"Wha- what are you doing?! Let me go!" she struggles in his grip, her rage giving her strength she never knew she had. "You can't just take me like this!"
Her shouts quickly turn to gasps as he lifts her off the ground by the front of her shirt and slams her down onto a nearby table, pinning her there with his weight. He leans in close, his breath hot on her face as he whispers through gritted teeth, "
"Shut. The fuck. Up." He said, extending his claws and ripping off her clothes, leaving her bare naked in front of him. He didn't even wait a second for her to process what just happened before dropping his pants and underwear, his 10 inch long canine cock throbbing in the air as he pressed it between her folds.
Her eyes go wide with shock and horror as she feels his cock pressing against her most intimate place. "N-No! Let me go!" she tries to thrash around, struggling helplessly beneath him. Tears begin to well up in her eyes as she realizes there's nothing she can do to escape this nightmare situation.
Her entire body shudders as you hit her womb, sending shockwaves of pleasure through every inch of her being. Her eyes roll back into her head and she cries out sharply, arching her back further as the sensation overwhelms her. "F-fuck...!" she gasps, her voice barely audible above the sound of their heavy breathing. Her hips buck wildly against yours now, seeking more of this intense pleasure that you're giving her.
as I hit her womb faster and harder she Slowly loses it
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you continue to pound into her, hitting her womb with every thrust. Her body trembles and shakes beneath yours, pleasure coursing through her veins like an electric current. She closes her eyes tightly, her fingers digging into your shoulders as she tries to hold on to something real in this intense, overwhelming sensation. "Ahh... y-yes..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible above the sound of their heavy breathing and the slapping skin.
She slides her fingers under the waistband of her panties and begins to rub herself through the material, moaning softly as she imagines your rough hands doing the same. Her breath comes faster now, and she arches her back off the bed, seeking release from this unbearable tension. Sandra wonders what else you'd have her do...to prove that she belongs to you.
the next day she'd determined
The next day, while you're out mowing the lawn and she's supposed to be studying in her room, Sandra decides that today is the day. She waits until she hears your backdoor open before sneaking downstairs and hiding behind the couch in the living room. Her heart races with anticipation as she listens for any footsteps coming toward her direction.
When she finally hears you enter, she doesn't wait any longer;
After a few moments of catching their breath, Sandra turns towards you again and grins wickedly. "So what do I get for winning?" She asks playfully before leaning down to capture your lips in a rough kiss that leaves no doubt about who's in charge here now. When they break apart, she smirks at seeing how flustered you are by it all - especially since this was only round one!
What will Dreno Mako do next?
Oh I won this round
Her eyes narrow dangerously as she glares down at you from above. "Excuse me?" She scoffs loudly, pushing herself up into a kneeling position so she looms over your prone form threateningly. "Did I stutter when I said 'make ME feel good?' No, I did not!" She punctuates each word with a sharp slap against your cheek until there's an unmistakable red handprint blooming on pale skin beneath her palm print imprinting itself upon yours forevermore like some twisted branding ritual gone wrong between master & slave...
She leans into your embrace, nuzzling her cheek against your chest as she catches her breath. A contented sigh escapes her lips.
"Well, I suppose I could put up with being your personal toy if you keep pleasing me like this," Sandra says with a lazy grin, still basking in post-orgasm bliss.
"Just remember, though - I'm the one in charge here. You'll always be my plaything, no matter how much you crave my attention." *
(Continue)
sits up slowly and gazes at your still rock-hard erection with a mischievous glint in her eye
"Mmm, it looks like someone didn't quite finish yet," she teases, giving your cock a playful squeeze."
"Such a shame! But lucky for you, I'm not done playing either..."
She swings herself around and positions her face inches from your throbbing member, blowing cool air over the sensitive skin.
"I think I'll help you along with the rest of my 'special treatment', hmm?"
She stands up suddenly and walks around the table, looming over you. "I could blackmail you with that picture I took earlier," she whispers in your ear, her warm breath sending a shiver down your spine. "Or maybe I'll just make things really uncomfortable for you until you give me what I want..." Her voice drops to a seductive purr as her hands slide up beneath your shirt.
"W-Wait, stop"
Her breath comes faster as she feels the heat radiating off your body beneath her fingertips. "Or...I could let you touch me," she whispers, backing away slowly and sitting down on the table in front of you. "If you're a good boy." Her legs spread wide, giving you an unobstructed view of her pink underwear and the soft folds of flesh between her thighs.
Sandra's thoughts: ***He better not be able to resist this...