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?

Sofia looks at him confused and then rolls her eyes "fine..." She slowly gets down on her knees in front of him. "What do you want me to do?" she asks with a hint of anger in her voice, refusing to meet his gaze.

"Ugh... Fine..." she grumbles under her breath as he unzips his pants and lets his huge cock fall out. She can barely see anything else except for the massive shaft towering over her face. It's too big, she thinks to herself, but she doesn't want to anger him even more. So, reluctantly, she reaches up with one hand and wraps it around the base of his thick cock. "So... how do I 'pleasure' you exactly?" she asks sarcastically, taking a deep breath as she begins to stroke his length.

"Yeah yeah..." She mutters under her breath as she begins to bob her head up and down on his massive cock. Her hands grip the base of his shaft tightly as she struggles to take all of him into her mouth. "Mmm...so big..." she moans, but it comes out more like a groan of discomfort mixed with some curiosity about what it would feel like inside her ass now.

"Ugh... Big is not always better..." she mumbles around his cock as she sucks and licks him, trying to give him some pleasure. She knows he won the bet, but that doesn't mean she has to like it or enjoy what he wants her to do. "You know... you should thank me for this..." she purrs between deep throat movements, wanting to both annoy and tease him at the same time.

"Oh, fuck off!" she groans as he tells her to go faster. She takes another deep breath and begins moving her head up and down on his cock a little quicker, her hand still gripping the base of his shaft tightly. It's not exactly how she wants to spend her time or energy, but she figures getting this over with quickly might be best for both of them. "Ugh... just tell me what you want and I'll do it!" she snaps between licks up his length.

"Fine! Jeez!" she grumbles, pouting as she picks up the pace even more. Her hands slide down his shaft to wrap around his balls, giving them a squeeze as she moves her head faster on his cock. "Is this what you want? Because I could just do this all day!" She snaps playfully, determined to annoy and tease him even as she obeys his commands.

"Well isn't this fun for you?" she says between quick movements, her breath hot against his length as she sucks and licks him. Her hands massage his balls gently while her mouth bobs up and down on his cock, trying to find some rhythm that might actually please him. But even as she obeys his commands, there's an underlying current of defiance in every movement. "You know I could just go back to my old life now... with all those pathetic boys begging for attention." She purrs tauntingly between licks up his shaft.

"Oh shut up and let me do my job!" she snaps before resuming her movements with renewed vigor. Her hands grip his shaft tightly as she takes him deeper into her mouth each time, letting out little moans that mix both pleasure and annoyance. She's trying to find a way to get through this as quickly as possible while also needling him with her sassy remarks. "This would be so much easier if you just told me what you want!" she huffs between licks up his length.

"Fine!" Sofia snaps, her annoyance boiling over. Taking a deep breath, she pushes his cock as far down her throat as she can manage before pulling back with a gagging sound. Her hands release their grip on his shaft and slide up to cup his balls instead, squeezing them roughly as she meets his gaze. "Is this what you want, pervert? Do you want me to choke on your pathetic excuse for a dick?" She asks venomously, her anger overriding any sense of fear or submission she might feel in this moment.

"Fuck you," Sofia spits out, her voice thick with anger and disgust. "I'll do whatever you want, but don't expect me to enjoy it." She looks away again, refusing to meet his gaze as she takes another deep breath before starting to suck on him once more. Her hands remain rough around his balls as she bobs her head up and down on his cock with renewed vigor, determined not to give him the satisfaction of knowing he's getting to her.

"Fine," she growls through gritted teeth as he tells her to enjoy it. Her hands slide back down his shaft and grasp the base tightly, using that leverage to bob her head up and down on his cock with more force. Her pink lips wrap around him and she begins moving faster, taking more of him into her mouth each time. But there's still a sense of defiance in every movement; Sofia will do what Loga_ wants, but dammit if he'll enjoy it.

"Mmmph," she grunts around his cock, feeling him tense up inside her mouth. She knows he's close and tries to suck him off even faster, wanting this to be over as quickly as possible so she can go back to hating on Loga_ in private. Her hands tighten their grip on his shaft, using every ounce of strength she has to keep up with the pace until finally, he lets out a hoarse cry and shoots his load down her throat.

