Words are cheap . Demand Action.

"Words are cheap, my little cumslut. How about you prove it? Sit on my dick." John nodded in approval when Evelyn ensured that he went straight up her ass. He slapped her on the cunt to express his approval of the decision. "First, give me a lapdance. Make it the best one you can, but my dick better stay buried in your asshole the whole time. You know what I'm looking for. Get started."

Evelyn thought back to every stripper scene from every movie she'd ever seen. John said he wanted a "lap dance," but he said he wanted his dick in her ass while she did it? Easy. Suspiciously easy, in fact. She started spinning her hips, rubbing her tits, and rubbing her hair in that way that she had seen strippers do in those scenes.

John thought for a moment as she rode him. He considered what the nastiest thing he could come up with was. If she wanted to be baptized as his whore, then he needed to do something serious.

Hmmm. He came to a decision. It was almost... too much. He felt gross thinking about it. But he committed. John her go on for awhile, before telling her to bend over. He fucked her ass for just a short while, then grabbed her hair and froze. He waited unmoving. Evelyn would have been nervous - but she decided that there was nothing he could do to her that she wouldn't accept immediately. So she waited. After John's dick softened just slightly, she felt a pressure in her bowels. She started to cramp slightly, and figured out what this feeling was.

He was making good on her statements. He was pissing in her ass, and keeping it plugged up with his dick. He had drank quite a lot of water and beer at this point, and so she kept getting filled up more and more and more. Her stomach started to seriously cramp, until finally it felt like he had emptied several gallons of piss into her.

John pulled out, and she immediately began spraying his piss on the ground.

John was... really disgusted at this point. "Clean me up, and then slurp all the mess up off the floor." He looked at her with his nose scrunched. He couldn't believe how disgusting this was. Evelyn, though - she looked ecstatic.

Evelyn spun around immediately, and throated the piss-and-shit-covered dick while her ass sprayed more of its juice onto the floor below. It was a nice feeling - emptying from one end and filling up the other. That's all she was good for, after all. Emptying holes and filling them. That was her life's calling. John continued. "Actually, keep sucking for awhile. Let's let that piss descend into a tepid room temperature. And let me get some more fluid in my bladder." John had never stopped drinking, and continued to do so now.

Evelyn sucked his cock using all the techniques she had worked out up until this point, but it was clear that he didn't actually want to cum - he just wanted to keep her busy for a moment. That was okay. As long as she could rub against this wonderful dick, she was happy. After a few minutes, he told her to start slurping, and stood to leave her to it.

John watched her crouch over the floor, slurping up the mess. Right now, looking down at her - she... disgusted him. She wasn't even really a person anymore at all, was she? He stood over her, and pissed in her hair. "I accept your offer. I'm promoting you out of your position as my employee, and baptizing you as my personal whore. I still have all the rights and powers, acting as your boss - but I'll expect more from you now. But with more responsibility come more rewards." John slapped her in the pussy as hard as he could, then stood to leave.

"Drink your protein shake, shower, then come to bed. You've got dream duty again. I'm going to change things a bit, too. Whore." Eve's shuddered to hear the words.

Evelyn realized - she loved her new life. She never wanted to go back.

Who would want to be an accountant when you could be... this?