The man decides to makes Max his new submissive Whore.

"Now then, Maxie, baby, why don't you suck me off ?" he ask her in what she can tell is actually an order.

Max nods weakly as he guides her mouth onto him and starts to suck and lick his shaft, for the first few minutes he keeps her head pressed against him by her curly brown hair but then lets her go and just lets her do her thing.

"The guys were right, cunt's pro level" he thinks as her technique starts to bring him to release. "So why, is she so adamant that she isn't a slut, she could've made a lot of money with this mouth of hers alone, let alone the rest of her." he muses as he feel the first of his cum start to squirt from his cock. As it does he grabs the back of her head and forces her onto him as he releases into her mouth, forcing her to drink him.

After he shoots his load into her he continues to hold her to him enjoying the feel of her nose buried in his pubic hair, the tickle of her exhalations from her nostrils, and the satisfaction that she doesn't try to break free but accepts her fate. After a few more minutes he lets go of her and pulls out looking down at the now submissive little cunt as she continues to kneel before him head down, her stringy, sticky hair hanging down in front of her face.

Max for her part just knelt there in front of him, lost in a haze as she tried to process what was happening to her, part of her mind was screaming that this was wrong, that she should run and get away from this monster that keeps humiliating and using her in the worst ways possible, but as soon as those thoughts would cross her mind other, stronger thoughts would chase them away. "You loved the feel of that man using you, making you do whatever he wants." they would tell her. "You love the feeling of surrender of your free will, of not having to think about consequences, of just doing what your told and enjoying a fuck for a fuck." These thoughts hadn't totally won yet, but they seemed to be the majority opinion in her head and she decided to go along with them for now, maybe she could summon the courage to escape later? she asked herself.

But first a pressure in her loins was demanding her attention. "I have to pee.?" she told/asked the man looking up at him.

Looking back down at his cunt's face he could tell just by her request, her demeanor that she was accepting her new fate, not totally he thought, it would take some work to totally break her to him, that doesn't happen in just one day and he'd have to be careful with her till she was but for now she was accepting that he was her master. That thought brought a smile to his face, Thinking how lucky he was it was him that this hot little number ran into last night and now not only would she make him a lot of money she would also be totally submissive to him if he played his cards right.

"So go ahead and go, cunt." he told her and she nodded back at him shifting herself slightly into a squat. He soon heard the sound of her piss hit the pavement under her and, running his fingers thru her stringy hair,soon saw a stream flowing down the slight slope behind her he pulled her sector pass from his pocket and again pondered the two sides of this girl an ideal forming in his head, he didn't know how he was going to do it or if it was even possible, but what if she could be both? To him the submissive bitch that's pissing in front of him just because he told her to, completely loyal to him but to the rest of the world the cocky girl smirking at him from the photo? It would certainly be easier on him if she could take care of herself and her actions at the beginning of the night suggests that she's capable of that. Yeah, he thought if he could accomplish that he could just send her out to do her thing and just rake in the money.

"You really are just a filthy little cunt, eh Maxie?" he asked her when she was done. "Come on, I have things for us to do." he tells her as he pulls her up by her hair, causing her to wince a little but otherwise she doesn't have much of a reaction, and leads her over to her bike.