A moan escapes from her lips as her resolve slowly crumbles even as she tried desperately to hold on

I can feel it, her will, her reslove... all floating away, a few more minutes, nah, seconds and she would be mine, she would give in to the pleasure and truely be defeated.

With a groan and a soft moan she bowed her head, a tear trickling out.
*After all what is there left to struggle for?* she realized.

I smile at her. "I see, your crying with joy." I mock her as I pull her up so she's sitting in my lap as I still easily manpulate her up and down on my cock as I lean in and start to lick and lap away at her senstive breasts, never ending her torment of pleasure.

She flushed red ashamed by the pleasure she's feeling

"Oh come now, your just showing your inner slut." I tell her, not letting up on her berating, her self loathing as I continued to work her body over, never ending my conquest of it.

"that isnt true..." she protested softly admidst the moans. Pleaserue dangerously taking her near the edge

"Oh, if you don't want this pleasure, want to deny it, why do you no longer resist, infact your body welcomes it, the body cannot act without the mind so that inner slut is obviously overwhelming what you want, it wants to be at the surface, to experince this." I tell her as I open my wide jaw and bite lightly into one of her breasts my toungue wrapping it complety up as he see saws back and forth over it.

Nisha finally calmed as the polles finished their work. She cant resists anymiore and somthing else was happening.

Lust was there... even if it was small flicker its was there

I continue to work her up, expertly to the very point of near climax and I keep her there as I kiss her. "Come on. Ask me for it, the release you desire." I tell her.

*she squeezed her eys shut. She knew what the monster was doing... it must probably take pleasure from the shame enveloping her.

"i.. wont go as low as that.." she murmurred her voice racked with gasps and moans

"Then I'll be the only one to enjoy myself." I tell her as I show no signs of changing my pace, altering what I was doing to her body, keeping her on brutal edge of cumming, hell a feather might be able to take her over from where I kept her and I refused to mover her that last tiny bit.

HEr body was screaming at her to stop. TO relax. It needed something. Frantically she tried to struggle.. till she cant take it anymore.

"please... finish it now!" she gapsed not beleiving what she was doing

"Finish what and how?" I ask her innocently as I keep it up.

"enough.... please... give it to e..." she squeezed her eyes shut as she moaned in frustration