No

Roxanne was in a frenzy now. She was being dominated by Skyler. This wasn’t how things had played out in her end. Suddenly, any feelings of horniness had dissipated now that it was her, with some of her skin exposed against her will.

As the smoke began to clear from the room, Roxanne knew that she couldn’t afford to dither. She slipped her hand into her hoodie pocket and retrieved a small bottle that she concealed in her palm, waiting for the right moment.

“Ow,” Roxanne hissed as Skyler took a handful of her hair again.

Roxanne was **** back to her feet for what felt like the umpteenth time this evening. With her **** hidden in her palm, she lifted a hand and sprayed. The miniature bottle of pepper spray caught Skyler full in the face.

“Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god…” Skyler frantically rubbed at her eyes.

Now I’m going to fuck up. Ruin MY clothes, will you? I’ve got something you’re just going to love.

Roxanne wasted no time in taunting Skyler. She had too much ground to makeup, too much control to regain. She moved to the cupboard in the corner filled with various electronics and other knick-knacks. With Skyler out of commission, it gave her ample time to hunt for the little button, barely visible to the naked eye.

She clicked it, and the cupboard suddenly became as light as a feather as it moved outward along a set of tracks that she’d installed herself long ago. In the recess behind the cupboard, she pulled out an old favorite: her lasso gun.

“Hey, business bitch. Catch this.”

The blinded Skyler swung around toward her voice as she continued to rub at her face, not realizing that rubbing at pepper spray only made it worse.