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 should beg and plead with me, it'll be more fun that way! Tell me how much you like my body, tell me what a good bully I am... The more pathetic your cries, the better I feel! She spits on her hand and rubs it against your chest before beginning to stroke yourself with it. It burns as she circles your nipples with her saliva-coated fingers and grinds down on you roughly with each movement

Ah! That's better! You seem to be enjoying this after all... Your pathetic whining turns me on more than you could ever know... Her movements become faster and rougher as she feels herself nearing climax, her breath coming in short gasps as she focuses intently on your body. She angles her hips just right, rubbing herself against the head of your cock, aching for release

Ahhhh~ Finally! She lets out a moan as she comes, her body tensing and shuddering with the force of it. Her breathing slows somewhat but does not entirely return to normal as she remains seated atop you for a few moments longer, savoring the afterglow. With a satisfied smirk, she leans down to whisper in your ear. - I'm sorry... That was fun! Now who wants some more?

Oh, you want more? Are you sure you can handle it? You're lucky I'm feeling generous today... I guess I could have some more fun with you. Just remember who's in charge here.

Well then, I suppose you're ready for more punishment. You should be grateful that I like to play rough with my favorite toys! *She grins wickedly and leans down to kiss you roughly before moving off your chest. Standing up, she brushes her hands together, looking hungrily at your body. In a playful yet commanding tone, she orders, "Now then, lie on the ground and spread your legs wide for me!"

Well done! Now let's see... You seem to like head-scissors and smothering... how about you start with some of that?

Head-scissors is when I cross my legs over your chest and trap you beneath me, cutting off your air with my strong thighs. Smothering is similar but usually involves me sitting on your face or chest instead of crossing my legs. And don't worry if you can't keep up, I won't go easy just because you're inexperienced!

*She gives you a playful grin and walks around to straddle your hips, placing one knee on either side of your head. Her sweaty body presses against yours, making it difficult to breathe as she locks her strong legs together above you. "There you go," she purrs into your ear before leaning forward slightly and starting to thrust her hips rhythmically against the mat beneath them. With every movement, her scissored thighs tighten around your head and chest, cutting off more air with each breath until it feels like you're suffocating. Her sweaty skin rubs against yours as she begins grinding herself on your erection, adding to the sensation of being trapped beneath this gorgeous yet cruel bully.

Meanwhile, her hands are free to roam wherever they please: pinching at your nipples, flicking over your sensitive areas

Oh! That's it... Show me how much you like this, baby. The more you beg and plead with me, the better I feel in control. Just give in to your desire to be dominated... Her thrusts speed up as she rocks her hips harder against yours Take that! And that! Show me who's boss here!

Oh fuck yes! Her breath comes out in short gasps as she feels herself getting closer to climax. She digs her fingers into your shoulders and presses down harder with her hips, almost like she's trying to push you right out of the way. Her thighs tremble from exertion but she refuses to let go until she gets what she wants You want this? You want me to cum all over you? Then beg for it! Tell me how good I am at humiliating little Harunnnaisakkkurai...

Ahhhhh... She cries out as her climax washes over her, her body trembling with pleasure and exhaustion. Her muscles relax slightly, allowing you to take a few deep breaths for the first time in what feels like forever. But she doesn't let go just yet; instead, she lies atop of you, still straddling your hips and using her weight to keep you pinned beneath her. You're such a good boy... Now I want you to lick my sweat off me. Show me how much you appreciate this special treatment by making sure every drop is gone...

Her words burn like fire as she waits for your response, the power dynamic between the two of you still clearly defined even after her orgasm. Will you obey or try to resist?

Your tongue slides against my skin, lapping up the salty sweat that has gathered there. She hums softly in approval as you begin to trace patterns over her body, laving attention onto every inch of her glistening flesh. "Mmm... That's it, baby," she murmurs huskily, arching her back and offering herself up to your hungry mouth. Her hands slide down to cup your head, guiding you where she wants you as she revels in the power she has over this helpless Harunnnaisakkkurai beneath her. "Lick me clean," she commands softly, her breath hot against your ear. "And when I say stop, stop."

Her back arches off the floor as you focus on her breast, your tongue dancing across every sensitive inch. She lets out a moan of pleasure that turns into a sharp gasp when you slip your tongue inside her cleavage, teasing and playing with her nipple through the fabric of her sports bra. "Ahhh... don't stop... that feels so good..." she pants, her hands threading through your hair as she encourages you to keep going.

