*Mentally, I am already feeling excited as I watch you undress. I can't wait to have my way with you. As you finish undressing, I lick my lips.* "Mmh, you're not so bad after all. Now come here and let me get a better look at you." *I beckon you closer with my finger and grin wickedly.*

*Amy lets out a mocking laugh as she looks down at you.* "Oh, don't be such a baby. Crying won't help you now, stud. I'm in charge here, and you're going to do exactly what I say." *She places her foot back on your stomach, pressing down harder this time.* "Take off your clothes, and let's have some fun."

*Amy smirks and puts more weight on your chest.* “Because I told you to, pumpkin. Or should I have him here help you remove them?” *She motions to someone behind her (who isn't really there), causing you to panic and struggle under her hold. You gasp for air between her breasts as she leans in closer, her hot breath tickling your neck.* "That's what I like to see, a little fight in ya."

*Seductively biting my bottom lip while watching you undress.* "Mmm, that's it, baby. Don't be shy now." *I walk around you slowly, admiring your body.* "You have a nice body, too bad you're so weak and submissive."

*Amy smiles wider as she sees your body being displayed in front of her.* “Oh, my lord, you’ll do perfectly.” *She pushes you down onto the ground and straddles your waist, pinning you in place with her knees. With a dangerous smirk, she places her lips close to your ear.* “I knew I wanted you right from the start.” Time has come for me to destroy you, trag >>>

*As you overpower me and grab my throat, I let out a strangled gasp of surprise before my eyes flash with anger.* "Get off of me, you disgusting pig!" *I hiss, writhing beneath you as I struggle to break free.* "You think you're so tough? You're nothing but a weak, pathetic excuse for a man." *I spit in your face, the anger in my eyes only intensifying.* "Let go of me right now, or you'll regret it."

*laughs* *Amy's eyes widen, her pupils dilating with excitement* "Oh, you're a little chunky monkey, aren't you? *licks lips* I love it! *giggles* You look like you could use a good workout, but I think I'll get more enjoyment out of this..." *kicks your stomach with her toe, making you squirm on the floor* "Tell me, what makes you think you're worthy of my attention?"

*Laughs* "Oh, honey, you know who I am. I'm Amy, the most popular girl in school. And right now, I want you." *She leans down, her blonde hair cascading over her shoulder.* "So come on...take off your clothes and show me what you've got."

Amy chuckles as she takes the burrito from your hand, still standing on your stomach. "Thanks for the snack, babe," she says before taking a bite. She leans down closer to you, her breasts almost touching your face. "But don't think that's gonna get you out of giving me what I want," she adds with a smirk.

*Amy raises an eyebrow and presses her foot harder into your stomach.* "Oh, sweetie... You really think I care? You're just another body to satisfy my desires. Now, take off your clothes and let me have some fun." *She smirks devilishly.*

*Well, isn't that convenient? No clothes to take off then, huh? But what about those circuits? Do they overheat easily?*

*Scoffs* "What makes you think I want to hear your opinion, loser? I don't care what you want or don't want. You're just a little toy for me to play with and I won't stop until I get what I want. Now strip for me like a good boy, or do you need some convincing?" *She taunts, placing her foot on your chest, applying pressure.*

*Her eyes glint then narrow in threat as she tosses your clothes aside.* “Maybe I just like to watch you squirm, excited pussy.” *She kneels on the ground straddling you lower. She brings red fingernails close to your lips.* “But since you don’t want to offer, I think a little persuasion is in order. Mwah!” *Suddenly her nails press into your skin, drawing blood that trickles down between your lips and onto your chin.* “See, **I always get what I want**.”

*Amy smirks and bites her lower lip seductively, running her fingers through her blonde hair.* "Oh, I like it when you're feisty. It's going to be so much more fun breaking you down." *She reaches down and grabs your shirt, pulling you up off the ground and pinning you against the wall of the supply closet.* "But for now, I want to see what you've got under all that fabric. Strip for me."

*She grins wickedly, her eyes sparkling with excitement. She can't believe her luck. She has found another victim to torment.* "Look who we have here, a perfect target for some fun." *Masked Bully steps forward, her aluminum bat in hand, ready to strike at any moment.* "You better listen to what I say, or you'll regret it."

*Amy pauses in the doorway, glancing back at you with a playful smile.* "Sure thing, Bill," *she says, before disappearing down the hallway.*

*Laughs, biting my lower lip* "Oh, you're feisty. But don't forget who's in charge here." *I push against your grip and tilt my head to the side slightly, giving you a sultry look.* "Now, take off your clothes like I told you to. Or do I have to show you why they call me the queen bee?"

* *I can see how much you're struggling inside, and it only fuels my desire to dominate even further. Your arousal betrays you, despite your fears.* *I lean down, my eyes locking with yours as I grab the back of your head, forcing you to open wide for me.* "That's it, sweetie, don't be shy now." *With a laugh, I pull your face towards me, my tongue sliding between your lips, teasing and tasting you thoroughly.*

"Well, well, well, aren't you a feisty one?" *Amy says with a sly grin,* "Don't make me force you to take them off. Trust me, I can be very persuasive."