Stoke the growing fire inside you and channel it

Your despair transmutes into anger, and you channel your rage toward driving into Kavita. You fell right into her trap, and any chance you had of finding out how to escape or beat her was spoiled by her planting that fucking book in your path to distract you and deliver you here, confident and unprepared.

"Ah! Ah! AH! AHH!" Kavita's pleasure moans gradually get louder and higher pitched.

"Why fucking bother with all this, huh? If it's so easy to walk me right into your net, why such an elaborate game?" You say with your jaw clenched, driving into her harder and faster.

"AAHH! AH! Maybe this...cat just likes to...play with her food? AH!" She gets out between breaths, her expression growing wild and excited.

You feel small and cornered. None of it matters. You imagine that had you made any step off the path she laid for you, there would have been some helpful pawn right there to put you back on track. You feel like such an arrogant fool.

You stare into Kavita's mocking eyes. Her elation clear on her face. Here you are, giving her exactly what she wants. Maybe setting up this bullshit ritual is what she needs to get off after fifteen centuries of fucking for sustainance.

"You win! Fine! You want to cum screaming while I admit I never stood a chance and give in?! Do you like your prey to die in a swan song of worship and submission?! Just tell me what my fucking life was for as I fuck my last breath away!" You are practically yelling by the end, slamming hard and deep into her at a furious pace.

Finally, the raw edge of your fury boils over, and red faced you slam into Kavita and start pumping her boiling trap with the hot darts of your final submission.

As your cock smashes deep into her, Kavita let's out a **** wail, and feel her begin to spasm and gush on your cock.

"Will you tell me anything?!" You say through gritted teeth as you pull out and slam back into her, releasing a second volley.

She takes each shot with a shudder, as her wail diminishes into a whine, then silence.

"No." She finally answers.

Red faced and straining, you spurt one last time before collapsing and sliding down wearily to the floor.

As you land your head hits with a thud and knocks you out.