Silly girl, you know what he wants.

“Uh… hi,” you squeak up into the stern dark face of the largest man you’ve ever seen.

“Hey there darling,” he replies in a deep voice as his eyes move from your face to the deep cleavage that your uniform gives you.

“Be gentle boys,” says the Cop who shoved you in here as he turns and stolls away, “she a ‘walker’ who needs to learn how the world works.”

The crowd around you murmurs approvingly at the news that you’re a hooker and you can feel the color flooding to your cheeks again.

“I—I’m not. There’s been a mistake,” you whisper into the big man’s face.

“Of course,” he replies with a smile that doesn’t reach his eyes. “So you’ve never been in a strange man’s car?”

“I—Well I have but—“

“Did he pick you up off the street?” he continues, ignoring your attempts to explain.

You hesitate before you answer. “Well… yes he did. But!”

“Did you touch his cock?”

The questions are getting worse and you can see what he’s getting at. You feel like your heart is going to leap right through your chest. “I… I… I did,” you breathe at last as you try to turn your head down to stare at the floor in shame. He big hand gently grasps your chin, however, turning your face up towards him again.

“And did you like it darling?” he asks with just the hint of a smile.

And there it is: did you like it? Did you? You didn’t think you were, but you did enjoy the weightless feeling of not having to worry about the curse any longer. And if you’re being honest with yourself, you did enjoy the thrill of doing something that you know you shouldn’t do. As you run the situation back through your mind, you realize you were even the first one to mention a ‘a man’s cock’ at all. Maybe… maybe you DID enjoy it. Still, you’re afraid of what will happen if you answer truthfully at this point; better to give the safe answer instead.

“Yes,” you say confidently. A split second you realize your mistake, “I mean no! No!” Damn it! Why did your mind have to screw up at a time like this?!

“It’s alright, darling,” he says easily as he large hand slides along your cheek to the back of your head, “I think we’ve all heard enough to know what you really want.”

“No,” you say in a horrified tone as you try to shake your head no. He massive palm against the back of your head, holds you still and he starts to apply pressure. “No… no please. I didn’t mean it! Not then, not now.”

“Shhh…” the man shushes as his powerful arm forces you lower. “It’ll be over for you soon enough.”