Point of no return

Billy clutched Stacy's shoulders in frustration. The final phase of his plan solely depended on how well she would play her role.

But here she was drooling at his dick, with nothing else in mind but to gobble it down her throat.

"Listen to me...you have a power over...ugh...".

Before he could complete, Stacy had swiftly taken hold of his cock.

"Ughh...Stacy...wait...", Billy could only muster a groan.

"I know the power I hold over you Billy...", Stacy replied, gasping for breath between her words.

"...the most elite fighter...literally in the palm of my hand...", she almost cackled at her joke.

To hammer down her point further, she pinched his swollen mushroom head between her thumb and index finger, making Billy whimper like a baby.

"Aww...did mama pinch you too hard...", Stacy spoke in a sing song voice. She was enjoying this power over him.

Stacy drew closer to Billy and placed her free hand on his chest, while keeping the pressure on his dick intact.

"Wh...what are you...", Billy snivelled.

"I can make you cum right now...", she replied with venom in her tone. Leaning in closer, she continued, her words now just a whisper.

"...with just a touch"

"No" was all Billy could curse under his breath. He didn't go through all this humiliation to pathetically blow his load.

Just to make her point clear, she nudged his dick with her thumb, carefully aiming for those sensitive veins.

Billy's groan echoed through the room, a pitiful sound that seemed to fill the space with his pain and humiliation.

"You know what...", Stacy spoke with a hint of amusement as she rose her brow, "...I might as well defeat you in boxing...given your...state..."

A deafening silence fell on Billy's face. He had been going through this degradation, just for those fateful words to come true.

" Heh...who am I kidding...you're just a little...excited...". Stacy stuck out her tongue playfully.

Billy's heart sank as her words registered. He wouldn't let her backtrack from these thoughts, which he had meticulously planted in her mind.

He had to take one final drastic step, to achieve his ultimate dream...

"Stacy...give me your hand...", Billy spoke in his gravelly voice yet again, trying to add weight to his words.

"What...no...", Stacy whimpered in protest, as Billy snatched her hand away from his palatable dick.

Like a feline pouncing on its prey, Stacy lunged towards Billy and viciously coiled her hands around his neck, while locking her legs around his hips.

Billy barely succeeded in taking hold of her as her butt landed on his palms with a satisfying clap.

"Ugh...Stacy...what the hell...ugh...", Billy stopped mid sentence as he felt her nibbling his ear.

"I want your cock...your cock...I need...", Stacy kept mumbling like a woman possessed, while bouncing her ass on his sensitive cock, her hot breath fogging his face.

"Nngh...no...I can't..." were the only words Billy could muster. Her incessant begging while torturing his cock was overwhelming his senses.

"I want...to...surrender...", Billy finally declared after gathering his remaining strength.

Stacy froze, the only sound breaking the silence was her ragged breathing.

Billy gently put her down, moments after waiting for her response, which never came.

He grasped her fingertips and weakly pulled her towards the only shelf in the room. A look of confusion was etched on her sweaty brow. She scanned through the whole shelf, nothing specific catching her eyes.

Billy positioned himself behind her, the same way he had done during the training outside. The only difference was, this time, his dick was literally lodged between her cheeks.

Placing his hands below hers, the way he had done earlier, he nudged her to place both her palms on the topmost shelf, which was a little above her waist.

"Billy...what...", Stacy heart was fluttering in agitation. Before she could complete, Billy interjected.

"Shh...I'm going to..."

Stacy couldn't help but flex her ass cheeks in anticipation.

"...pay my dues"