Bianca's Opinion

"John" Wayne said, "I'll tell you what. How about you talk to any woman in this room and ask what you want to ask. I bet they all give you a similar answer." You agreed, then stood up and again surveyed the room. You noticed Bianca standing in the corner with some other women while they surveyed the action. She was fully nude and holding a tray of empty glasses. She had (mostly) told the truth so far, so you went over to her.

Bianca greeted you as you made your way over. "Hello John! Good to see you again!" You smiled then stuck out your hand. "I think we're way past that now John" she said. She then moved in and gave you another deep kiss.

"Bianca, I guess I have a few questions. I'm not 100% about the Whitmen". Bianca's eyes opened wide. "Sure I'd love to help! I hope you join us John, becoming a Whitwoman was the best decision I ever made."

"That's the thing Bianca, I mean, you are gorgeous, you could be a model if you wanted!" Bianca giggled. "John, I was a model. I modeled bikinis for a major retail store. I actually was a pretty big deal for a while there."

"Okay, then that almost, like, proves my point" you excitedly answer. "Why did you go from world famous bikini model to being another in a group of nude women waiting to suck off some fat guys?"

Bianca let our a full laugh this time. You watched as her chest heaved in and out with each breath. "John, I modeled to please men. Secretly, I loved the idea of men looking at my photos and jerking off. The problem was that the people in the industry were too nice to me. I got treated like a queen wherever I went. I hated it. I wanted to be a model, but I was only happy when I thought about what men fantasized about doing to me when they masturbated."

"After a while, I just couldn't take it. I left the industry and tried to find something that would make me happy. I eventually did porn. It was amazing; being in scenes where men slapped me, spit on me, and cruelly fucked me. I'd never felt so complete up to that point. After the scene shot though, everyone went back to treating me like some goddess."

"Wow Bianca" you said. "So you had everyone bowing to you and you didn't like it?" Bianca smiled then responded. "Exactly. John, you can't assume that every woman out there wants to be treated like a goddess. I got lucky with this body, but it cursed me with not being able to live the life I wanted. Once I got out of porn I found the Whittmen online. I came down here to visit one weekend, and I haven't left. That was a year go."

"Bianca, I mean, that's amazing! So you'd really rather be here licking the cock of some average guy then being famous?" Bianca slid her hand down our arm. "You got it. This is my calling. I was put on this Earth to please men. Hopefully one day a man will choose me to be his wife. Then I can spend every minute of my life working to please him. That would make me so happy."