DAY 3

"Ugh…what a mess, I can’t believe that I did this,” Jenna was ashamed of herself when she saw how soaked was her bedsheet. There was a large wet spot on the sheet. She didn’t remember when she cumming like a broken dam the night before, all memories about the survey were replaced with ordinary memories where she do nothing aside from filling out the survey like normal, and the questionnaire was nothing out-of-ordinary.

“Should I tell the resort staff that I wet my sheet and ask for a replacement?”

Jordan’s face flashed on her mind, Jordan would mock her if he found out that she was still wetting her bed at this age. Jenna shuddered, but somehow she found the thought of her getting bullied and demeaned by Jordan hot.

Stop it, Jen, you are a strong, smart, and dominant woman, you need to get your act together, don’t show your weak side!

“But now, what to do with this?” She looked at her damp bedsheet.

“Shit, this is such a waste of time, I should use my time to look perfect rather than thinking about what to do with this bedsheet, I’ll figure out something later.”

Jenna looked at her vanity mirror for the nth time to check her appearance. She was wearing the same dress she got from the locker room yesterday. She believed there was no problem with her attire, but she somehow felt her appearance was still lacking. There was something she could do to improve but she couldn’t pinpoint what it was. Redder lipstick? Darker eyeshadow? She felt her makeup was good enough but the lingering feeling of imperfection still haunts her mind. Jenna applied thicker and more sensual makeup on her face, and finally, the feeling of inadequacy was alleviated a little.

She looked at her phone and realized that she spent too much time doing her makeup, it was already time for her to gather at the assembly point for today’s seminar session.

Jenna looked at her bedsheet one last time before she left the room.

Not far from her room, Heather was just out of the room at the same time as her. Heather Moore was dressed in a fur coat just like Jenna, her fur coat was golden brownish, and underneath her coat was a sexy golden rhinestone dress. Her neck was adorned by three sets of golden necklaces, and a set of big golden hoops pierced her ears. Heather Moore's whole appearance just screamed gold, the thing she loved the most aside from her master.

Their eyes met and Heather took the initiative to greet Jenna first, “Good Morning, Jen.”

“Morning, Heather, you look good today, all that gold was blinding,” Jenna said, her compliment to Heather’s appearance laced with sarcasm.

“I know you have a good aesthetic, all this gold and jewelry are indeed lovely, I wanted more, too bad, I only get this set,” Heather replied as if she didn’t hear the sarcasm.

SLAP!

“Don’t flaunt yourself in front of me, whore,” Jenna slapped Heather hard on her cheek in an impulse of anger.

“You dare!?” Heather glared at her.

“Do you want me to slap you once more, whore?” Jenna glared back.

Heather cowered and looked afraid, she quickly retreated.

Looking at her victim’s retreating back, Jenna was feeling very pleased after showing Heather who was the boss. But the impulse-driven pleasure didn’t last long, after she regained her clarity of mind, she felt very complicated. It was an awkward kind of feeling, she heard some voice in the back of her mind demanding that she should apologize to Heather because this was wrong, she shouldn’t slap her just because of a petty matter_. Should I apologize to Heather? I slapped her hard, that must have hurt. _She felt disoriented and dizzy all of a sudden, thankfully, the feeling was quick to come and quickly go, once recovering from her dizzy spell, she put the matter of apologizing to Heather behind her. _Was I on the side of wrong in this matter? Sure, but why should I give a fuck about it? _She felt happy about slapping the gaudy whore, if she want an apology, she would give her an insincere apology for courtesy later.

Jenna entered the auditorium. She spotted Jordan surrounded by her coworkers easily, she saw Heather was also within the crowd of Jordan’s fangirl.

Jordan noticed her presence and walked toward her, it kinda looked like a routine now that this kind of scene happened twice.

“Hello, Mrs, Fisher, I heard that you slapped your fellow coworker?” Jordan asked.

