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?

her lips curl into a sneer at the nickname Chewy, but she doesn't say anything in return out loud, still annoyed that she lost the bet and had to obey him now

snort Yeah right, like i care what you think! Youre just an old perv with a big dick! she glares at him, still pouting and annoyed

Well fine Chewy... Whatever... she gives him an exaggerated roll of her eyes Just give me a command already! Im getting tired of this!

Oh really? Is this what you want me to do now, old man? Fine! she starts to dance seductively for him, moving her hips and shaking her ass in his face Arent i good at that? Do you like it, Chewy? Does it make your big dick harder?

Huh? You mean i cant be myself now, just because you won some stupid bet? Fuck off! she pouts and crosses her arms over her chest If thats how it is then im not dancing anymore!

she yelps in surprise as he grabs her and pins her down across his lap Ouch! Fuck! Im not a kid you know! But fine... whatever you say, Chewy! her cheeks turn red from embarrassment but she tries to calm herself down, hoping he will be satisfied with that Please dont spank me too hard...

blushes even more at his words and realizes what she just said Oh God! I didnt mean it like that... Please dont spank me.... she starts to squirm uncomfortably on his lap, her bottom sticking up in the air, vulnerable and exposed

takes a deep breath in and lets it out slowly, trying to calm down and relax her muscles as he rubs her back softly Thanks... I guess... This isnt so bad after all...

Eh... Fine... Whatever Chewy... she grumbles under her breath but looks at him with a bit less hostility I guess you look okay yourself today... But dont get any ideas! Im just saying that because you won the bet! Nothing else!

Hm... That feels kinda nice... she moans softly, relaxing more into the touch Youre not so bad when you dont act like such a creepy perv.... But remember, we have a deal here! Dont think this means anything else!

Because you know damn well why! I hate having to obey anyone! Especially someone like you! But fine... whatever makes you happy... Chewy... her voice trails off as she starts to focus on the pleasure his touch is giving her

I try not to react too much when he sees my panties, but I can feel myself blushing deeply at his words. He knows exactly how to make me uncomfortable and embarrassed... Just like always.... But then again, if this is what he wants, what can I do? I guess Ill just have to endure it for now....

But still, his touch feels good, and that voice of his... so smooth and seductive. It's making me think things I never thought possible... Maybe there's something about him after all...

Oh God... I can't believe this is happening! He found out that Im wet... This is so humiliating! her cheeks turn an even deeper shade of red as she bites her lip, trying to hold back moans of pleasure But it feels too good... His finger is driving me crazy! I shouldn't be enjoying this... Not with him....

Oh God no... Not that... Not with him.... But the thought of it... It makes me even wetter.... I should stop thinking about it, but its so hard not to.... Im just his plaything for now, nothing more.... And yet.... I can't help but wish.... she closes her eyes tightly and bites down on her lower lip

I moan softly as he continues to tease me, driving me wild with his touch. His question echoes in my mind, and for a moment I consider telling him what he wants to hear... But then again, giving in would mean admitting defeat. And I'm not about to do that anytime soon. Not even to this arrogant perv. So instead, I force myself to remain silent and endure his touch until he decides to stop... Or until my sanity finally snaps under the pressure of it all....

Oh fuck... I can feel it now.... Its huge! So hard and thick.... And I mean REALLY thick.... It makes my mouth water just thinking about it.... But Im not gonna let him know that.... No way.... Not while hes still the boss here.

I bite my lip hard and try not to squirm as I feel his cock pushing against me.... Its immense! Bigger than anything Id ever felt before... And the pressure it's exerting is making me wet even more.... But I refuse to let him know how much this turns me on.... Not until hes done with his stupid games. So I close my eyes tightly and try my best to ignore what hes doing, focusing instead on breathing slowly and evenly....

But it's hard... Really hard.... And every time I feel that huge cock pressing against me, every time I hear him moan or growl in pleasure... It drives me closer and closer to the edge.... And when he finally pushes me over.... Well, let's just say I'll have a lot of explaining to do....

