me.
I tried to respond but he pushed my head into the bed, muffling my voice. Realizing the tragedy of my predicament, tears began to form in my eyes.
"You signed that contract. Maybe you should have read it. By giving us your consent, you are bound to participate in our frat's famous experiment."
There was tingling sensation in my asshole. This was wrong. I shouldn't be enjoying my defilement.
"See, I'm a psychology major. I have a thesis I'm working on. Its subject? The sexuality of the human female." I heard him un-buttoning his pants and pushing them to the floor.
"Ugh," I spit out as I urged my face up. "What does this have to remotely do with that?"
"I'd get to that if you wouldn't interrupt me," he spanked my ass, hard. "Be a good little slut."
The impact of hand against cheek left it vibrating. The fingers left my tight hole shortly afterwords. Gasping, that fucked up part of my brain wanted them back in me.
"See, society has deemed that while men always want sex no matter what, women aren't supposed to. They're supposed to be prim and proper, good girls." The heat of his cock radiated on my ass. It slid down my cheeks to my pecker, tickling the outside. "My opinion? It is merely a social construct. Inside every heterosexual human female, there is a slut waiting to break out, who wants every sexy cock she sees. That's the hypothesis."
Swiftly, and suddenly he thrusted his cock into my hole, right to the back of my ass. My mouth gaped open at the sudden intrusion, and I was so thankful that he had chosen to use lube.
"How I test the hypothesis. In one week, my beautiful Olivia - " he said, as he brought his cock out and brought it back in. It was a slow and throbbing sensation. I whimpered, close to a moan. Bret leaned down to my ear. "I'm going to turn you into a cock-hungry slut. You aren't going to be able to live without being fucked at least three times a day."