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Ria should probably not have said she would do “literally anything” to support her girlfriend Sophie’s career. She certainly shouldn’t have put it in her wedding vows at their lesbian wedding. She should have known that Sophie would hold her to it, in the most upsetting of ways.
“I have a chance to get the product management VP position,” said Sophie, having returned home from work brimming with excitement. “AND I got you a job!”
“You got me a job?” asked Ria. “But I thought we agreed you’d work, I’d be a good housewife, and we were both happy with that…”
“Well, actually, you taking this job helps me,” said Sophie, biting her lip. “Remember how you said you’d do *literally anything* to help me with my career?”
Ria nodded suspiciously.
“And remember how you said that time if we were starving, you’d rather prostitute yourself than let me starve?” Sophie asked.
Ria looked alarmed.
“Well, good news, you’re not a prostitute!” said Sophie. “But, um, the job *is* a bit unusual.”
“How unusual?” asked Ria.
“Say you’ll do it, first,” said Sophie. She bit her lip in that sexy way again, and reached out and began to fondle Ria’s large, sensitive tits. Ria moaned, and then moaned again, as Sophie kissed her lips.
She couldn’t resist her sexy, beautiful wife. “Okay, I’ll do it,” she agreed.
“Oh, that’s so great,” said Sophie. “I love you so much. Okay, so you know how sometimes I can be a *bit* abrasive and difficult? Well, apparently the main obstacle to me getting the job is that I might piss people off… a lot. And the CEO doesn’t think I can learn to change. BUT he has met you at all those company functions I brought you to, and he remembered you have such nice, big tits…”
Ria didn’t like where this was going, but Sophie’s hand had dipped into her panties and was stroking her wet clit now, so all she did was gasp as Sophie continued.
“So basically you’re going to be, I don’t know, like a stress ball for the people working under me? You don’t have to *do* anything, but if I make them angry and they want to hit me, they’ll slap your tits painfully instead until they’re over it. Or if I make them want to discipline me, they’ll spank your ass or pussy for a while. Or if they want to call me a slut or a bitch, they’ll call you that instead, or if they want to rape me, they’ll hold you down and… use you for a while.”
Ria moaned in horror and flinched, but when she did, Sophie’s right hand stopped fingerfucking her pussy and her left stopped tugging on her nipples.
“Say you’ll do it, or I won’t let you cum all week, Ria,” said Sophie sternly.
Ria felt herself starting to cry. She knew her tears turned her girlfriend on, so she let them come. “I’ll do it,” she said. “Please let me cum. Please.”
“Good girl,” said Sophie, resuming her violation of Ria’s cunt. “So that will get me the job. The men will be so happy with their new stress toy that they’ll have no objections to me getting the promotion. And anyway, you know how turned on I get by the thought of you being abused… especially by men, seeing as you’re not even into them… so I’ll just make sure whatever they do is caught on camera, and then each night you can lick my pussy while I watch the best bits, okay?”
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