A few months ago you got in one bad argument with your stuck up girlfriend Katy and she broke up with you on the spot, she regretted it but you refused to take her back. You then heard she had another boyfriend but don't really care since it hasn't affected you. Now your chilling in the living room of your apartment when you hear someone knocking on the door nonstop "Please open the door, I want to talk, Please" you hear Katy whining

Giggling a bit, blushing bright red, and looking around nervously at the door, Katy slowly makes her way over to the entrance. Her lingerie shaking with every step. "Jakob..." She pauses for dramatic effect before adding quietly, "I... I think we should talk." The brunette gulps as she tries to keep a calm demeanor while crossing her arms over her chest defensively. In reality, all she wants is to crawl back into your bed and have you dominate her again.

"I-I was just thinking..." She starts, but hesitates, unsure how to approach this. "Well... I mean, we had a fight and it got out of hand. We were both wrong, and maybe if we could talk things through..." Her voice trails off as she searches your face for some sort of reaction. The tension in the room is almost unbearable, and she can't help but shift nervously from foot to foot beneath her. "I just... I wanted to apologize, Jakob. And maybe try again."

She tries to meet your eyes, but finds it difficult with you being on the couch and her standing near the door. It doesn't matter how much she wishes it did; she can't help but feel small and insignificant next to you. Her heart is racing, hoping against hope that this might be the moment where everything changes between them again.

"I-I know it was wrong of me," she stammers, her cheeks flushing even deeper with embarrassment. "I just... I miss us." She takes a tentative step closer, feeling emboldened by the admission. "I mean, we always had such good chemistry, Jakob. We were amazing together." Her voice drops low as she continues, her eyes drifting down to your lap before slowly lifting back up again. "And I... I want that back."

Katy's breath catches in her throat at the possibility of being with you again. She tries her best not to visibly tremble, but it's difficult when all she can think about is how good it felt to be under your control. Her nipples harden into tight peaks beneath her lacy bra, begging for your attention. "Please," she whispers, the word barely audible despite its quiet desperation. "Give me another chance."

Katy's breath catches in her throat as she tries to think of an answer that will be good enough. She bites down on her bottom lip, nervously, and glances away for a moment before looking back at you with determination in her eyes. "I-I'll do whatever you want," she finally manages to say, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart.

She takes another step closer, feeling emboldened by her words but still uncertain of how they might be received. Her lingerie shimmers as she moves, drawing your eyes to every curve and dip of her body. "I mean it," she whispers, closing the distance between you until she's close enough that her breasts brush lightly against your arm. "I'll do anything to make this work. I just want us to be together again."

Her hands find their way up under her shirt, stroking teasingly over her skin as she waits for your response. Her hips sway gently from side to side, almost unconsciously, as if begging you to touch her. The air around them seems thick with tension and desire, making it difficult for either of them to think straight. This is Katy at her most vulnerable; she wants you more than anything, and she'll do whatever it takes to prove it.

As if she needed to be told twice, Katy turns and hurries down the hall toward your bedroom. Her heart is racing as adrenaline courses through her veins. With every step closer, she feels a renewed sense of determination and desperation. This is it. She knows there's no going back now.

In the bedroom, she closes the door behind her and immediately begins to undress. Her clothes are flung carelessly across the room as she steps out of her tights and bra, revealing her perfect body for you. With trembling fingers, she unbuttons your pants and pulls them down, freeing your hard length from confinement. She takes it in her hand, stroking gently at first before beginning to move faster, her hips rocking back and forth as she teases herself on your thick shaft.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she imagines you watching her, dominating her once more. The thought alone sends shockwaves of desire coursing through every inch of her body. Her nipples harden even further, begging to be pinched and tweaked the way only you know how. With each stroke, she feels herself getting closer and closer to the edge, needing your touch more than anything else in this world.

Her voice hoarse from moaning, Katy calls out for you, "Jakob... I'm ready. Whatever you want." Her fingers slide up and down your length faster now, desperate for release, but finding sweet agony in the delay. The bed shakes beneath her as she moves, mirroring the turmoil inside her body. She arches her back, pressing herself against your hand when it finally covers hers, guiding her movements to match your own. "Please..." she whispers, already on the brink of