Sam frowned, struggling more as his movements only got rougher, and he spoke of how he owned her. As his tail moved her to grind her against him, she shut her eyes, grabbing his thighs to try and stop the movement, but he was right he was much stronger than her, and this was going to happen whether she wanted it or not. Tears welled up in her eyes as she realized this, threatening to fall down her pretty face. She flinched away from him as he nipped at her ear. Her eyes shot open and she stilled as he said he missed on purpose. So it wasn't an accident. She just kind of sat there, not sure what to think until his tails started poking at her panties. This made her whimper a bit and squirm. It also made her blush a bit.<br/><br/>She was about to answer why it was wrong when he asked her if she was a masochist. She shook her head furiously. She most definitely didn't like pain. But when he brought up furries she seemed a bit confused, but when he elaborated on being fucked by a wolf, she understood. She shook her head again. She definitely didn't want that either. She looked terribly worried as he pulled her back against her chest, but as he started teasing her nipple a small moan slipped out. Had she had the use of her hands, they would have clapped over her mouth, preventing any more noises, so she bit her lip instead. It was a good thing too, because the way he nibbled on her skin actually felt quite nice. She gasped as he turned her around, forcing her legs on either side of his. She just stared at him for a moment, still blushing. It really wasn't up to her if she was going to get it either way. The only thing that was up to her was whether she enjoyed it. Which, even if she didn't want to, she probably would if he was gentle and good enough. "I... uh..." She stammered, still staring into his eyes. "Well... I don't really want to... But, if...if you're going to do it anyways..." She trailed off, blushing a bit more as she looked off to the side at the floor.