" Well, Aaron, my friend also wants to talk with you about it and she'll be here tonight. So, you come over about seven and we'll have a talk about th...s."I went home and for once, didn't want to jack-off. I had lost interest in all things sexual. I was scared out of my mind. Tell my parents. Tell the police. I'm ruined forever if they do that.After picking at my dinner, I slowly walked over to Ms. Ogden's house and softly rapped on the door. She let me in and we went into the den where her. “Looking the part?” Logan smirked. He stood up from where he was seated at the kitchen table, ignoring the paperwork he had brought home to do. “You are going to be the most beautiful woman there,” he reassured her and wasn’t lying when he added, “every other woman will pale in comparison to you.” “You’re just saying that because you have to.” Lanie rolled her eyes at him. He wasn’t just saying it. The emerald green dress she wore looked as if it had been custom made for her. It had a plunging. First he said he would call my boss and also report me to the police which put me into a total panic. So I apologized and then begged him to let me go with a warning. He refused at first but then he told me to come inside to talk about it. There was very little talking once I went into his house. He got right to the point and told me that he would forget the whole thing but only if I gave him a blowjob. I sucked plenty of dick by then and if Mr. L was hot or even mildly attractive to me I would. Years of negative rewards had brought me to this point and there was only one way out -- the long slow reassuring way. I did not ever expect to earn his full trust. There were too many disappointments and too many emotional scars for that. But when, at some time on each collar night, I would ask "May I suck your cock, Sir?" or "Would you like to use my wet pussy, Sir?" I was teaching him how to fulfill my emotional needs. He still didn't lick my pussy and I think he was even less likely to.