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She was good. This was good. Then Paul whispered in her ear, “Let me show you how much you mean to me.” He sat her down with the dildo still in, stood up and dropped his pants. His cock was thick and growing, “I have your reward.” He grabbed it and putting a hand behind Trish's head guided the two of them together. She was ready, her mouth open and drooling. Paul pushed it in, “There. You like that don't you? Do want some more?” he drove it deeply, “It's all yours.” After fucking her to sleep, he went to the kitchen and opening a small lock box, took out a piece of paper. On the top of the paper it read: How to Train a Sex Slave. He took his pencil and checked off a couple items; Set a time schedule for rewarding, Establish reward and punishment, and Create cock addiction using fetish. Next to that one he wrote in, Pacifier/Cocksucking. In the next few days, Paul took her out and bought her some nice things. Objects with a purpose; Satin robe, Lacy matching bra and thong, Leather choker with studs, and a special Dildo/Vibrator. Trish was seduced again and fell right in to his patterning. Each morning at 6am he woke her up Fucking with her pacifier, his cock. Each night at big 8pm she was ready in her thong and robe. The choker around her neck and the vibrator nearby if, as Paul said, girl she needs a little something to hold her over. That night he checked his list; Desensitize the subject to drastic changes. For the next week he methodically sucking worked her to accept being tied up. First hands, then feet, then both, then tied to a chair and eventually leading her to bed on a leash. She wasn't completely accepting the idea. Paul knew it would happen with the right leverage. He checked his list for suggestions and found; Use hero modeling. Find someone they look up to and show them doing the thing you want the subject to do or accept. “Investigation!” big Ambassador Wentz barked, “Queen Tiadoa, my king will not lend credence to an investigation conducted by the accused.” She closed her eyes and started moaning louder as her climax approached. Despite that, the damage was done. Zane lay there smiling back up at her. “Ok, I see it as a three-step plan. I suppose seeing a naked man spank a naked woman at that time in the morning would be a bit of a shock to some people. No milk flowed. My cheeks burned as I walked away. “I’m asserting myself as an equal to these women,” he answered firmly without turning around. "Stroke it, too." That would be too far. My attention fell upon her tidy desk, upon which Fucking stood a large cock framed photograph. “Yeah. I drive a car nowadays.” “Well, your first mistake was to think,” I told her. He settled sucking down with his pants lowered and she laid across girl the seat with her bodice still open and her dress again raised to expose her pussy to his touch and sight.