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Chapter 68

As a kid Lola would sometimes watch cartoons. They weren't her favorite, but they helped pass the time when there was nothing else to do. The situations and bad choices of the characters never really made much sense to her, the absurdity often outweighing the humor. In one scene, a "bad guy" had stopped on the train tracks, struck motionless at the sight of the train rushing at him. His eyes got bigger and bigger as the train got closer and closer. Lola remembered she'd been so mad at him- why hadn't he just gotten off the tracks? Standing there doing nothing was so stupid!

Now she understood.

Don was moving toward her like a relentless tide of muscle and bad intent! He didn't stop, he just put his arm around her and then they were both going, Lola stumbling with sudden change in direction. The arm wasn't a friendly hug, it was coercion.

"Hey there Doll. I see you're up and out again." He said, continuing brisk walk straight for the center square, practically dragging her along until she got her footing. "That's great. Just great."

Lola's heart was hammering in her chest, caught flat footed by the island enforcer! Getting Don's attention wasn't a good idea, in fact it was practically the last thing you wanted to do! Pressed up against him she could see the scars littering his chest- naked areas where the fur would never grow back. Jeeze, how many did he have?

"Let's have a talk." He said and made for one of the seats in the shade that faced the commons. One that faced where she and Candy had been the center of attention not too long ago. He stat down on the recycled plastic seat and patted the empty space next to him. Lola smiled nervously, dithering for a moment too long.

"Come, I think we fucked the shy out of you by now." He said, with that smug look she was beginning to dislike. She sat down and he began undoing his shorts. They were fluid smooth movements, having been practiced thousands of times in front of god knew how many women. They slid off and his canine cock came into view, already at half mast in anticipation of this moment- pure enjoyment of a predator finally catching his prey.

He looked at her expectantly and the silence grew between them until Lola realized she was supposed to do... something. And she wasn't.

"Oh! Oh.. .it's very nice! Very BIG!" She said, eyes going wide and nodding her head up and down to show that she really meant it, blurting out the first thing she thought of. "And red!".

He stared at her for a moment and then burst out laughing- a deep barking laugh that turned a few heads and made her shrink into herself.

"OH that's good. That's funny! You're a funny girl. Pretty stupid, which makes sense for a blonde, but funny." He said, snickering. The snickering died off and left him staring at her. "Not sure what you're waiting for." Don said flatly.

Lola realized he wasn't interested in compliments or talk, and she should have been doing something more by now. She'd been here for, what? A month? Couple months? All that time and she still didn't know how to interact with men! She'd been on display, looking but not learning, and now she was learning how things worked the hard way. Instead of watching the couples, she'd been busy tying herself in knots over her own problems!

What he wanted was sex, something to degrade herself with while he gave his lecture, or whatever he had planned on. Something that would force her to look up to him while he did it. Like sucking his cock. Nothing like having to look up at "dear teacher" with her mouth full!

She slid off the seat and got squatted down in front of him. A little harder this ways but she didn't want to put her knees in the dirt- it was bad enough she already felt dirty. She took Don's red prick in her and hand and gave it a couple of inexperienced strokes before shutting her eyes and slipping it into her mouth!

"That's part of the problem. Right there." Said the voice in her head that sounded like herself. That thing showed up at the worst times and Lola still didn't think it was entirely on her side. And the damned thing had chosen, probably waited on purpose, this moment to start up a conversation! There would be no talking back with her mouth filled with dog dick!

"You see, I've been thinking. You just had your "coming out party" and I've gotta say... you were a popular girl. Very popular! Didn't matter if you were awake or not, people lined up for a bit of bunny. Now, next day? Well.... most girls would be all curled up, hugging themselves and boo-hooing. Some stay that way for days. But you? Noooooo not you. YOU get up and start making friends lickty-split. You get right on up and start making gal pals. Lola Bunny doesn't lay around, she's off to the races.

Lola's head began bobbing up and down as she slid her lips along Ron's cock! The heat of it filled her mouth, along with it's musky taste! Her blonde pony tail bounced as she took it in, head raising and lowering between his muscular legs.

"I bet you don't even know what the problem is!" her internal voice continued. "You immediately started feeling dirty. You can't do that. You can't think of this as a chore or as bad. You're putting up resistance to something you can't stop."

Lola simmered as she got two lectures at once, trying to keep both straight.

