The Humiliation of Jane

                 Jane was going to make something of herself. At age 24, she was
                 determined to get through law school and become a corporate lawyer.
                 Nothing else matter to her. Other people were merely puppets that
                 existed only to help her reach her goal. Her beauty was merely a
                 tool that she used to get others, especially men, to do her
                 bidding. Unfortunately for Jane, the tables were just about to turn
                 on her.

                 Jane was like a hellcat around the law school library. She would
                 make impossible demands on the library staff, and treated them all
                 with contempt. After six months of this treatment, the staff was
                 ready to strike back with vengeance.

                 "Where are the books that I asked to be put aside for me," screamed
                 Jane, "You people are all morons, how will I pass my exam if I
                 don't have my books?"

                 A young man who was the subject of her barrage remained calm though
                 her tirade. Tom was used to her tantrums. But today, it seemed like
                 he was almost trying to upset her by not putting out her books.

                 "I have your books set aside in a special study carol," said Tom,
                 "I did not want anyone else getting their hands on your books. Come
                 with me, and I'll show you where they are."

                 "Let's just hurry up with this," said Jane, "I've got hours of
                 studying yet to do tonight."

                 Tom led Jane into a small room in the back of the library. On the
                 desk sat the books that she had requested.

                 "I think you'll find that this is a much more conducive place for
                 studying," said Tom, "You won't have as many distractions here."

                 "I don't know why you didn't just tell me the books were here in
                 the first place," said Jane, "Now just get the hell out of here.
                 How do you expect me to study with you distracting me like this?"

                 "Sorry Ma'am," said Tom as he shut the carol door.

                 Tom left the room and went into the adjacent utility room. From
                 that room, he could see Jane through the vent. He took out a small
                 vial from his shirt, and then reached under the boiler to pull out
                 an oxygen mask.  He then smashed the bottle on the side of the wall
                 next to the vent. Upon contact with air, the contents of the bottle
                 turned into smoke which seeped through the vent into the carol
                 where Jane was studying.

                 "What the fuck?," said Jane as she noticed the smoke coming through
                 the vent. It was the last thing she said however, as the fumes
                 quickly overcame her and she passed out.
                 When Jane awoke, it was several hours later. As she looked up from
                 her daze, she saw Tom.

                 "Wake up little Janey," said Tom, "You seem to have dozed off, the
                 library's been closed for over an hour."

                 "Dozed off?," said Jane, "There was some sort of smoke in here, I'm
                 gonna sue the pants off of you and the whole library staff."

                 "I don't think you'll be suing me, or anyone else for that matter,
                 Janey," said Tom. "That was no ordinary smoke. It was a powerful
                 drug that zapped that part of your brain that you might call your
                 `free will.' From now on you will be at the mercy of anyone and
                 everyone here. You will do anything that they ask you to do, no
                 matter how humiliating. Otherwise, you will remain your usual
                 disagreeable self."

                 "What the hell are you talking about," said Jane, "I might feel a
                 little groggy, but I'm in full command of my abilities. I am going
                 to report you to the Chief Librarian."

                 "I see that I'm going to have to demonstrate the full effects of
                 this drug," said Tom, "Stand up!"

                 Despite not wanted to follow Tom's orders, Jane stood up.

                 "I was just about to get up and leave anyway," said Jane, trying to
                 hide the fact that she couldn't resist Tom's request.

                 "Oh, you will be leaving here soon," said Tom, "but probably not
                 the way that you anticipate. Take off your clothes, Jane."

                 "What! I'll have you up on charges," said Jane, "The very idea of
                 even suggesting that will land you in jail mister!"

                 As she spoke, she started to unbutton her blouse.

                 "If you think for one second that I'm going to fall for your story,
                 you're crazy!," said Jane as she removed her blouse and let her
                 skirt fall to her feet.

                 "You knock me out, and then try to convince me that I'm no longer
                 in control of myself. What a laugh!," said Jane as she undid her
                 bra and let her breasts spring into view.

                 "There's as much chance of me taking off my clothes for you as
                 there is me romping naked through campus," said Jane as she slid
                 off her panties, leaving her totally naked.

                 "I guess your mind doesn't know what your body is doing," said Tom,
                 "Nice pair of tits you have there Janey."

                 "How the hell would you know," said Jane.

                 At that point, Jane looked down in horror and discovered her
                 nakedness.

                 "Oh my god, what have you done to me?!," said Jane as she tried to
                 cover herself from Tom's intent gaze.

                 "Me? I haven't done anything," said Tom. "You took your clothes off
                 all by yourself. Put your arms to your sides and stop trying to
                 cover up like that. In fact, why don't you turn around and model a
                 bit for me."

