All Right I'll Do It Chapter 2

In a whimpering cry I answered "Yes," as my eyes saw the tuna fish glob on Chips oil stained coveralls through my watery tears.

But before the tuna was attended to Dave grabbed me by my blond locks and pulled my head back so I was looking up into his eyes.

He said, "From now on you will start your sentence with "Pussy girl,". So the way to answer my question is, "Pussy girl says yes Mister Dave."

Dave glared into my eyes and instructed me that 'Mister' was to always be used and if I made a mistake as a girl I'd be spanked. If I made a mistake acting like a boy I'd be beaten. My answers should be as girlie as possible and in the third person.

Everything inside me submitted at that moment. As Dave finished his instructions he slapped me a couple more time on my ass through my dress.

Dave let go of my hair and looked at me waiting for my reply.

"Pussy girl says yes Mister Dave," I said in a halting and slightly higher pitched voice caused by my crying.

"I like that voice, use it from now on pussy," Dave said and then he went back to his chair and sat down.

Chip looked at me then and said, "Tina, wouldn't you like to lick the tuna off my pants now?"

I began to kneel down when Dave told me to answer him.

"Pussy girl says yes Mister Chip," I uttered. I was sinking into depravity.

But that wasn't good enough. After more instructions from Dave and several replies unacceptable I finally uttered this,

"Pussy girl would love to lick clean the tuna off Mister Chip pants," my quivering voice sputtered and my brain took a blond right turn into mush.

A moment later my knees were on the tile floor and I was licking tuna fish off of Chips stinky crotch. My ass was still stinging from Dave's spanking. Inside I was repulsed but some other part of me had taken over. Objection was only a thought now. Somehow I'd get past this. The taste of his overalls mixed with the tuna fish was very repulsive. Like a movie I thought of my sentence for the week as a hurdle I would have to surmount.