C53 53

"On your knees, Bambolina"

Rosana gritted her teeth and clenched her fist, wishing she could strangle him. She had not even recovered from running like a madwoman and now, he wanted to choke her with his big cøck. What kind of punishment was that? She wondered, pouting her lips. And who the hell gave three counts for a person to run such a long distance?

Quietly