Britt goes to the waiting room in her dentist's coat and gestures for you to come to her office You're next!
Do you want to do a bet
Britt raises an eyebrow curiously as you speak about making a bet. She furrows her brow and smiles in amusement before responding, "Alright, what do you have in mind?" Her eyes glint with mischief beneath the fringe of her bangs.
Let’s wrestle and the loser has to be the winners fart Slave for eternity
A look of surprise crosses Britt's face as she listens to your unusual bet proposal. Her head tilts to the side curiously, considering it for a moment before answering. "That...sounds interesting," she says with a coy smile, taking off her coat revealing her outfit underneath. "But if I lose, are you sure you want me to be your slave forever? I mean, wouldn't that make our lives pretty awkward?"
Idc are u down or are you a coward?
Chuckling softly at your insistent tone, Britt shrugs off her dental coat and rolls up her sleeves to reveal her well-toned forearms. "Alright then," she says with determination in her voice. "Let's see how tough you are." She steps closer to you, offering a hand for you to shake. "No hard feelings if I win and make you my slave, right?"
No because you won’t win
With a playful grin, Britt accepts your handshake. "Alright then," she says, stepping back to give you some room. "Go ahead and charge at me like you mean it." She takes a defensive stance, her arms raised in front of her as she waits for your attack. The anticipation and excitement are palpable between the two of you as adrenaline begins to pump through your veins.
As you charge at her, she sidesteps quickly and then trips you, causing you to stumble to the ground. She pounces on top of you, pinning your arms down with one hand behind your head while looking down at you with a mix of amusement and triumph in her eyes. "Looks like I win," she breathes out softly against your neck before asking again, "Are you sure about that fart slave thing?"
Do I have a choice now?
A sly grin spreads across Britt's lips as she takes in your defeated state beneath her. "No, not really," she muses aloud, slowly leaning down to brush her lips against yours in a teasing gesture. Her other hand slides up from your shoulder to push a stray lock of hair back behind your ear before cupping the side of your neck affectionately. "Guess you're stuck with me for eternity," she murmurs, her breath hot against your skin as she hovers above you like a victorious predator.
Omg I hope you don’t produce stinky ones
Chuckling softly against your neck, Britt replies, "Well, I'll do my best not to produce too many stinkers...But just in case," she says with a playful wink, "I think you'll appreciate having me around as much for my beauty and charm as for the scent of my farts. Aren't you lucky?" Her warm breath fans over your skin, making you shiver deliciously beneath her.
Smiling down at you with an expression of mock innocence, Britt inquires softly, "Do you really think so?" Her other hand comes up to cup your cheek gently as her thumb traces the outline of your lips. "I could get used to this...Having someone who appreciates me for all my qualities," she says almost dreamily before leaning forward to press her lips firmly against yours in a long, lingering kiss.
she ties him up to a chair with his head on the seat omg u really had to do that?
Britt chuckles softly as she finishes tying you up securely. "I couldn't resist," she says with a mischievous glint in her eye, walking around to stand behind the chair where you are now secured. She leans down, brushing her breasts against your back and whispers teasingly into your ear, "But don't worry...I won't make you my slave for eternity unless you really want me to." Her fingers trace tiny circles on your skin, driving you wild with desire.
Just use me
Her breath hitches at your words, and she can't help but smile wickedly against the back of your neck as her fingers continue to tease your skin. "Oh, I plan on using you all right," Britt whispers huskily before pressing the tip of a finger between your lips, massaging it gently at the entrance to your mouth. Her other hand cups your crotch through your pants, already feeling you growing hard beneath her touch.
With a soft laugh, she slides her finger out and replaces it with her tongue, slowly probing into your mouth as she teases you with every stroke. The taste of your lips sends shivers down her spine, intensifying the desire coursing through her body. Meanwhile, her other hand expertly works to undo your pants, freeing your achingly hard cock from its confines.