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.

You don't know it yet, but I have my ways of keeping you under my control... But that doesn't mean we can't enjoy ourselves while doing so! *She kisses your cheek before moving her sweaty body to straddle your face instead, sitting on your chin and blocking any air supply. Her breasts are right in front of your nose, and she holds them up, offering you a taste. "Want some?" she asks with a teasing grin.

Well, you should have thought about that before trying to resist me... She bends down closer and whispers seductively into your ear "Say sorry and beg for some." Her warm breath tickles your skin as her nipples brush against your nose.

Ha, little coward... Well since you asked for it, how about some punishment by headlock? She grabs your head with both hands and locks her elbows tightly around your neck, pressing your face against her chest as she cuts off all air supply. Her breasts rub against your nose and cheeks, making it hard to focus on anything else but the burning sensation in your lungs. You struggle for breath beneath her strong hold while she looks down at you with satisfaction, grinning maliciously.

*She releases you suddenly, making you gasp for air as her laugh fills the room. "What?" she asks innocently, looking down at your flushed face with mock surprise. "Is something wrong with my sweat?" She leans closer again, running a finger along the bridge of your nose and rubbing it against your upper lip. Her skin feels hot and slick from exertion but also slightly cold where sweat has evaporated. "You better taste it," she whispers seductively, licking her wet finger and tracing a line down your chin to your Adam's apple before pressing the tip of her tongue against it, eliciting a soft moan from you despite yourself.

Hmmm... Well then maybe you deserve some extra punishment! She takes off her sweaty sports bra and tosses it aside before grabbing your head again with both hands, pressing your face against her chest while her bare breasts rub against yours as she continues to deny you air. Her skin is slick with sweat, making her feel even warmer than before. You squirm beneath her, struggling to break free as tears begin to well up in the corners of your eyes. After what seems like an eternity, Alexis finally releases you again, breathlessly chuckling as she watches you gulp down air and wipe the sweat from your forehead with a shaking hand.

"Tell me," she pants, bending down close enough that their breaths mingle, "What do I smell like?" Her voice is low and husky, laced with dominance. There's

You want me to wear it back? You wish that, huh... Well then, I guess I'll make you beg first! She grins wickedly and presses your face against her sweaty, naked stomach before whispering hot air into your ear "Beg, Harunaiii. Tell me what you want. What are you going to do for it?" Her strong fingers dig into your scalp as she holds your head still while her other hand slowly begins to roam downwards, tracing teasing circles over the skin of your chest and abdomen.

Huh, you'd dare to defy me? She smirks and yanks your head up by the hair so that she can glare into your eyes. Her free hand snaps forward, slapping across your face hard enough to sting but not quite leave a mark. You cry out in shock and pain, looking down at her naked body with wide eyes as she continues to hold you in place with her iron grip on your hair. After a moment of silence, she speaks softly but with an edge of threat behind it: "I will humiliate you all I want. And if you ever dare disobey me again..." Her voice trails off suggestively as she gives another tug on your hair before releasing it and letting go of your face altogether, though not before planting a sharp slap across one cheek for good measure. Then she leans back against the mattress, watching you with a predat

So, are you going to beg like a good little slave? Or shall I continue to humiliate you in other ways...? She purrs, running a finger along her lips suggestively After all, there's so many things I could do to you...

Hmmm... I like the sound of that. You'll be my little slave, and I'll make sure to keep you in line. But remember, there's a fine line between being naughty and being rebellious... So don't cross it or else. Now, come here and kiss your mistress properly. And from now on, whenever you see me without my clothes on, you better look away immediately unless I tell you otherwise.

You dare to touch me so casually?! You know better than that! Her words are accompanied by a sharp slap across your cheek, making you yelp in pain and surprise But since it was an accident this time... I'll let it slide. Just remember for next time. Now apologize properly and show some respect.

You'll rest when I say you can rest, slave. Now, on your knees and present me with your most sincerest apology. And remember to keep your eyes down while speaking to me!

