- "Strip," He said in his deep voice. I felt so horny. My pussy throbbed shamelessly under his command. Jeez! This is so not me. This guy was influencing my psyche. I hate this, but I want it. I want it and I get it. I won't strip. I want to get under his skin and make him beg for it. I want to be the master for tonight. I want my mouth wrapped around his cock.
- "No." I refused. Then his demeanor switched immediately. I folded my hands together. Waiting for him to take action. I want to be ruined tonight. I want his cock to make my pussy sore so that every time I walk around, I would be reminded of who was in me. "I don't want to repeat myself, donna. Do what I ask or your tiny, little pussy will suffer for it" He grunted.
- I knew I was testing his patience when I refused to obey. "No, I won't."