“Yes, so what?” Jenna replied in a proud tone.

Jordan grabbed her chin and stare sharply at her, "I usually adore a bad bitch, but a rule is a rule, So, Mrs. Fisher, you just broke the resort rules of not physically assaulting your coworker, and you need to be punished, there will be special treatment for you later.”

Jenna thought he would do more but Jordan just released her chin after that and walked away. Her leg felt weak. She used all of her energy and willpower to maintain her false bravado when Jordan confronted her. She found herself somehow very scared of Jordan as if there was instinctual fear of him inside her, fortunately, Jordan didn’t do much to her right now but chose to punish her later. Jenna knew that she was powerless to resist if Jordan wanted to deliver a punishment right on the spot. Weirdly enough, it made her anticipate the upcoming special treatment she would get as punishment.

Like before, their company’s orientation session felt so fleeting for Jenna. No matter how Jenna tried to focus, she just fell into a daze, distracted from focusing on what was shown on the big monitor.

And before she knew it, the first half of today’s orientation training had ended.

For the second half of today’s orientation session, the trophy wives group and the office slut group had been separated into two different rooms.

“Welcome to the trophy wives class, you girls should still remember me, right?” greeted the feminized man, Doctor Jamie. He was no longer in her yesterday getup of smart scientist, but instead, he was wearing a mini frilly pink dress that barely covered his crotch part, Jenna could see Jamie’s little jimmies locked in a chastity cage.

All the girls in the room nodded.

“Good, but you shall treat pathetic sissy like me insignificant, and not worth remembering, it’s okay though, we will help you learn the rope to be good trophy wives for BLKS executives,” replied Dr. Jamie to them. “From today to next week, you will take your training and orientation in this classroom, your assigned room is also moved into another room further back for some convenience of what we will do next.”.

Great! I don’t need to ask them for a replacement sheet. Jenna thought. Well… it’s not only her who thought like that, but almost all other women in the room who had some shameful ‘accidents’ yesterday rejoiced in their minds.

The sissy doctor continued, “All of you pretty ladies can take a seat now, we will begin your training to be a good trophy wife."

The seat in the classroom was no longer the futuristic pod-like chair like in the auditorium, but your typical school chair.

"Everyone should have brought the company-issued dildo and buttplug, right?” Jamie asked.

The girls nodded in unison again. Jenna had picked her own from the locker room this morning before she went into the auditorium. It was a painful experience for Jenna to shove the big and thick dildo inside her cunt forcefully and now, it looked like she needed to pull it out from her cunt.

"Now, that each of you holds the black dildo in your hand, what I wanted you to do is to imagine this dildo as a BLKS Master, Lord, and God. Imagine that you are currently holding hands with them.”

After everyone in the room had their dildos in their hand, the man continued, “Do you know the difference between trophy wives from common office slut? You might get some general gist from the previous day's orientation, but let me give my answer; sluts see any man as just a dick attached to legs, while trophy wives see everything that can represent their man as if he is there himself. They had class and standards to keep so their man could show his trophy proudly to others.”

“Today’s training goal is to make you have the right mentality of trophy wives, and here I have a video I like you girls to watch. It may be a little boring, but it will help you accept things easier.”

The large monitor in the front of the classroom started to light up. They all were staring at it, caught and entranced by the subliminal in the video with almost no resistance. As soon as the monitor came to life, Jenna felt her head start to spin

Her mind was bombarded by subliminal messages.

The company is above everything.
Your every action shall be for the benefit of the company.
You belong to the company.
You belong to BLKS Initiative’s executives.
You want to be trophy wives for BLKS Initiative’s executives.
Your previous relationship doesn’t matter.
You will do everything to be a good trophy wife for BLKS executives.
Good trophy wives shall be devoted to their master.
You want to make your master proud of you and will go to any length for their approval.

“Devote myself to the Master…I need his approval…” Jenna mumbled the word repeatedly in her trance.

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