"What the<em>hell</em>do you<em>think</em>I mean by that?" she hissed, her anger showing through as she tugged on her hair a bit, bringing her lips closer "It means I<em>own</em>you, which you already admitted earlier.  It means you do what I say, you do it quickly, well, and eagerly, and when you're done, you say 'thank you mistress,' no matter what it is."<br/><br/>She rubbed her clit, pleasuring herself briefly, and it got just a bit bigger.  The clit itself was now a fair inch long, easy to find, and even easier to pleasure.  Another tug of her hair, getting her painfully closer, and the smirking woman's expression didn't change at all.<br/><br/>"So, last chance: get down there and make me cum with  those pretty little lips of yours and I might make what follows<em>enjoyable</em>." she said, glaring at her with eyes deceptively kind "But if I have to fuck your face - and believe me I'm getting off whether I have to force you or not - you will neither enjoy it, nor what follows... now obey your mistress or suffer the<em>consequences</em>."