Maybe it was going a bit faster than we were both willing to accept. I knew I had been unprepared for the responsibilities of my new role in the house...old, for which I still didn't have a label. I think that's what Amud had been talking about. I wasn't prepared. I hadn't been down 'the path', as he called it.I spent a long time agonizing over what to do. The ball was definitely in my court. On the one hand, Sally had made it clear that she could accept it if I could not bring myself to put her. His face was distorted in my vision from all the tears. “Jeremy….Jeremy..” I kept repeating his name in a desperate attempt to get his attention. “Fuck, fuck yeah, I’m getting close you fuckin slut.” He bit his lower lip and stared me right in the eyes as I felt his body tense completely and felt the warm wet spurts of his hot cum shooting up inside of me. Shame washed over me entirely as my body convulsed underneath him, my small pussy squeezing every last drop inside of me completely on. The feel of my cock up her asshole was better than she could have imagined. The depth might have surprised her, pleased her. The puckering of her asshole excited both her and me . Her asshole squeezed and flexed by its own accord, without direction from her already spinning mind. The wetness of her cunt seemed more pronounced than ever, the juices making the inside of her thighs slippery. Her bushy cunt was throbbing and her clit felt as if it were about to burst from her cunt. She shook her. That was really intense emotional stuff to help people through.Her stomach twisted. Or what if the game designers did intend Whore as a class all along? What if this was just their way of roping her in to something so emotionally intense?Well, she hadn’t failed yet. She accepted the settings lock. Master Kessler’s eyes raised briefly.“Jonathan, show her to the training room. They will start shortly.”“Yes, Master Kessler.” Jonathan rang the bell and instructed the same young woman to show Ariel.