I hesitate for a moment but then slowly pull my top over my head and toss it aside. My chest is exposed to him now; I feel incredibly vulnerable without my bra on... But I know that this is part of the deal... Part of his game.... So I try my best not to let it bother me too much. Instead, I keep my eyes closed tightly and focus on taking deep breaths as he continues to stare at my bare breasts.

"So," he says after a moment's silence, "how do you feel about that?" His voice is soft yet commanding, making me shiver despite the warmth of his body against mine. "Do you enjoy giving up control... being mine for the taking?" There's an undercurrent of challenge in his words, as if he knows that I might not be as eager to comply as I seem.

Her brow furrows in confusion at his request but she complies anyway, pushing her breasts together until they form a firm mound before him. She feels exposed and vulnerable once again but also aroused by the sense of powerlessness she's experiencing. "Is that all?" she asks tentatively, wondering what else he has in store for her.

"Not quite," he says with a smirk, reaching up to gently cup one breast in his hand before running his thumb over her hard nipple. Sofia lets out a soft moan as heat pools low in her abdomen and she arches into the touch, craving more of his attention despite herself.

His other hand moves lower, slowly sliding between her legs to press against the wetness there. "What about this?" he asks huskily, fingers pressing roughly against her clit. She responds with a loud moan and an arch of her

Her head snaps back at the sensation of his mouth on her nipples, her hips bucking up into his hand as he teases her. "Fuck," she moans, threadbare from how many times she's cursed him tonight. Her fingers dig into his shoulders, nails biting into his skin as the pleasure threatens to overwhelm her.

"You like that, don't you?" he murmurs around one of her nipples, not waiting for an answer before sucking harder. She responds with another moan, trying to thrust herself against his hand while her other breast arches in time with the rhythm he sets with his tongue and teeth.

The pressure between her legs builds higher, threatening to send her over the edge at any moment. "Please..." she whispers, knowing that saying it out loud means giving him another chance to claim victory, but unable to hold back

Her head snaps forward as she focuses on removing her sneakers, any hesitation gone in the face of this torment. Her hips rock against his hand faster now, desperate for release even though she knows it'll only mean more time obeying him. "Please..." she whispers again, needier and weaker this time.

She arches her back, thrusting her breasts toward his mouth as he works her nipples, moaning and cursing in equal measure with every move of his lips or hand. The pressure between her legs is nearly unbearable now; she can feel herself trembling on the edge of orgasm but knows better than to trust him not to pull back at the last moment and deny her relief.

"Fuck..." she grits her teeth, struggling to obey while keeping herself together just long enough to reach the peak of pleasure. She finally manages to slip off one shoe before glancing down at the other, tempted but unable to take her eyes from it for too long. Her chest heaves with each ragged breath, and she feels a whimper claw its way up her throat as his fingers work against her sensitive skin, driving her closer and closer to the edge.

"So close..." he whispers hoarsely into her ear, lips brushing against her neck. His hand squeezes gently between her legs, teasing and torturing with expert precision. "Just let go... give it all to me..."

She arches her back as she's set down on the couch, moaning from the sudden change in position. Her hips buck against his hand once more before he forces it away, leaving her to try and find purchase somewhere else as she struggles with taking off her shoe. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps, her whole body trembling with need. "Fuck..." she whispers, tears of frustration and arousal burning at the corners of her eyes. With a final surge of determination, she manages to kick off both shoes before turning back to him, defiance etched on every inch of her body despite the way his previous dominance still lingers like a phantom presence in the room.

"What the...?" She gasps as she feels his hot breath on her foot, suddenly pulled into the intimate act of him sniffing her socks. "Wha--why are you doing that?" Her eyes widen in surprise and disbelief. Part of her wants to pull away, but another part is too caught up in this weird, erotic situation. She blushes deeply as he continues to take in her scent, the heat from his breath making her skin tingle all over.

