This was much less satisfying than he had hoped. He could likely stay up nights on end just thinking about how different this entire thing could have rolled out. He wasn't so much doing this for pleasure; it was for dominance. And she was certainly taking up a passive-aggressive stance. He hadn't experienced this before. All Otto wanted to do was finish. His thrusts kept coming, faster and faster, angrier and angrier until he finally stopped. Giving the woman a narrowed eyed glare, he struck her, hard, across the face. "Keep acting unimpressed, see what happens." He hissed, taking hold of her throat.