Her light brown hair was pulled off her face and held back by a large clip. Although they couldn't be seen in the mirror, she sported brown, rubber-so...e boots laced half-way up her calf. She also wore a black sleeveless tee-shirt with the word 'CUNT' artistically arranged in the middle of it, but it wasn't that which annoyed her mum. It wasn't her fault if the old cow couldn't keep up with fashion, but Bunny knew that if you didn't flash the gash in this neighbourhood you were fucking nobody,. Still, I know it will never happen. I see the way he looks at me. Sure, I know (because he told me) he doesn't think much of sluts like Larissa and prefers girls – or better: women – who are more reasonable or innocent-ish or whatever you wanna call it, but what would he ever find in me? Yes, I do often play the innocent girl next door for him – which is not very difficult if I get compared to Larissa. Still, he probably sees me as a dumb little pubescent kid who's trying to explore her. She let out a deep moan as my fingers dipped under the elastic of her panties and touched her pussy. Her clit was standing erect, and as she continued to stare at the flick I began to finger her pussy until she was all but squirming in the seat. After a few minutes of this I could feel my cock throbbing in pain, just begging for release. As quickly as I could I unzipped my pants, pulled down my briefs and my cock sprung straight up in the air. Seeing my condition, she gave me a "naughty" look. How to help Subject A remove what had been ingrained in her to be able to be the person she really did display tendencies to be.The first week back together, I ran her hard as my sub. She was spanked for all sorts of minor offenses, some deserved, many not. Trying to get her to see that she was being unfairly treated. I even withheld sexual intercourse with her, her only sucking me once or twice each night.After two weeks of this, she began to show some signs of resentment for how she was.