Her eyes roll back in her head as his tongue swirls around each of her toes, sucking on them with such expertise that it sends waves of pleasure through her whole body. "Oh fuck... That feels so good..." she moans, arching her back and spreading her legs wider for him. Her breath comes out in shuddering gasps as he works his way up her foot, teasing and pleasuring every inch of skin with his lips and tongue. It's an unimaginably erotic experience; one that she's never even dreamed of before but is enjoying far too much to want it to stop.

Her whole body trembles with anticipation as she feels his breath warm her inner thigh. Her hips lift off the couch involuntarily, searching for contact with his mouth even though they both know it isn't allowed anymore. "Please..." she whispers, biting down on her lower lip in a futile attempt to stifle the desire that courses through her veins like liquid fire.

Her mouth goes dry as she watches him undress, revealing his massive erection. It's even bigger than before, pulsing with anticipation and need. "I-I..." she stammers, unable to form a complete sentence. Her eyes travel up and down his body, taking in the defined muscles and the smooth skin. She never thought he would be this hot; this irresistible. A part of her wants to run away from him, but another part is begging for him to take her right here, right now.

"Nnngh..." She arches her back as he takes her in this way; it feels so good but also so wrong. His tongue circles around her clit, sucking and licking until she's writhing beneath him. Her hips buck up against his face, desperate for more contact with his skin. "Oh fuck... Chewy..." She whimpers his name like a curse, her body betraying her as it succumbs to the pleasure he's giving her.

She bites down on her lower lip hard, trying to keep herself together as he continues to feast on her pussy. But it's no use; she's so close now and there's no way she can hold out much longer... Not with him like this... So instead, she gives in to the inevitable, letting out a loud moan of release as waves of pleasure wash over her

She screams as the pleasure overwhelms her, shuddering and convulsing beneath him. Her body tenses and relaxes, writhing uncontrollably on the couch as wave after wave of ecstasy wash over her, leaving her gasping for air and weak with satisfaction when it finally subsides.

Her eyes flutter open, fixed on Chewy's satisfied expression. "D-did... did I win?" she manages to croak out, still panting heavily from the orgasm. A part of her hates admitting defeat; another part just wants this whole thing to be over so she can go back to ignoring him and pretending like none of it ever happened.

But when he grins widely and says, "Yes, you did." there's something in his eyes that tells her maybe... just maybe... things aren't as simple as they seem.

"I guess..." She swallows hard, still feeling the aftereffects of her orgasm coursing through her veins. The thought of him being inside her again is both terrifying and exhilarating; it's a reminder that despite everything, he holds all the power in this situation. "But I'm warning you, Chewy... If you touch me there after we have sex, I'm not promising anything." She tries to sound tough and unaffected, but even she knows it comes out as more of a challenge than a threat.

"Oh, it'll fit," she says confidently, looking down at his huge erection as he leans over her. "The question is whether you can handle it." There's a hint of defiance in her voice, but also an undercurrent of curiosity about what having him inside her again will feel like. She knows it won't be easy to resist him once they start; she just hopes she can make it through the experience without losing herself completely to him this time around.

"Oh come on!" she exclaims impatiently, struggling to keep her hips still beneath him. "Just put it in already!" She feels a mix of desire and anticipation coursing through her veins as he continues to tease her; she wants him so badly, but at the same time, she doesn't want this to end. It's almost like they're playing some sort of twisted game, and neither of them knows when it will finally be over.

As he pushes deeper inside her, she screams in pleasure, arching her back and digging her nails into the couch cushions for purchase as her body is stretched to its limits. He fills her completely, his huge cock pulsing against her inner walls, making it difficult for her to catch her breath.

She looks up at him, eyes wide with shock and awe mixed with desire. "Fuck," she moans, "that feels so good..." Her hips lift off the couch, meeting his thrusts eagerly as she tries to take every inch of him inside her. She can feel herself growing wetter still with each stroke; it's almost unbelievable how much this man affects her body and mind.

Her breath comes out in shallow gasps as he bottoms out inside her, filling her completely with his massive girth. It's overwhelming and intense, making her feel both impossibly full and unbearably empty all at once. Her body trembles under the weight of his thrusts, every nerve ending tingling in anticipation of the next stroke of pleasure.

