Holly’s Sales Training Ch. 05

TIL, face slaps are an extremely effective way to trigger my submissiveness. Nothing works faster to make me more docile and compliant. What's fascinating is that the slaps don't have to be hard. It's not the strength that matters but the message. In fact, it's like a wakeup call! Case in point, I felt the full effect when my temper flared. Blind with rage, I was about to do something stupid, but then the freshman's slaps brought me back down to earth (or rather, knocked me deep into subspace). #AffectiveVariabilty

"Listen, Hoelly Pawg! Or should I say Whorey Pie?" He twisted my mom's nickname.

"You gonna swallow my cock..." He kept instructing me. "...n then you gonna keep your b!tchface stuffed as long as I got the bar in my hands. You hear me, camel-hoe?"

Ohmigawd! I only understood half of it, but it was enough to make me flinch. No matter what, the hypebeast didn't let my negative attitude stop him. Full of enthusiasm, he leaned back on the workout bench. Grabbing the barbell, he lifted it off the pins and began to bench press. What a cringefest!

Ohmigosh! That's when I understood. What a farce! It made me snort in disapproval. But still, I lowered my face over his erect member. Opening my lips, I engulfed his hard shaft halfway to his balls. I actually stopped right when I felt his glans come close to my uvula. It wasn't all the way to the root, but it should count as swallowed, right? #FitLife

Remember the second part of the instruction? I had to bridge the time, so I twirled my tongue against the lower side of his boner while I sucked as hard as I could. Sweet geez! The youngster had impressive stamina, holding the barbell extra long. As a result, a ton of spit began to collect in my mouth. The longer this thing went on, the more it got me in a tizzy. The douchebaggery was insane!

I waited and waited some more! I choked and retched like a roar! I shivered and shook hardcore. But it didn't affect the fratboy in the least! Instead, he took his time until he put the barbell down on the pins. Finally! It had seemed like an eternity! No cap! In response, I immediately released his prick. With a loud pop, I let it plop from my lips and a load of spit splashed out of my mouth. #CringeWitherDie

Obs, the drill instructor enjoyed my struggles, bc he exercised for three more rounds. Too bad, I couldn't even give him the icy stare bc he didn't look up from the bench. But wtvr! I had bigger problems! Every time I swallowed his dick, the gush of drool became bigger and the pop louder. In the end, my jaw ached, and my chin was completely covered in slobber. Big yikes! #PopArt

"Sweet, b!tch!" The swole schmuck exclaimed when he finally let go of the barbell. "Three rounds is normal, but sh!t was lit! So, I gave it an extra round."

"That tonsil train's a f**kin' banger!" He low-key praised my performance while he straightened up. "The way you're huffin' n chuffin' like an iron horse, that's awesome sh!t!"

Oh yeet! I was low-key startled by this sudden burst of praise. But then the irony hit me! I wanted my scoffing to show my disapproval, not provide extra entertainment. This was triggering! Though, it mostly trigged spasms in my pussy, tbh. #EmotionalContrast

"Let's blame it on you bein' stupid as sh!t, b!tch! But half swallowed is all failed! You ain't wanna be a cheater, do ya camel-hoe?" My trainer suddenly called me out.

"Last chance, pawg!" He gave me an ultimatum! "That dick goes down that f**kin' throat. Otherwise, that job goes flying out the f**kin' window. Gettit, b!tch?"

Oh shoot! I wanted to clap back and come down hard on him. But I knew better. The freaking freshman had caught me. I'd tried to cut corners and I'd been busted. Denying it would only make it worse, right?

Nywy, I didn't get a chance to react, bc the youngster promptly grabbed the back of my head. He forced me to look up until our eyes crossed. While I gave an electric scowl, he raised his eyebrows extra cocky. Our eyes remained locked until I couldn't take it anymore. My submissiveness got the better of me and I looked down in defeat.

And that was the moment when the buff bozo pushed. I wanted to resist, but I didn't. You know what they say: the spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak. Deep down, I knew that I had cheated and the look on the fratboy's face told me that he knew it too. So, I went along and opened my mouth. As my lips slid over his hard tool, my face got shoved down. This time the pervy pledge played it safe and kept pushing until his glans passed my uvula. So rude! On impulse, I put my hands on his thighs but didn't push off. #SavageSlamdown

The intensity was next level! But not enough for the drill instructor! He started pumping my head up and down until his shaft repeatedly slid past my tonsils. As a result, my gullet began to spasm. The chokes were epic! And yet, I let him continue without resisting. In response, a truckload of drool gushed out of my mouth. Imagine thick, frothy saliva spraying everywhere (aka my chin, cheeks, and throat as well as the dude's balls, crotch, and thighs). Big yikes! #TonsilTennis

LMTY, the swole schmuck gave me a legit throat banging right there in the middle of the garage. The struggle was real! But still, I hoped he wouldn't shoot his bolts (or rather his wad, ftfy). Frankly, I longed to feel his boner in my pussy. Real talk! I wanted him to bang my brains out! #Intercoarse

And then the fratster let out a long, deep groan. Dang it! The inevitable happened! The freshman showed his age when he wanted too much too fast. What a shame! He couldn't hold back any longer! As a result, he literally applied a soothing cream to my tonsils. The sudden spurts of sperm made me choke extra hard. Still, he shot his cum charge straight down my gullet, leaving me no choice but to swallow. #FuelInjection

But wait! Suddenly, the buff bozo applied the Vondergrip and pulled my mouth off his dick. The next sec, he blasted his second cumshot right into my face. The sperm hit me with full force, making me recoil. Consequently, the man sauce splashed across my face, from my left cheek over the bridge of my nose to my right eyelid. It actually glued my eye shut. Unbelievable, but true!

OMG! I had just received the second facial of my life and it had been the second fratboy. Cringe alert! As a result, it felt like an epic fail. After all, a facial was a sign of submission, as the Dom marked his subslut. Accordingly, it should have been Mr. von Stein and no one else. Period! #FacialFest

Nywy, I couldn't deny the feels of pride that coursed through me. And for good reason! I had slayed the obedience training and I had finessed my first throat workout! Give me all the glory, guys!

S2S, it was a great victory! But it had also taken great effort. That's why I was breathing heavily. Still, I was hornier than ever. I would have loved for the youngster to hold out until he had legit slammed my slots. A hundo p! But it was what it was. At least, I had completed the training and secured the job. Yasss, queen!

But stop! Not so fast! It wasn't over! Suddenly, I felt a grip on my shoulder. B4 I knew what was happening, the freaking freshman turned me around. Grabbing me by the arm, he dragged me along. Incredible as it sounds, the fratboy escorted me out of the garage. No way! He couldn't be serious! This couldn't be happening!

But it did happen! And out of the blue, I heard the garage door close behind me while I was standing outside the house, my face plastered with thick white cum! The mind boggles!

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