Be commanding.

I did not like Justin's attitude one bit. I had agreed to a little fun, but he was really testing my patience with the misogynist bullshit. "Hey, woah! Cool it with that shit. This is just a friendly tit-fuck, asshole." I just wanted to get this over with, so I brushed his hands away and opened my blouse, revealing my prized cleavage.

Something dangerous flashed in his eye, and I immediately regretted my tone.

"See, this is what I'm talking about." Justin sighed. He snatched both my wrists in his hands and pinned me to the wall, my arms raised above his head. Before I could even reflexively knee him in the balls, he **** his own knee between my thighs, grinding against my crotch. I was pinned. "You come up to me and beg me to fuck your tits, but think you're not a slut? News flash, ya dumb bitch. You're a slut." He crossed my wrists and shifted to holding me with one hand, leaning into me with his weight so his free hand could dive into my bra and pinch my nipple.

Shit. He was a lot stronger than I'd thought, and somehow even more of a dick. I struggled against his grip to no avail. I should have backed down. I recognized all the signs of an insecure male ego. All he wanted was to feel in control, if I gave him that, he'd probably relax a little. But I was pissed. "Got off of me, dickhead. I'm gonna kick your ass."

Justin just laughed. "Oh yeah, I'm scared." He kicked out my left leg awkwardly, forcing me to me knees as I struggled to regain my balance.

My knees struck the hard tile floor and I let out a sharp grunt. "Okay, that actually hurt, you colossal—" I cut off, realizing I was inches from a massive bulge in Justin's pants. That thing was huge; how had I never noticed he was packing something like that!? He was in the process of freeing his erection with his spare hand and I could easily guess what he planned to do with it. I felt a wave of dread. "Hey now, you'd better not get any ideas about—"

"Shut the fuck up already." His big cock sprang into view and my stomach turned. It was beautiful.

If not for the certainty that he was about to try to strip me of my very humanity, I'd have been very interested in playing with a cock like that. I preferred to be the on the dominant side of these little games but fuck if I wasn't turned on by all this.

"Open your mouth, bitch." He pressed the tip of his dick to my lips, grinning down at me. "We both know you want it."