                 "You bastard!," shouted Jane as she slowly turned around to give
                 Tom a better view of her body. "Why am I doing this?"

                 "You do seem a bit more open to suggestions than usual," laughed
                 Tom. "Let's go into the main part of the library, there's some
                 people there waiting to see you."

                 "What do you mean, you pervert," said Jane, as she followed Tom out
                 of the carol and into the main section of the library where about
                 ten people were sitting their awaiting her arrival. As Jane came
                 into view, she was greeted by the hoots, hollers, and whistles of
                 the men and women there.

                 "It worked!," said Sam, another member of the library staff,"I
                 can't believe that that stuff really worked!"

                 "I'll have you all fired," screamed Jane. "Wait until the head
                 librarian finds out about this!"

                 "But I already know, my dear," said Sarah, the head of the law
                 school library. "I've been fed up with your tantrums for some time.
                 We sort of hatched this plot together. A friend of mine is trying
                 to develop a drug that will help people to get more out of
                 psychotherapy. The only problem with the drug seems to be a
                 permanent side effect if large doses are administered. If the
                 dosage is large enough, the drug actually permanently destroys the
                 part of the brain that controls one's free will. Everything else
                 remains the same, the person's personality and mind are left
                 intact, yet they are very susceptible to doing whatever ANYONE asks
                 of them. If my friend is correct, you are now at the mercy of
                 everyone and anyone that asks you to do something. Let's test it
                 out. Why don't you put on a little show for us. I want you to play
                 with yourself in front of us."

                 "This is all a bunch of nonsense!," said Jane, as her hand
                 gravitated towards her pubic area.  "You can't get away with this!"

                 "Ah, but what are we getting away with, Janey darling?," said
                 Sarah. "We haven't laid a hand on you, you're bringing all this on
                 to yourself. Why don't you lie down on this table and spread your
                 legs so everyone can watch as you rub your little clitty."
 

                 "My god! This is sooo humiliating," sobbed Jane. "Please don't make
                 me do this in front of all these people."

                 "You didn't seem to mind humiliating my staff with your demands,"
                 said Sarah. "Why don't you cum for us now?"

                 Jane started rubbing her clit faster and faster with one hand, and
                 squeezed her breasts with her other hand.

                 "No, no..let me stop, I'm cumming! Please, please, no more," said
                 Jane as her body began going into the convulsions from her orgasm.
                 "You bastards!, you'll live to regret doing this to me."

                 "Like you regret treating everyone here like scum?," asked Sarah.
                 "Alright, you can stop now, I have some other things I want to try
                 out anyway."

                 "Other things?!," cried Jane, "No, please, I'm sorry I treated all
                 of you like I did. I'll be nicer in the future."

                 "A little late for that Janey," said Sarah. "There isn't an
                 antidote to the drug you've ingested. I'm afraid that we couldn't
                 change what you've become even if we wanted to. Anyone else want to
                 plant a suggestion in Jane's mind?"

                 "I have an idea," said Sam. "I think you need a change in diet.
                 From now on, you will be addicted to sperm. You will live for the
                 taste of cum. They always say the best time to start a new diet is
                 now. Why don't you sample some jism from my cock, Janey."

                 With tears rushing down her face, Jane went over to Sam and undid
                 his zipper and pulled out his cock. She took it in her mouth and
                 started sucking it, intent on getting from him the nectar she was
                 now addicted to.

                 "Take your time, and watch those damn teeth," said Sam. "Otherwise,
                 we'll turn you into a whore and make you screw the whole damn
                 school."

                 "Please, please cum for me, I need to have your sperm," said Jane.
                 "This feels worse than an addiction to heroin."

                 "OK, Janey, here it comes," said Sam as he squirted streams of cum
                 into her mouth. Then, she rushed over to lick up a splotch of sperm
                 that had missed her mouth and landed on the library floor.

                 "Tasted good, eh?," laughed Sam, "Well, if you're nice to me, you
                 can come to me for a fix anytime."

                 "Well little girl, I guess we've had enough fun for one night,"
                 said Sarah, "But before you leave, I want to give you a little
                 present that I had made for you. From now on, you'll wear it
                 everyday."

                 Sarah laughed as she held up a T-shirt that had, "Your wish is my
                 command.." written across the front.

                 "Put on your new T-shirt and your skirt and go on home," said
                 Sarah, "I hope you get used to your new lifestyle soon."

                 "I said your t-shirt and skirt!," said Sarah, as Jane started to
                 don her panties, "Leave the rest of your clothing here."

                 I'll figure out someway of beating this stuff," said Jane, "And
                 when I do, watch out...I'll get even with all of you."

                 "We shall see, my dear. We shall see," laughed Sarah.
 

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