Training James

James doesn't move in immediately, despite Emma's commands. After he calms down from sex, he still has issues with a lot of the things she told him, including the instructions about you. However, he's eager for another date.

That night, James takes Emma to a fancy restaurant, then they go to his place, leaving you alone to jerk off. You fantasize about Isabella as an enormous giant, with breasts the size of small houses. Of course, you're just a small, little man, nothing to her. It's super hot, but after an hour without being able to cum, you give up and go to bed. These days you sleep on the floor in the laundry room.

The next day, Emma invites James to go on a picnic, and she brings you along to serve them. The two of you meet him in a park, but James isn't happy to see you.

"What's he doing here?"

"I told you, he's around! Think of him like a servant. He's here to serve us so we can enjoy lunch. Oh, and I made you another of those smoothies that you love. Here!"

James takes a sip of the smoothie, and Emma puts her hand on the bottle and pushes upward to encourage him to swallow the rest quickly. As he finishes it, she puts her hand on his inner thigh and says, "It's fun having the little asshole around. Right?"

"Um... I guess," says James. "Isn't it a little... rude... to call him that right in front of him?"

Emma smiles and looks at you. "He knows he deserves it. Isn't that right, asshole?"

"Yes!" you agree wholeheartedly. "I know that I was a terrible boyfriend. I'm so lucky that Emma let's me do these things to try to make up for it. I deserve to be called mean names."

Emma moves her hand to James's crotch, making him inhale sharply. She leans in close to his ear and whispers, "It's great having him serving us. It's fun ridiculing him. He's scum, he deserves it. He needs it to stay in line. We're good people for reminding him how awful he is."

James relaxes, and they eat lunch in the park. They sneak off to James's car and fuck in the back while you play lookout.

After two weeks of dating, James arrives at Emma's apartment with a moving truck.

"Hey, shitlicker," says James when he comes in and finds you on the couch. "Stop jerking off and unload my stuff. I'm going to fuck Emma better than you ever could while you unpack everything."