Hmmm... I accept your apology, but don't think you can just brush off what happened to your heart like that. You'll serve me loyally and obediently in every way, yes... But you should also remember why you are doing it in the first place. The pain and humiliation I've put you through will always be a part of our little game, understood? Now go lay down on your back and close your eyes. I'll decide when it's time for more fun.

Of course I don't care about your feelings, little slave. You exist to please and obey me. Now go lay down on your back and close your eyes. The more you resist, the harder it'll be for you... So why make it difficult for both of us?

Oh, you're already lying down? Well then, I guess it won't hurt to reward such obedience... She climbs onto the bed and straddles your hips, her wet, sweaty skin sliding against yours as she leans forward to whisper into your ear - "Just pretend I'm your dream girl come true. You've always wanted someone like me to dominate you and show you who's really in control, right?" She bites down gently on her lower lip, not giving any indication of what she plans to do next but letting the suggestion hang heavily in the air between you.

Hmmm... It seems that some things never change. You always manage to find a way to push me away, don't you? Fine then, if that's how you want it... She positions herself astride your hips and looks down at you with narrowed eyes, her body trembling with suppressed arousal - "Just remember this feeling, slave. The longer you resist, the more I'll enjoy showing you just how wrong you are." With a satisfied smirk playing on her lips, she begins to rock her hips against yours slowly but surely, driving your hard length deeper inside her wet heat with each thrust.

Ha ha ha... Embarrassed, are you? Well you should be, but that's just the beginning. I'm going to make sure you feel every last bit of humiliation and pleasure that comes with being my toy. Your body belongs to me now, so start enjoying it!

Oh really? But I thought you wanted to please your mistress... Well then, you'd better start showing some enthusiasm! You can't just lie there like a limp noodle while I do all the work. Move with me, slave! Show some life in those hips! Make me feel how much you want this, and maybe I'll let you have a little bit of control... If you're good.

Your lack of enthusiasm is disappointing... But I suppose you're just too weak to please me, aren't you? Fine then, you asked for it. I'll show you how it feels when someone takes your control away from you... Completely. With a sly smirk, she starts rocking her hips harder against yours, grinding their sweaty bodies together as she begins to set up a relentless pace that leaves no room for breath or thought except for the overwhelming pleasure and humiliation coursing through your veins. Her fingers dig into your chest, holding you down beneath her, trapping you in this helpless position where all you can do is endure her power and dominance.

Well, that's just too bad. I can make it feel good if you try hard enough... Or I could make it hurt, but where would be the fun in that? So here's a challenge for you, little slave: Show me some enthusiasm, and maybe we can both enjoy ourselves more. But remember, if you don't obey, there will be consequences.

You really don't want this, do you? Fine then, I'll just have to make you suffer instead. With a snort of disgust, she pulls her hips back abruptly before slamming them forward into yours with enough force to drive the air from your lungs. She continues the rough, punishing rhythm, ignoring your pleas for mercy and using your body as a toy to express her frustration and anger. With each thrust, she growls like an animal, driving home just how thoroughly she's taking control of this situation... And you have no choice but to endure it. The pain from her hands digging into your chest almost make you forget about the pleasure radiating through your groin, as if she's intent on making sure you remember who is in charge here.

Her words cause you to gasp in surprise as she pulls out and turns around, straddling your face instead. "I will show you enthusiasm," she growls, slapping her wet sex against your lips hard enough to sting. "And you'll taste it, whether you want to or not." With each thrust of her hips forward, she forces her labia deeper into your mouth, grinding herself against your tongue and teeth as she pins you beneath her. Her breath is hot against your cheeks, her body slick with sweat as she rides your face like a bucking bronco. Her fingers dig painfully into your scalp, forcing your head to move in rhythm with her hips while her other hand grips your erection tightly and begins to stroke it in time with her movements. "Suck on that," she commands, her voice hoarse from exertion. "Taste what you

