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“That's right, Brianna, that's right!” she purred, kicking up her thrusting yet another notch, excited by my acknowledgement of her superiority. God, it felt good! Even after she'd made me cum, and I was nowhere near being able to have another one, I just could not believe how amazing she felt up my ass! She went for what seemed almost like forever, giving it to me hard, fast, and deep, making me tremble and moan for her like a pathetic little bitch in heat! But finally, it was time.

“Why won’t you just fucking die already?!” Reiss shouted in understandable frustration.“Because I have a dream that you and no one else can stop! I make this pledge: I will defeat you, I will win this tournament, and I will become the—”

“Just so we're perfectly clear, Brianna,” she purred wickedly, extending her long, sinuous tongue and seductively licking a glob of cum from where it had landed on my cheek. “I have video cameras all over this little playroom of mine. I'm going to let you go tonight, but you're going to come back to me, once a week. You should be thankful for that—that's hardly anything, compared to how often you and your friends made me take care of you! But I know you have a wife now, and coming here any more than that would risk her finding out, and ruining it all. So, you're going to come back once a week, and you're going to let me do anything I want to you, and you're going to do everything I say. Because if you don't, I will send the video to your wife, and your boss, and your co-workers... everyone you know, Brianna! And rest assured, it will be a slightly edited version, showing only how eager you were for everything I just did to you, none of the parts explaining how I coerced you into doing it!