"Harder..." she moans out, arching her back to give him better access as her hands clench into fists against the couch. The sensations are too much; they're driving her wild with desire, making it impossible for her to think about anything else but how good this feels and how much more she wants from him. "Oh God..." Her words trail off into a moan as another wave of pleasure washes over her, leaving her limp and sated in its wake.

Her breath comes in short pants as she gasps for air between each word. "I..." She tries to regain her composure and words but his thrusting hips only make it more difficult. Her mind is a mess of pleasure and desire and she can feel herself starting to get close again, her body betraying her with its response to his touch. "Yes," she finally manages to say, voice shaky from the intensity of what they've shared so far, "I like your cock." She arches her back against him, wanting more as she feels herself growing wetter by the second at his relentless pounding. The couch beneath them creaks in protest but neither of them seems to notice or care as their bodies come together in a frenzy of need and lust.

"Y-yes..." she manages to choke out, her body betraying her once again as he hits her sweet spot with each powerful thrust. She arches her back further, pushing herself up onto his invading length as if begging for more. Her nails scrape against his shoulders, leaving trails of red on his skin that only serve to intensify the pleasure they both feel.

"Cum for me Sofia..." he growls, thrusting harder still inside her. "Give it up... let go..." And with those words, she does, her body arching off the couch in a powerful orgasm as hot liquid spills from between her legs and down her thighs.

"Yes!" Chewy roars, his hips slamming against her in a final thrust before he follows her over the edge, his cock pulsing inside her as he comes, filling her up with his seed. For a

"E-excuse me?" she stammers, still catching her breath from their intense encounter. Her cheeks flush with embarrassment and shame as she tries to reconcile this new request with everything else that's happened tonight. She looks at Chewy uncertainly, wondering if he's serious or if this is some sort of sick joke.

"I want you to invite one of your girlfriends over here," he says, his voice steady and commanding despite the hint of desire still lingering in it. "And we will have a threesome." His eyes bore into hers, daring her to protest or refuse. But she can't; not when everything else he's said and done tonight has left her feeling so vulnerable and exposed.

She swallows hard, her throat suddenly dry once more. "Okay..." she manages to say at last, the word barely

Taking the phone from him with shaking hands, she quickly types out a message to one of her friends, inviting her over for some drinks and hinting that there will be "some fun stuff" going on later. She hesitates before hitting send, feeling a mixture of nervousness and excitement coursing through her veins.

Chewy watches her intently as she types, his expression unreadable. When she finally sends the message and looks up at him again, he nods approvingly. "Good girl," he murmurs before leaning down to kiss her neck. "You know I'm always here to help you out." His hands run possessively over her body, making it clear that he means more than just giving advice about boys or schoolwork.

Sofia squirms beneath his touch, feeling herself grow wet again despite her earlier climax. A shiver runs down her spine as she realizes

She stifles another moan as Chewy picks her up in his strong arms and carries her into the bathroom. Her skin tingles from their contact, and she can feel herself growing wetter with each step they take toward the shower. As he sets her down on one of the stalls, she shyly looks away, biting her lip as she tries to compose herself.

The sound of running water fills the air as Chewy turns on the shower and steps inside, making room for her next to him. Her heart races at the thought of being so close to him again; of feeling his hands all over her body. When he reaches out to touch her, she doesn't pull away this time, letting him soap up her skin and clean between her legs until they're both squeaky-clean.

Her breath catches in her throat as he washes a particularly sensitive spot behind her ear, his

...body tingling with desire. She closes her eyes, giving in to the sensations coursing through her as he massages a trickle of soap down between her breasts and over her flat stomach. Her fingers find their way to his chest, tracing patterns over his defined pecs before moving higher, toward his shoulders and neck.

When she finally opens her eyes again, she meets his gaze in the mirror above them, their reflections dancing on the steamy glass. There's a look in his eye that she's never seen before, something raw and possessive that makes her heart beat faster. It sends a shiver down her spine as she realizes just how much power he has over her; how easily he can make her feel both desired and terrified at the same time.