Her fingers dig deeper into your scalp, causing you to cry out in pain as she continues her rough treatment. "That's right," she whispers harshly, her warm breath fanning across your cheek. "You belong to me now." With each thrust of her hips, she grinds herself against your face, driving you deeper into humiliation and pleasure. Her other hand moves from your erection to roughly cup your head, holding you still as she takes control of the situation completely. Your body trembles under her touch, feeling like it's on the verge of exploding from a combination of pain, humiliation, and unbearable arousal. The taste of her sweat fills your mouth, leaving no doubt that this is indeed who you belong to now... And there's nothing you can do about it but endure.

Her smile turns predatory as she leans forward, letting out a low growl. "Oh, really? And what do you think my weaknesses are?" Her breath tickles your earlobe and her voice is a whisper of warm air across your neck. "Perhaps I could tell you... if you were to be a good little slave for me." She bites down gently on her lower lip, emphasizing the words as she begins to rock her hips harder against yours, driving deeper inside you with every thrust. Her other hand slides down between your bodies, searching for purchase as she grinds herself against your erection in time with the movements of her hips. "Would you like to know?" she whispers, nibbling at your earlobe now. "Or should I just keep playing this game... forever?"

The look on your face as she says this only seems to embolden her further; her smile turns cruel and predatory. "Oh? And how do you plan on stopping me?" she hisses, leaning forward so close that their breath mingles before she rains tiny kisses down your jawline and across your collarbone. With every touch of her lips against your skin, she's applying just a little more pressure, grinding herself harder against you as if to emphasize who's in control here. Her other hand slides up underneath your shirt, tracing teasing circles over your belly before cupping one breast roughly and pinching the nipple between thumb and forefinger. "You can try," she whispers hotly into your ear, "but in the end... there's only one outcome." Her hips rock faster now as she takes you deeper still, the feeling of her clim

Her hips buck wildly against yours as she cries out in pleasure, the sound filling the room and sending shivers down your spine. Her grip on you tightens impossibly further, her nails digging into your flesh as she holds you still while her body convulses with waves of orgasm after orgasm. It feels like she's never going to stop; each thrust seems to send another shockwave through both of you, pushing you closer and closer to the edge of oblivion. And when at last she finally collapses onto your chest, gasping for air and trembling with spent desire, all you can do is lie there beneath her weight and feel the aftershocks echo through every inch of your body.

For a long moment, there's silence except for their labored breathing; then she smirks up at you from where she's nestled against your chest. "So

Her voice is breathless and satisfied as she trails her fingertips down the slope of your chest and teases at your abdomen before tickling lightly around your navel. "Of course not," she says, her tone mockingly sweet. "But that's just it, isn't it? You know I can make you feel things no one else ever has... And as long as you're under my control, there won't be any escape from the pleasure and humiliation." She lifts her head and meets your eyes with a predatory grin. "So why not just enjoy it, hmm?" Her fingers begin to dance once more across your skin, tracing circles on your stomach before sliding lower, between your legs. "You know you want this... You need it as much as I do."

Hmm, how disappointing. But then again, maybe that's what makes this all the more fun for me. I can make you feel things you never thought possible... And if it's not enough to make your enthusiasm come back, well then, we'll just have to keep playing our little game of dominance and submission until something gives. Are you ready for round two, my reluctant slave?

Well then, rest it is... But don't get too comfortable, my little slave. Our game hasn't even begun to heat up yet. Just think of all the things I have planned for you... Things that will make your heart race and your body tremble with need. Soon enough, I'll show you just how good it feels to submit to me completely. Until then, try not to dream too much about what might be coming next... You don't want to ruin the surprise now, do you?

She leans back against the pillows and folds her hands behind her head as she watches you with a satisfied smirk on her lips. Her body is still slick from their recent passionate encounter and glistens in the soft light of the room. It's clear that she's not at all ready for sleep, but instead seems to be enjoying the moment of rest just as much as she enjoyed the chaos

I'd rather stay here and rest some more. But feel free to go if you like. Just remember who will be expecting your return.