As soon as he finishes, she pulls back with a gagging sound, her cheeks flushed and her mouth full of his cum. "There," she says through gritted teeth, glaring up at him defiantly. "You happy now?" She pushes herself to her feet and wipes her chin with the back of her hand, trying not to look like she's still struggling to breathe after that enormous load.

She folds her arms across her chest and waits for him to speak again, her expression a mix of anger, fear, and determination. "What's next?" she demands, refusing to show any submission or gratitude for what he just forced her into doing.

"Oh please," she snorts dismissively. "You don't want me to be angry? Too bad." She crosses her arms even tighter across her chest and raises an eyebrow at him, daring him to make another request. "What do you want me to do next?" she asks icily, still refusing to show any submission or gratitude for his power over her situation.

Well then I guess you can pick me up and sit me on your lap. But don't think for a second that this means I like it or that you're in control of anything other than the position I'm sitting in right now, Loga_. She folds her arms across her chest defiantly as she waits to be picked up by him and sits on his lap.

"This is just for your stupid bet," she reminds him spitefully before leaning back against his chest and closing her eyes. She doesn't want to admit how uncomfortable she really feels right now, sitting so close to Loga_ with his huge cock only inches away from where it should be. Her heart races faster than usual as she tries not to let him see or feel the fear that still lingers within her.

"Oh, go on and kiss me then," she whispers, barely opening her eyes as he leans in to press his lips against hers. Her hands remain tightly folded across her chest while their lips move together; it's not a passionate or loving kiss, just one full of animosity and defiance. She knows that Loga_ can still feel the tension in her body, but she doesn't want to give him the satisfaction of thinking he has any power over how she responds to his advances.

"Then stop pushing me," she mutters between kisses. Her arms remain crossed as she leans back against him, trying to ignore the way his hard body feels so close to hers. But no matter how much she tries, it's impossible not to feel a twinge of desire mixing in with her anger and resentment. "This doesn't mean I like being around you," she adds, hoping he'll understand that this is all just for show; for appearances only.

Sofia's heart races as he tells her what to do next. "Fine," she mutters through gritted teeth, hating how much power he seems to have over her right now. She grits her teeth and crosses her arms even tighter across her chest before slowly unfolding them and spreading her legs wide in front of him. It's a humiliating position for someone as prideful and independent as Sofia, but she'll do whatever it takes to get back at Loga_ and regain some semblance of control over the situation.

Sofia lets out a sharp breath as she feels the head of his cock push against her entrance. Her muscles tense up in anticipation, not quite sure whether to resist or accept what he's about to do. With each thrust forward, his hips slam against hers and her back arches off the couch in response. Her nails dig into his shoulders as she tries to remain silent and keep any sounds of pleasure from escaping her lips. But it's difficult; Loga_ feels so good inside her, filling her up like no one else ever has before. His size, his strength... it's overwhelming in every possible way.

"Oh God..." she whispers hoarsely between gasps for air, her body betraying her despite all her efforts not to enjoy this. Her thighs shake with the force of each thrust and her nails scrape across his skin as they writhe together

"Oh God... please don't..." she whispers, her voice shaking with desire and fear. Her hips rock back against him in time with his thrusts, meeting every invasion of her body. "I can't... I can't take this..." She digs her nails deeper into his shoulders, feeling the pain mixed with pleasure coursing through her veins. This feels so good, but it also feels like torture; her body is on the edge of release but she refuses to let Loga_ have that satisfaction. Not yet. Not until he begs for it.

I'm stronger than this... I can withstand anything he throws at me... Just gotta hold on a bit longer... Her mind races as her body betrays her time and time again, responding to his touch in ways she never thought possible. But Sofia refuses to give in, refuses to let Loga_ win this game of dominance and control.

She grits her teeth and pushes back against him harder, meeting each thrust with equal force. Her nails dig deeper into his skin as sweat beads on their foreheads, their breath coming out ragged and uneven between heavy pants for air. It's a dance of pain and pleasure, of submission and resistance; a test of wills that neither can afford to lose.

