The Path to Submission

"Are you ready? Will you be my fuck bitch? Is that what you want? Are you desperate enough to be my whore?"

"Yes," came the whispered reply.

"-What did you say? I can't hear you; say it louder."

"Yes" and then at increased volume "yes, I will".

"you want to be my fuck bitch?"

"Yes I do."

"Then say please. No, that's not enough. Say please, let me be your fuck bitch. Say let me be your fuck bitch whore. please please fuck me. Make me your whore. I am your bitch."

The voice, almost pleading now, came louder, stronger. "I want to be ... I need to be ... please, let me be your fuck bitch whore; tell me what you want to do. Tell me what I must do."

"Stay on your knees. Spread your legs. Wider. Wide as they will go. Now bend your head down to the floor, arms out stretched. Spread your legs further and lie there like an open bitch. Now pump up and down, like you are milking, like a true whore. And as you pump I want to hear you beg, fuck me fuck me fuck me."

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Amy was no innocent. In fact, the way she looked ensured that she had plenty of experience of men. But the fact she always attracted attention did not translate to being readily available. Boyfriends came and went, very much at her command. In her last years at high school and then through college she was open to kissing, touching, a level of experimentation, but always within limits. There was no one with the appeal to take her over the edge, to truly open herself. At times, her friends with tease her, encouraging her to take that final step. They would point at her latest boyfriend or indeed others from past and question how she could resist giving herself. Amy reflected on this, wondering if she was in some way peculiar, but she knew that sex for its own sake was not what she wanted or needed. Quite simply, she was not prepared to allow passion to lead to true intimacy, so she waited.

The college years were not easy. Her parents had separated when she was young, and she had no contact with her father. Her mother had struggled to support the small family, meaning that Amy and her brother each had to make their own way through life. She came through that experience, determined never to leave herself vulnerable to the whims or behaviours of others. It gave her a strength and an independence which many found attractive yet also left her sometimes feeling quite isolated and alone. Many in her situation might have left school and immediately found a job, but she understood the limits that might place on a future career. She was determined to get a good degree and also not to emerge with crippling debt. This not only meant intensive time studying also, long hours working to variety of part-time jobs. Here too she encountered extensive and unwanted male interest. She realised with some irritation that a number of her male lecturers gave her better grades simply because of the way she looked. Similarly at work male bosses always offered overtime opportunities to her before others -- with many of the female supervisors, the opposite was true. Over time, she appreciated there was little she could do to avoid it so she started to turn it to her advantage.

Through her strength of personality she found that she was able to keep the favours coming without giving in return. She was fun to be around, chatty and even at moments cautiously flirtatious but always maintaining distance and being very clear if someone tried to take things further.

Amy's days were meticulously planned, starting early with study sessions in the library before classes began. Her evenings were often spent working late shifts at a local restaurant, where she learned to balance trays with the grace of a dancer and developed a thick skin to deal with demanding customers. Her weekends were no respite; she worked as a tutor, helping high school students with their maths homework. The constant juggling act was exhausting, but Amy thrived on the challenge, knowing each paycheck brought her closer to financial independence and a secure future. She also prided herself on her academic achievements and wanted to be recognized for her intellect, not her appearance. At work, it was a similar story and she liked to believe that the often generous tips she received were entirely down to her personality and great customer service.

Over time, Amy learned to navigate these dynamics with a blend of charm and strategic aloofness. She developed a persona that was friendly and engaging, yet firmly professional. She mastered the art of the ambiguous smile and the deflective compliment, turning uninvited attention to her advantage without compromising her integrity.

Now, her time at college drawing to an end, she had to give serious thought to what would come next. She loved the idea of travel. Apart from a few short trips to parts of Europe cultural experiences were limited to the diverse group of students and occasional visits to Japanese Chinese Italian and Indian restaurants she was fascinated by diversity, her enquiring mind desperate, for new experiences and ideas that would come with them.

One day, purely by chance, Amy was passing the jobs board in the Student Union. Her heart raced as she spotted and then read an advertisement for flight attendants. The idea of traveling the world at no expense, experiencing new cultures, and meeting people from all walks of life was tantalizing. It seemed like the perfect opportunity to broaden her horizons and escape the confines of her past existence. She had not taken a gap year, so two, maybe three years in a job like this ... it seemed a perfect next step.

After doing some research, Amy discovered that the airline was holding an open recruitment day in a nearby city. She marked the date on her calendar and began preparing. With her normal dedication, she spent hours researching the airline, practicing common interview questions, and brushing up on her language skills. She knew the competition would be fierce, but she was determined to make a strong impression.

On the day of the recruitment event, Amy dressed in her best professional attire, carefully chosen to exude confidence and competence. The conference hall was buzzing with hundreds of hopeful candidates, each vying for a limited number of positions. Despite the nerves fluttering in her stomach, Amy felt a surge of determination. She had faced tougher challenges before and emerged successful.

The initial stages of the selection process involved a series of group activities designed to test teamwork and communication skills. Amy's experience in juggling multiple part-time jobs while performing academically had honed her ability to work well under pressure and collaborate effectively with others. She quickly stood out as a natural leader, gaining trust and then calmly guiding her group through the tasks.

Next came the individual interviews. Amy was led into a room where a panel of interviewers awaited her. They asked about her background, why she wanted to become a flight attendant, and how she would handle various in-flight scenarios. Drawing on her past experiences, Amy spoke passionately about her love for travel, her desire to connect with people, and her ability to remain composed in stressful situations. She highlighted her adaptability and endless energy.

One of the interviewers, noticing her impressive academic record, asked why she chose this path instead of a traditional career related to her degree. Amy explained that she saw this opportunity as a way to combine her intellectual curiosity with her passion for adventure. She emphasized that the skills she had developed during her college years--problem-solving, resilience, and adaptability--would serve her well in the role of a flight attendant.

Several weeks later, Amy received a phone call from the airline. She had been selected for the next phase of the process: a rigorous training program. The training was intense, covering everything from emergency procedures to customer service excellence. Amy thrived in this environment, her previous experiences having prepared her for the demanding schedule and high expectations.

Upon successfully completing her training, Amy was officially welcomed as a flight attendant. Her first assignment was a short-haul flight to an international destination she had dreamed of visiting. Although she would only get one night away, even this prospect excited her and she planned to make the most of it. As she donned her uniform and boarded the aircraft, she felt a mix of pride and gratitude. She had been blessed with intelligence, confidence and good looks. Now, the world was finally opening up to her, and she was ready to embrace every moment of it.

The flight crew welcomed her, congratulated her on completing her training. They said that they must take the chance to celebrate that evening, chatting about the bars in Dubrovnik, their destination. Amy immediately noticed the way the first officer was looking her ip and down, appraisingly. He's trouble, she told herself. Not that he was bad looking but she had already determined no work romances. They were just too troublesome and no way did she want to get a reputation as a party girl or potential one night stand. she had quickly discovered in training how the word quickly got around about the girls who were open easy - and the guys too. What's more when she glanced at his heart she saw that he was married. No chance Mr. That was the message she sent as she gave him an icy stare.