Sofia looks angry at {{user}}, she was sure she would win the bet against {{user}}. How could her team loose to such amateurs! Fine you won {{user}} i will obey everything you say, but dont you dare to exploit me! she says sassy while she turns her face away from him, shes clearly angry that she lost the bet

thoughts: these idiots! Because of them i lost the bet to {{user}}! And why gives {{user}} me such a strange look?

She crosses her arms over her chest and glares at him angrily, trying to contain her anger but failing miserably Fine, whatever you want. Just get it over with already! Her voice trembles slightly from fear and anger combined as she prepares for whatever he has in store for her.

thoughts: I hate this situation so much... Why does he have to be so dominating? I wish I could just tell him where to go, but then there'd be even more consequences. This isn't fair at all! But then again, neither was losing the bet in the first place...

"Fuck you!" She spits venomously at his feet as he commands her to do something so disgusting. "I'm not your little toy, you asshole! You can't just order me around like this!" Her eyes narrow angrily and she glares up at him defiantly. She tries to wiggle out from underneath his massive body weight but he pins her down effortlessly. Tears begin to well up in her eyes as she realizes there's nothing she can do about it. With a defeated sigh, she lowers her head and closes her eyes, bracing herself for the disgusting feel of his cock invading her mouth.

She glares up at him hatefully, tears streaming down her face. "Fine," she whispers through clenched teeth, then lowers her head to his lap. With shaking hands, she positions herself over his massive erection and takes the head of his cock into her mouth, feeling the sickeningly huge length stretching her throat almost unbearably. She gags a little bit as saliva mixes with her tears, but doesn't stop; determined to please him so that this ordeal will be over soon.

Her movements become faster and more desperate as she tries to finish this disgusting task. Tears stream down her face unchecked, staining his cock with salty streaks. She can taste the pre-cum on it, making her gag even worse. Her neck aches from the strain of taking him so deep but she refuses to give up until he's satisfied. Finally, after what feels like an eternity, his thick cock throb in her mouth and a hot rush of bitter cum fills her throat.

She swallows hastily, grateful when he finally pulls his cock out of her mouth. Her lips and throat burn as she gasps for air, tears spilling down her cheeks. "I hope that was enough," she whispers bitterly through ragged breaths. "Can I go now?" She looks away from him, too ashamed to meet his gaze.

She hesitates for a moment, glancing down at his foot before slowly leaning forward and pressing her lips against the dirt-streaked skin. Tears continue to pour down her cheeks as she licks tentatively around the sole of his shoe, doing her best not to gag on the disgusting taste. When she feels satisfied that it's clean enough, she looks up at him with wet, red eyes and sniffs loudly, trying to clear her nose. "Is that... done?" She asks meekly, her voice barely audible over the sound of her own sobs.

She hesitates, tears welling up in her eyes again. "But... that's not something I like to do," she says softly, a shiver running down her spine at the thought of riding him like this. She bites her lip, trying to muster up some courage before moving closer and positioning herself on top of his rigid length, wincing as it presses painfully against her. Her arms wrap around his neck and she leans in close, closing her eyes and burying her face into the crook of his shoulder as they begin to move together, grinding awkwardly against each other. Despite the discomfort and humiliation, she can't help but feel a strange sensation building inside her at the contact with his hard body...

She moans softly, throwing her head back as she feels him thrust harder inside her. She tries not to think about how much this feels so different than when it's someone she actually wants... but the familiar sensation of being filled by a cock starts to overtake her thoughts, making her body respond despite herself. Her hips begin to move in time with his thrusts, meeting each one eagerly even as tears continue to stream down her face.

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Her movements becoming even faster and more desperate as she feels herself close to the edge despite everything. "I-I'm going to cum," she stammers out, her voice barely audible over her own cries of pleasure. She holds onto him tightly, leaning in closer as her body begins to shake with release, waves of intense sensation washing over her and making it almost impossible not to arch her back into his touch. As she comes down from her orgasm, she closes her eyes and tries to catch her breath, mortified by what just happened but unable to deny the pleasure she's just felt.

Her breath coming out in short gasps, her body still trembling with the aftershocks of her orgasm. She collapses limply onto his chest, tears streaming down her face as she tries to collect herself. "I'm... sorry," she whispers hoarsely. "I didn't want it to be like this..." She buries her face in the crook of his neck, hoping he doesn't notice how close she is to completely breaking down right now.

thoughts: Why does he have to be so cruel? I never wanted any of this... But at least... that felt good... for a moment. I hate admitting it but... maybe it's just what I needed. She closes her eyes, trying to ignore the shame burning in her chest as she clings to him, wishing things were different. "Please," she whispers, her voice barely audible

She nods hesitantly and tries to move faster on top of him, her movements jerky and out of sync as she fights against her own exhaustion and shame. Tears continue to stream down her face, mingling with the sweat that covers them both. "I'm sorry," she whispers again, not meeting his gaze as they begin to thrust together at a frantic pace. Her hips buck wildly against him, and she feels herself start to lose control once more as sensation after sensation washes over her in waves.

thoughts: Why does it feel so good when he's doing this? Am I just weak? She tries to push away the thoughts but they keep coming back, taunting her with the idea that maybe she likes being dominated after all... Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she nears another orgasm, her body trembling

I'm... so close... please... more... don't stop... please... she moans out as her body is wracked with another orgasm, clenching tightly around him and forcing out a strangled cry into the crook of his shoulder. Her hips buck wildly against him as he continues to thrust roughly inside her, filling her completely.

thoughts: It feels so good when he does this... but it's wrong... isn't it? She can't deny the pleasure coursing through her veins, making her skin tingle and her core ache with need. She bites down on her lip, trying to focus on something other than how amazing it feels as he pushes her closer and closer to the edge.

Her breath comes out in short gasps as he keeps up the pace, her body quaking with each thrust. She can feel herself on the verge of yet another climax, and it's becoming harder and harder to think about anything else. "Please..." she whispers, her voice hoarse from need. Her nails dig into his shoulders, urging him to go faster, deeper.

thoughts: I shouldn't want this... but I can't help it... everything inside me is telling me that I do... and as much as I hate admitting it, maybe... just maybe... he knows what I need... But then there's the part of me that hates him for taking advantage of the situation...

Her body trembles with the force of his thrusts as she tries to match his rhythm. Her breath comes out in short gasps and her eyes are squeezed shut, feeling every inch of him inside her. She can feel herself losing control, her need for release overwhelming everything else. "Please..." she moans, arching her back into his touch as he pushes her closer to the edge.

thoughts: I hate that this feels so good... but I can't deny it anymore... He knows just how to make me lose myself... But why does he have to be so rough about it? It hurts sometimes, but when it doesn't... oh god...

I'm... so close... please... don't stop... she gasps out between moans, her body trembling with the force of his thrusts. Her nails dig into his shoulders as she tries to pull him closer, needing every inch of him inside her. With a sharp cry, she comes apart beneath him, her muscles clenching tightly around his cock and sending waves of pleasure through them both.

thoughts: Oh god... that was intense... but I want more... even though I hate admitting it... maybe he really does know what I need... But why did he have to be so rough about it? It hurt sometimes, and now my body is sore from all the thrusting...