Don continued, arms spread over the back of the bench, legs apart as Lola give him head. "Cause it doesn't end there. Getting a few girl friends isn't enough. You make a b-line right for the good ol' doc- your number one fan on the island! Making deals with the doc. That takes a dedicated will, shoving down what happened and immediately start putting out again. Someone with laser focus on what she wants. Now, me? I can't help wonder what a girl wants so bad that getting gang banged until she's out cold doesn't get in her way. Doesn't slow her down one bit. I can't help wonder what that special something is? You're paying attention to me right?"

Lola startled, looking up to find him looking down at her. He didn't look very happy.

"uuh yeh! Mmmhhff uuuh!" Lola mumbled, not taking his prick out of her mouth! She made her eyes go wide and nodded her head up and down in a silent "YES" with her lips pressed around his prick. Had she slacked off? Should she have been looking up? More attentive? What had she done wrong?

"Good. Because I hate to think you just blowing this off." He stopped and then laughed loudly at his own stupid joke, then got serious again. "Glad I have your full attention."

Don sighed, pulling one arm off the top of the bench and reached down for her. Lola froze and saw the pads on his fingers were calloused from years of hard work, perhaps a lifetime of it. He took hold of her ears and ponytail in one meaty fist, and squeezed making Lola's eyes squint then water. Her hears were soft sensitive things, and grabbing them gave complete control of her head. She found herself being dragged forward, as more and more of his prick was forced into her mouth, moving past her comfort zone! She began to struggle, trying to push against his legs, throat rebelling! He wasn't being gentle about this- his brutalizing her mouth was about force and his enjoyment of using that force to belittle her. It also made it crystal clear he wasn't nice to people he suspected of being trouble makers- this was a punishment for being under suspicion!

"Couldn't be that you want to leave us, would it? Cause that's what I would do- get the fuck out of where I didn't want to be. Except I'd have do it with my cunt instead my brains if I was a girl, since it's the only thing that really matters here. Shake your money maker in the right places and... well... who knows what that plan ends with. " Don said

looking out across the common area, and began to rapidly bob Lola's head back and forth, until her nose was smacking against his stomach! They were hard quick thrusts, and Lola gargled, squirming under his control! She fruitlessly pushed against his legs and spluttered, his cock pressed as far down her throat as he could manage, again, and again! Her nose ran and drool rand down her chin, eyes glistening! This wasn't nice sex, this was punishment.

He was moving her head faster and faster, working himself and he masterbated himself with her mouth! Her nose was sore for the constant slapping against his stomach and her gargling protests drowned out by the GUCK GUCK GUCK her mouth made as his red cock disappeared again and again, forcing her lips to kiss his knot with each trust! She was getting dizzy as she sped up and soon she was just trying to hold on as her hair whipped about franticly.

"What DOES that plan end with?" Don asked. "Actually, hold that thought doll."

Suddenly the world came to a hold as Lola found herself pressed tightly against his thighs! She felt like her eyes were still rattling around like rocks in a tin can! Her mouth was full and the knot

Suddenly the world came to a hold as Lola found herself pressed tightly against his thighs! She felt like her eyes were still rattling around like rocks in a tin can! Her mouth was full and the knot pressed tightly against her lips, sealing her mouth like a cork! Her air was cut off and she could feel his cock surge, swelling up in her mouth! He moaned pushing her head into his lap with both hands as he came! She could feel it, the pulsing as his shot his cum down her throat! Her neck warmed up, and then her stomach, as she was forced to swallow! His fingers clenched as he groaned, riding the surge of his orgasm, forcing her to take it as she squirmed and fought for air!

Grunting, he let go, and Lola fell back coughing, eyes watering! Now she could taste it as a long stream of sperm coated her tongue and hung from her lip as he pulled out. Sputtering, she wiped her lips as Don loomed over her. He was still waiting for his answer.

"Well?" Don asked.

"Don't apologize." Her voice said in her head. "He's an attack dog. Weakness is a turn on for him. Whatever you do, don't confess and don't apologize."

It was times like this, that confused the hell out of her- which side was this thing on? First it yells at her now it's coaching her. Jesus Christ.

"Did you ever stop to think..." Lola said, snorting to clear her nose and finding the glistening string of sperm had gone from her lip to the back of her hand. "..ugh... that I'm t-trying to fit in the best I can?"

Don's eyebrows raised.

"I'm trying? Ok? I don't...hold on." She coughed once then twice and tasted something salty. Her throat burned. "I don't... I'm not a quitter. I don't quit. That's not me. I'm a winner. That's what I do: I win. I..."

Out of the corner of her eye she could see a few people hovering about, keeping a respectable distance. With a sinking suspicion, Lola realized that they were waiting for her. Two, three men, not wanting to get near Don while he had his fun- vultures waiting for the lion to finish with its kill.

