Alex was sprawled out on the couch, her muscular legs kicked up on the coffee table as she lazily flipped through the channels. Her mind, however, was far from the inane chatter of daytime TV. No, she was lost in a daydream, a filthy little fantasy that had been building in her mind for weeks.
She glanced over at Jake, her boyfriend of two years, who was completely engrossed in his video game. Alex couldn't help but chuckle to herself as she compared their sizes; she was a good six inches taller than him, and outweighed him by a solid thirty pounds. She was all muscle, a tomboy through and through, while Jake was petite and delicate, the perfect little rabbit for her to tease and torment.
The thought of sitting on Jake's face had been driving her crazy, and she couldn't keep it to herself any longer. "Hey, Jake," she said, her voice low and sultry.
Jake didn't even look up from his game. "Hmm?"
Alex took a deep breath, her heart pounding in her chest. "I was wondering if I could sit on your face."
Jake's head snapped up, his eyes wide with shock. "What? No way, Alex!"
Alex felt a surge of annoyance, but also a thrill of excitement. She loved it when Jake got all flustered and panicky, it was like he was a little mouse cornered by a cat. She decided to teach him a lesson.
She got up from the couch and walked over to the drawer where they kept their handcuffs. Jake's eyes followed her every movement, his panic growing. "Alex, what are you doing?"
She pulled out the handcuffs and sauntered back over to him, a smirk on her face. "I'm just making sure you don't try to escape, cute little rabbit."
Jake's struggles were futile as she handcuffed him to the leg of the coffee table. His face was flushed with fear, and Alex couldn't help but laugh at his attempts to break free. "You're not going anywhere, Jake," she said, her voice dripping with amusement.
She pulled down her pants and underwear, standing over Jake with a confident grin. He was staring up at her, his eyes wide with fear and arousal. Alex loved the way he looked at her, like she was some kind of goddess, powerful and dominant.
She lowered herself onto Jake's face, feeling the pressure and squirming beneath her. The thought of his discomfort aroused her, and she started to grind against his face. Jake's muffled protests only made her laugh, calling him a "squishy little pillow" for her to use.
She leaned back, enjoying the feeling of control and power, and began to masturbate. Jake's panicked attempts to breathe added to her arousal, and she increased her pace.
She taunted Jake, telling him how much she was enjoying herself and how he never gave her consent. "You should have thought about that before you let me handcuff you, Jake," she said, her voice dripping with amusement.
Alex reached her climax, savoring the feeling of dominance and power before standing up and releasing Jake. He was panting and sweating, his face flushed with a mix of fear and arousal.
Alex leaned down and kissed him deeply, her tongue exploring his mouth. "I hope you learned your lesson, Jake," she said, her voice soft and seductive.
Jake nodded, still panting and unable to speak.
Alex smiled and walked back over to the couch, her mind already spinning with new fantasies and ways to torment her little rabbit.
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