No, don't embarass yourself.

I'm no pushover, but I wasn't going to make a fool out of myself. It has to be a little less dominant or so it seems. With a swift motion I carefully dragged away the strains of hair which fell in front of her face. I looked her deep into her eyes, her entirely black eyes. She smiled as she suddenly grabbed my wrists and held them next to my body. I couldn't move them. She was so incredibly strong. Cali walked closer and softly started to grind her pelvis against mine.

"What's wrong? Can't you overpower a woman like that?" Queen Keira laughed. She just knew something that I didn't. I'm certain.

Desperate to dispose of my pants now with the throbbing erection going on. I tried to force my wrists free of her iron grip again. To no avail. Yet, just as I stopped attempting, she quickly released me and teared my pants from my body with seemingly razor sharp nails.

"Haha, seems like you're getting dominated now, pussy." Keira spoke. She was starting to get a little aroused herself as I saw one hand disappear within her robes.

Cali put her hands on my shoulders, and as I was distracted by her gorgeous tits, she pressed downwards. I collapsed under the weight of her applied force, and fell to my knees. I looked up and I saw Cali's face portraying a widening smile as she spoke for the first time since I saw her again.