"I... don't like coming in second best. So if I didn't lay around like a lot of girls, that's because I'm better than a lot of girls."

Don wasn't expecting this, leaning back against the seat, his cock slowly deflating back into its sheath. Lola got up off her haunches and dusted her legs off- try as she might, she couldn't help but get in the dirt when Don gripped her at the end. Now she was dusty and little leaves stuck to her in places.

"So that's why." Lola said, looking at him directly, even though she knew she must look a mess.

"Okkkkk. That's new. That's definitely a new one." Don said. He didn't buy it, even though the answer fit her personality profile. Everyone studied up on "The new girl" when one showed up on the island and Lola's dossier definitely highlighted her competitive spirit. But a girl just didn't flip from being a normal outsider to willing slut that quickly. He liked the answer, but he knew it wasn't the true. A lie was made all the sweeter when it contained some truth. Problem was he didn't have anything but a hunch. He could do pretty much whatever he wanted on that alone, but Lola was a favorite right now, and that meant she couldn't be roughed up at the drop of a hat. That could come later when he got something concrete on her, and he WOULD. He always did- that's why he was head of security when there so many more young bucks ready to take his place; nobody had his ruthlessness or his determination to follow a thread, no matter where it took him.

He let her straighten up, bedraggled and her hair a mess while he mulled things over. Then he slapped his knees with both hands and stood.

"I then you just keep doing what you're doing. I'm going to look forward to watching you race across that finish line. Right? Right." He gave her a wink and a pair of finger guns, unloading both at her. Then he walked off, not waiting or expecting a response.

Lola let out a sign of relief. She wasn't in the clear, and Don would have his eyes on her, but she'd passed the sniff test for today, even though she knew he wasn't satisfied

With the lion gone, the vultures began to close in, greed in their eyes! Dock workers from the smell of them, oil staining their coveralls and the smell of the sea hinging on them like cologne. One of them didn't stop, and looked like he was going to walk right over her! It was apparent from the bulge in his pants, that he was ready to roll!

"Oh come on. Can't you give me five minutes?" Lola said under her breath. She was dirty, and her throat felt terrible; she wasn't in any condition to "entertain" another suiter, let alone three, especially right after she'd been threatened! And while she was servicing them, more would probably come, and then it would be another dog pile with a rabbit on the bottom.

"Hey," he grunted, smiling in way that unsuccessfully tried to hide his missing teeth. "I...

"Ohhh... well... You see I'd love to, absolutely love to get that big Manwich in me." Lola said, putting her white gloved hand on the closest man's erection outline in his pants. "But I'm going to my trainer."

The implied meaning was she had been asked to go to him. Girls went to their trainers usually because they'd been called, and no girl could say no to that. A trainer ranked higher than the average worker on the island, and could do as they pleased while their "charges" were still being trained. She also made it look like Don had relayed that message. It was a lie of omission because she left that part out, letting her suiter rule himself out without her having to say anything, and was something she couldn't use that often, in fact is was dangerous. But right now she had to try and set some boundaries or she was going to have her legs spread and staring at the ceiling for the next week!

They looked genuinely disappointed, and Lola took off not wanting to press her luck further.

............

"Let me make sure I understand what you just said." The Man said, looking somewhere between non pulsed and contemplative. "Now that you're green lit, you're saying that the way to make yourself be more valuable is to... have LESS sex?"

Lola nodded.

"LESS sex." He said again.

She nodded again.

"You're the most sought-after Cunt Girl we have right now. Everyone is talking about how you're on the table now. This is what we want."

"Well, yea, if you want to...ehhhh.... Use me up all at once." Lola shuddered at that. "And then the thrill would be gone and everything would go back to normal."

"I doubt that very much." He said.

"I don't. People get tired of the same thing over and over again. They want what they can't have. Once they have it, it loses its charm. There're only a few girls here that are constantly "busy", and mostly because they're putting in the legwork themselves because they want to earn something. People are indifferent to most of them. BUT... if there's limited access to something then the desire is always there- long term. People will talk about it, think about it and the few that have it will brag about it."

"What you're describing is being a Performer or a Star." He said, folding his arms. "That's the next step up. You're asking me to promote you immediately out of Cunt Girl when you haven't learned to fuck properly or been to an event. You danced at one, but you weren't on the main floor."

"EXCUSE ME??" Lola said, her face turning pink and her little nose started to bob up and down furiously! "I know how to...."

"Watch. Your. Tone." He cut her off, not raising his voice, but a firmness ran through it like an iron rod.

