FUCK ME!

If Norman Forges had asked Stacy Golder the same question just an hour and a half ago, she would undoubtedly have told him to disappear off the face of the earth.

Now, a victim of the insignificant human's power, the rich and arrogant elf moaned and screamed at his hands, unable or unwilling to stop him.

"AYYY...AAYY...AAAAAY...I...I...OOOOOHH...FUCK ME!" she gasped.

Hearing those exact words from a being who saw herself as superior to everyone around her filled Norman with an indescribable sense of power.

But he wanted more; he wanted to tear her cunt apart. Even so, giving it to her as if it were nothing was too much of a reward for his conceited stalker... Time for her to suffer!

"You really want to have sex with someone like me...a mere piece of scum," Norman said sarcastically.

He pressed himself closer to her, rubbing his erection against her body to let her know how hard he already was. She seemed to enjoy it, letting out soft moans and moving her hips as if she were trying to fuck.

"Hmm...oh...oooh...I want it...mmhh...I don't know when, how, or why...hmmm...but my body craves your cock so much...I want it...I want it...I want it so much."

"Oh yeah, and you thought I'd fall for it like a fool...you're wrong, Stacy," Norman said, feigning anger.

That stopped her in her tracks, her eyes widening in disbelief.

"Wh...what are you talking about?"

Abruptly, the human moved away from her, leaving her even more confused and deeply dissatisfied.

“Come on, you’ve ALWAYS treated me like shit…did you think I’d forget all those damn jokes, degrading insults, and fucking nicknames?”

For the first time, Norman saw a deep sense of guilt in his tormentor, so much so that she let out a small whimper of pain.

“Now you come up to me and out of nowhere yell at me to fuck you…I don’t know what kind of joke this is, but I’m tired of being your toy.”

He put on his best contemptuous face and, looking over his shoulder, observed the conflict within Stacy. Deep down, she knew it was ridiculous that after so much **** from him, she was now throwing herself into his arms like a common whore.

She buried her face in the ground and, against all odds, began to cry like a child.

“Shit…you’re…you’re absolutely right…uhh…I’ve been a fucking bitch to you…grr…I have no right to ask for your dick…you have every right to hate me.”

Our protagonist couldn’t believe that the perfect, haughty elf was tearfully apologizing in front of him…Love conquers all!

“So…you’ve finally admitted all the harm you’ve done to me…I still can’t believe it!” Norman said sharply.

“No, no…it’s true, everything I’m telling you is the truth. I don’t want to hurt you anymore…quite the opposite, I want to make it up to you many times over.”

Stacy lifted her face, revealing that her tears were covering her carefully crafted, beautiful makeup, which she had always taken such care to remove.

“Try it…do something you’ve never done before, something you never thought you’d do with me.”

Her beautiful blue eyes darted around, frantically trying to figure out what she could do to win the affection of the boy she had so recently hated.

“I know…I’ll give you my Elven Gem!”