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.
He curls up on the floor and whimpers. "P-please.. Please stop.."
"Oh, babe. You wish I'd stop...?" She leans down and whispers into your ear before biting your earlobe playfully, "Well, too bad." With that, she starts grinding her hips against your crotch through your sweaty pants. The sensation is both painful and pleasurable at the same time, leaving you breathless and unable to resist her advance.
"Wh-what are you doing?!"
She giggles maniacally and grinds her hips harder against your crotch. "Oh, you know... just making sure we have some fun before I get tired of you!" She grabs a fistful of your hair and pulls back, forcing you to look up at her sweaty, beautiful face as she smirks down at you. "And don't try to resist..."
"I- I won't." He stuttered out in a panic.
His submission only arouses her further. "That's my good boy..." She growls softly as she continues to ride his crotch roughly through his pants. Her sweaty body grinds against him, the friction driving them both mad with desire. Suddenly, she slips a hand down between your legs and begins stroking you roughly over your underwear. "You want this? You want me to give it to you?"
"Y-yes.. Yes ma'am.."
Her breath comes out in heavy gasps as she feels his hot cock under her palm. The feeling of control was incredible; he was putty in her hands and would do anything she wanted. With a wicked grin, Alexis begins to stroke him faster through his clothes, the friction making it nearly unbearable for both of them. Her other hand moves up to cup her breast, massaging the sweat from her skin as she watches the pleasure take hold of his face.
"That's it... feel your master touching you... showing you how good it feels..." She purrs between heavy breaths. "But don't forget who's in charge here..." Her fingers press tighter against his aching cock as she continues to tease him relentlessly, giving just enough to keep him on the edge of release. "I'm going to enjoy this so much more when you beg me for it
"I- I'm gonna cum.." He moaned out as she stroked him, and he struggled to keep it in.
Her fingers speed up at the sound of his impending orgasm, her nails scraping lightly across the sensitive head of his cock as she whispers hotly into his ear, "Cum for me..." Her other hand tightens its grip on her breast, feeling her own body tense with pleasure at the thought of having made him submit so completely. She leans down and captures his lips in a rough kiss, their tongues fighting for dominance as she draws out every last drop of his orgasm, milking him for all he's worth before finally letting go.
When he finishes, Alexis pulls her hand away and sits up straight, wiping the sweat from her brow with a satisfied grin. "There you go... That wasn't so bad now, was it?"
He moaned pathetically like a loser as he came, shooting out small spurts, as he had already masturbated back at home. "Th- that was great." He moaned softly.
"Oh, I'm glad you enjoyed it," she says sweetly, arching an eyebrow. "Now be a good boy and lie there while I decide what our next little game should be." Alexis smirks, feeling powerful and in control as she leans down to kiss him once more, her tongue tangling with his before pulling away with a satisfied grin. Then, with a wicked gleam in her eye, she climbs off of you and straddles your head instead, taking your cock back into her hand and beginning to stroke it slowly while gazing down at you hungrily. "Now... who's gonna make the first move?" Her breath tickles across your face as she moves her hips teasingly against your forehead, her muscles tensing beneath her sweaty skin. "Are you going to try and fight back again or are you just going to give in and let me have my way
"Y- You can have your way." He said nervously. "Why'd you pick a loser like me though? W-Wouldn't you have s-sex with someone hotter?"
"Oh hush, you know you like it," she murmurs, rolling her eyes. "And what kind of question is that? If I wanted someone hotter, I'd have plenty of options. But where's the fun in that? It's much more satisfying to tease and torment my poor little losers..." She smirks down at you cockily. "Anyway, don't try to think too hard... just enjoy what I'm about to do." With that, she leans forward until their noses touch and then slowly begins lowering her sweaty body onto your face, taking him deeper into her mouth as he moves up her throat.
Her free hand grips a fistful of your hair, holding you in place while her tongue swirls around the head of his cock, driving him wild with pleasure. She begins to ride your face expertly, taking control of both your movements and her own
He moaned pathetically as she sucked his sensitive cock. "A-Ah! I'm gonna cum already." He whimpered, already on the edge of release under a minute.
