It's good that she's gone. I'm bound to lash out at something if I can't come up with a solution. How do you break a woman who's accepted she to anyth...ng done to her. Curious.A flash of anger catches me. With my arm draped back behind The Post's shoulders, I reach up and grab her jaw, violently pulling it towards me. The side of her face crashes into the wooden arm rest, but she keeps whatever composure she can. The Post's training went perfectly. The positive reinforcement molded her into a. It had taken me almost two hours in the sweltering summer sun to get the new satelite dish properly secured and aligned. Why this customer needed to have the POS system installed today was beyond me, the store wasn't even scheduled to open for another three weeks. Walking into the back of the store I found it was only slightly cooler inside, apparently the owner didn't want to spend extra on air conditioning for a couple of employees. I headed for the office where I could hear soft latin music. You failed as a man, sonow you can redeem yourself by pleasuring real men."I stared back at him. Everything he had just said was true."Let me prove it to you," he stated as he took out his wallet andhanded me $100.It took me a second to realize what he wanted. Maybe I was a bimbo now.I smiled back as I took the money from him. He was paying to fuck me."Ivy, as you now know, it is time to have the first cock in your pussy.Is your pussy ready to take a real man?" he asked as he began. Pride burned inside of me. I could take this. I could take anything. I loved him. He petted me, running his fingers down the nape of my neck, my spine, back up again. The honey was finished, my gut hung bloated and heavy, remnants of it tickled my forehead, eyebrows, nose. I licked as much of my face as my tongue could reach. We stayed there a while. My pelvis cramped and my bones went cold, then white hot, and then completely numb. This was horrible, the worst thing I’d ever felt. I was in.