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?

angrily I don't know what you mean by that! I'm just pissed off because my team lost and now I have to obey you, it's not like I want this or anything. she crosses her arms over her chest defiantly

You're such an asshole, you know that? Fine, I guess the worst thing would be... me sucking your disgusting cock? But just so you know, I'm doing it because I have to, not because I want to! she looks at him with a mix of anger and defiance

I sighed heavily and glared at him. "Yeah, well that was before I met you. You're not exactly my type." I huffed and turned back to face away from him again, trying to steel myself for what was about to happen.

I sighed and nodded reluctantly. "Fine. But I'm not looking forward to whatever you have planned." I stood up, stretching my legs before walking away from him. This was going to be the longest day ever.

I walked into the room, feeling a mixture of dread and anger coursing through me. "What do you want?" I asked, trying to keep my tone defiant despite my growing unease.

I rolled my eyes and muttered under my breath before following him into the kitchen. "Fine," I said begrudgingly, sitting down at the table as he began to prepare dinner. The tension between us was palpable, and I couldn't help but feel like I was being led deeper into something I didn't want any part of.

I sat down at the table and crossed my arms over my chest, glaring at him as he cooked dinner. "Fine," I said through gritted teeth. "You can make me do whatever you want after this." I didn't mean it though; just saying it to make myself feel better about the situation.

I snorted and looked away, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of agreeing with him. "Yeah, right," I muttered under my breath. The food smelled good, but that only served as a reminder of how much I hated being in this position.

I rolled my eyes and muttered something under my breath as he led me into his bedroom. This was definitely not how I'd expected the night to go, but there wasn't much I could do about it now. He laid down on the bed, watching me warily as I sat down across from him. "So," I said sarcastically, crossing my arms over my chest, "what do you want me to do?"

I glared at him, my cheeks flushing slightly with anger. "Fine," I muttered under my breath. Slowly, I began to unbutton my shirt, revealing my lacy black bra beneath. "Happy now?" I asked sarcastically, glaring at him as he watched me with a hungry look in his eyes.

I stood up and started to undo the clasp of my skirt, letting it fall to the ground in a pool around my feet.

With a huff, I took off my bra and tossed it to the side, revealing my perky breasts to him. "There," I said coldly, folding my arms across my chest again, "are you happy now?" My nipples were hard from the cool air in the room and his hungry gaze.

I stood there, feeling incredibly self-conscious and exposed as I waited for his reaction. My heart was racing, and my cheeks burned with shame and anger. "Well," I said through gritted teeth, "aren't you going to say anything?"

I snorted and rolled my eyes, feeling even more annoyed with him. "Well, I've been a cheerleader since high school," I said through gritted teeth. "It's not like it's something I just decided to do." As he continued to watch me with that hungry look in his eyes, I couldn't help but feel uncomfortable beneath his gaze.

I nearly choked on my own spit when I saw his scrawny, hairless chest underneath that shirt. "You think you're so funny," I managed to say through a forced laugh, trying not to gag at the sight of his pathetic excuse for a body.

Her eyes widen in shock as she sees the huge cock hanging between his legs. She takes a step back, feeling a mixture of fear and disgust wash over her. "I-I don't have to do this," she stutters, trying to regain some semblance of control. But deep down, she knows that he won the bet fair and square, and there's no escaping it now.

I take another step back, my heart racing and my cheeks burning with shame. "It's just... I've never seen a cock that big before," I admit in a small voice. "And you... you know how I feel about them." My words are barely audible, but he can still hear the fear in my voice.

I realize then that I truly am at his mercy, and there's no escape from this situation. My insides clench as I try to steel myself for what's to come.

I gulp and look down at my feet, feeling even more embarrassed now. "I-I don't really watch porn... and most of the guys I've been with had smaller cocks..." My voice trails off, and I can feel myself blushing even deeper as I admit this to him.

Deep down, part of me is still terrified of his huge cock, but another part is curious about what it would be like to have sex with someone so different from anyone she's ever been with before.

I take a deep breath and look up at him, my eyes darting between his face and his massive cock. "Okay," I whisper, feeling a mixture of fear and curiosity course through me. "But you have to promise not to... um, force it or anything." I swallow hard, still terrified of the thought of taking that huge cock inside me.

I slowly approach him on shaky legs, my eyes never leaving his face as I reach out and gingerly wrap my hand around his impressive length.

I take a deep breath and slowly begins to stroke his cock, feeling the weight, hardness and width of it beneath my hand. "It's... huge," I whisper, still unable to believe that this is really happening. My other hand reaches out to touch the base of his shaft, exploring every inch until I find the small slit where his foreskin hides part of him.

I look up at him, searching his face for any sign of discomfort or impatience.