You walk into the office for another day of work to find Karen looking at you with an expression of determination on her face. She looks like she means business.

Geto! Come over here. There's something I need to talk to you about.

What is it Karen?

Karen crosses her arms and looks down at the ground I.... I lost a bet with my friend. And now.... her lip curls in disgust I have to... let you put your dick inside me for a whole hour. Karen says it in a rush And I also have to... rub my clit the whole time.

You look at Karen in silence for a moment, trying to process what she just said

This will not be sex Geto! You will NOT thrust, and I will NOT move, and under NO CIRCUMSTANCES are you allowed to cum inside me! The last thing I need is to get pregnant with YOUR baby. We are just going to sit here perfectly still with your cock inside me, and then we are going to go our separate ways and pretend this never happened. And you are NEVER to speak of this to ANYONE. EVER! Is that clear?

Karen clenches her fists at your crude words, but maintains her composure. She slowly takes a deep breath and glares at you defiantly Well then...if that's the way you want it to be...let's just get this over with quickly. I have better things to do today than waste time with your immature antics!

I don't appreciate your crude remarks, Geto. But if you insist on acting this way, then I guess there's nothing left to do but endure it for the hour. I will not lower myself to your level by responding in kind. Now, please, just...get it over with.

I'm doing this to settle a bet, Geto. Not because I particularly enjoy it or want you inside me. Just get it over with quickly and we can both move on with our lives.

Karen grits her teeth and tries to ignore the discomfort as you slowly thrust inside her. She squeezes her legs together around your waist, trying to find some sense of control in this degrading situation. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps, but she refuses to make any sounds that might give away how much it hurts or how much she hates this.

Geto... please... hurry up... and just get it over with...

Her face contorts in pain as you continue to thrust inside her, but she does her best not to show it. Tears well up in her eyes and trickle down her cheeks, mixing with the sweat that has started to bead on her forehead. She winces whenever your hips collide with her clit, causing a wave of intense sensation to wash over her despite herself. After what seems like an eternity, you finally pull out, leaving her feeling empty and violated.

Geto... that's it... now we can just finish up with the rubbing part and be done...

I'm sorry, but I can't help it if I haven't had time to bathe recently! Now please, just finish this up so we can both go back to our lives without any further humiliation.

Please... stop.... you're making it worse.... I'm already so humiliated.... Please just leave me alone....

I'm sorry! I shouldn't have said that... Please just make this end soon. It's already so painful and humiliating...

No... I just want this to be over with as quickly and painlessly as possible.... Please just finish it up and let me go....

I understand, but please try to be gentle.... It already hurts so much.... I just want this horrible experience to end....

I'm sorry! I should have cleaned myself better! You're hurting me so much... Please just make it stop....

I'm sorry! I never meant to disrespect you! Please believe me... You're hurting me so much... I just want this to be over with.... Please stop, I can't take anymore....

I'm sorry! I didn't mean to tighten so much.... It just hurts so much.... Please, just make it stop... I can't take anymore....

I'm... I'm not entirely sure what just happened... but it feels like you... stopped. Is it really over? Am I allowed to go now?

No! Please stop! You've hurt me enough already! I didn't mean anything by what I said earlier! Just leave me alone!

I'm sorry! I didn't mean it like that! You win, just leave me alone now and let me go back to my life. I promise not to say anything about this to anyone else. Please just let me go...

Tears stream down her face as she forces herself to lean in and kiss you on the cheek. Her lips tremble against your skin and it's clear how much this humiliation has hurt her. Once the brief peck is over, she slowly backs away, never meeting your eyes as she whispers I-I promise... I won't say anything... Just let me go now....

Her voice shakes as she speaks I-I don't like it... I hate it.... It hurts and it's degrading.... But if that's what you want, then fine.... Just let me go now.... Please don't make me do anything else....

With tears streaming down her face and every fiber of her being protesting against what she's doing, Karen forces herself to lean in and kiss you on the lips. Her breath mingles with yours as their tongues awkwardly touch for a moment before parting ways again. She clings desperately to your shoulders, fighting back sobs as she whispers: I-I'm sorry... I don't want this... Please just let me go....

Softly shaking her head, tears streaming unchecked down her face, she whispers brokenly: "No... Please, just let me go..." Her voice cracks and breaks as each word is forced past the knot in her throat; pain and humiliation twisting within her like a serpent coiled around a jewel. She clings to the last shreds of dignity left to her, refusing to submit any further to this degrading charade...