MMMM/f/anal/gangbang/WS/scat Candy sat nervously on the huge leather sofa in the posh office building of Blenheim & Sternum. She had platinum blonde hair that hung down her shoulders in waves and was dressed in a tight halter top that accentuated her huge breasts. She was clad in a mini skirt that barely reached down to the bottom of her ass with white pantyhose similar to that of a schoolgirl's. Candy was only 18 and she desperately needed a job. She had seen the small add in the paper which stated: Young blonde models wanted - excellent learning experience assured call S.E.P.M. 555-8944. Little did Candy know that S.E.P.M. stood for SUPREME EDEN FOR POWERFUL MEN. All she knew was that the male voice on the other end of the line had asked her a few simple questions. She recalled the conversation she had a few hours ago: "Hello this is S.E.P.M." said a male voice. "Hi. (giggle) My name is Candy and I'm calling about your add in the paper?" "Well hello there Candy....that's a cute name. Tell me - You seem to be giggling...are you nervous?" "Well....yeah kinda." Candy responded shyly. "That's o.k. Candy....everybody is nervous when they are trying to get a job. How desperate are you for work?" "Oh...really desperate mister, I don't seem to have any good qualifications and nobody will hire me." Candy said in a pouty voice hoping to recieve sympathy. "Tell me Candy....how old are you?" "I'm 18 years old. "Did you finish high school?" the male voice asked inquisitively. "No. I....I dropped out." Candy said nervously anticipating rejection. "Well Candy...that's just the type of girl we're looking for" said the man. "Oh goody" cheered Candy. "You're the first person who's interested in me." "Well Candy, we would certainly like to set up an interview with you this afternoon around 4:30 pm. However, there is a dress code that you must follow if you are interested in working with us. You must wear something appealing, something that men like to see on a woman...I think you get the idea don't you Candy?" the male voice said in a suggestive tone. "In our business, sometimes what a woman looks like is most important - I think you understand. "Oh yes sir" replied Candy in an excited tone. "I was hoping you could help me by giving me some hints on what to wear - I hope you don't hold this against me but I'm really not that smart when in comes to wardrobe outfits. "Your really not that bright at all are you Candy?" said the voice. "Oh...nnn nn no I...I guess not mister." replied Candy in a desparate tone. "That's o.k. Candy, we specialize in hiring women like you. We have a staff of men here that specialize in helping dim minded women like you. We educate them and help them become smarter on how to get ahead in the real world. All you need to do is wear a cheap outfit and we will be very pleased." Candy hesitated for a moment, slowly it dawned on her what the man on the other end of the line was asking her to do. "You....you mean you want me to..to dress in something sexual?" "If I may be so bold Candy...we don't like girls who are not cooperative. We want them to do as they are told....if you want to get ahead in this world...you must learn how to dress and behave. Who do you think is normally the head of wealthy companies Candy?" asked the voice sternly. "Men" replied Candy. "That's right Candy....men are in charge most of the time. So you must cater to what they want if you want to succeed in this world do you understand? Now be here no later than 4:30 pm sharp and make sure you wear what most men desire - something a bit slutty." said the male voice sternly. Candy was a bit confused, but she concluded that the man on the other end of the line must be a powerful executive who made lots of money. She also knew that she wasn't very smart and she needed all the advice and education she could get in order to get a good job. Candy knew that dressing like a schoolgirl whore might dramatically increase her chances of getting hired, so she decided to do what she was told. Candy continued waiting in the lobby of the office building. She tapped her bright red high heels on the ground hoping that the wait would soon be over. Candy was very excited about the prospect of being hired by such a wealthy company. She couldn't wait to impress her employers with her outfit and good looks. She thought of the strong and powerful male voice she heard on the other end of the phone. For some mysterious reason, she knew that she trusted this man. He seemed very intelligent and knew just what was good for her. Even though she didn't know what he looked like, he sounded very sexy. Candy's pussy began to leak a few drops of goo as she continued to think of his voice. It was so strong - so powerful - so seductive, he would take good care of her. Presently the door to the office opened. Candy's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets - a huge man stood in front of the doorway to the central office dressed in a tuxedo and built like a bodybuilder. He was extremely handsome. Candy began to feel all