You obviously answer incorrectly.

The question catches you off guard. As Doe's new toy, you never expected an option like this.

Your mind races as Doe stands up and turns around, bending over slightly. She's entirely exposed and the lust is a physical presence in the room, but your eyes drift to her wet asshole, still slick from your oral ministrations and your erection seems to jump to attention in your pants.

“How about in that ass I just got nice and lubricated?” you ask, trying your best to seem coy and alluring.

Doe, though, does not look entertained.

“You want to stick that filthy thing of yours into my perfect little ass? You selfish prick. You’re a stupid, typical man, you know that? This ass of mine,” she says, moving her hands over her cheeks sensually, “is something to be worshiped and adored. Not something you penetrate and defile. Unless it’s your nose or your tongue, I don’t want any part of you coming near my little rosebud. Do you understand me, John?”

To emphasize her point, Doe pushes her flawless ass into you and grabs a fistful of hair, forcing your face into her crack. Your nose settles over the asshole in question, and your face is engulfed. Struggling for a good breath of air, you try to answer her, and manage to get a strong smell of her ass and pussy in the process. The sound of your muffled reply seems pathetic, even to you.

Doe grinds her ass roughly into your face one more time, then releases you.

“I didn’t quite catch that, little ****.” she says sweetly. You’re shocked by her sudden acceptance into such a dominant role, but fear the consequences of being arrogant again.

“I said, ‘Okay, Doe. You win. I’m yours.” you manage weakly.

She grins devilishly at your sudden submission.