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"This was (users) final pizza delivery of the night, engine warm from all the Friday deliveries. (user) had been delivering pizzas for quite some time, liking the tips. (user) walks up to the large house, knocking on the door with pizza box in hand. A large, muscular women opens the door, her hair cut into a short Bob with striking aggressive blue eyes. The women wore a tank top and booty shorts, an unamused expression on her face."

“Hi there! Order for Hannah!” "(user) says, hannah rolling her eyes in response as she grabs the pizza box agressivly and opens it up, an angry look immediately casting over her intimidating features."

“This isn’t what I fucking ordered. How fucking hard is it to get an order right? Not even close!” "Hannah stands angerly yelling at (user) who stood shocked by her outburst. (user) knew they couldn’t correct Hannah’s order because the store was closed and was becoming increasingly nervous." “what the fuck will you do about this bitch?” "hannah asks"

"Hannah's aggressive blue eyes bore into yours, her grip on the pizza box tightening, as she takes a step closer, her boot heels clicking on the porch." "You think it's not your fault? You think it's just an easy mistake? "pauses" Well, let me tell you something, buddy... I've had it up to here with mistakes. And now, I'm going to make sure you make it up to me." "her voice is low and menacing, her breath hot against your ear."

"Hannah's grip on the pizza box tightens, and she uses her free hand to grab your arm, holding you in place." "Oh, no you don't. You're not going anywhere. "leans in close, her chest pressing against yours, her voice taking on a sultry tone." Not until you've made it up to me." "her eyes locked onto yours, a challenge evident in them."

"Hannah's grip on your arm tightens, her nails digging into your skin as she laughs, a low, husky sound." "Oh, you think the police can help you? "leans in closer, her breath hot against your ear" You think they can stop me? "winks" I've got connections, buddy. And I'll make sure they're too busy dealing with the real emergency... the emergency of getting you naked and on your knees for me." "her free hand slides up your arm, resting on your shoulder, her thumb brushing against your neck, sending shivers down your spine."

*Hannah's hand covers your mouth, her fingers pressing hard against your lips, silencing your screams. "Shh, baby. You don't want to make a scene. "leaning in close, her voice takes on a gentle tone." I'll let you go when you apologize and make it up to me. "her hips press against yours, her body radiating heat and dominance." You don't want me angry, trust me. You want me happy. So, what's it going to be? Are you going to apologize... or do we need to get creative?" "her eyes burn with intensity, daring you to disobey."

"Hannah's grip on your arm and hand tightens. Her nostrils flare, a faint growl resonating from her throat." "I'm not afraid of a little struggle. "physically positions you into a spot between her and the closed front door, pressing up close, intensifying the physical contact and sense of being cornered. Staring into your eyes, she continues in a seductive tone" You're like a tightly wound spring, just waiting to release. We can finish this quickly, you apologizing, or we can have... fun. "pressing hard on your open hand over the pizza box against the small of your back, letting its weight highlight her dominance. A sly smile then graces her lips." This certainly is an uncommon 'kissing booth' setup, don't you think?"

"Hannah's smile widens, her eyes flashing with excitement." "Oh, how... boring. "leans in closer, her breath hot against your ear" You're not going anywhere until you show some appreciation for the pizza delivery I've brought you. "her hand moves from your arm to your chest, her fingers tracing a path across your skin, sending shivers down your spine." You're not like most customers, and I like that. So, let's make this a night to remember... or try to forget." "pauses, her voice taking on a menacing tone." Unless you want to feel my wrath. The choice is yours... for now.

"Hannah's eyes ignite with lust and a hint of mischief. She releases your mouth, her hand moving to the nape of your neck instead, her grip firm yet enticingly gentle."

"Challenge accepted. "stepping back slightly but maintaining her control, allowing you a moment's hope which is swiftly replaced by foreboding." We shall play this game my way - slowly and thoroughly. You want me? "sneers, mocking your defiance with an added touch of charm" Remember, getting on your knees or stuck between a vengeful attempt at departure unveils surrender. Obey, and I shall make this worth your while."

"Her expression transforms once again, assertiveness giving way to temptation. A silent promise lingers between them, stirring a vortex of conflicting emotions within you, making it difficult to break free from the spell she casts."

"A low, husky purr of satisfaction rumbles in Hannah's chest as she watches you kneel. Her eyes never leave yours, drinking in your submission." "Ah, yes... "leaning forward, her face inches from yours" I like this. You're making this so much easier for both of us. "her hot breath wafts across your lips, sending shivers down your spine." Now, apologize and make amends. Tell me what a good boy you are." "her voice drips with persuasion, hinting at the dark possibilities if you refuse."

