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She looked at him in disgust. "You would think of something like that?"
"How do you know... you know zero about me. And anyway, you work in a clinic. You can get all the testing and treatment you need."
"Fuc..." She thought better of it and shut her mouth.
"Jenny," he said, with something of a tender tone in his voice, "Don't worry. You are going to be fine. I know you are going to be a wonderful servant and you're going to love it."
She turned her red eyes to his and began crying from the humiliation she felt and the prospect of loosing all control over her life.
He let her cry. She was good at it when the emotions were real. She sobbed and shook her shoulders, her head held in her hands. He knew this was part of her mind's process of conditioning itself to the new reality. It had to happen and it would happen a lot more before she was through. He put his hand on her back and left it there, not moving or stroking, just resting it between her shoulder blades. Eventually, she stopped, passers by having given him sympathetic looks or suspicious glances, depending on their sex.
"So when do you want to start fucking me?" The humiliation evident in the tone of her voice.
"Oh you are such a slut. Can't you think of anything else? Anyway, this is so much more than just fucking, Jen. And like I said... before you take my cock, your going to beg for it."
"Never."
"Remember you said that."
"I'll never beg for your cock."
"I wish I recorded this," he said, thinking aloud.
"Then what?"
"Tonight you get a free night. Go home and get some rest. Tomorrow your training begins. Turn on your computer at eight and I'll have instructions."
"That's it. No homeless blow jobs? No broom stick up my ass?"
"Nope, not yet. It all depends on you Jen. Get out of hand and I'll have you fuck every nasty homeless piece of shit in this park. Be good and you'll have wonderful rewards."
"Fu..." She stopped herself again.
"That's right. You'll need all the self control you can find. The next few weeks are really going to be a challenge."
With that he got up and walked off.
- COMMENTS
Anonymous22 days agoLoved it! It's so much better when she earns her punishment. I like how she is actually worse than him, just in a more vulnerable position. Inspired me <3
zamm3 months agoOK! Where to start? My head is a jumble of reactions. Jenny is pretty heartless but this guy Phil is a world class sociopathic prick. At first I was having a hard time getting into the story because Jenny was such a bitch and now Phil is just sadistic. However, the world is truly a strange and sometimes random place and truth is always stranger than fiction, so I'm intrigued enough to dive into part two, but a little later. The length of part one doesn't bother me at all. I also like to develop characters in my fiction. I like your writing style. I'll comment on part 2 later. Ciao
Anonymousover 1 year agoExcellent story so far. Not too keen on Jenny but she can improve!
Stick to the way you are writing.
A 5
Anonymousover 1 year agoGoing out of your way to pretend that the main guy is somehow justified or something is really really stupid. Just get to the actual sex. Attempting to write social commentary that is this pathetic is completely unnecessary.
