Well DUH

Arg! Who does this Gref think he is? Messing with the internet like that! In our day and age this should be a crime! And now I have to do his work! What a fucking joke…

More arg! The customer called me back and asked about the god damned wifi. I don’t know! I haven’t even been able to set mine up yet! Had to call Gref over. Blarg.

Finally some peace and quiet. Now I can relax and… ARG! I still don’t have the internet. Alright, what did that twerp say I needed to do? Browser, wifi will open the site, download the app… Finally!

I surf through my feeds, yet there is nothing interesting. Best thing I found was Cassie trashing her ex’s sex skills. That guy is such a loser! “No honey, I don’t want to eat out your ass! Sorry honey, I can't last longer than 5 minutes. No, it won't get hard until tomorrow." Bah! It’s like all the cool guys died and all that’s left is a bunch of sissies pretending to be real men.

I refresh my feeds a couple of times and spend minutes looking at random crap social networks think I would be interested in. But it’s not enough. Boredom is about to overwhelm me, when Veronica starts to scream again. Guess the customer is done. Back to the fucking work.

I smile and twirl in front of this pig and he leaves just $10 in tips! Greedy fucking bastard. Thinks he is better and stronger than me simply because I work in this hell hole. It’s not like I want to be here, you dingus!

Of course I don’t voice any of this. ARG!!! So frustrating! Why do all the guy’s want to ruin my life?! I plop in my usual place where Veronica can’t see me. I need to let off some steam.

And I know just the app for it.

Maybe half a year ago Cassie found this stupid dating app, but for like Domination and shit. We registered as Sub and made fun of these “Dom” losers. Then Cass dared me to talk to one.

He was all like “Hey I am not a pussy and I’ll treat you just right.” Long story short, he was so pathetic that we decided to meet with him and see just how much of a dom he really is. It was priceless! He broke down in tears like a little bitch he is! And how he begged me not to format his phone? I still watch that video when I need a little pick me up.

Since then we’ve met with 12 guys total. Needless to say all of them were fucking posers! Just send them a few teasing photos of your underwear, say stuff like “Punish me daddy~” and you are suddenly invited into their inner sanctum. Then you twist their pathetic orders, take over once the timing is right, blue ball them till they beg for mercy, tell them to do something humiliating, record the thing, clear their phone, and leave them still a blue balled mess! And if they resist too much? Never leave your home without a shocker! What will he do? Tell police that he was ****?

But I guess Cassie got tired of it, so we agreed we shouldn’t do it anymore. But you know what? Fuck that! Men are ruining my day so I will ruin some of them!

Now I only need to choose the most pathetic one…

I finally get a minute away from doing Lucy’s job and check the app. I was afraid that something would go wrong, but nope! Lucy’s tracking works. She just needed to install it. Well, it doesn’t hurt to check…

What.

I rub my eyes and look at the logs again. Nope, still can’t believe that this bitch is registered as a Sub on “DomASub”. You are saying that this entitled, spoiled brat would let anybody at all control her?..

It’s like a lightbulb lit up in my head. “Brat”. That would make sense. She does enjoy pushing boundaries and fighting direct orders even if she knows she needs to do them anyway. Wouldn’t think she would enjoy it as something erotic, but her profile is not marked as asexual.

Okay. So how do I use it? She still has a -100 submission score. She won’t take orders from me. I take another look at her profile and realize that a lot of her information is wrong. Like her photos are not hers. And her name is definitely not “CandleNight”...

I facepalm. Right. I can just hide my identity. Would that even work?

Only one way to find out.