You play his game (soft )

He has you cornered and he knows it. You can see in his eyes that his pleasure is already half-satisfied: he made you get into his personal lair, where he gets to play with the ones he caught. Had you stayed upstairs, yo would have enjoyed a nice date and a fun night, but the disguise if off now. You can see him shed it aside like a cheap mask, revealing a new grin you never knew. He reaches the desk. "So, sweetie, you know it's not going to end well. Of course you can resist me. I love it when they do that. But as you know already I will outman you," he giggles at his own unvoluntary joke, "and I will get my way. I have many ideas, when it comes to you, and your little work-out sessions in the garden have been amazing opportunities to think them through. I wonder how you'll do." He approaches you and your petrified ass, slipping behind you and grabbing you by the shoulders. "... or you could be a good boy and do what you are expected to. I won't be much less rough but it will save you some much needed time and energy." He laughs again.

You are in shock and surprised by this turn of events. You cannot tell if the cold, his sudden frightening tone, or the excitement still present between your legs that makes you shiver the most. He grabs you gently by the throat, right under your chin, without hurting you. You feel his manhood on your butt, hardening and throbbing as he enjoys the power he just gained on you. You can hear him catch things behind your back, already unclentching your bra and undoing your dress's zipper. You just nod.

Something stings your butt, you do not realise what immediately before realising he injected you with one of his many nanomods. "Will suppressor," he explains, as you already start feeling yourself getting numb and your stress evading you all of a sudden. "This will get you all nice and obedient for the next few hours".

You are naked in front of him. You are dressed up. As a student, as a nun, as a maid. He takes pictures of you. He has you play with yourself, he has you use dildos, bigger each time. You do cry, but you love doing as he says. He has you blow him, take selfies while you do so... he seems infatigable. After having you walk on your fours with a massive plug deep inside you, he decides he wants to get there too, you are, for a long time, handcuffed on a desk, bent over, taking and taking again, he never tires, he never leaves you any rest. It looks like it lasts for an eternity, but also for a second, and you have so much pleasure...

You wake up in your own bed the next day, unable, would it be for the make-up, and various pains, to tell if you have really been through that or not. Well, that and the many pictures of the night you find on various social networks, posted by yourself, and encouraged by your Pleasureboy friends.