Refuse to kiss Cassandra's ass.

Even if this is the end, you refuse to give Cassandra the satisfaction of breaking you.

"You'll never win, foul creature!" You shout.

"Oh~? What's this now? Such defiance... Very well, then. Let's test that spirit of yours!"

She drops her ass down hard, smacking you senseless with her ass. She raises herself up and hits you in the face with several more devestating butt drops over and over, until you somehow reach a point that having a beautiful woman's giant ass on your face has lost all appeal.

"Fummmphhhhyooummphh!!" you scream into her ass, your voice breaking slightly as you give in to fear.

"Oh, you are spirited. Not a worthy adversary, of course! But spirited, nonetheless..." she trails off while holding her chin as if to contemplate your fate.

You wiggle and buck as hard as you can, but it's no use. Between Alice sitting on your stomach and Cassandra on your face, there's no hope of escape. The crushing weight of both bodies sitting full **** on you is beginning to wear you down, and soon your wild thrashing turns to pathetic wiggling.

"Awh, how pathetic. So much for the 'human spirit' you hunters were always telling me about..." she says with a hint of disappointment in her voice. "It seems that no matter how badly you want something, you'll never be able to overcome your weaknesses. Even my ass alone is enough to contain you. You humans are such lowly creatures... but even dogs have their place."

She raises her ass an inch, and points at it with a long black nail. "KISS IT, lowlife! Kiss my ass now, or be executed by it!"

There's a strong malice that you haven't heard in her voice before. She sounds serious. For a moment, your confidence is shaken as you gasp for air and stare at the executioner's ass. You really don't want to give this evil monster the satisfaction of making you submit in such a degrading way... but dying under her ass would probably be just as satisfying to her. And the thought of going out like that, even spending another second in that sweaty, stinky hell between her cheeks fills you with dread.