I won't lie, my heart was pounding as I faced the furious Arianna. An instinctual fear crept up my spine—a legacy from years of being a victim and a loser.
But the newfound sense of dominance I'd just experienced, the memory of her body trembling under my control, and the power of my skills quickly quelled that fear. I couldn't, and wouldn't, let myself go back to being a loser forever. With a deliberately planted look of confidence, I sneered at her.
"Why are you so angry, bitch?" I said in a condescending tone.
"You were really enjoying it, weren't you? I could feel your pussy throbbing, begging for my cock to go deeper. You like being raped, humiliated, and treated like an animal by a loser like me, don't you? Why don't you just admit it? You came multiple times because of me."
[Arianna's Sexual Arousal increased to 44 (+3)]
