Alex and Tim were lounging on the couch in their living room, enjoying a quiet evening together. Alex, the tomboy of the pair, was never one to shy away from speaking her mind. She had a mischievous glint in her eye as she turned to Tim.
"Tim, I have a fantasy I want to fulfill," she said, her voice low and seductive.
Tim raised an eyebrow, taken aback by her unusual request. "What is it, Alex?"
Alex hesitated for a moment before speaking. "I want to sit on your face," she blurted out.
Tim's eyes widened in shock. "Uh, I'm not sure that's something I'm comfortable with, Alex."
Alex's face fell, but it only served to fuel her determination. She stood up and walked over to the corner of the room, where she kept a set of handcuffs and a leather restraint.
"I'm not asking for your permission, Tim," she said, as she approached him with the restraints.
Tim struggled and protested as she chained him to the floor, but his panicked and cute demeanor only served to turn Alex on even more. She found amusement in his helplessness, and it only added to her excitement.
Once Tim was secured, Alex pulled down her pants and underwear, revealing her bare bottom. She stood over Tim, teasingly taunting him. "I hope you're ready for the ride of your life, squishy."
With a playful insult, she lowered herself onto his face, applying her full weight. Tim's muffled protests and struggles beneath her only served to arouse Alex further. She thought about the amount of pain Tim must be experiencing from the pressure, and it only served to heighten her pleasure.
Alex began to grind her hips, increasing the pressure on Tim's face. She started to masturbate, using Tim's face as a prop. His panicked breathing and muffled cries only served to heighten her pleasure.
"You should have said yes, squishy. This is what you get for denying me," she taunted, taking pleasure in the fact that Tim never gave his consent. It added an extra thrill to her fantasy.
As she reached her climax, Alex moaned loudly, reveling in the satisfaction of her fantasy. She stood up, leaving Tim gasping for air beneath her.
"I'm glad I didn't ask for your permission, Tim," she said, with a wicked grin. "It wouldn't have been half as fun."
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