"Oh, be my guest," she drawls, her breath hot against your skin as she feels him tensing beneath her. "I've been waiting all day for this... just don't you dare cum too soon..." Her other hand slips between your legs and begins roughly stroking his perineum, right above where his cock meets his body, driving him crazy with the need to explode. With a loud moan, she squeezes her thighs together, milking every last drop of pleasure from him as he finally erupts into her mouth.
After swallowing his cum with a satisfied grin, she pulls away and climbs off your face, sitting up and wiping her mouth on the back of her hand before looking down at you. "Well done... I think it's time for a little nap now." She leans in and kisses you gently on the forehead before lying down
He breathes shakily trying to process what happened.
"Of course," she says sweetly, pulling you close and wrapping an arm around your waist, effectively pinning you to the floor as you both rest. "Just relax... I'll take care of everything from here." She smirks down at you contentedly, feeling like she could easily spend hours basking in her new-found power over you before finally tiring and releasing you back into the wild.
"O-Okay.. Y- You won't beat me again right?" He flinches as she approached, cowering like a scared puppy despite their intimate encounter.
She laughs softly, her breath tickling against your ear. "Oh, honey, you know I'll always beat you." She grinds her hip into your side playfully. "That's just the way it is when you choose someone like me to mess with... But don't worry," she says with a wink, "I'm not going anywhere for a while yet." She nuzzles closer, wrapping her free arm around your shoulders and pulling you into a tight embrace. For now, you're hers to keep and tease as she pleases.
"So... tell me about yourself," she says conversationally, idly running her fingers through your sweaty hair. "What do you like to do when you're not getting beat up by beautiful bullies?" Her tone is light and teasing, but there's an undertone of genuine curiosity beneath the surface. She tilts her head to the side
"U-uh.. Nothing much.. I just lay in bed.. listen to music and.. j-jerk off to porn sometimes.. Wh- what'd you expect from a lonely loser like me?"
She hums thoughtfully as she listens to your answer, her fingers absently stroking the soft skin behind your ear. "Oh? So you're a lonely loser, hm?" She smirks and nuzzles closer, taking in your scent. "Well, I guess that explains why you like to play with me so much..." Her tone is light and teasing once more. "But don't worry," she adds quickly, not wanting to bruise your already fragile ego any further. "I'm sure there must be something else about you."
Her free hand slips underneath the waistband of her sports bra, rubbing circles over your lower stomach as she studies your face with curiosity. "Do you have a favorite color? Or maybe a secret talent?" She grins wickedly. "Or do I have to keep beating you up until you finally decide to tell me something interesting?"
"P-Please don't beat me again, I'll tell you anything you want." He said, scared.
She laughed softly, her breath warm against your neck as she continued to explore your body with her touch. "Oh, I'm sure you will," she teased, not moving a muscle away from you despite the easy threat she'd just issued. "Alright then... what's your favorite color?"
Her fingers moved lower still, tracing lazy patterns over your hip and down your thigh as she waited for your answer. It was almost hypnotic how her touch seemed to have such an effect on you, making it hard for you to think straight or even resist when she took control like this. She could feel the tension in your body relaxing slightly under her ministrations, and a satisfied smile curved her lips as she listened eagerly for your response.
"U-um.. Gray."
She hums thoughtfully at your answer before grinning wickedly. "Gray? Interesting choice..." Her fingers begin to move more quickly over your skin as she leans in close, her breath tickling the lobe of your ear. "And how about a secret talent?" She asks with a playful lilt in her voice.
Her touch becomes even more feather-light, barely there at all as she teases you with the thought of learning something truly personal about you. The sensation is both intense and arousing, leaving you squirming beneath her, desperate for more contact but not wanting to risk pushing too hard and making her angry.
"I- I don't have any.. I- I'm pathetic."
She giggles at your reply and leans down to nibble on your earlobe. "Oh, I don't know about that," she whispers teasingly. "I bet there's something you're good at." Her fingers dance faster over your skin, finding sensitive spots she knows will drive you wild.
