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Being a slutty little cock tease was bound to catch up with me eventually. Acting like a bitch who doesn’t care about your feelings is fun and all, but it doesn’t protect me when you decide to take charge. I’m so small compared to you. So powerless to actually stop you from making ME the bitch.
Greg taught me this lesson the hard way. We’d been flirting, and I’d enjoyed giving him blue balls for weeks. Until he finally snapped. We ended up alone in the walk-in freezer of the restaurant we both work in. Why are kitchen guys so nasty? He cornered me in the back of the soundproof box and shoved two fingers into my mouth while his other hand held the back of my head. His fingers rubbed my tongue and worked their way into the back of the throat. I was scared when I started choking, and he didn’t pull back. “Not so mouthy now, are you Bitchy Belle?”