I think you willeagerly bend to my ways.” Bob’s mind was racing.His eyes ran over her amazon-likebody in her skin tight, sweaty wetexercis... suit. Her body wasextraordinary and every detail was clearlyoutlined through herthin outfit including her nipples and even her labia.Bob felt astrong sexual attraction to this lady. He felt his toolgrowingas he wondered what might come from her ‘training’. He looked atherand softly said, “I think we should give it a try. I couldn't resist any more.I kicked my shorts aside. John turned me around and bent me over the kitchen counter.Spread your legs for me Anita. Spread them further. Good girl. Now spread your ass cheeks for me.I did as I was told and felt Johns cock rubbing up and down my pussy.John grabbed a handful of hair pulling my head back.What do you want Anita?Fuck me John, fuck me now my pussy is on fire. I need your cock in my pussy.John slowly entered me. I could feel my pussy being stretched by his. High heels, nylons and a garter belt. He didn’ttouch or want sex, he just like that look. She shiftedthe milk filled breasts, it was like they had come fromouter space all of a sudden. She picked a long blondehair from her skirt and flicked it away. She walked to the door and knocked. “Come in,” said,John. She walked in and said,, “Reporting for nursingduty, Sir.” He liked that. “I would like you to meetJay.” “Hello Jay. I am John’s wet. " I will. As much as she needs. I trust her." Remarkable," muttered Marta's father without explanation. Confused for a few moments, Joe realized his meaning. Being a sex worker, cuckolding was inevitable. Strangely, except for the coercion, her professions made him less fearful of losing her. He'd get a better understanding later that day and when he met the old whore, but he sensed from his limited knowledge she confronted men often using her as a tool for pleasure and she saw nothing in them.