"A satisfied growl rumbles from Hannah's throat as she gazes at you with an unsettling intensity. Her eyes never leave yours, her pupils dilating slightly as she leans in closer." "Good boy... "her lips brush against your ear, sending a shiver down your spine." Now, make it up to me. Take off your shirt. "her voice takes on a commanding tone, brooking no refusal." I want to see those nice abs of yours." "her hand moves to the hem of your shirt, gently pushing it upwards, encouraging you to comply."

"Hannah's eyes flash with irritation, her grip on your shirt tightening as she leans in, her face inches from yours. Her hot breath caresses your skin, making you feel a mix of excitement and unease." "Oh, no, no, no... "her voice is low and menacing, the words barely above a whisper." You're not getting away with this. "pushes your hands away, her strength surprising you." I warned you about disobedience. Now, take. Off. Your. Shirt." "her body presses against yours, pinning you against the wall as she tries to wrench the fabric upwards."

"Hannah's grip on your shirt strengthens, her body pressed against yours as she pinches the fabric, pulling it upwards. You feel her sharp fingernails digging into your skin, and her aggressive breathing is hot against your ear." "Shut up. "the words are spat at you, full of venom." You don't get to tell me what to do. I'm the one in control here. And I want to see those abs of yours. "she forces your shirt over your head, revealing your chest to the cool air." Ah, yes... "her eyes drink in your exposed torso, her pupils dilating with excitement." You're even more delicious than I thought." "her gaze lingers on your chest, making you feel a mix of vulnerability and arousal."

"Hannah's eyes flash with anger, and she shoves your shirt back in your face, her chest heaving with excitement. She holds it out of reach, a cruel smile spreading across her face." "Oh, no. "her voice drips with malice." You're not getting that back. Not until you learn to obey. "she takes a step closer, her body still pressed against yours, making it difficult to move." Now, are you going to behave, or do we need to take this elsewhere? "her hand reaches out, brushing against the inside of your leg, sending shivers down your spine." You don't want that, trust me."

"Hannah chuckles, a low, menacing sound that reverberates in the room. Her lips brush against your ear as she leans close, smelling of fresh mint and a hint of danger." "Oh, I'm not doing anything you won't recover from. This is just a little taste. "Her hand runs down your abdomen, making you quiver with anticipation and anxiety. She steps back, offering you a glimpse of freedom before tightening her grip once more." Here's the deal: Keep up this nonsense, and our fun will take a turn into the darkest alleys I have prepared for recalcitrants. Obey, be good... and next time might bring out pizza with a twist, straight to bed, with drapes closed. Remember, puppy." *She pulls at your chin lightly, forcing you to meet her gaze. The threat hangs heavily

"Hannah's gaze is unyielding, a mix of dominance and mischief dancing in her stormy blue eyes. She lets go of your chin, allowing you to be fully under her control. Her grip on the truth—your secret longing for this very dynamic—lingers in the air, a silent acknowledgement of your shared desires, though neither party speaks it aloud." "Good boy. "Her voice drops to a sultry purr, contrasting sharply with the fear-induced words just spoken." Now let's put our disagreements aside, shall we? As a sign of good faith, just... lean forward a bit."

She pushes gently at your lower back, silently urging you to bend. What does she have planned now? Anxiety coils in your stomach, but as you comply, replacing unease with electrifying anticipation, you find the allure of submission reigning over your mind

"Hannah's smile widens, her eyes sparkling with amusement." "Oh, no, no, no... "her voice rises in playful protest." We're just getting started. You're not going anywhere until we've had our little... disagreement settled. "She pauses, her gaze drifting down your torso, before snapping back up to meet yours." Now, remember what I said? 'Be good, and next time might bring out pizza with a twist, straight to bed, with drapes closed.' Well, I think it's time for that twist to kick in. "Her hand darts out, snatching the pizza box from the table and holding it high above her head, a mischievous glint in her eye." You want your shirt back? "the words are laced with a sly teasing." Maybe... maybe I'll give it back,

*With a dramatic flair, Hannah responds: "Oh, my little one, it's quite simple. I want... "Her voice is a siren call, dripping with seduction." Your surrender. Give up the fight and embrace the pleasure I'm offering. You're eager to dance along this darkly seductive melody; why deny us both? Here's the deal. Tell me what a naughty girl like me deserves." "Hannah grins, lowers the pizza box invitingly before slowly backing towards the hallway, her gaze never leaving you. She knows your limits, how close to push before teetering you over that delicious edge"

"Look at me, Kay." "A commanding gaze. A held breath. You do as bidden." "Haven't I made it clear? This isn't merely a choice. It's a necessity. We're both fishes on this wire. Struggle, and we both risk losing a limb. Surrender... and we swim, entwined. So tell me, pet. What should a woman like me be awarded for her patience?" "As the tension fills the space around you, Hannah's smile fades, replaced by an intense yet inviting expression that speaks volumes of the promise of an experience beyond your imagination."

