The first week of her training went fairly well. Maureen did indeed have math some problems, but I helped her and Maureen passed her first exam with f...ying colors. We went into town for some Pizza with some classmates to celebrate. Maureen gave me a big of hug thanking me for all my work. That night we had a great time with our fellow classmates. Well for the next three weeks, I helped her with her studies and she passed all the really hard exams. Our group went out every Friday and everyone. I thought I should have received at least one warning first. My favorite basketball players were Bill Laimbeer and Dennis Rodman, so I may have a different definition of what constitutes playing dirty, at least different from what most other people have.She just sat there with a stunned look on her face,. She was making no move at all to get out of the truck. I waited for her to either leave or else say something to give me some indication of what was causing the hold up."That isn't very nice. ..” She pauses. “That probably sounds completely demented and cruel ... But it’s a perverted desire, it’s supposed to be demented! I can’t control what turns me on!”We can’t argue with this comment – no one controls what turns them on, that’s why we have our show after all...She’s still talking, trying to explain herself – not looking as if she’s worried anyone will judge her, just wanting to be clear... “Fish ... They’re cold blooded ... No-one ever seems to care about them ... The things I. I loved her voice and moans, “Ahhh.. Mmmm.. Ohhhhhh god. Yes yes yess.. Ohhhhh.”Then I stopped when I realized she was about to cum. I held her by her face, kissed her and slapped her right tit. She moaned. I slapped again and this time, she moaned louder.I whispered in her ear, “You love this, don’t you, my bitch?”. She stayed quiet. I slapped her tit and asked her again, “Would you like to be my bitch?”She said, “Yes, sir”. That’s all I wanted to hear. I opened her blindfold and cuffs.She.