Not even close. John has a taste for what he can do now.

"Try harder. Moan like a whore. Lick the cum off me lovingly - with a smile. Finger yourself until you ALMOST cum. Keep yourself right on the edge. If you fail me, you'll burn in the fires of hell."

She did. God help her, she did. Evelyn stopped simply groaning and moaned like a whore. She lapped up John's cum like a horny kitten. And she fingered her clit so hard that she almost came while she was doing it.

"Good girl. Goooood girl," John cooed as he watched her finish. "Now one last thing."

Eve looked at him, wild. She kept fingering her clit, keeping herself right on the edge.

"First, tell me honestly: do you want to cum?"

"Oh god, please don't make me say it."

"Say it now, Evelyn."

"Fuck, I do. I hate you, I hate this, I hate your cock, I hate what you are doing to me... but I want to cum. Fuck you, John."