squishy in her panties. Her pussy juice had a sharp odor and it began to filter out into the open air for everyone to smell. Candy knew that she could not supress the odor and she felt a little embarrassed. Reluctantly she stood up. "You must be Candy" said the handsome man. "Come in - we've been expecting you." Candy walked clumsily in her high heels toward the open door. She smiled at the man. He did not smile back. Instead, he looked her up and down - sizing her up - his gaze looking at her slutty schoolgirl outfit. He inhaled deeply, as if he smelled something. Candy knew that he had detected her girly goo. Her panties had become so damp that it was a wonder that it hadn't started to trickle down her white pantyhose. She walked through the open door and it was promptly closed behind her. Candy surveyed the room with awe. It was filled with furniture of the highest order. Expensive paintings lined the walls and the floors were made of shiny marble. Even the railings to the chairs were made of brass. "Sit down Candy. This is what we call the preliminary room. The actual interview will take place in the inner office only if you qualify." said the burly man sternly. "The man you spoke to on the phone is Mr. Blenheim. Normally I take all the phone calls but he is a well respected and generous man and he is not above picking up the phone himself when the occasion arises." "You mean....you mean I spoke to the president of the company?" stammered Candy. "Not exactly" replied the burly assistant. "He's who you would call a co-owner. He and Mr. Sternum have run this institution for over 20 years. They are in their early 50's now but they are very wealthy and they demand a lot of respect - especially from pretty girls like you. You realize that you will have to respect them and do whatever they tell you to do don't you Candy?" "Oh yes mister. I'll do whatever it takes to get the job. I want all of you to be very impressed with me" replied the young blond. "That's a good girl Candy" said the big man. "You can start by impressing me - you want to impress me don't you Candy?" "Oh yes Mister, anything you say. I brought my resume with me as well as some of my work experience portfolio." said Candy excitedly. "That won't be necessary Candy. What we are looking for is someone to please us in other ways." said the man. There was a long silence as he let his words sink into her little pea brain. Candy was clueless as to what he meant. Obviously she needed some more prodding. "O.k. Candy let me shoot it to you straight. Mr. Sternum said that you giggled alot over the phone, is this true?" Candy thought for a moment trying to recall the conversation she had with Mr. Sternum earlier. Suddenly she remembered. "Yeah....I guess I did.... a little bit" replied the young girl shyly. "Well Candy, around here we expect women to giggle a lot. We DO NOT like it when they have a lot to say - especially anything intelligent. Do you understand?" asked the man in a more severe tone of voice. "Yes mister, I understand" replied the dumb blonde. And with that she gave the hint of a giggle because she knew that this was what pleased this powerful man. "Uncross your legs Candy." the man said sharply. "We have given you a tremendous opportunity to be a part of this institution - the least you could do is show us a little respect....that's a good girl....hike up your mini-skirt a little." Candy nervously pulled up her dress a little bit revealing even more of her pantyhose. The assistant looked her over again - his gaze falling between her legs. Then he proceed to approach Candy's chair - circling behind it and resting his powerful hands on her shoulders. "Now Candy, I know you want to be cooperative during this preliminary interview" said the assistant as he began messaging her shoulders. "You look like a cooperative girl to me and I just know the men are going to enjoy you to the fullest aren't they Candy?" the man hinted in a suggestive tone. Candy began to sigh, trying to relax. The hands continued to message her shoulders and slowly began to work their way down to the top of her breasts. Her massive globes began to bud and grow with each caress and young Candy let a few moans escape from her pouty red lips. "Spread your legs wider Candy....that's a girl........hike up your skirt a little bit more.....good girl....your being being very cooperative." Candy spread her legs even further and hiked up her skirt even more allowing the male assistant a complete view of her damp crotch. A tiny puddle of pussy goo was beginning to form on the leather chair which did not go unnoticed by the big burly assistant. His hands continued to circle her breasts - teasing the tender buds through her black mini skirt. They began to feel firm and erect as little moans escaped Candy's lips. The burly assistant allowed one hand to roam down to her belly button as he gently began caressing her stomach. Slowly he moved to the front of the leather chair and unzipped his pants. Little did Candy know that the entire scene was