Well, here it is Monday. And, as i do on Mondays, i've opened pandora's box, rooted around in there, trying not to get lost, and pulled out one yucky thing to exorcise. Have i mentioned i need a system for this?
i had regular performance reviews by Edward. Sometimes he would watch my technique with either John or Benny or one of the girls, sometimes he would use me himself. Some things i already had down very well. my blowjob was stellar. Some things i struggled with, i couldn't seem like a whip weilding bitch no matter how hard i tried. (This has come to me later in life. *wink*) Edward always made me nervous. Other than our trips into his office or bedroom, i almost never saw him, and i never developed any level of comfort with him. Benny was good to me, John was cruel but could mostly be fair, but Edward was a complete mystery. You never knew what to expect. There came a day when i was practicing putting a rubber on John with my mouth. my hands were tied behind my back, and there was an electrified plug in my ass. i got 30 seconds from the time John got the rubber in my mouth and then the juice went on. This exercise was made much more difficult by the fact that John's cock was enormous and condoms never fit right. Finally, after i had been zapped beyond tears and screams and into mute determination, i got it right in under 30 seconds. i beamed up at John and he ruffled my hair and called me a good girl. Behind me Edward snorted and switched on the juice again. And, left it on. i had no comprehension whatsoever, and he laughed like a loon watching me shudder and scream. When he finally left the room John switched it off, and when i sobbed and asked him what i had done he looked a little sad. "That's just the way it is, kid. He's the boss. He wants you to hurt, you hurt, you don't gotta do nothing." It took me a while longer to learn this lesson.
