C70 Good girl

“If you don’t answer me, this stops,” I said. Her eyes widened but she kept thrusting her hips forward. “Are you listening to me?” I asked. She nodded. “Words, Princess.”

“Yes, Shane,” she whimpered.

“Are you a little slut?” I asked.

“I-I—,” she stuttered and looked at me with panicked eyes. Even through the haze of euphoria she was experiencing I could see the shame flash in her eyes