being watched on video monitor from another room by Mr. Blenheim, Mr. Sternum, and two other business men. One was a wealthy lawyer that handled all of the legal work for S.E.P.M. The other was a senator. These men were just a small portion of the hundreds of male members involved with S.E.P.M., all of whom shared the belief that a woman's place in the world was to be used as objects for the complete and total pleasure of men. Every member had his own fetish that was gauranteed to be accomodated. Some men preferred watching a helpless dumb female experience her period. Others liked to tie up the women and beat them. Still some others liked to urinate all over a woman's face and hair. The women that were brought into the S.E.P.M. organization were carefully screened for i.q. level as well as their abilities for tolerance and cooperation. If these type of women were in short supply, S.E.P.M. had a staff of trained surgeons and doctor's - all of whom shared S.E.P.M. beliefs - that handled women who were kidnapped and brought into the operating room. There, the women were sedated and given drugs that slowly sapped their will and made them more cooperative. Next they entered counsiling sessions with trained psychiatrists that slowly manipulated their minds into believing that there role was to serve and worship men and to forever devote their lives - and their children - to the institution. When the transformation process was over, the women left the prison laboratory of their own free will. They gladly entered S.E.P.M. eager to please men of all shapes sizes and colors. It didn't matter how old or ugly they were - there minds had been shrunk to that of a pea brain mentality that was addicted souly to the penis as well as other bodily excrements that a male might exhibit. The women were now slaves - like all the other beautiful women involved with S.E.P.M. Candy contiued moaning softly as the burly assistant removed his cock from his pants. "Lean back Candy....shove your bottom up" said the assistant. Candy did as she was told. The assistant gently took hold of her legs and raised them in the air exposing a very damp puddle on the seat as well as her wet pantyhose. The odor of Candy's dampness purmiated the room. "Well well...looks like Candy is all wet...we'd better have a look shouldn't we Candy?" "Ooooh.....oh" Candy moaned as her red high heels stuck up high in the air and her legs were spread wide like a pig. The young male assistant pressed a finger gently against her crotch feeling the dampness between her smelly legs. Slowly he messaged her stinky twat as his cock stiffened. Slowly he leaned over and pressed his cock against her cherry red pouty lips. "Open your mouth Candy" said the big man sternly. Candy hesitated. "Now Candy you be a good girl and do what your told...or we'll have to see about fixing you. You don't want us to become angry with you do you Candy?" "No sir" replied Candy. "Then open your stupid little mouth and slurp!" said the man in a commanding tone. Slowly Candy opened her sweet little mouth and pressed her cherry red lips against the tip of the mans fat cock. It was inormous and grew even larger making her mouth form a big "O" around the tip. Slowly the cock eased its way into her dirty little mouth. Candy's tongue began to dance around on the inside of her hot little mouth - caressing the big fat smelly lard as it spurted a few drops of pre-cum into her juicy hole. "That's a girl Candy......from now on this will be your passifyer...this is what we will give you when we don't want you to talk." Candy continued slurping away - oblivious to what was being said to her. She was becoming content to suck on this mans cock. It was so big and fat and it tasted so good. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as she became a mindless slut - just slurping away and drooling on the front of her black mini dress. The burly assistant scooped up some of her dirty cream from the leather seat and smeared it on her cheek - making her smell like a whore. He continued plunging his cock in and out of her puffy mouth making her face baloon in and out. Candy became a mindless fuck-doll. She made loud slurping sounds and continued moaning with her legs spread wide in the air allowing the big assistant to inspect her creamy smelly progress. More pussy goo gushed out of her cunt and seeped onto the leather chair making the puddle grow bigger. The man now had her white panty hose pulled halfway down her legs exposing her smoothly shaved twat. It was so beautiful and intoxicating and it gleamed with sticky juice. The young man stared at Candy's face with his cock plunging ever so violantly in and out of it - her round puffy lips forming a big ring around his fat smelly meat. What a whore he thought to himself. The slurping contiued, and soon the assistant felt his balls swell with a load of greasy sperm. His fat penis formed a puffy ring at the base that began to make its way up his shaft like a menacing snake. As the bulge of semen made its way up the burly man's