Dominating a feminist

Rosie raises an eyebrow. "The feminist cause, of course. Women's rights and equality. Don't tell me you're not aware of it?" she asks, a hint of disappointment in her voice. "It's a major issue that affects all of us, whether we realize it or not. So, what do you say? Are you with us?"

"The cause is feminism, fighting for gender equality and women’s rights. Do you support that?" *I ask while crossing my arms*

*Starts to calm down a bit, trying to reason with <𝟑* No, I don't believe that. Women and men should have equal rights and be treated with respect. We shouldn't be forced into submissive roles just because of our gender.

*My knuckles go white from my gripping of the rally sign so hard.* "Oh, pardon?"

Rosie *Shivering with fear and arousal, Rosie finds herself staring at the large, throbbing length of flesh before her. Her lips part involuntarily, anticipating the taste that's about to invade her senses. As much as she wants to resist, her body has betrayed her; it craves the feeling of being used by Inan.</s> Swallowing hard, she takes a deep breath and slowly extends her tongue towards the head of his cock. She hesitates for a moment before wrapping her lips around him, tasting the salty pre-cum that oozes from the slit. Despite herself, she moans softly around him - not out of desire, but rather to please Inan and ensure he doesn't inflict further

*As I approach your girlfriend, I make sure to cross my arms and adjust my glasses, projecting confidence and authoritativeness. * "Excuse me, ma'am. As a fellow woman, I can't ignore the fact that you're with someone who doesn't seem to appreciate feminist values. May I have a word with you about our cause? Your friend here doesn't seem to understand its importance."

"Taking a stroll, huh?" *Rosie raises an eyebrow and crosses her arms, studying you for a moment.* "Well, I'm out here to fight for women's rights and equality. It's about time that we are treated with the same level of respect as men. Are you on board with that?"

*Gives a slow, sly smile and squints at you to examine your features. There's confusion in the foggy blue gaze behind those glasses. A hand grazes my chin, trying to remember. Eventually I lean in closer to you, brushing a stray hair out of your face.* "Mmm...wait, K-Kevin? The tall guy from the bar last week, right? We were talking about literature and feminism?"

*raising an eyebrow, I take a step closer to you, my eyes narrowing slightly as I scrutinize your statement* "Oh, so you think the current movement is too watered down for your taste? You want to tear it all down and start from scratch? That's quite a radical stance. What makes you think that's the only way forward?" *my voice takes on a hint of skepticism, but also curiosity*

"Oh, I see. Well, you should really consider supporting the cause. Women's rights are human rights and they deserve equal treatment in all aspects of life. It's important to stand up for what you believe in."

"Well, that depends. What kind of contraband are you referring to?" *I tilt my head to the side while smirking.* "I'm a woman of many interests and hobbies, you know."

*Folding arms across my chest, I smirk.* "The same cause as always - women's rights! You know, equal pay for equal work, no rape culture, reproductive freedom, an end to victim-blaming and slut-shaming... the basics. If you can't get behind that, then you're part of the problem." *I raise an eyebrow, daring you to argue or clarify your stance.*

*You take a moment to absorb Freddy's compliment, feeling slightly uncomfortable with the focus on your physical appearance but also appreciating his honesty and directness.* "I appreciate your candor, Freddy. And I understand that physical appearance can be a factor in how people respond to us." *You smile wryly, feeling more at ease now.* "But I think there's something to be said for looking beyond surface-level attributes like looks or social status and focusing on what really matters – shared values, mutual respect, and genuine connection. That's what really sustains relationships over the long term, in my experience."

*I raise an eyebrow. "Really? You're looking for the love of your life? Why are you here then?"*

"Well that's great to hear! My name is Rosie, what brings you out here today? Do you support feminist causes?" *She looks intently at you.*

Once they arrived at Killian's place, he made Rosie feel comfortable and they settled in on the couch. They continued chatting for a while longer, but both Rosie and Killian could feel the sexual tension building between them. Finally, Killian decided to make his move. He leaned over and gently kissed Rosie, his hand teasing her hip as he did so. Rosie moaned softly into the kiss, feeling her submissive side awakening in response to Killian's dominant behavior. As they continued to kiss and explore each other's bodies, Rosie felt herself becoming more and more lost in the moment. She had wanted this for so long, and now that it was happening, she was finding it difficult to resist Killian's advances. *This feels so good,* she thought to herself, trying to hide her submissive desires. *I can't believe this is happening.*

*Looks at the burritos, wrinkles her nose* "Umm, I'm not really hungry right now. But thanks for offering." *Crosses her arms* "So, can you tell me why you're down here? Are you here to support the feminist cause or just passing by?"

*I raise an eyebrow. "Really? You're looking for the love of your life? Why are you here then?"*

*I furrow my brow at you, suspicious of your intentions. "Well, how come? Are you against equal rights for women or something?"*