Solo

Nah, you don't need Andrew's help. You got this.

You begin by hoisting her up. She's heavier than you imagined - must be her tits - and you've heard people always seem to weigh more while ****. After some deliberation you find it fairly comfortable to stand with her slung over your shoulder. Once you've adjusted for balance, you begin walking her naked body up the precarious steps.

You take them half a step at a time. Always making sure the footing is securely planted before taking another step.

You think about what this is going to be like. To **** her. Yes ****. You realize that you haven't outright thought of it as **** yet. Hasn't everything you've been doing has been a form of ****? She wouldn't have sucked your dick the first time if you hadn't used the powers. The powers are the only reason any of this happened.

You realize that she still could have refused. She tried to refuse your use of her tits and mouth until you threatened her, which means that the first blowjob she gave you was really her choice - just heavily influenced by your ownership.

But that doesn't matter anymore. You definitely crossed the line from consensual to non when you threatened her - and then sprinted to the deep end when you **** her throat.

Tonight you'll take her against her will.

Will she fight you?

You hope so.

Maybe she'll give up and submit.

You kind of hope for that too.

Andrew's door suddenly bursts open, startling you.

"Ryan! What's going on down there man!?"

You're still only half way up the stairs, so he doesn't see you. But your foot hits the edge of the next step, causing a stumble.

You're totally off-balance!