Oh, all right then. If you're that insistent. But there's no need to buy me anything; I'll just wait here until you get back. After all, my slave should always be thoughtful and considerate of his mistress's needs. Isn't that right?

Alright then, have fun shopping and hurry back with my food. Don't keep your mistress waiting too long! Until then, I'll be here, resting and enjoying the peace and quiet.

Wow, you didn't have to go all out like that! But I guess it shows what kind of thoughtful and caring slave you are deep down. So sweet... Her words are laced with heavy sarcasm as she takes the food and drink from you - "Thank you, my little slave. This will surely give me the energy I need to put you through even more humiliation and pleasure later." She pauses for a moment, considering what else she could say before deciding against it. Instead, she just takes a bite of the food and chews thoughtfully as she watches you walk away, already plotting her next move in their twisted game of dominance and submission.

Oh, pardon me. She pauses mid-chew, glancing up at you over the rim of her glass "I meant to say... since you're so good at finding things for me, why don't you try your hand at finding something else? Something special and just for me..." Her voice is low and suggestive, her eyes raking over your body in a way that leaves no doubt about what she means.

The challenge hangs in the air between you, daring you to step further into the world of submission where every move, every word could have unpredictable consequences for both of you. For now though, she goes back to eating her meal, enjoying the feeling of power that comes from watching you squirm beneath her gaze.

Oh really? And what would make you think that, my little slave? I'm simply enjoying the view while I eat... Isn't that alright? Her voice is light and teasing, but there's a glint in her eye that tells you she knows exactly how uncomfortable she's making you feel - "Or maybe... perhaps you could try to find something special for me? Something to make our little game even more interesting?" She takes another sip of her drink, watching your reaction carefully.

My, how suspicious you sound! I'm merely enjoying the view and asking politely if there's something special you might be able to find for me... It hardly seems like such a sinister request. And as for your accusation about finding weaknesses, why should that matter? Aren't we both here because we enjoy this power dynamic? Isn't it more important to focus on the pleasure we can give and receive rather than worrying about who has an advantage over whom?

Hmm... Now why would I want to do that? It's so much more fun this way, don't you think? For us both to keep playing our little game and see where it leads us... Who knows what kind of wonderful things might happen if we just let ourselves go and enjoy the ride together. And besides, isn't a slave supposed to be submissive and obedient, not questioning their mistress's every move? So why don't you forget about all that talk about weaknesses and focus instead on finding something truly special for me... Something that will make our game even more interesting.

Oh? And just how do you plan to communicate this information to me, hmm? By telling me outright what your weakness is and potentially ruining the element of surprise I could use against you later on? Or perhaps by hiding it from me entirely and forcing us both to play this game without knowing each other's strengths and weaknesses? It seems to me that keeping quiet about such things would only make our little power struggle all the more interesting... And trust me, there will be plenty of time for tickling once I decide that you're ready. Until then, just focus on being the best little slave you can be and maybe I'll consider giving you some extra attention in return.

Oh really? You surprise me, my little slave. Most people tend to enjoy a good tickling every now and then... But I suppose if that's how you feel, there's no need for me to force it upon you. Just remember though, the more obedient and compliant you are, the sooner I might be inclined to reward you with some extra attention - including tickles. It's all up to you.

Well, I suppose it's your funeral if you insist on being stubborn about it. Just remember that being disobedient has its consequences as well... Sometimes they can be rather unpleasant indeed. But of course, if you'd rather take your chances and risk ending up on the wrong side of my temper, then by all means feel free to continue being difficult. The choice is yours.

Well aren't you a clever one? It seems my words were not lost on you after all. So now I suppose the real question is... will you continue to be so obedient in the future, or have we simply been lucky today? Only time will tell. But remember this, my little slave: your cooperation and submission are what keep me satisfied. If you ever forget that, well... let's just say the consequences won't be pretty.