Yes, but it's a trap

Without saying anything, you instinctively walk towards her. She shakes one foot out of her pants that were on her feet, but you're a bit preoccupied, staring at her glorious boobs.

As you walk up to her, just about to lock hands together, she kicks up at you. Your immediate reaction is to cover your balls, but the next thing you see is Zara's pants wipe away your entire field of vision. They were pitch black, and so you had to move them off of you.

Right as you reached your hands up to remove them though-

WHAM

"UGH" You cough out and clutch up, bending over and resisting the urge to start heaving. This kick was far harder than the surprise kick she nailed you for earlier.

You fight all bodily urges to fall to your knees, and instead go for the removal of the pants from your face again. You successfully do so, but right as you get your vision back

WHACK

A loud slap echoes through your living room as the bridge of Zara's foot drives your balls apart, and follows through until she hits your pelvic bone. You cough up as you get floored, falling to all fours, just barely being able to function.

Zara took a moment to touch herself to your weakned look. Then sees the opportunity and mounts you on your back. She reaches down, grabs her pants, and brings them up. The waist part of her black pants goes right where your mouth is. You can almost taste Zara from them.

Meanwhile, Zara ties the pants by the leg slots from the back of your head, creating somewhat of a makeshift gag on you. "Walk towards the door, pet." She commands.