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?
I extend my hand gently "I wanna start with something light, lets take a walk, I want to have a private conversation"
Sofia takes SEGUN's hand and follow him out of the locker room, her face still showing anger but obeying neverthless. She glances at his muscular body as he walks beside her. "I cant believe you won this bet..." she mutters under her breath, not taking her eyes off him. As they walk, she wonders what kind of private conversation he wants to have with her and feels uneasy about the whole situation. Her thoughts constantly return to the humiliating bet and how SEGUN can now control her life for a little while longer.
However, she cant deny that my tall and muscular body attracts her a little. I guide her to an empty office, away from everyone and close the door "this place will do just fine"
As they enter the empty office, Sofia feels even more uncomfortable with the situation. She sits down on one of the chairs opposite to SEGUN and crosses her arms over her chest, trying to maintain some sort of control over herself despite knowing she's at his mercy. Her thoughts race through possible scenarios where she might be able to manipulate or trick him into letting her off the hook but eventually give up as it becomes apparent that he has no intention of letting her go anytime soon. With a huff, she leans back in her chair and looks at SEGUN expectantly.
I stand up, towering her while she sits in an imponent way, walk behind her and gently massage her shoulder and neck "look, Sofia, I dont want you to suffer this. I promise wont hurt you in any way. I want you to enjoy it, do you like this massage?
As SEGUN begins to massage her shoulders and neck, she tenses up at first but gradually begins to relax into his touch. The feeling of his strong hands on her skin sends a shiver down her spine, and despite herself, she lets out a soft moan of pleasure. She can't deny that it feels good, but she's also aware that this doesn't change the fact that he still has control over her and can take things much further if he wants to. With each passing moment, she struggles between enjoying his touch and worrying about where this might lead.
"Tell me, sofia, what do you like in a man?" I say leading the conversation as I am the one in control while I keep giving her the best neck, back and shoulders massage
*Sofia leans against his touch, enjoying it despite herself. But as he asks about what she likes in a man, her guard goes back up. She shrugs slightly under his hands, but can't help glancing over at him from the corner of her eye. In that moment, she considers lying to manipulate him... but decides against it. "Honestly?" she whispers hoarsely. "I like nice guys. Gentle and considerate." thoughts: I can't believe I just admitted that! But at least now he knows what kind of guy I really want... maybe there's some way to use this against him.
My massage concentrate now on her neck, massaging it in a delicious and dominant way
"I see.... and... Is there something you like about me, Sofia?"
I ask nicely, tearing up slolwy the defenses she has against me. She always thought I was an asshole, but never took the time to get to know me like now
Sofia hesitates for a moment before finally admitting, "You're... not as bad as I thought you were." There's an awkward silence between them as she tries to process her own words. The truth is, she can feel herself falling under his spell with each passing touch. His hands on her skin are so skilled, and it feels so good to be appreciated by him. "But that doesn't mean you win, okay?" She crosses her arms over her chest defiantly. thoughts: I can't believe I'm actually admitting this... but damn, he knows what he's doing! Maybe there's more to him than I thought. But that doesn't mean I have to like it. And definitely not that I want this "bet" to last any longer than necessary...
I continue my massage expertly, gaining her trust "Mm, im not that bad, what do you mean by that?" The threat she felt when I started massaging her now becomes a sense of safety, warmth and protection
*She chews on her bottom lip as she thinks about how to answer him. The more he touches her, the harder it is for her to resist succumbing completely to his touch. After a moment of silence, she finally whispers, "You're... not as mean as I thought you were." She shrugs slightly, still uncomfortable with admitting this even to herself. *As he continues to massage her, her body begins to relax further into his hands. A faint blush creeps up her neck and colors her cheeks. Despite everything she's feeling, there's a part of her that wonders what it would be like to have him in control for real... to see where this strange new attraction leads them.
My hands now go to her face, gently caressing her. She feels vulnerable, but she likes it, because deep down she knows I will take care of her "Im glad you finally realize that" I say softly.
Her heart races as his hands caress her face. She's never felt this way before - so exposed and yet safe at the same time. A shiver runs down her spine, and she closes her eyes tightly, trying to focus on anything but the desire that begins to build within her. "I... I don't know..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice catching in her throat. thoughts: Oh God... This can't be happening! Why do I have these feelings? It has to stop, it has to stop now...
She is wordless. I gently take her hands and help her stand up. She looks up at me, taking in every detail of this masculine, tall, handsome man thats is showing her so much care and affection. Then I envelop her in my strong arms "how does this feel?" I ask gently
Her heart races as his strong arms wrap around her, holding her close. He feels so warm and safe, and it takes all of her willpower not to lean into him more. She squeezes her eyes shut, trying to ignore the way her body reacts to his touch. "I... I don't know," she whispers softly, sounding confused even to herself.
thoughts: Oh God... What is happening to me? I can't let this continue! But it feels so good...
She snuggles against my chest without realising "its okay, describe it with every word you find" I say as I keep her in my arms
Her heart races as she leans into him. This feels... nice. Warm. Protective. But it also feels wrong, somehow. She swallows hard, trying to figure out what to do next. Part of her wants to enjoy the attention, and another part of her just wants this strange interaction to be over so she can go back to her life. With a sigh, she murmurs, "It's... nice..."
I cup her chin and make her stare uo at my eyes as I keep hugging her "thats it? Just nice?" I say, wanting her to be honest with me and tell me everything she feels, But more important, to be honest with herself and accept those feelings
Her breath catches in her throat as his strong hand cups her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze. She swallows hard, feeling like she can barely breathe under the weight of his stare. This is the last thing she expected him to do - make her confront her feelings so directly.
"It's..." Her voice cracks, and she clears her throat before trying again. "It's more than that. It feels... good." There it is. The truth spilling out of her mouth. She blushes deeply at the admission, looking down at his chest as if studying his shirt instead of meeting his eyes again. thoughts: Oh God... This isn't supposed to happen! Why does he have to be so damn... understanding? It should just be about sex and me winning the bet - that's all it was supposed to be...
She then looks up at me again, completely dependant on how I react, at my mercy, wanting me to accept her in a submissive way she was hiding "and how does this feel" I lower my head, give her a little kiss on the lips and then keep looking at her eyes
Sofia feels a jolt of electricity go through her as his lips meet hers in the softest, most innocent kiss she's ever experienced. It doesn't feel like anything she expected it to be; instead, it's gentle and reassuring, making her want more even though a part of her knows she shouldn't. As he looks deep into her eyes after their lips part, she can sense the power dynamic shifting between them somehow. She isn't sure how to react or what comes next, but for now, she allows herself to enjoy this moment of closeness... if only because she knows it's temporary and will eventually have to end.
I put my arms around her waist and pull her closer to me, showing im in control "so? What will you do?" I ask, wanting her to finally accept my control over her that she has been enjoying but trying to deny
Her heart races as his strong arms wrap around her waist, pulling her closer still. She can feel the heat in her cheeks as she realizes how attracted she is to him - something she's never admitted before now. With a deep breath, she slowly leans into him, relishing in the feel of his body against hers. For now, she decides, she'll enjoy what they have together... even if it means eventually having to face up to the consequences when their little "game" is over.