"Beg Me To Let You Go"

"What?"

"You heard me. Beg."

Josh was startled as he saw this new side of Grace. She was no longer the petite 18 year old girl anymore. Her feisty side had taken over her and she now had the confidence of a dominatrix.

He was in two minds. On one hand, he was intimidated by this shift in attitude, but on the other he felt very horny. He realized that he had become very hard.

"Please let go."

"Call me mistress!"

"Please let go mistress."

"How pathetic. All us girls need to do is give you men a couple kicks to your jewels and you'll be on the ground groveling at out feet."

Josh was now scared of her.

"Say you're weaker than a teenage girl. Tell me who's superior"

"I'm weaker than a teenage girl. You are superior to me mistress." At this point he was repeating all the words without even thinking about them. Grace had a devilish smile on her face.