This.. was the real beginning. The moment when she crossed a line she had with so few people, and the catalyst for yesterday's story. The first dose of being broken. The day she first really felt that rush of submission, that mix of fear and desire that comes from surrendering control, far more than had been done before now. And a photo. Not of her this time.. but the moment it happened. The moment she first felt it..

Saturday. A week since we met. The day the walls around her began to crumble, one message at a time. It was already planned.. she was going to be alone most of the day. She thought she could handle it, thought she was strong enough to resist the temptation. But she underestimated the power of my relentless pursuit. I knew about how long it takes her.. especially with hrt.. and didn't care. I was determined to push her, to break down her defenses and claim her as mine.

https://imgur.com/a/PnQnPEM

It would take hours. But she still got naked.. touched herself on command. No matter what she texted, I kept going. I was merciless, a predator toying with its prey, drawing out her torment for as long as possible. She wanted to do other things too that day, I kept going. I wanted to see how far I could take her, push her. Message after message sculpting her into the submissive thing I knew she really was. So slowly she went, losing herself minute by minute. Her reluctance crumbled. She didn't expect to cum. Hell, she didn't expect any of this, the dumb bitch didn't even realize her fate was sealed the moment we met. But I knew. I had seen the signs, the weaknesses. Yet she did cum. Hours later she came while her girlfriend was out working and that slut was with me, alone. And in that moment, she wasn't just surrendering to me, she was surrendering to the knowledge it wouldn't stop there. Another of her silly 'nevers' that broke within a week. There was going to be more very soon..

Speaking of more.. that very same day, she showed her face. It was a big thing.. something she was hesitant to do, but it only served to solidify her position as my possession. It was expected, yet still even bigger than her name. Her eyes.. if you could see them. She even has the face of a born to be whore. And she's starting to realize it too, now that I'm there. The realization that I'm molding her into the submissive object of my desire. And.. one last teaser for tomorrow's post. Sunday.. if you read the earlier ones you know her girlfriend takes photos of her in slutty outfits. Well there's a special photo to be taken now, 'for her' it was said.. it's not for her. Not necessarily that (cropped) one, but there'll be a photo or two tomorrow.. so look out for it. Even further control.. and pushing her further every day..