Attempt to break free.

Despite your daze, slumped posture, and pinned arms you can't let yourself be defeated before even getting in the door. You didn't come here to be emasculated. You push your body up as hard as possible from your off-balance position while simultaneously jerking your arms from their positions. Unfortunately for you, you don't have enough leverage to do anything more then straighten up. This also rubs your full erection up the crack of her ass but she rides along with it keeping it pinned. You moan loudly looking up between the buildings.

"You chose wrong!" she proclaims as she slams her head back into you chin. The **** of the impact was enough to again slam your head into the wall blurring your vision as you slump to the ground in a heap. She drags your prone body off the sitting position it landed on the wall to flat on your back with your head propped on the wall slightly. Dropping to a knee she lowly growls into your ear, "I would have been a gentle queen, now you get a the tool treatment. Maybe that's your thing, I don't care." With that she bites down on your ear, drawing blood. You yelp out in pain but are still too disoriented to do anything. Your heads are throbbing for every different reasons.

As the Goth girl stands up she simultaneously twirls to straddling your body and arms in reverse and undoes her tight leather pants. Bending over she deftly strips off her pants and thong then steps out of them revealing her glistening, slightly hairy, but perfectly plump pussy. Reaching back she discards the pants to the side, wipes her thong on the front of your face, and stuffs it straight into your mouth. They are soaked with her juices as is your face now and the potent smell shocks your system. Looking up you see multiples of her standing looking straight over her shoulder with a scowl. "Any last words?"