Make her regret her actions

While RoXX Ann is still shaky on her feet you don't let her take a break. You grab her by the leather vest and pull it open. So you have access to her boobs and her nipples. You also notice that this slut didn't wear a bra. Well, this makes your next move more easy.

Against RoXX Ann's protests you grab both her nipples and squeeze them painfully. RoXX Ann screams and crys. She tryes to pull your hands away from her breasts but you just squeeze harder until she nearly collapses again.

With her nipples between your fingers tight like in a clamp you pull her up to you. She has **** but follow your lead sobbing. The pain in her sensitive nipples is just too much. But are still not done. Now that she is close enough you ram your knee two times very hard in her cunt. She cries and would have fallen to the ground if you hadn't her sore nipples in the hands. So her whole wight tortures her nipples even more. You hope, that you don't cause permanent damage.

"Stop, stop," begs RoXX Ann in tears, "I surrender. I give up. Please just stop. I give you whatever you want. Please."

"Please what?" you ask and smile to her sadistic, "a few moments ago you called me bitch. Do you think I want to be called bitch by a slut like you. Adress me appropriate!"

"Fuck you," RoXX Ann howls crying, "please sir, master, daddy, whatever you want. Just release me please."

You sigh and let her free. She immediately falls on the ground and rolles to a ball. She holds her sore, red tits and tears run over her face.

"Fuck," sobs RoXX Ann, "they will become fat bruises. Why have you done this you psychopath?"

You don't answer. The sudden change in her attitude shows you that only massive and constant pain teaches her good behavior. You grab her by the blue hair and pull her to a nearby bench in a locker room. RoXX Ann fights and screams again but you are far to strong. Especially because you have already beaten her. You sit down and pull the rebel punk over your lap.

"What the fuck do you think you are doing?" asks RoXX Ann angry, "do you want to spank me. I am not a little child."

"Then stop acting like one and watch your tongue, young lady," you growl and hit her ass bare handed.

"Arg, let me go, asshole," scouts RoXX Ann, "I hate it to be called 'young lady'. I even hated it when my mom called me so."

"You need to be teached respect for adults," you tell her and spank her butt again, "I am sure you mommy and daddy wanted the best for you."

"Shut the fuck up and let me go!" demands RoXX Ann, "the game hasn't started yet. You are not allowed to hit me."

"Really?" you ask amused and continue slapping her ass, "and when you attacked me a few minutes ago? Tell them and they will kick you out as well."

"What?" asks RoXX Ann in shock, "no, that can't be. I can't pay the penalty. I already live under a bridge."

"In this case I would accept the punishment and don't cause any trouble until the game begins," you say and give her a very hard slap across the butt.

"Fuck you, dirty pervert," growls RoXX Ann, "you need this money just like me. Maybe you took me surprise this time and used my weak spots against me. But my arse is not as sensitive as my tits. You will not break me."

"Maybe," you answer and slap her one last time, "but for now I just want to make clear that I am in control. Don't mess with me, dirty punk rat."

You shove her from your lap and stand up. RoXX Ann rubs her butt and caresses her still very sore nipples. You decide that this isn't the best time to stroll around anymore. The game starts soon. RoXX Ann is already about to go.

"You are not the first one who has beaten me," RoXX Ann says stern and looks back at you, "I was beaten by thugs, cops, junkies and also snobs. I survived them and I will survive you. But I admit, that you know how to fight. Nevertheless, next time I see you, I will mush your nuts."

Then she leaves. You are about to leave too when you notice a small shiny object on the floor. It is a earring made of real sterling silver with a small gem. It must belong to RoXX Ann. You keep it. Maybe you will see her again and give it back to her. Then you go on. It's time to start the real game.