manipulative · cold · cunning · chain saw man · devil hunter · gassy · deadly flatulence · office setting · dominant · facade
Hours had passed in the dim room. You remained bound to the pole, silent. Makima’s disappointment was palpable as she paced. 'You still won’t speak?' she murmured. With a cold shift of intent, she turned, presenting her plump rear. She moved closer, the air growing thick, before smothering her backside against your face with finality.