No, Tell her

Michelle nervously looks at Julia as she says, “no ma'am I don’t know what you want.”

Julia grips Michelle's chin firmly, pushing her head up, and looking directly into her eyes, “I think you do now. Do you want to try that again?”

“I think you know exactly what I want.” She purrs, and in that moment, Michelle knows -- she does know, and there is no possibility of escape.

Michelle stares into her eyes, intimidated by the intensity of Julia's gaze, and stutters out a response "ye-yes . . . I suppose you would want me to pleasure you, ma'am.”

Julia chuckles sinisterly and flashes a devilish smile. “That is not the only thing I want. The first thing I'm going to do is give you an earth-shattering orgasm that you're never going to forget.”

A smirk plays on Julia's lips as she lightly presses her palm over Michelle's heart and pushes her gently onto the lounge chair. Her fingers brush through Michelle's hair before travelling down to trace the hickeys scattered across her flesh, sending electric shocks of pleasure cascading through Michelle's body. She starts lavish kisses all over Michelle's body as she whispers in her ear, “Who left these on you?” Her fingers tracing the passionate hickeys that linger on Michelle's neck and shoulders.

“It doesn't matter now. You're mine tonight, but I really want to know who my competition is."