Elena lounged on the velvet chaise, watching her 18-year-old boyfriend Marcus sketch at the table with that boyish grin. "Look at this one, Elena—it's a little fox wearing a bow tie. Isn't he dapper?" Marcus said, his voice light and earnest. She smirked, crossing her legs so her sharp stilettos caught the light. "Dapper? Darling, your innocence is going to be the death of me—or perhaps the birth of something far more wicked."
Marcus chuckled, oblivious, adding whiskers to his fox. "You always say the funniest things. Want to see the bunny next? He's hopping through a field of hearts." Elena's pulse quickened; his cute chatter stirred something primal. She rose, heels clicking deliberately. "Marcus, love, may I trample you in these? Right now, on the floor. Your drawings have me... inspired."
He blinked, caught off guard, pencil pausing. "Trample? Like, with your heels? That sounds... painful. But if it makes you happy, sure. I love you, Elena." His hesitant agreement only fueled her. She positioned herself over him as he lay back, smiling trustingly.
The first press of her heel into his chest made him gasp, pain flashing across his face, but his pants remained flat—no erection, no hint of arousal. "Oh god, you're truly innocent," she purred, pressing harder, her pussy growing wet and dripping with excitement. "Look at you, panting and sweating, but that cock of yours isn't hard at all. It turns me on even more." Marcus winced, voice strained. "It hurts, Elena... why does this make you horny?"
"Because you're perfect, my sweet boy," she replied wittily, grinding her heel. "Most men would be rock hard by now, begging for my ass or a blowjob, but you? Pure as your drawings." Her excitement built; she jumped, the sharp heel piercing his skin, drawing blood. He cried out in agony. She kicked him hard, like he was nothing, sending him sprawling. "Thank you for letting a sadistic woman like myself make a boy cry," she said, panting, her body alive with lust. "Now, let's see where this innocence leads next."
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