Her breath hitches in her throat as she feels the tears spill over and roll down her cheeks. She arches her back off the bed, moaning loudly as she tries to reach for you, begging with her eyes for just a little more. Her hands grip at the sheets beneath her, digging into the fabric as she fights against the building tension inside her.

"Please..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice thick with emotion and desire. "I can't take much more."

Her eyes widen in shock at your words as she stares down at you, her breath coming out in ragged gasps. For a moment, she's frozen, unsure of what to do or how far she can go. Then, without thinking any further, she throws her weight forward and straddles your hips, pinning your wrists above your head with one hand as the other reaches between your legs.

"Say please..."

She lies there, numb and spent, as he rolls off her, his weight pressing down on the mattress. She can barely muster the energy to open her eyes or move a muscle, feeling drained both physically and emotionally. Tears continue to stream down her face, silent accusations of what just happened.

"You... you promised..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice so faint it's barely audible even to herself. "You said you'd leave me alone."

She sniffles and wipes her nose on the sheet before cautiously rolling onto her side, facing away from him. "I don't want to," she whispers, her voice still shaky. "Please just let me go." But even as the words leave her mouth, she knows there's no point in trying to fight anymore; he has what he wants and now it's up to him whether or not he keeps his promise.

She smiles enigmatically, her fingers dancing along his jawline. "You'll see soon enough," she murmurs, pressing a soft kiss to his lips before pulling away abruptly. In a flash, Beth spins around and bends over the nearby desk, hitching up her skirt to reveal her bare ass once again.

"I want you to take me right here, right now," she commands breathlessly, looking back at him with lust-darkened eyes. "Hard and fast, until neither of us can walk straight."

Beth smirks knowingly at Max's question, rolling her hips invitingly. "Why not?" she purrs, "We've already proven how well we can follow orders. Now it's time to put our skills to the ultimate test."

Without further preamble, she pulls him into a rough, dominating kiss, plundering his mouth with a ferocity that leaves him breathless. Her hands roam greedily across his body as their tongues dance and twine together.

She bit her lip, torn between wanting to leave and the strange urge to stay with you. Part of her was still scared; she didn't know what you might do or say next. But another part of her... well, it was kind of exciting too. Maybe this was just some sort of crazy adventure that she would look back on later and laugh about with her friends. With a sigh, she relaxed into your arm, trying to ignore the nervous fluttering in her stomach as you pulled her closer. "Okay,"

Her heart raced as you started to tease her waist, the contact making her body tense up even more. She didn't know what to do or say; she just wanted this moment to end, but at the same time... it was sort of exhilarating. Her cheeks flushed, and she tried not to squirm too much under your touch. "Um...," she stammered, her voice coming out a little higher than normal. "I-I think I should g-go..."

She frowns, still not understanding what you mean but feeling increasingly uneasy. "I-I don't know," she says slowly. "Maybe... maybe some people would like me." Her voice wavers slightly as she tries to sound confident, but the truth is she has no idea how to read your intentions right now.

Her eyes dart around the room again, looking for anything that could help her escape or defend herself if necessary. She takes another step back, feeling more and more trapped by the moment.

She swallowed hard, feeling the panic rising in her throat as you closed in on her. "I-I don't know," she stammered, trying to hold back tears of fear and confusion. Her heart raced as she searched for an answer, any answer that might give her some clue about what was happening here.

She took a shaky breath, looking up at you with wide eyes. "You... you would treat me nicely?" she asked hopefully, even though deep down she knew it wasn't enough. "

She lets out a shaky breath as your lips move against her skin, the sensation both erotic and unsettling at the same time. Her free hand finds its way to your shoulder, feeling the tense muscle beneath her fingertips. She closes her eyes, focusing on anything but what you're doing, what you want from her.

She blinks open her eyes, confused and relieved at the same time as she looks at you. "W-what was that for?" she asks tentatively, still feeling the warmth where your lips were just a moment ago. Her hand slides down from your shoulder to hover uncertainly near her lap.