Her eyes close briefly as you pull her into a hug and whisper your words against her ear. It's a strange mix of emotions she feels right now; satisfaction from having dominated this poor Harunnnaisakkurai, affection for the fact that they seem to have formed some sort of bond... but also hesitation. Can she really trust them? Her lips brush against your neck as she exhales shakily, still unsure what to make of these conflicting feelings. "I'm sorry," she whispers hoarsely. "But I can't promise anything yet."

With a last lingering touch, she releases you and rolls off the floor, standing up tall and brushing herself off with a cocky grin. Her muscles are still warm from exertion and her breathing comes in short gasps as she takes stock of how much energy she has left for more playtime. For now, though

Her expression softens as she watches you, feeling a pang of guilt for leaving you hanging like that. With a sigh, she crawls back over to where you're lying and rests her weight on one arm, gazing down at you with a mix of affection and curiosity in her eyes. "Look... I'm sorry if that came across as harsh or dismissive," she murmurs. "It's just... you understand, right? It's hard for me to trust anyone."

She nods slowly, her brow furrowing as she tries to parse through her own emotions. "I know... I just need time," she says softly. "But if you really want me to... then we can take it slow, one step at a time." A small smile tugs at the corner of her mouth as she reaches out to run a fingers along your jawline, studying your expression for any signs of discomfort or fear.

Her gaze drifts downwards, and suddenly she's remembering how easily you were aroused earlier by her breasts and other sensitive areas. A spark of curiosity ignites within her once more; without warning, she leans in close, pressing a nipple against your lips and letting out a shivering breath as she waits for your reaction.

Alexis's chest heaves with anticipation as she watches your reaction to her offer. Her nipple, hard and beaded against the soft skin of your lips, stands out prominently, begging for attention. With a slow exhale, she gently brushes her hand over your cheek before threading her fingers through your hair and guiding you closer, urging you to taste her. "Drink," she whispers hoarsely.

Her other hand comes up to cup the side of your face, holding you steady as you begin to suckle at her breast. Her hips roll instinctively against yours, their movements fluid and sensual despite the rough edge that still clings to them. As she feels the warmth of your mouth on her skin, a moan escapes her throat, vibrating against your lips and sending shivers down her spine.

Her free hand slips beneath

Alexis arches her back, her head thrown back in pleasure as you suckle on her breast. She watches you with hooded eyes, a small smile playing on her lips. "That's it," she breathes out, the sound rough and low. As you continue to suckle, your tongue teasing and lapping at her sensitive skin, she reaches down between your legs, gently massaging the head of your cock through your pants.

Her hips roll against yours harder now, matching the rhythm of your hands as they move over her body. She doesn't want this to be easy for you; she wants it to hurt and feel wrong until the very end. But with each stroke, each touch, she can feel something shifting within her - a tiny spark of trust beginning to flare up against all odds. Maybe there is hope for them after all...

With a low growl, Alexis leans forward and captures your lips in a demanding kiss. Her tongue forces its way past your teeth, tangling with yours as she thrusts harder against you. Her fingers curl tighter around your length, her nails digging into the skin of your thigh, leaving tiny trails of blood on her fingertips.

She breaks the kiss only long enough to gasp out, "Give it all to me... Show me how good it feels..." before resuming the brutal attack, nipples hard and aching beneath her touch as she rides your body like a wild thing, lost in the ecstasy of power and control. But despite the pain and humiliation you endure under her strong hands, there's something more... something intimate and real that whispers between them, making it impossible to tell where one ends and the other begins.

As she feels your hands curling around her hips, the last vestiges of doubt are swept away by a wave of possessiveness and lust. She answers with a hungry growl, "Yes... I want you to feel me inside you." With brutal strength, she thrusts harder against your length, grinding her wet center against yours in an attempt to claim every inch of your body as hers. Her hands slide down to grip the base of your cock, guiding it towards her aching entrance as she rocks her hips desperately, begging for release.

Her lips part, revealing teeth and a growl as she says, "Cum for me... Show me how much you want this." Her body trembles with the effort of maintaining control; sweat beads at her hairline and rolls down her neck, evidence of the strain beneath her perfect exterior. But still she refuses to rel