her breath hot against your ear, "if you try to run... or if you disobey me... I will find you. And then..." She draws out the word, making it a promise of pain and terror. "...you won't like what happens."

You feel her other hand slide up between your body, roughly cupping your balls before giving them a squeeze. "So," she says, her voice dropping to a husky whisper, "are you ready to play?"

Her hands move faster now, expertly working your cock and balls. "Good boy," she coos, leaning in and kissing you roughly before pulling back slightly. "Now, tell me what you want." She glances down between the two of you, a mischievous grin spreading across her lips. "I bet there's something special you've been thinking about all night..."

Her fingers dig deeper, manipulating your sensitive flesh expertly. "Tell me,"