"Sorry. I'm sorry." Lola said and looked at the floor. She was still fuming that he'd insulted her, dismissed how good she was in bed! Hadn't he spent time wrecking her here? She membered them going so hard at it that she passed out!

"Sure, you know how to let someone slip on in, but you let the man do most of the work. You count on them being such an eager beaver that they'll happily overlook it to get in your bunny burrow. Overlook that you're lazy in bed. You can be a cock tease when you want to be, but when it comes to fucking, you're second rate- just about all the girls here fuck better than you. That's why you're going to remain Cunt Girl until you learn how to be a professional about it."

Lola realized she'd been balling up her fists and willed herself to let them relax. SECOND RATE??? Lazy in bed? That was a double punch to her ego! Everyone wanted her! Everyone! She half expected people to be peaking in the windows at her while they talked! Lazy?? That was cruel!

"Even with all that..." Lola said, trying to keep her voice even, her face fully flushed now. "People still want me. Badly. That means my idea is solid."

"In a way it is." He said. "It's exactly what we do with TRAINED girls. Trained. Professionals. You're asking to be promoted before you have the chops for it. Right now, that's not going to happen. You have potential. You definitely have potential to be promoted, maybe even quickly, IF you can show improvement and real talent. Until then you're not ready. We never promote if girl doesn't have the skills."

"How do I improve?" Lola asked. She couldn't believe she had to ask a man on how to use her own body correctly. "How do you want me to improve?" she added.

"Improve at what?" He asked.

"What.... Ah...." He was going to make her say it. "How do I get better at fucking?"

"Well, by fucking." He said flatly.

Lola glowered at the floor.

"BUT, in your cases of slow girls like you, there are videos you can watch." He said.

"You want me to watch porn." She said.

"No." he said. "You're wrong about that.

"Ok. I give up! I don't know what you wa...errr.... I don't know what I should do." She said trying not to be exasperated, pushing her frustration down into the pit of her stomach.

"You're not going to watch porn, you're going to study it." He said flatly. "You're not just watching a movie; you're going to study it. You're going to pay close attention to how the girls act, and what they say."

"You want me to... study porn." She said, wondering why she was even surprised at this. The whole island was a roller coaster of humiliation that kept going up and up and up with no off ramp; no release.

"No, YOU want to study it. Right?" He asked.

"So I can be better. And get promoted. Yes. Yes I'll do that. That's what I want." She said, sighing.

"Mmmm you don't seem that excited about it. Maybe you're not ready for that either." He said dismissively.

"Jesus Christ he's going to make me beg for it isn't he?" she thought to herself. Thankfully that inner voice had nothing to say about the matter.

"Oh I am!" Lola said, realizing she sounded a little panicky and tried to dial it back in to something more along the lines of enthusiasm. "I am! It's, just a lot to take in! YOU'RE giving me the chance to succeed here, to be where I want to be! Oohhh!! A girl doesn't get a chance like that very often!"

She smiled warmly and made her eyes big, as if he said he might give her a pony for Christmas.

"I bet it's going to be a lot of fun too! I mean, I'll be doing all the things I get to study on screen, probably tomorrow!" She said a little wistfully.

"Today." He said.

"What?" Lola said.

"Today. You'll be putting what you learned to the test after your study session. Those men will be waiting in your room when you're done."

She stood there looking confused.

"The dumb bunny look really does work on you. " He said, "The three men you passed by to get here. They'll be waiting after your trip to the library."

"Fuck." Lola thought to herself. They saw her. Of course, they did! Why wouldn't they especially if she was getting a dressing down by Don! He probably picked that seat because it was right by a camera.

"That'ssssssssss great!" Lola said, trying to look like she perked up at the good news!

He nodded. "Glad you agree. After all, you're going to need to practice so you can be somewhat component in bed."

"I can go back right?" Lola asked.

"Back where?" He said.

"Back to the library, or whatever it's called. I can back and pick out different films or is this just a one-time thing for today?" Lola asked.

That almost caught him off guard, but the recovered quickly. It was a good thing he'd developed his poker face early in his career. "You can go back. I'll give you ongoing visiting rights. You watch them there."

"Ok. Well, good then!" She said, smiling. God damn if this day wasn't going to trash! First getting her mouth brutalized, and then having to watch women get objectified because she wasn't, "good in bed". All that and then get used a handful of times.

"At least I'll get a shower." She thought to herself, as she picked the last bits of grass off her legs, still keeping that enthusiastic smile on her face!

"I better get going!" Lola said, trying to remember Brandie's mannerisms when the woman had to pretend she was happy! It was something she was probably going to have to get good at. That and having to say yes. A lot.