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Chapter 8
by Tneduts
Flip a coin, is it heads or tails?
Tails.
Your filed of vision becomes filled with blurry green and brown mass.
"It's like looking into a mirror, huh John?"
There's a couple female giggles from the audience.
Confused, you take a second to focus. Your version clears revealing Sharmane's panty-clad crotch right in your face.
Realizing she just called you a pussy you try to rush to you feat in a moment of anger-
THUMP!
Only to to run facefirst into Sharmane's crotch, her hips driving you back down and you head and back into the wall.
More laughs.
"Now I thought you'd be smarter than that. You need to realize you're under my control now.", She says grinding her pussy into your face to emphasize her point.
She pulls away after a few seconds, leaving you gasping for breath. The realization of her total power over you makes you rock hard.
"Why fight it, baby?" Bracing herself against the wall her hips shift slightly as she brings her foot in between your outstretched legs.
You shudder as you feel her foot run along the inside of your thigh and then to your crotch, gently massaging your balls. Your mind begins to cloud with pleasure. You tilt your head up out of reflex and see her smiling slyly down at you.
"I know you like a woman in control, I've seen your type before. And the evidence is pretty clear.", she says, pressing her foot with just a bit of pressure into your groin.
A slight gasp escapes your lips, a weird mixture of discomfort and pleasure.
"See? Now I know I could finish you off right here and now... and in more ways than one. But kicking your ass so easily has made me feel pretty generous right about now. So I'll cut you a deal. You give me a little attention", she says leaning her crotch back into your face, "and maybe I'll return the favor."
She takes her foot away from your crotch and plants it back on the map, he pussy waiting patiently, staring you dead in the eyes.
"Think about it, John, once we're both satisfied we can continue this match with clear heads... maybe give you a fighting chance, huh? So what do you say?"
She takes her foot away from your crotch and plants it back on the map, he pussy waiting patiently, staring you dead in the eyes.
"Don't worry baby, it won't bite..."
So, do you take her deal?
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