Don't submit

"I don't submit," you tell her. You are the alpha. You always have been, and that won't ever change.

"Oh?"

Amelie walks to the door and turns the lock, then walks back to you. She twists your arm and suddenly you are bent over the sink. What just happened? You can't resist her at all... you're about the same size, but she's just like... insanely strong and fast. You are pretty sure you have more muscles than her, but she just doesn't care.

"You do not submit?" she asks.

"No, I don't," you say defiantly.

"OK," she replies, not sounding impressed.

She yanks your shorts down, exposing your underwear: a pair of tight, black, boyshorts. Your cock makes a fat bulge in the front.

With no warning, she strikes your ass so hard that you shout in pain.

"Ow! What the fuck?" you demand.

She hits you again. Then again.

You get ahold of yourself and grit your teeth... you don't want to give her the satisfaction of screaming, although this is starting to really hurt.

Weirldly, you are also getting hard.

Her hand, firm and confident, lands on you again and your body bucks.

She stops and squeezes your buttock, giving you a bit of her nails. You groan, but get even harder, your cock pushing out of your underwear.

Amelie keeps spanking you, switching cheeks to make you think you should be relieved, then switching back and making you cry out. It hurts more and more, but feels better and better between your legs. She pulls your hair and spanks you so hard and so fast that your head spins like you're doing ****.

"Ah!" You fall to the floor, your body shaking. You feel warmth and wetness on your chest and shirt... your cock is shooting like crazy.

When you come to your senses, you are still a sticky mess, but you're alone in the bathroom. You better clean up before someone sees you like this.