shaft, Candy's lips were stretched even wider as if her entire mouth was being stuffed with garbage. The cock exploded hot sticky sperm inside her trampy mouth. Some of the sperm coiled up and shot to the back of her slutty throat forming a sticky pool engulfing her tonsils - some of the other load was sprayed violently all over her gums and tongue. The taste of his huge load was bitter, salty, and unforgiving. Candy's nostrils flared up and puffed out as a result of the invasion and she felt like she was going to choke. The tall powerful man held her throat firmly with one had and grabbed her hair with the other. "Finish it all you stupid cunt....that's a good little slut......swirl it around in your mouth....that's it you filthy little whore!" Candy swallowed every drop of sperm and groaned. The assistant removed his filthy cock from her mouth and smeared the remaining residue on her face - getting some sticky left over jizz on her eye shadow. Then he took a tissue and wiped her face off so that she would look presentable to Mr. Blenheim and company. Candy got up from the chair and pulled up her smelly pantyhose giving the burly assistant a seductive slutty smile. "Come here Candy" the assistant said motioning to the 2nd doorway comprised of solid oak. Young Candy giggled and strutted over to the door - her breath smelling of yucky sperm. The young man held the door and ushered her inside. The room Candy entered into was huge. Like the previous room, it was filled with expensive furniture - leather chairs and expensive paintings with gold frames. Four men were waiting for her sitting in expensive leather lounge chairs. Candy was amazed when she noticed a young girl of about 13 years of age waddling around on her knees a few feet away from the men. She was dressed in a little pink ballarina dress which clearly exposed her white cottom panties. What was even more shocking to Candy was what the young girl was doing. She was licking the marble floor with her tongue and occasionally looking up to the four men with pleading eyes - desparate for approval. The men gave her none and she continued slurping at what looked like a puddle of urine on the floor. The young assistant shoved Candy forward forcefully and smiled at the four men - all of whom were dressed in business suits. "Gentleman this is Candy....she's been a very good girl so far and I think you are going to like her" stated the burly man. And with that, he turned and left the room. "Is that so Candy?" asked one of the men. "Come here sweety lets have a look at your body....that's a girl.....start giggling....we like girls that giggle don't we men?" Candy approached the four men giggling and rolling her eyes. She stuck a finger in her mouth and began to suck on it. The four men stared at her taking in the beautiful site. They looked at her eyes - smeared with slutty black eye shadow. Her lips - laden with thick traces of red lipstick which had been partially smeared by the greasy fat penis that had penetrated her mouth a few minutes earlier. "Turn around Candy....we want to see your bottom." said Mr. Sternum. Candy turned slowly around allowing the men a long view of her gorgeous round ass. "Pull your pantyhose down Candy" said another. Slowly candy pulled down her white pantyhose letting them rest at the base of her kneecaps. Her slutty cunt glistened with pussy juice. Her pink puffy folds were thick and fleshy and they had recently been shaved. Candy continued slurping on her index finger and rolling her eyes - moaning softly. The young girl on the floor looked up at the four men and crawled over to Mr. Blenheim wimpering softly. "Mr. Blenheim.....I.....I made messy in my panties." she wimpered in a little girl voice. Obviously her voice box had been altered in an operation by one of the doctors and she sounded like a six year old at most. "Donald you go take care of trixy....she needs to be changed" stated Mr. Blenheim. One of the men got up from his chair and strolled over to trixy lifting the back of her little pink ballerina skirt. A mushy brown streak had formed at the base of her little white panties and she smelled like she had made a poo. The strong man picked her up and carried her out of the room wimpering and moaning like a little girl should. The remaining three men fixed their venomous eyes upon young Candy. "Bend over Candy and spread your hiney with both hands" stated another. Candy slowly turned her back to the four men and bent over - spreading her ass cheeks with both hands. "My...my......what a gorgeous little brown hole she's got huh fellas?" said Mr. Sternum. "By god your right....isn't it cute...nice and brown thick and juicy...just ready for the taking." said another. "I'll bet she wants a nice thick cock up her ass don't you Candy?" Candy nodded her head - eager to impress. "Come here Candy and bend over in front of me....my name is Mr. Sternum and I'm going to be in charge of you for now" said the powerful executive. Candy strolled over slowly toward Mr. Sternum's chair - her high heels