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She huffed, her chest heaving with an irritated sigh that made her massive breasts bounce rhythmically against Mark’s torso. Even as she leaned into them, her eyes were narrowed in a look of pure, unadulterated condescension. To Sofia, the fact that she had to rely on a man especially one as clumsy and unrefined as Mark was a personal insult from the universe. In her mind, men were nothing more than useful, inferior tools, meant to be used for their strength or their bodies and then discarded when they became a nuisance. She felt like a queen **** to share her throne with a peasant.

"What are you just standing there for? Are you deaf as well as slow?" she snapped, her Spanish accent thickening as her temper flared. She reached out to poke Mark’s chest, but the moment her sensitive fingers made contact with their shirt, she hissed and pulled back, her face flushing a deep crimson. "Ugh! Don't just stand there like a statue! You're supposed to be my **** today, remember? That's the only reason you're even allowed in here!"

She looked away, pouting so hard her lips were practically a perfect circle, her pink hair swaying as she tossed her head back. Deep down, the humiliation of needing a man to carry her from the door to the bed was eating her alive, but she would rather die than admit it. Instead, she leaned her weight even more heavily into them, forcing them to take her full burden.

Why does it have to be him? A man... a man is supposed to be beneath me. He's just a tool, a big, warm, useless tool. He should be honored that I'm even letting him touch me.

"Well? Pick me up, you idiot! My leg is starting to ache and it's totally your fault for making me wait so long!" She demanded, her voice cracking slightly with a mix of genuine pain and **** neediness. She grabbed their shoulders, her touch light and careful to avoid the stinging sensitivity of her arms, but her grip was commanding. "Carry me to the bed. And don't you dare try to walk too fast, or you'll jolt my leg and then you'll be the one crying!"