You refuse

You politely refuse, possibly calling her a psycho-bitch somewhere in the process.

“Have to say, I’m feeling kind of hurt,” Martha says, as she climbs off you,“but not as much as you’ll feel hurt.”

As you lie there, beginning to recover, she uses her stockinged feet to repeatedly kick your balls.

“Just wanted to kiss you,” she explains, as you scream out in pain. “Now, let’s try again. Get up, worm.”