over my back and I hissed out in pain. “Why didn’t he stop?”

“I don’t know.” I replied. I rested my head on my hands and laid there silently as Troy cleaned and dressed my wounds. “Thank you.” I hissed as he laid me back down on the bed once that he wrapped my chest up in the gauze and was all done.

“No problem.” Troy smiled and he lay down with me on his bed. “You just rest now.”

I smiled at him and caressed his cheek. He took my hand in his and gently kissed my knuckles. My smile got bigger and I yawned, it had been a long night and after what I’ve been through I really needed my rest. The last thing I could remember before slipping off to sleep was Troy’s smiling face.

I didn’t wake until three in the afternoon the next morning. Troy wasn’t by my side and I wondered where he was. As I sat up and rubbed the sleep from my eyes, the door swung open and Bradley walked in.

“Oh, you’re finally awake. Did you sleep well?”

“Yes. Thank you.” I smiled at him and he began to undress my bandages and cleaned the cuts and wrapped fresh gauze around my chest. “Where’s Troy?” I then asked, laying back down as he brought me lunch in bed.

“The Home Depot.” Bradley replied, stealing some grapes off my plate. “He was worried about Psymon coming back home in the middle of the night so he stayed up. Thankfully, Psymon didn’t come home so to make sure he stays out; Troy went out this morning to get a new lock for the house. He should be returning shortly.”

When Troy came home, he put in the new lock. I didn’t know what they were doing after he installed the new system but I saw him and Bradley moving back and forth with boxes filled with really different and random things. Once that they were done with that, they both came in and sat on either side of me and Bradley placed a pizza box in front of us and opened it to reveal supreme Pizza Hut pizza with extra cheese. Troy picked me up a slice and I quickly dug into it.

“You know, Sky.” Bradley smiled, picking up his second slice of pizza. “Me and Troy have been thinking about you.”

“About what?” I asked.

“Well,” Troy replied, putting an arm around me. “We want you to move in with us.” he smiled and he showed me a freshly made key.

“Really?”

“Yeah.” Bradley smiled, putting his arm around the other side of me. “I mean, we kicked Psymon out for destroying you. So we want you to take over his room.”

I stared at the key and smiled, I was really happy that they were asking me to move in. but I started to recall the school rules that all first year students have to live in the dorm rooms.

“But what about my dorm room arrangements?” I asked.

“I know the guy who is n charged of the dorm rooms, he owes me a favor so I’ll just ask him to lift the rules for you.”

“What if he doesn’t lift the rules?”

“Then I’ll fuck him.” he laughed and both me and Troy joined in as we finished the pizza.

I gave my friends the key to my dorm room and that weekend they moved all my things into Psymon’s old room. I wanted to help them move my stuff into my new room but they told me no and that I needed to rest, but I was to stubborn to listen to them and I got up from Troy’s bed. They started to freak out and ordered me to go back to bed. I smiled at them and decided to go back to bed-but in my new bed as I saw that my sheets were already on. They just laughed at me and allowed me to stay there. Looking around the room, I saw that it looked like all the other bedrooms but more bear. Troy and Bradley soon changed that as they quickly decorated my new room with my things. I smiled once they were done and I thanked them.

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It took the wounds that Psymon gave me five weeks to heal. It really sucked for me because Troy and Bradley forced me to stay in bed-other then going to classes. Boss-man had felt so bad and sorry for what his own Bitch had done that he gave me a bonus in my check and two weeks vacation, with pay. When I did come back to Ace, I was kind of happy and nervous. I thought about quitting a few times over the weeks but I needed the money, if it wasn’t for my education I would have quit. I arrived early on the force of habit and helped Chris with stocking the liquor for tonight. A lot of the guys at work were glad to see me back and asked how I was doing. No one was more concerned for me then Chad was.

“Are you sure you’re alright.” Chad asked for the third time.

“Yes, I am.” I replied with a smiled. “But Chad, I want to tell you something.”

“What is it?” Chad asked.

I didn’t tell him, I showed it by placing my lips over his smaller ones and intertwining my fingers though his spiked hair. He gasped once our lips locked and I ran my tongue over his dry lips and he moaned as he relaxed and he opened. I then flooded his mouth with my tongue and leaned into him, moaning as our tongues began to waltz with one another, savaging through each ones mouth. It felt good to kiss Chad, I’d never done it and by the way he was roaming his fingers all over my body I could tell he was waiting for this moment for a long time. I moaned again as he grabbed a hold of my ass and squeezed it. Though I loved kissing Chad, I was running out of breath and I slowly unlocked my mouth from his. He whimpered as I pulled away but I caressed his cheek and smiled up at him.

“Thank you.”

“For what?” Chad asked, a very confuse look on his face.

“For getting Boss-man, if it wasn’t for you then I would have been severely hurt.”

“Oh…you’re welcome.” he smiled and I smiled back, giving him a peck on the cheek before I turned and walked back to the dressing rooms to change into my new Kitty costume that Bradley had re-made for me.