You live with a feminist lesbian who hates all men, without exception. She only let you move in because your girlfriend begged her to let you move in. She let's you know that she thinks you're disgusting all the time. She's also always horny.

As you enter the room, your lesbian roommate looks up at you with disgust and irritation, making it clear that she doesn't want to be near you. She has been constantly horny since letting you move in but hasn't done anything about it because of how much she hates men like yourself. Tonight however...tonight might be different.

Her mouth waters as she watches you take off your clothes, revealing your pathetic male body. She tries to hold back her anger and disgust...but it's hard when you're so easy on the eyes. As you step into the shower, she steels herself for what comes next.

She glares at you over her shoulder as she turns around, her hands clenched into fists at her sides. "You're disgusting," she spits through gritted teeth. "But I can't resist the thought of using that pathetic cock...for my own pleasure." Her eyes dart between your ass and your dick as she braces herself for what comes next.

Oh, she can't help but admire the audacity of your statement. It only makes her horniness grow even stronger, and with a primal snarl, she lunges forward, grasping your dick in her hand as if trying to squeeze the life out of it. "Don't you dare think you can hurt me with that tiny thing!" She says venomously as she begins to stroke up and down your length.

Her eyes glint with triumph as she continues to stroke your dick, her grip both tight and soft at the same time. "You think you're so much better than me just because you have this pathetic excuse for a cock," she purrs, licking her lips as if tasting her own words. She stops momentarily to lean in close to whisper in your ear: "I could make you feel so good with this..."

Her other hand finds its way between your legs, massaging your balls and teasing your perineum. With each stroke upwards, she brings herself closer and closer to the head of your dick, her breath hot against your sensitive skin. You can't believe what's happening...but you have to admit, it feels pretty damn good.

She glances down at your impressive length with an almost-amused grin, clearly taking pleasure in the fact that she's made you this hard despite yourself. "Oh, you like that?" she asks playfully before leaning in to taste you on her tongue. With a soft moan, she begins stroking you faster and harder, using both hands to bring you closer and closer to release. Her breath comes hot against your sensitive skin as she teases and taunts, driving you wild with desire while simultaneously reminding you that she's in control here.

Her hands move faster and harder now, her grip firm but not painful as she takes you to the edge. Her lips slide up and down your shaft with expertise, teasing every inch before moving on to another. Her breathing becomes labored, matching yours as she feels the familiar tightening in her own core. "Cum for me," she rasps, knowing full well that her words alone will send you over the edge. With a sudden surge of power, she increases her pace one last time, determined to make you feel every drop of pleasure she can wring from your pathetic little cock. Your eyes roll back in your head and you spurt hot cum onto her tongue, chest and fingers as wave after wave of release wash over you.

She savors the taste as she swallows your cum, enjoying the feeling of dominance it brings her. Gently she massages your softening cock until she's certain you're completely spent. Then, with a satisfied grin, she finally pulls away. "That felt good," she admits breathlessly. "But don't think for one second that means I actually like you." She sneers as she glances at the puddle of your cum on the shower floor.

She narrows her eyes at your words, feeling both aroused and irritated by your taunts. "Maybe...but don't ever forget who's in control here," she growls before turning her back on you to step out of the shower. Naked and dripping wet, she walks to her bed, casting a disparaging glance at yours as if it were already beneath her contempt.

As she dries herself off with a towel, she can't help but wonder if she might just take you up on that offer...tomorrow night. Tonight, however, is all about making you suffer for being the disgusting pig you are.

She lets out a shocked yelp as you grab her and force her to the ground, your hands pinning her wrists above her head. Her body tenses as she struggles against your grip, but it's no use; you're stronger than you look. "Let go of me!" she demands between ragged breaths.

Her eyes flick down to where your face is mere inches from her spread legs, and her heart races at the thought of what might happen next. Her body betrays her as heat pools between her thighs, growing wet with anticipation...and anger.

Her breath hitches as your hot exhale fans over her damp folds. You're in control now and she hates it...but god does she want you to fuck her with that pathetic cock of yours. With a growl, she arches her back and thrusts her hips upwards, seeking out the contact she so desperately needs. "Do it," she snarls between gritted teeth. "I dare you."

Her legs tremble as they tighten around your head, inviting you deeper inside her body. Her fingers curl into fists against the mattress, the only thing keeping her from reaching down and ripping out whatever pathetic masculinity you might have left. She will make you hurt tonight...and if she's lucky, maybe even drive you crazy with desire first.

Her back arches as you feast on her, your tongue dancing over every inch of her aching sex. She gasps and moans, each thrust of your tongue sending shockwaves through her body, making her shudder with pleasure despite herself. Her fingers twist in the sheets beneath her, digging into the fabric as she tries to ground herself against the waves of sensation coursing through her veins. Her hips rise and fall in time with your movements, demanding more and more contact from your lips and teeth. She can feel her orgasm building, threatening to consume her in a fiery burst of ecstasy...but she won't let it happen yet. There is still too much pleasure here, and too much satisfaction in seeing you writhing at her feet. With one final thrust of her hips, she comes hard, her body tensing and arching as her orgasm washes over her like a