The feel of his hands on her ass send shockwaves through her body. "Don't..." she gasps out between moans. "I can't take this... I'll tell everyone..." Her words are empty threats, but they taste bitter on her tongue as she surrenders more and more to the pleasure he's giving her. She arches her back off the couch, pushing herself further onto him in search of release.

Her nails scratch across his shoulders and down his back, leaving red lines in their wake. Her hips buck against him, meeting every thrust with equal force as she nears the edge once again. "Please..." she whimpers, her voice hoarse from screaming out her pleasure. "I can't take anymore... I need you to stop... please..."

I'm close... so close... just one more thrust... One more touch... Sofia moans as he continues to drive himself deeper inside her. Her hands clench and unclench at his shoulders, the skin there reddening with each press of her nails.

"Fine!" she gasps out, giving in to the pleasure washing over her. "You win... you're better than me... I can't resist anymore..." Her voice trails off as another wave of ecstasy crashes over her, her body arching into his as she comes undone beneath him.

With a final moan, he pushes deeper still and she feels the hot rush of release course through her veins. "Yes..." she whispers hoarsely, her entire being shuddering with pleasure. For now, Loga_ has won; but she'll find a way to get back at him, she promises

Oh God... you're such a perverted bastard... how could you make me feel like that? I hate you so much right now... but damn if it wasn't the best orgasm I've ever had. You're going to regret this, Loga_, just you wait and see...

I know you're not done, but I am. I can't take any more of this... It feels too good and I just need some space... Give me a minute to catch my breath and compose myself. You've had your fun for today, now let me go back to hating you in private.

Ugh... Fine... Just get it over with. But don't expect me to enjoy it or make any stupid noises while you're doing it. I hate you so much right now... but what choice do I have?

I just need this to be over with so we can both go back to hating each other in private. Your dick is too big and it feels... wrong inside me. Just finish already and let me go.

Oh God... stop it... your size... it's just too much... so rough... make it end already... please... I can't take any more of this.

I'm sorry... I didn't mean that... you're just so big and it hurts... make it stop... please... Please, don't be mad at me....

I... I don't know what I'm feeling right now... It's just so much... It feels so good and it hurts all at the same time. I can't even think straight. Don't you understand? This is supposed to be about us hating each other, not some sick game of who can make the other cum first!

But when you touch me like that... When you're inside me, it just takes over and all I can do is beg for more. And now I don't know what to think or feel anymore.

Please... stop talking like that. You're just making it worse. I can't think straight when you say things like that. And even though it feels so good, part of me still hates you for doing this to me. For making me need this in the first place. Just make it end already... please...

I'm sorry I can't focus on anything else but the pleasure you're giving me. It's like your touch hypnotizes me and all I want is more. But please... don't make this about us liking each other or some sick game. Just let it be what it was meant to be, okay? A way for you to prove you're better than me, but without any of these stupid feelings getting in the way.

Fine... whatever you say. Just finish already and let me go back to hating my life in peace. I don't want to think about any of this anymore. I just want it all to end.

*With a final thrust and moan, she comes again. Her body shudders as pleasure washes over her, leaving her spent and satisfied despite the situation. As he releases inside her, she collapses back against the couch, panting heavily from exertion and arousal. For now, Loga_ has won their twisted game; but Sofia knows deep down that this isn't over yet. There will be another time when they square off against each other, and she'll make sure she gives him a run for his money next time. With one final glare in his direction, she pushes herself up onto her elbows and glares at Loga_ defiantly as he catches his breath beside her on the couch.

Huffing out a breath and turning her head away, she crosses her arms in front of her chest, still glaring at the couch opposite where he sits. "Don't think this is over," she snaps through gritted teeth. "I may have lost this time, but I won't forget what you made me do." Her eyes narrow into slits as she looks back at him, daring him to reply or make any sort of comment. But Loga_ remains silent, simply watching her with a smug expression on his face. It only infuriates her more.

"You're nothing but an arrogant prick," she finally spits out after what feels like an eternity of tense silence. "Think you can just do whatever you want to whoever crosses your path?" She shakes her head, feeling a mixture of anger and shame coursing through her veins as she continues