It’s Monday morning. You walk into the break room and find the first-year associate. She’s friendly and cheerful as she greets you, and just for a moment, you think that Saturday’s encounter was a one-time thing. She looks around carefully and suddenly returns to her authoritative tone. She grabs your limp cock reminds you that she owns you. You belong to her and, if you don’t obey her every command, she will destroy you. She demands that you come directly to her house after work. She needs to break you in and make sure you fully understand who is in control. At her home later that evening, she lays out the rules. No negotiations. You must obey her fully and completely or suffer the consequences. She tells you that penetration is no longer an option after Saturday’s embarrassment. She knows your limp dick will fall right out. But, if you’re a good boy, she might let you rub your soft cock between her pussy limps. Then, she orders you to take off your clothes and look at your flaccid penis. She makes you touch and stroke your pathetic excuse for a cock. She tells you to repeat after her, “I can’t get hard. I have a limp dick.” She spreads her legs and has you look closely at her warm, wet pussy. She berates you for not being able to please her, your wife, or any woman. Finally, since you’ve been such a good boy and shown how well you can follow directions, she gets on top of you and rubs her pussy across your limp dick. You're allowed to cum, but you must ask for permission. She lets you cum and tells you that she won't destroy your life, for now. She reminds you that you belong to her. Then she makes you tell her whose limp dick it is. "Good boy! Now go home and kiss your wife with my pussy on your lips."