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Sure! Somehow in your mind you see absolutely no way this could possibly go wrong. You open your system interface and see the obvious challenge button awaiting you, which you promptly quick. No time passes, no deliberation occurs, just a firm

*DENIED*

flashes across your interface. It's a touch disappointing, but really quite expected overall. Afterall, surely you weren't expecting THAT to be too harsh a command. Within seconds, a facetime notification lights up your screen, along with a texted "ANSWER" from Scarlet, forcing you into it. You pull it open, and see an absolute vision of beauty. Scarlet is clearly named for her hair, running down her shoulders in cascading waves. Her lipstick matches, deep and red, pulled up in a perpetual smirk, though your vision is almost immediately drawn to other things. It catches on her sparkling emerald eyes, such a shade it couldn't possibly be natural, playfully gazing at you. Of course, the moment after that your gaze is drawn downwards.

She's wearing what you'd consider a semi-typical, if slightly slutty secretary outfit, and it gives you just a hint of how your day could've gone. You say could have, because her devious smirk tells you your one command will likely crush you with ease. Especially with that body. Her outfit may not be insane, but her body certainly is. You spend five full seconds just staring at her cleavage, the deepest you've ever seen. Her smirk only seems to have widened when you finally glace away, but truthfully you only manage to glance further, seeing the hint of a bouncy ass peeking out, covered in a tight skirt. The nylon stockings catch your eye, bringing you down slender legs to her simple heels.

"If I didn't have a time limit I'd let you stare all day." Her voice, just as seductive as she looks, snakes out. "And to think you would've gotten to, in person no less! I might've even touched you, if you were big enough."

The laughter in her voice is clear. She knows you're about to be ended, and give up everything you've wanted. She begins moving her hand in stroking motions, while she begins to talk.

"You were probably imagining the system wouldn't let me just tell you to cum, and you'd be right! But unfortunately for you big boy, I can still make this quick. Now, for the next 15 minutes you'll stroke your dick at the exact pace of my hand, and watch me."

You can recognize exactly how much trouble this is in an instant. She already had you rock hard at just a glance. Your only saving grace is that its just day one, but you know it still won't matter. You pull out your cock and start matching her pace. One of her hands constantly moves while she begins slowly undressing for you. Her breasts shine in the light, and if she wasn't stroking so fast you may just lose from not being able to stop. You're only minutes into looking at her, listening to her voice and you know you aren't lasting. She gives you no respite.

"Faster, boy. Mm, yes, stroke it like that, follow my hand. Imagine these long fingers on your dick, these nails grazing your head and tormenting you." She has you pinned in every possible way, and you can't help but regret this as you feel your orgasm rising. "That's it, five, four, three, hold it in until I say, two, one, CUM! Cum all over your screen!"

You never stood a chance. She never even had to take off her blouse, her cleavage and words destroying you all on their own.

*CHALLENGE FAILED: PREPARE TO SERVE SCARLET*