Katie wasn’t a lesbian. In fact, she hated lesbians, and even went so far as to make homophobic remarks in the workplace.
Katie’s manager Amy *was* a lesbian, although it wasn’t public knowledge, and Katie’s attitude infuriated her – partly because of the hateful comments, but also because Katie was undeniably hot, and Amy would have very much liked the chance to get the sexy bitch naked in her bedroom…
She could have just had Katie fired for her bigotry – but before she could set that process in motion, a better opportunity presented itself to her. Because Katie wasn’t just a homophobe – she was also a criminal. To Amy’s delight, in preparing her dismissal case against Katie, she discovered evidence that Katie had been embezzling a substantial amount of money in the course of her employment.
She called Katie into her office, and offered the silly little cunt a choice. Either Amy could go to the police – and Katie could learn to be a lesbian’s bitch in jail. Or Katie could enrol in Amy’s “lesbian education program”.
The conversation happened with Katie in the nude, as having Katie strip naked was one of Amy’s first demands. Trembling and humiliated, Katie asked what the “lesbian education program” involved.
“One lesbian rape, every week,” said Amy. “A new woman each time, and the victim is always you. Go out and clit-tease your female friends and acquaintances into violating you – or dress in something slutty and hit the lesbian bars, once you run out of same-sex-attracted friends. They have to use your body to cum at least once, or it doesn’t count. You’re not allowed to consent, you have to struggle – so you’d better be flirty and sexy enough that they’ll keep using you even after you say no.”
Katie made a horrified little gasp that was so cute that Amy wanted to ravish her on the spot – but she continued with her explanation, for now.
“After your rape, you’re not allowed to dress or sleep or shower until you’ve orgasmed too,” she said. “So get used to desperately rubbing your pussy while thinking about what’s just been done to you. And then on the next work day after each rape, you’ll come to my office, and tell me about it in detail while rubbing your cunt. And if you’re not wet by the time you’re done telling me the story, then the rape won’t count.”
Katie was pale. She obviously couldn’t believe this was happening – but it was.
“What’s the answer, Katie?” asked Amy. “Jail? Or are you going to learn to be a good little lesbian rape slut?”
It wasn’t really a choice. Katie didn’t want to go to jail. “I’ll do it,” she mumbled.
“What was that?” asked Amy. “Speak louder, sweetie. Say, ‘I’ll be a good little lesbian rape slut.’”
Katie made a choked sob. “I’ll be a good little lesbian rape slut,” she said, louder.
“Good girl,” said Amy. “And I think you deserve some good news – you’ve *already* succeeded in provoking your first rape. Now crawl over here and lick my pussy before I slap you like the stupid bitch you are.”
And, as is so often the case with the most homophobic of women, Katie turned out to get wet from lesbian rape very easily, and it didn’t take long before she was cumming quickly and easily from being violated by her female friends.
After six months, Katie quit her job so that she could openly be Amy’s live-in girlfriend and sex slave, and only three months after that Amy had the immense pleasure of taking Katie to the local Pride Parade, completely nude and leashed like a pet…
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