clicking on the marble floor. She was such a treat and looked very delicious. She had trouble walking straight with her pantyhose draped halfway down her knees. Slowly she turned around and bent over pulling her ass cheeks apart - exposing her golden brownie to the 54 year old man. Mr. Sternum leaned forward and to a big wiff of her smelly brown hole. It smelled musky with a hint of BM. The scent of her pussy juice was also unmistakable and Mr. Sternum reached in and began to probe her wet cunt with his middle finger. "Come on over men....you guys have a right to enjoy her too! You have paid your respects to this organization countless times, it's only fitting that you both get a taste of this new bimbo - especially you Mr. Blenheim seeing as to how you are a co-owner of S.E.P.M. Both men rose from their chairs and strolled over to Candy. They got on either side of her and began touching her all over. Mr. Blenheim inserted his hand underneath Candy's black mini-dress and began caressing her left boob. Candy was still bent over and she felt a fat finger pushing it's way into her smelly bottom. "Oooooh" she moaned as the men touched and smelled her slutty body. The fat finger was now firmly embedded in her brownie and three fingers were forcefully being inserted into her dirty twat. Candy felt a little uncomfortable in her high heels being bent over in such an awkward position but this was of no concern to the men. They continued to probe her as they removed their cocks from their trowsers. "Stay bent over and take hold of their cocks Candy" said Mr. Sternum from his seated position. Candy reached out with both hands allowing Mr. Sternum to spread her ass cheeks apart by himself. She grabbed hold of both cocks and began stroking them lovingly. Her skirt was now hiked up all the way and her hiney as well as her pee pee were in plain view for all to see. She smelled like a whore and was now being treated like one. Little did Candy know that she would not be paid for any of this - nor would she ever leave the building again. In another room, doctors were already preparing a special room for her - complete with an operating table and schringes filled with heavy doses of special drugs that were bound to make her even more submissive than she already was. Candy continued stroking the ugly snakes in her hands and soon she was ordered to lie down in the puddle of urine on the floor. Little Trixy hadn't finished lapping it all up when she had her accident and so Candy felt the cold smelly liquid against her back as she lay in the puddle of piss. All three men knelt down around her inspecting their newly found prize. They spread her limbs apart and removed her mini-dress exposing her massive tits which were shiny with makeup gloss. Mr. Sternum and his assistant began to nibble on each one of her tits while Mr. Blenheim pressed his smelly cock against her shiny little mouth - easing it in slowly watching the young girl's mouth form a big fat "O" around his thick piece of stinky lard. The men began to ravage her more forcefully holding her firmly on the marble floor allowing the puddle of piss to seep into her skin. Mr. Blenheim continued pumping his thick cock in and out of her bulging mouth - ballooning it in and out like an inflatable fuck doll. His testicles banged against her sweet little nose and they smelled of sweat and filthy piss. The other two men were spreading her legs to the limit and jamming their fingers into her cunt scooping up large amounts of sticky goo and smearing it all over her ass. Candy groaned as the assault intensified and the fingers were slowly replaced by an entire hand - then a fist! The large stump gorged her vulva and slowly eased its way toward her uterus. Candy felt full and dirty. The cock in her mouth began to grow even larger in preperation for Mr. Blenheims special offering. Suddenly a huge spurt of jizz exploded in little Candy's mouth followed by even larger gooey globs of semen. Mr. Blenheim held her head firmly to the floor allowing the jizz to slither its way to the back of the whore's throat. The other two men brought their penises up to her face and began dick slapping her cheeks with the dirty vessals. Mr. Blenheim removed his cock from Candy's slutty gutter mouth and moved out of the way. Next it was Mr. Sternum's turn. His cock bulged as it bobbled back and forth in front of Candy's slutty face. Soon it erupted in short - but massive bursts. A large thick glob roped itself around Candy's left eyelash. Another shot directly into her eye. A third - much larger glob streaked across her forehead and into her hair. Almost instantly Mr. Sternum's assistant began to groan as he felt his massive balls begin to erupt as well. His cock was longer in length and he pressed it against Candy's lips. "Open wide Candy.....that's a girl!" The assistant shoved his cock deep into her throat and Candy almost choked. The huge heavy lard erupted with volcanic force against her throat. The jizz had begun to pile up in Candy's mouth and it began to seep