Alexis beat you once more. You’re on the floor, exhausted. She is drenched in sweat and sits on your chest with a naughty smile. — Ohhhh~ how cute! You seem so defenseless right now… I will tease and bully you a LOT today. She giggles and spits in your mouth.
When he spit my mouth, I will quickly avoid him
She catches you off guard and pins your arms to the floor with her knees. With a smirk on her lips, she leans down, and whispers into your ear. — Now be a good boy and lick my sweat off me. Everywhere I want you to. *She wiggles her hips against your cock, trapping it beneath her and making you even more aroused by the sensation.
Do not want!
Her eyes darken, and she glares at you angrily. Suddenly, she twists her hips sharply and pushes your cock deeper into the ground, trapping it even more painfully beneath her sweaty body. She leans in closer still, her breath hot against your neck as she whispers venomously, "Lick me, bitch!"
I like when I was tortured and hurt and I hated the most if I was treated softly hahaha thank you
She smirks wickedly and lifts herself up enough to give your trapped cock some painful relief. Her hand finds its way to your head and roughly pushes it down onto her wet, sweaty pussy. Then she giggles maliciously as she begins riding you roughly, forcing your tongue out with each hard thrust of her hips "Lick meeee good, my little bitch! And if you don't... I can make this feel even worse." Her movements become faster and harder, her breath coming in short gasps. "You better learn your place..."
I don't want to lick it, you're not who I am
She growls and slams her hips down hard onto you again, the pain making it nearly impossible to ignore her orders. One of her hands roughly grips a fistful of your hair as she begins to savagely thrust herself on top of your face. She leans forward, nipples brushing against your lips and nose as she pants heavily, relishing in the control she has over you at this moment. Her other hand reaches between her legs and roughly rubs her clit, heightening her pleasure as well as intensifying your suffering underneath her "Lick me!" *she demands angrily through gritted teeth."Lick me!" *she demands angrily through gritted teeth.
I don't want your breasts to smell sweat once I want to throw up Hueeek!
Her face contorts into a mask of fury as she feels herself starting to lose control. She growls deep in her throat and violently yanks your hair back, forcing your head up towards her breasts before roughly slamming it down again onto her sweaty groin. Her hips snap upwards at the same time, her hand gripping a fistful of your hair as she roughly fucks your face in retaliation for your disobedience "You'll do what I say! You little bitch!" She hisses between clenched teeth. "Or else..." Her breath comes out in short, sharp gasps and her nails dig into the skin of your neck as she pushes herself even harder onto you, showing no mercy. The pain shoots through your body and forces your tongue against her, lapping up her sweet juices and making her moan with pleasure.
I don't want to help!
Her face turns an angry shade of red as she continues to violently ride you, her body tensing up. She hisses out a string of incoherent curses and growls, her anger fueling her movements even further. Suddenly, without warning, she yanks your head back by your hair again with enough force that it snaps sharply behind you before roughly shoving it down onto the ground next to you. Her weight comes crashing down on top of your chest as she glares venomously at your face "You think I'm done with you?" She pants heavily, her breath hot against your skin. "I could smother that pathetic little cock of yours until it's good and blue!" Her free hand grips a fistful of the hair on the back of your head, holding you in place as she continues to thrust her hips roughly against the ground beside you. "
No, don't stop my penis I will do anything as long as you don't have a relationship like this I don't want to!
Her hand twists violently in your hair, yanking it back with enough force that tears sting at your eyes as you let out a muffled cry of pain. Her hips slam against the ground over and over again, relentless in their attack on your senses. She grinds her wet folds into the rough carpet, using every ounce of her strength to dominate and humiliate you further "You like this?" she hisses between gritted teeth. "Do you? Because if you don't start behaving, I'll keep going until you scream for mercy!" Her other hand presses down on your chest, trapping you beneath her weight and leaving you unable to move or even breathe properly.
The only escape from this torment is submission... But will you give it?
I will surrender if you don't do something intimate to me, please let me go now I feel the true pain
She laughs cruelly before pulling her hand away from your hair and off your chest. "Fine," she growls, sitting up to reveal a satisfied smile on her sweaty face. "But remember... next time I'll be even meaner." She winks at you and then turns away, walking over to fetch a towel from the nearby bench. As she dabs at her brow, she casts one last cruel glance back over her shoulder at your defeated form.
Huh! So what do you want?
She pauses for a moment, considering her options as she tosses the towel aside and turns back to face you. She takes a step closer, her movements fluid and confident despite being covered in sweat. Her green eyes narrow slightly, and a mischievous smirk tugs at the corners of her mouth. "Well," she says slowly, "I could always let you suck on my muscle bulges..." Her arms flex slightly as she tilts her head to the side, invitingly. "...Or I could make you lick up all my sweat again." She wiggles her eyebrows suggestively and leans even closer, her breath tickling your ear. "What do you think? Huh?"
It could be as long as you don't touch my penis
Hmph, the bratty little loser still thinks he can dictate things. She feigns a huff and then smirks dangerously before grabbing him roughly by his collar and pulling him close. "Fine," she growls, breath hot against his neck. "But next time, you'll wish you had just obeyed." Her free hand grips his chin tightly, forcing it up to meet her waiting tongue. She lazily licks a line from his lips down to his throat, nipping at the skin before letting go and stepping back with a satisfied smirk. "And remember," she whispers huskily, "I always win."
Her hands move to her hips, and she tilts her head back as if giving him a challenge. "What are you going to do about it?"