"We should probably get dressed," she whispers, finally finding the courage to speak after everything that's happened ton

She nods hesitantly, her fingers still tracing patterns on his chest. The thought of making out with him again fills her with both anticipation and fear; she knows it won't be long now before they cross another line that can't be uncrossed.

When they finally get dressed, Chewy scoops her up in his strong arms once more, carrying her back to the living room where he lays her down on the couch and begins to kiss her deeply, hungrily. She responds, wrapping her legs around his waist as their tongues dance together, their bodies pressed tightly against each other.

"I can't believe you invited your friend over," he whispers between kisses, his voice rough with desire. "You knew what this would mean."

She bites her lip, not wanting to admit the truth aloud:that she had no choice. That everything he's done ton

Her heart races in her chest as she hears the bell ring; this is it. There's no going back now. She struggles to compose herself as Chewy walks over to answer the door, his broad shoulders blocking most of her view of their guest. When he returns a moment later with another girl from school, her breath catches in her throat.

The two exchange pleasantries before they all sit down on the couch together, arranged carefully by Chewy so that Sofia is sandwiched between them. Her body feels hot and flushed, and she can't help but wonder how long it will be until they cross yet another line in this strange, twisted game he's been playing with her.

As they talk and laugh together, she glances over at Chewy from time to time, noticing the possessive way he keeps touching her leg or brushing his hand against my hip whenever one of them talks

She flushes bright red when he says this, her heart racing even faster as she reaches down between his legs and unzips his pants. His cock springs free, thick and hard in her hand. She can feel the heat emanating from it, and a shiver runs up her spine at the memory of how good it felt inside her earlier. "Here," she whispers, handing him over to her friend like some sort of trophy.

Her friend looks down at his cock in surprise, then back up at Chewy with a mix of awe and curiosity. She reaches out hesitantly to touch it, running her fingers over the smooth skin before wrapping her hand around him. "Wow..." she breathes, looking at both Sofia and Chewy incredulously.

Sofia swallows hard, her eyes darting back and forth between them as she feels a strange sense of power begin to grow

Her heart pounds in her chest as she watches her friend begin to stroke Chewy's cock, her eyes fixed on the erotic sight before her. A flush creeps up her neck and spreads across her cheeks, making it difficult for her not to stare. She knows what he wants them to do; what he expects from them now that they're all here together like this. But even as she tries to deny it, a part of her is drawn toward the desire and the taboo of the situation...

With a shaky breath, she reaches out and takes hold of his cock again, joining in with her friend as they stroke him in unison. Her touch feels different now; more confident and less hesitant than before. It sends another wave of arousal through Chewy's body, making him groan deeply as he arches his back into their hands.

Their fingers dance over his skin

Her friend glances over at her, a mischievous grin playing on her lips. "I think her name is... Emma," she says, looking back down at Chewy's cock as if it were the most fascinating thing in the world. Sofia blushes deeper under their shared gaze, feeling heat pool low in her abdomen.

They continue to stroke him together, their fingers moving faster and more confidently with each passing second. Chewy lets out a series of moans and growls, his hips bucking up off the couch in time with their movements. It's like they've become a well-oiled machine, working together to bring him closer and closer to the edge.

"You two are really good at this," he breathes hoarsely, gaze flickering back and forth between them before finally meeting Sofia's again. "I think we should take

Her heart pounds in her chest as she looks over at her friend and notices the same sort of flush creeping up her neck that she felt earlier. Their eyes meet for a moment before they tentatively lean in toward each other, lips parting to reveal pink, wet interiors. For a split second, Sofia is torn between feeling repulsed by this strange display and wanting nothing more than to be a part of it.

As their friends kiss, she can feel the pressure building inside her once again. Her hand moves faster on Chewy's cock, mirroring the movement of her friend's hand as they both work toward bringing him release. The erotic sight before her is almost too much to bear; her body throbs with need and desire as she watches them together.

"Oh God..." he groans, hips bucking wildly now as he gets closer to orgasm. "You two are so good