No, and he's pissed

For a brief moment, you both pause and you think that it would have worked, but suddenly he bites down hard on your fingers and you shriek in pain, yanking them out of his mouth. He taps quickly on the phone and you feel a strange jolting sensation in your pussy, extending up from your crotch through your nervous system. A gently electric surge pulses through your muscles and you find that you can't move; you're stuck in place.

Ryan stands up slowly, getting off the bed. He rolls you over so you're on your back, still frozen. He spits in your face and you taste your pussy juice mixed with his saliva drip into your mouth. The look on his face is less of a smirk now, and when he laughs, the warmth is missing.

"Heh, alright you want to play that way?" A cold edge has creeped into his voice. "I was just playing around with you, but if it's a fight you want, I'm not going down easy." Your blood runs cold as he holds up the phone over you. Your heart beats in your chest. "You think I'd be dumb enough to make your pussy juice affect me too? I meant it when I said that you're mine now." He starts scrolling through the settings on the phone.

"But now," he utters, "I think you need to be punished..."