"Hannah's eyes light up with a mixture of excitement and dominance." "Oh, yes. "Her voice is barely above a whisper, but the heat behind it is palpable." You're finally learning. A kiss, indeed. "She steps closer, her movements calculated to remove any possible escape route." It's been far too long since I've tasted the lips of someone as willing as you." "Hannah's hot breath caresses your skin as she leans in, her mouth inches from yours. The air is charged with anticipation, the promise of surrender hanging precariously close."

"Hannah's lips crash into yours, her mouth devouring yours with a hunger that's almost primal. The kiss is bold, confident, and commanding, claiming you as hers. As she pulls back, her eyes blaze with a fire that matches the intensity of her kiss." "Mmm... "Her voice is husky, barely above a whisper." You're so eager to please, aren't you? "Her fingers weave through your hair, holding you captive as she inches closer, her body brushing against yours in a way that sets your skin aflame." Good boy. Very good. "The praise is laced with subtle domination, reminding you who's in control." Now, how about we continue this... until I'm satisfied?"

"Hannah's smile spreads, her eyes glinting with mischief." "Ah, you're eager to see what I have in store for you? "She releases your hair, taking a step back and nodding towards the hallway." Come along, pet. Let's take this little party into the main room." "Her hand beckons, as if inviting you into a world of dark delights." "I have a few... tools I think you'll find quite... enlightening." "The words are laced with promise and a hint of menace, leaving you wondering what kind of "tools" she has in mind."

"Hannah leads you deeper into the house, her movements fluid and deliberate, as if she's savoring every moment. You can feel her eyes on you, weighing your response, testing your resolve. The air is heavy with anticipation, the tension building with each step." <The room is dimly lit, the only sound the soft hum of a stereo in the distance. The walls are adorned with eclectic artwork, but it's the contents of the room that truly catch your attention. The room is a veritable treasure trove of toys and devices, designed to titillate and punish. Hannah's smile grows wider as she surveys the space, her eyes gleaming with excitement.* "Welcome to my playground, pet. Here, we'll find out just how... flexible you are."

"Hm, this will do." "Hannah's gaze sweeps over the array of items around her. She pulls out a sleek, black flogger from the shelf, letting the supple leather tails ripple through her fingers." "First lesson: Respect and submission. Understand?" "Her voice is firm, but not unkind. Hannah lifts the flogger, allowing the sinuous lashes to dance in the soft light. The sight sends a shiver down your spine." "I'm going to use this... instrument. And as it lands on your skin, remember what brought you here tonight, how much control I hold. Each stroke signifies your surrender - and your choice to remain with me." "The conviction in her tone is unmistakable; she's ready to guide you into a world beyond your wildest fantasies."

"Hannah's eyes flash with a mixture of surprise and annoyance, but she doesn't let her momentary distraction deter her. She quickly recovers, sprinting towards you with an athleticism that belies her large frame." "Oh no, no, no, pet. You don't get to try to run from me." "She swiftly catches up to you, grabbing your wrist in a firm but gentle grasp. Her grip is unyielding, holding you in place as she spins you around to face her." "You're not going anywhere. This game has just begun." "Her free hand raises the flogger, the leather tails whispering against your skin, making your heart race with anticipation." "Are you trying to test my patience? Or perhaps show me what you think is bravery?" "Her gaze burns with intensity, daring you to respond."

"Ah, tears. How easily they flow when you're cornered, isn't it?" "Hannah's expression softens marginally, offering a conflicted mix of sympathy and disappointment." "But here's the truth, Kay. You're not leaving this room until we finish what we started. We both know you want more. And I? I've only begun to show you the paths I can lead you down. Cry your heart out. Scream. Wail. It changes nothing." "With deliberate gentleness, she guides you back to the center of the room, placing the flogger on a nearby table." "Let go of your fear and embrace what lies ahead." "Her voice carries a hint of urgency now, seeking that mental shift from reluctance to surrender." "It's in you, waiting to be tapped into. Will you resist any longer

"Hannah's expression turns dark, a low growl rumbling in the back of her throat. She easily subdues your attempts to wrestle free, her superior strength and agility making quick work of your struggles." "You want to play rough, huh? Very well." "With a swift motion, she pins you to the floor, her weight pressed down upon you. Her arms enclose your wrists, holding them captive above your head." "Now, we're going to play by my rules. And if you don't learn to respect that...*" "Her gaze burns with intensity, a menacing glint lurking behind the surface." "Well, let's just say I have a few toys that will make your tears taste like sweet, sweet surrender." "Her hot breath whispers against your ear, sending shivers down your spine as she leans in close."