out of her lips despite the massive penis inserted inside her. Little rivalets of smelly man goo began to leak down her cheek and onto her throat. When the men were finished with Candy she was a sticky smelly mess! Her hair was streaked with cum and her mouth looked and smelled like a globby dumpster. Her breasts had been messaged and manipulated to the point of being sore and her cunt had trouble closing itself due to the massive manly fist that had invaded it earlier. She smelled like a gutter whore. This prompted the men to take their insults a step further: "You smell like a piece of white trash Candy....we're going to take you to another room and give you a rub down" said the assistant. With that, the men helped Candy to her feet as they gaurded each side of her. They led her out into one of the corridors gripping her arms firmly in case she had second thoughts and tried to escape. This would be Candy's last few moments of free will as they led her to the operating room. Candy felt confused about what was going on. "What's going on guys....isn't the interview over?" she asked - careful not to sound too alarmed as she gazed at the large metal table in the center of the room. "It's o.k. Candy, we're just going to give you a special message since you've been such a good girl aren't we boys?" said Mr. Sternum. The men nooded their heads in unison. Gently they picked Candy up off of the floor and lay her on her back. She smelled like urine and the men had no respect for her - though they were careful not to openly show this too often until she had been properly medicated. Mr. Blenheim and Mr. Sternum held Candy firmly to the operating table while the assistant began strapping her down. First her legs - then her waist - then her arms. Finally, a doctor dressed in a pure white outfit came in and applied a special head strap that forced Candy's head to the table. When she was finally secure, the three men turned and left the room without saying a word - leaving the doctor there to conduct his business without disturbance. Candy began to feel scared. She tried in a vain attempt to free herself but she couldn't even lift her head off the table. "Mister let me go.....I don't like this" said Candy struggling against the straps. The doctor ignored her and picked up a needle filled with a slimy yellow serum. Then he began to rub her right arm with a gause pad preparing her for an injection. "Let me go you sick bastard" shouted Candy as it finally dawned on her that this "Interview" had gotten way out of hand. She was not prepared to be injected with a sharp painful needle and worst of all, she was unsure of what would happen to her once the drug was injected. However there was nothing the struggling girl could do. The straps had been secured firmly and she was now the doctor's captive no matter what. Slowly the needle eased it's prickly way into her tender flesh. Almost instantly Candy began to feel woozy and tired. She fought with all her might to keep her eyes open but the sedative was too powerful and soon she succomed to the heavy dose of medication. A period of weeks passed while Candy ate, breathed, and slept in a haze. She was given constant medication and exposure to sexual stimulation. Everytime she resisted a session or faught against one of her male doctor's, she was beaten severly, sometimes with a leather strap. Everytime she responded positively to the male organ or various excrements from the male body she was rewarded with an orgasm by one or two of the doctors - usually in the from of penis insertion through the vagina. Slowly, through constant medication and consultation, Candy began to lose her will. By the fifth week of treatment in the facility, her IQ level had dropped substantialy and she was reduced to a babbling bimbo with little vocabulary. By the sixth week her sessions were about to conclude. "Hello little bimbo" said one of the doctors as he entered her sleeping quarters. Candy giggled her response and licked her lips at the doctor. He was the most beautiful sight in the world. The doctor held out his middle finger and stuck it in her face. Candy immediately began sucking on it and rolling her eyes. She moaned softly and spread her legs for the doctor as he began to undo his pants. "We have one last operation for you today my little whore" stated the doctor firmly. "That voice box of yours has to be changed to a little girl's voice." Candy moaned and continued slurping on the doctors finger. She was bare naked accept for a pair of white cotton panties with flowers and daisies on them. Candy was oblivious to what was being said to her as she felt a trickle of pee escape her cunt. Soon the trickle became a steady flow as Candy began to wet herself in front of the doctor. "That's a good girl Candy....You're learning where girl's are supposed to go potty." Candy moaned and wimpered as the doctor aimed his penis directly at her face and began to piss. The steady stream of urine spashed against her eyes and lips. Candy was going to become a beautiful potty!