"Yes you are" I twist your nipple harder and force your head back towards me and look at you in your tear filled eyes and lick a tear from your cheek..."you shouldn't be so surprised babe, you should have known this was coming".
I release my scissors hold and and my grip on your nipple and slowly rise to the floor as you lay still on the floor. "On your knees loser and hand over your top and those bottoms, I'm going to leave you with a reminder just in case you're crazy enough to challenge me again...I guess I've got to be cruel to be kind to you".
Curling up onto my side as you finally release your hold. Coughing raggedly, holding my aching ribs. Groaning weakly into the floor as you inform me that we're not done. I pound my fist impotently on the floor, humiliated, angry and utterly out of options. Struggling out of my sweaty, disheveled under things, I force myself to my knees. Depositing my outfit at your feet silently, head lowered. My tangled hair hanging before my eyes, hiding my puffy, swollen face.
