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You land hard on your back, your eyes closed as you brace yourself from the fall. When you open them, you see Miss Locke grinning at you. For a moment you're confused, but as she grabs your hands and pins them to the floor you become aware of your predicament. She's straddling your chest, and now leaning over you with your hands held down you've been firmly pinned. Instinctively you try to shake her off, and you begin thrashing your legs around.

"That's right, squirm for me" She taunts. "You know it's no good though, you're far to weak. Instead of trying to escape, you should be more concerned about what I'm going to do with you in this...compromised position".

She's right, your cock was still exposed and hard as ever. You're totally at her mercy.

She leans in close and puckers her lips. You turn your head away as if to reject it, but secretly you can't wait for her to **** herself upon you again. You want to give in to her, to embrace her kiss. She knows it as well. Just as her lips are about to touch yours, she parts them and blows into your ear, teasing you. Then she leans back and glances over at your cock, leaking precum.

"Hah, so ****... If you want it that badly you're going to have to beg for it. Of course..there are other ways I could have fun with you. Your choice"