..3........." No I was not ready for this, I was not opened enough. "........2............." Please no, oh god this is going to hurt. "....1." OWWW. S...e did not wait until she was finished saying her final number, as she shoved the head of that dick up my ass as she said the number. It fucking hurt like hell. "Owww, please mistress, pull it out, it hurts too much!" I pleaded with her. "Ohh, my little bitch, do you want it out? Here let me help you." With that she began to pull the head out of. No one would suspect that she was a submissive pain slut.How had all of this started?She thought back to six months ago. She was lonely and depressed after being dumped by a man who told her she was a sick degenerate for wanting him to use a crop on her ass. She had thought he was the one for her, so she let her guard down and let her inner freak girl come out to play. She would never forget the look of disgust in his eyes. She thought he’d be turned on. Here she had offered to let him dominate. She knew that her friends wouldn't do anything to embarrass her, but what if the wine wasn't expensive enough or the conversation not adult enough?For a moment she felt a brief burst of panic – what would her boss think about the hypnotist? Would she find it silly? Sandy started to worry – after all, her boss had overlooked her age and lack of experience in hiring her. What if seeing that her new "adult" receptionist was into juvenile party tricks like hypnosis made her rethink Sandy's. "I think they were. See here and here the markings." Katrina breathed excitedly. "I think they were working, but for some reason now they aren't. Most likely the power. After all no-one has been here for ... well I don't know how long ... but a long time." Luminae to Walker, come in."Both Aliya and Katrina couldn't help but jump at the loudness of the comms in the quiet and darkened room. They both laughed and grinned at each other at their find and their nervousness. Katrina shook her head as.