Assignment 1

“I Smell Like a Cheap Whore”

I do smell like a cheap whore. Rather more often now than I used to. The smell of used cumfilled pussy and piss. The scent of him. The scent of you Sir…Stained on my skin. I wonder if others smell it when I’m around them. I love the smell and once I smell myself my pussy instantly starts getting wet. I want more. You use me until you’ve bred the smell of cheap whore out of me and I wear it like it’s the best perfume i’ve ever gotten. And it’s never a smell that just leaves and I can’t wash it away. It lingers for a few days sometimes. So much so that I put off showering just so I can smell us mixed together in hopes that it becomes permanent. No amount of washing rids it from my skin. My hair even holds the scent of your piss. It brings out the animal in me. Marking your territory…letting others know I belong to you. When I smell myself a tingle runs through me and the excitement is top-tier. Never have I craved so bad to smell this way. But now I’m addicted You created and trained me to be your cheap whore. Now it’s all I want Sir. Cheap whore seeps from my pores. I whimper and whine when you go to the bathroom and don’t tell me to follow you. I want your scent all over me. Make me smell used and ruined. I’m no good anymore. How will I ever manage without it?

I remember the first time Sir pissed on me and made me drink it. We had gotten a hotel. Sir woke me up the next morning telling me to get in the bathroom. I didn’t know what was about to happen. There was a towel on the floor and he told me to kneel and open my mouth. I did and in the next instance, his piss hit my tongue. He stopped and told me to swallow. Being the happy pleasing slut I am I swallowed as quickly as I could. Once I did he filled my mouth up again and didn’t stop he pissed in my hair on my face and down my chest. I was in shock at how much I actually enjoyed it. My motto is to try anything once and twice if I like it. I was over the moon thinking about the next time we would do this. I still remember what he tasted like the very first time and I will always crave his piss. It left me smelling like a whore and I didn’t want to wash it away. He called me a good girl after and I blushed. I am and always will be Sir’s cheap whore.