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In principle, Laura knew a sandwich dripping with sperm should be disgusting, but in practice she liked the taste, and began to look forward to having Alistair flavor her lunchtime meal with his semen. She didn't even care that he photographed her, kneeling nude on his office floor and enthusiastically swallowing a ham-and-cum sandwich, or made her japanese confess in writing to doing it afterwards. Laura was raped twice more by Candy during this period. Each time, Candy followed Laura into the toilets, then pushed into her toilet stall for a discrete, violent fuck. Candy was clearly deeply conflicted about wanting sex from a woman, and she took that conflict out on Laura. The first time, she caught Laura in mid-urination on the toilet. She used Laura's hair to pull Laura to her feet, piss still dripping from Laura's cunt, and began to viciously pinch Laura's clitoris while slapping Laura hard across the face. Laura, confused and frightened, offered no resistance, merely beginning to cry. Once Laura was crying, Candy pushed her back to the toilet seat, and then raised her skirt and pushed her cunt into Laura's face. Laura obediently began to lick, once again enjoying the sweet artificial flavors Candy had applied to her twat, and continued until Candy shuddered and moaned and orgasmed. When Candy left, Laura took some comfort from the fact that today was a day she had Alistair's cum on her face, and she briefly fantasized about Candy getting impregnated from rubbing her twat against Laura's face. Throughout that first time, Candy hadn't spoken at all, but on the second occasion Candy was more vocal. She pushed Laura's face straight against her cunt, and as Laura licked, Candy called her a lezbo slut and a whore and a slutty bitch. After Candy orgasmed, she continued to hold Laura's face against her groin, and after a little while she began to piss. Laura, surprised, let the first spurt spill across her face and wet her shirt, but soon she had her mouth plastered firmly against Candy's pisshole, and obediently drank Candy's urine. It was disgusting, and she didn't want to do it, but she feared that people would know what was happening if she made a noise, and feared that Candy would hurt her if she resisted, so she meekly swallowed the piss and tried to ignore its acrid taste. *At the Mayim Clinic* Laura's training at the clinic continued, now assisted by her training collar and home TV. The collar was proving particularly effective at reframing Laura's thoughts. She found herself quite naturally saying "slut" or "bitch" instead of girl now, referring to herself as a "cuntlicker" instead of a lesbian, and describing her body parts as her "rapeballoons and sluthole" or "bitchmelons and cumcatcher". The clinic gave her spoken-word assignments before each session, and additional ones as homework, that concentrated her mind on the relevant words. Mostly they would give Laura a topic and ask her to find her own words, but sometimes they would provide Laura an article and ask her to read it verbatim. Barely a week and a half into her collar training, Laura found herself crying when given an article about feminism, refusing to read it, refusing to look at it because of how much pain she knew she would receive. They made her read it anyway. Laura sobbed as she was forced to say "women's rights" and "equality" and "feminism". She hated those words. They made her hurt. She found it hard to say "no" now as well, so when Roy asked her as she undressed one day if he could finger her cunt, she said "yes" even though she meant "no", and when he asked if he could pinch her clitoris so it would hurt her, she said "yes" as well, and then cried as he did it. She thanked him for hurting her clit afterwards, like a good girl. When she tried she could still say "no" but she found it particularly hard in the confines of the clinic, naked and vulnerable. This wasn't a place where she said no - or even yes. This was just a place where things happened to her, and she let them happen. Laura's training over the first week was about defending herself - or rather, not defending herself. Amy strapped Laura into a machine, with the usual dildos at her cunt and ass. “Make me cum, baby,” I begged him. “Hey, what if you just bailed?” Each thrust causes a ripple of pleasures to flow through me. I can feel every vein of her dick as my asshole tightens around japanese it. The ridge down the underside of his cock grew and pressed down on my tongue. I bet she was really awkward at it, like a newborn horse standing up for the first time. I didn’t know you had it in you.” Same old Donna, more discrete, but with more resources. “A momentary lapse in judgment,” the Mother Superior said. They had one last hug and a few kisses and then she left. She didn’t have a chance to finish this thought, as a strong hand grabbed her chin and turned her upwards. Cynthia was excited to be at the Pride Festival. She left the breast suckling on my penis without pulling back. I meowed silently as I lovingly tended to Mr. Franklin’s cock at my lips and tongue.