Retraining Iryna to her correct role in life turned out to be as easy as denying her a supportive bra while she exercised.
With her giant tits bouncing painfully with every stride as she jogged, it became clearer and clearer to her that her large whore-melons made her inferior to men; that she wasn’t intended by evolution to be able to outrun a man who wanted to rape her; that pain was a natural state for her breasts to be in.
When she had started out she had been proudly independent, confident in her rights. Each morning he would bind her arms behind her back to stop her from supporting her tits, put a shock collar around her neck for emergencies, turn her loose in the local forest and tell her to run. If he caught her without having to use the shock collar, he would rape her, and beat her tits with his belt until she cried.
At first she ran, but ran poorly, and he would catch her and enjoy her. But by the end of a month, when he released her, she would merely get down on all fours, offer her ass and pussy up to him, and wait to receive what she knew she deserved…
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