“Say it.” I hissed. Her red lips parted, each breath a labor of ecstasy, each exhalation a cry. “You win!” She mewled, her expression supplicant and lustful, “Now fuck me like you hate me!” I removed the chain that bound her ankles to her wrists, spread her legs, and held her upright against me, her bound hands forced upward behind my head by the chain that asian hung from the ceiling. Prestira’s back arched against me, her chest jutting forth bareback to display her breasts, jiggling in a circular dance as I drove into her. She tilted her moaning face and pressed her mouth to mine, her tongue wrestling with my own, trying to gain a small victory in her lustful defeat. I wouldn’t yield even a small concession, and I pulled her head from mine with a yank of her hair, and plunged my tongue into her mouth. With a final whimper, Prestira surrendered to me completely. I watched our brutal joining from the mirror on the wall. My cock was a piston, her swollen pink labia pulling outward with my retreat, only to be sucked back in with my thrust. I pressed her against the mirror, her breath fogging the glass as her tits squished against it. “Look at yourself, Prestira, what do you see?” “A dirty little slut getting what she deserves!” Prestira cried, the orgasm building within her. I pressed my lips to her ear. “Now kiss that dirty little slut.” Prestira tongued her reflection, her eyes closed in bliss as though the mirror was kissing back. The image of my defiant lover reduced to such a lowly state pushed me over the edge. I felt the pressure in my loins build past the point of pov no return, and I drove my last powerful thrusts into her, forcing her whole body to flatten against the mirror. Prestira panted like a bitch, fogging the glass before letting out a scream. I erupted inside of her. Our voices rang throughout the room as the last throes of our orgasm took hold of us, turning us into heaving beasts; wild eyes and thai gaping mouths, violence, power, and passion. Once our duet of perversion subsided, I removed the chains that bound Prestira. She collapsed on all fours, one of her legs still twitching, my seed leaking down her thighs. When she gained her composure, the witch stood up and adjusted herself in the mirror, smiling at me in the reflection without a hint of the challenge she’d showed me before. It was like she was a different woman completely; companionable, gentle and warm, but I knew better. She winked at me as though she read my mind (and she might have), and limped to the table to pull out a long, thin pipe. She packed the bowl with tobacco and took a drag, her body sinking languidly into her chair. “God, I needed that, Zander. 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