Command her to her knees
From Lord Of Utterdom
Her smirk and insolent attitude offend you. She doesn't seem to know her place.
"On your knees, you curr!" You command, reaching out to take hold of her hair.
With her free hand, and with alarming dexterity, she slaps your hand away before you can grasp her.
"No," she says, releasing your cock. "Pleasure yourself. No man holds control of me."
She turns to leave, and you reach out to grasp her again, but she stops in her tracks.
"Touch me, and you'll know the meaning of the word pain."
