"Where do you think your going bitch" He said"Excuse me!" I snapped back at him.He bounded over to me and grabbed my hair pulling my head back "I said...where the fuck do you think your going bitch" Ow your hurting me let go" I said as I grabbed his arm."Don't you remember last night" he said as he pulled me over to a chair and forced me to sit down."No I don't" I said as tears started filling eyes.He took out his phone and showed me pictures of me, some where I was sucking cock, some where I was. But while I was typing up the description of the new process, I worried that not enough girls will be sufficiently motivated to enter such a clearly competitive race, or if they do enter, they'll just sit on the butt because they're too used to guys chasing them. One partial answer would be to have another document on the website about how incredible you are, as a way of motivating the girls. Things like your being on schedule to graduate a BS in Math next year, six years ahead of what normal. He smelled and tasted like sex. The remains of our previous lovemaking. I opened my mouth and took his head in. He groaned from the heat and suction. Soon I had him fully erect. I knew he would last longer in round 2 so I was not worried about him cumming too fast. I had his cock nice and hard and very wet now. It was so big, at least 9 inches long and thick. It was so different then his Father’s who only had an average one. I could easily become owned by this cock. Is that what I wanted?I was. I woke the next morning with my panties still on the floor, the only evidence it had actually happened.The next time it happened was several weeks after. We were laying in the dark and she was faced away from me in her bed. It was a little unusual cuz we normally talked until we fell asleep. I was staring at the ceiling in the silence and had to break it."So, we never talked about...you know. That time that you...I mean we..." She turned over and looked at me quickly. She looked really.