If I send a man here, you fuck him, no questions asked. When you go out in public, you are to dress like a slut - lots of high mini skirts, low cut bl...ouses or tops off the shoulder. No bra or panties ever. Four, no condoms ever. Five, you will not say no to an adult male no matter where you are or who he is. Your bedroom will be a revolving door of men. Last, by the end of the week I want you to get 'Slut' tattooed on your back right shoulder. The both of you will be 'out' about this."I looked. I had to do what I had to do if I was going tosurvive. I wasn’t going to feel humiliation anymore. Iwas going to comply and when I could get away from him Iwas going to poison him and take great satisfaction inwatching him die. I hoped it would not be quick.As I assumed the mating position he released my neck. Hequickly mounted me, found my pussy, and drove his cock inso fast that I gulped air in surprise. My pussy was stillsoaked from his last assault and on his third thrust heburied his. Carlotta loved her job. No, more than that - her job was her life. It was always on her mind, whether she was at the store, vegging out in front of the TV, even on a date: her job was always there, tucked away in the corner of her brain.Except last night.For some reason, last night she hadn’t thought about work at all. She’d done something that she couldn’t remember doing since she was a teenager - she’d followed a whim. She hadn’t thought about the fact that she had work in the morning, she. “This room, it has many purposes,” he said. I nodded in interest. “Of course, you can sleep here or read a book- you can put a recliner chair next to the large window that overlooks the pool. Or you can listen to music or watch TV,” he said. “We can fuck here too,” I suggested. He smiled. “Yes, that too is an option to take,” he replied with a mischievous grin. “Let’s take the option,” I said as I playfully pushed him on the bed. Hong clearly had no objections to my idea as he pulled me down on.