Mess with the woman

The woman, a tall blonde in a mini-skirt and some weird kimono style stop is confused at why she wants to fuck you.

This woman will do whatever I want if she thinks it'll get me to fuck her.

"Could you take me and fuck me?" she asks.

"Let's have a drink first." You lead her into the hotel bar.

You sit at the bar. "I'll have a draft beer, and she'll have a strong tequila sunrise," you say.

As the bartender goes to make the drinks, the woman leans closer to you. "Look can we just fuck and get it over with?"

"What's your name?"

"Natalie, Natalie Youngblood."

"Natalie, give me your panties."

Natalie blushes and stands up. She reaches up under her mini skirt and pulls off a red thong. She goes to hand it to you.

"Just stick it in your purse," you tell her. "Take out your phone, unlock it and hand it to me."

Natalie opens her purse. "Then you'll fuck me?" she asks with annoyance in her voice. She takes out her phone, unlocks it, and hands it to you. You open her messages and see some messages she has exchanged with someone named Lexi. "Who is Lexi?"

"My best friend."

"Ever had sex with her?"

"No."

You text Lexi: I really want to tongue out your filthy little asshole. If you love me, you'll let me give you a rimjob.

"What are you doing?" asked Natalie.

"Don't worry about it," you say. You look up at her. "Put on four more coats of lipstick, and stop talking unless I give you permission to."

Natalie looks hurt, ashamed, but a little frustrated. She takes out a lipstick and starts applying it.

The bartender comes over with the drinks. "Tab?"

"Yes, give the man a credit car, Natalie."

Natalie stops with the lipstick and hands the bartender a credit card. She then starts applying more lipstick.

Obeying me makes Natalie horny and ashamed. She is very very horny. The more humiliated and degraded she feels, the hornier she grows. Her pussy itches.

Natalie finishes the last coat of lipstick. Her lips are smeared with a lot of lipstick. She is blushing and starting to squirm in her seat.

Lexi texts back: is this a joke. Are you drunk?

You text back: Don't be a prude. Wouldn't you love my agile tongue up your filthy little butthole? I'll tickle and turn you on. PLEASE! I'm horny for your hieny! Be a true friend!

You shut off the phone and give it to Natalie. She puts it in her purse.

"Drink your drink," you tell her as you pick up your beer.

Natalie takes a sip of her drink.

You look around the bar. There are a couple of businessmen at a table and a couple in their forties at another.

You look back at Natalie. "Take that lipstick tube and shove it up your butthole."

Natalies' eyes go wide, but she takes out her lipstick tube, stands up, reaches behind her and slides it up into her anus. She then sits down and grimaces.

With every passing minute, Natalie's sexual arousal and need for sex doubles. From now on, she can only orgasm if she is humiliated and degraded during foreplay.

"Drink your drink," you tell her.

She takes another long sip of her drink. Her breathing is heavy, and she looks very frustrated and can't sit still.