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</div>K’s nostrils flared, and her eyes sparkled with anger at the insinuation that she would ever give up and be broken by Siv and this wretched company. Her skin jumped and her slit became damper though as the black woman palmed the vulnerable skin of her stomach, making her feel like prey. K shivered when Siv pressed her lips to her ear, the whispers sending chills down her spine even as she tried to maintain her anger. “I think that--” her words were cut off by a gasp as Siv’s hand dipped lower to the sensitive skin above her groin.<i> I hate being called Puppy</i>, was what she had been going to say.<br/><br/>But Siv was right. In some ways, she already was broken. “...yes please. I do… want a treat,” K cast her eyes downwards and pressed her thighs together, wiggling her hips for the friction. She couldn’t believe she was playing along with this stupid game; it was humiliating, and it only made her shoulders tighten further with anger. It didn’t matter to her though, as Siv spread the lips of her sex open. Any contact with her pussy made her feel electrified from her nipples to her clit, deprived and tormented for the past week.<br/><br/>“Yes, ma’am, I’m already soaking wet,” K said, scarlet rushing to color her cheeks. She’d checked in the bathroom and standing up had only made the problem worse as wetness dripped out of her pussy and down her legs since Siv spread her open. The constant duality with Siv was enormously arousing, at one moment hurting her with teeth and the next soothing away the pain with her lips. It made K’s pussy clench involuntarily, no matter how much she wanted to resent the Company leader.