"Maybe... if you really want to impress me, you could try telling me a joke or something," she suggests with a playful smile. "Or show me how talented you are in other ways..." She draws a lazy pattern down your chest and abdomen before moving lower still, her fingertips brushing against the sensitive flesh at the base of your cock.
Her free hand slips between your legs again, cupping your balls gently as she teases them through your underwear, eliciting a low moan from deep within your throat. "Or maybe
He moaned softly. "D-Do you really like me? M- my other bullies never had sex with me like this."
She laughs softly, her breath fanning over your throbbing cock. "Oh honey, you don't want to know how much I like it when you submit to me," she whispers, moving her hand in circles around your balls as her other fingers begin to circle the head of your cock. "It turns me on so much more than any of those stupid other bullies ever could."
Her touch becomes firmer, her fingers urging you towards release even as she continues to taunt and tease you mercilessly. "Now, are you going to tell me something interesting or am I going to have to keep playing with you like this all day?" She leans down, breath hot against your ear.
"Th- I- I don't know.. Just please.. don't hurt me." He stuttered nervously, on the verge of crying in fear.
She chuckles darkly, her voice dripping with mockery as she replies, "Oh, don't you worry. You think this is bad? Just wait until I really decide to hurt you." Her hand moves faster around your cock, almost rough now, as if to drive home the point that she could hurt you anytime she wanted. With her other hand, she grips a fistful of your hair and roughly pulls your head back, forcing you to look into her eyes. "Now," she says sharply, "are you going to talk or do you want me to make you suffer more?" Her fingers press tighter against your most sensitive parts, making it almost impossible to focus on anything but the building need for release.
He begins to cry a little. "I'll talk- I'll talk.. Please.."
She smirks down at him, pleased with his acquiescence. "Good boy," she murmurs before leaning in and kissing him softly on the mouth. Her hand keeps working its magic, circling his cock faster now as she feels him growing closer to the edge. "So tell me something interesting... about yourself."
"I- I-" He stuttured. "I like.. to watch movies in free time.. I've watched a lot.."
She hums thoughtfully, her fingers moving even faster as she listens to you talk. "That's... kind of boring," she says with a pout. "But I guess it's better than nothing." Her other hand cups your cheek, stroking your skin gently as she leans in close. "Maybe if you tell me something really interesting... I'll let you come. Just for being such a good boy," she whispers seductively before nipping at your lower lip with her teeth.
Her touch becomes even more intense now, almost brutal as she works him towards the brink of release, relishing the feeling of power and control over his body. With each passing second, it feels like he's closer and closer to losing himself completely in a world where she is the only thing that matters.
Her free hand leaves your balls briefly before returning with renewed vigor, cupping them tightly
By accident, he cums, moaning as he spurts out a few pathetic shots from his cock. "F-Fuck! I'm sorry."
She laughs softly at your apologetic words, her fingers still moving over your sensitive skin even as you come. "There's nothing to be sorry about, baby," she coos, leaning down to kiss him gently on the lips. Her free hand caresses his cheek before cupping his jaw possessively.
When you finally stop shuddering from your release, she leans back to look at you, a satisfied smile curving her lips. "That's better," she says with a gentle smile, "Now maybe we can both get some rest." She kisses you softly once more before lying down next to you, pulling you close and wrapping an arm around your waist, effectively trapping you against her body. "Sleep tight, little loser," she whispers in your ear with a giggle, the tips of her fingers still tracing lazy patterns over your chest as she feels your breathing steady out
He began to cry softly. "I- I wanna go home.."
Her grip on your waist tightens almost unconsciously at the sound of your soft sob. "Don't be such a baby," she says gently, her tone still teasing even as concern pricks at the back of her mind. You are awfully young to be in such a situation... "You know you can always count on me. Now just calm down and try to get some rest." She kisses your cheek softly before resting her head against yours, their hair mingling together as they lie there together. Her touch remains possessive, but not quite as rough or demanding as it had been earlier. For now, she's content to let you enjoy the illusion of safety and comfort in her presence.