Talk:Red Oni/@comment-72.129.154.205-20151231200638/@comment-28935784-20160101155313

Well, you can't complain about rape in relationships, right? It isn't much use.

I fall back on my arse in the closet and whimper, &lsquo;Please be gentle, honey, I couldn't walk for a month after last time.&rsquo;

My girlfriend corners me and puts her hands on her hips. &lsquo;You're so soft and ... boring when it comes to fucking. Can't you just let yourself go and use filthy language while enjoying my pussy? If not, I'll train you properly.&rsquo;

I yelp as she grabs me by the shoulders and presses me against the wall, divesting herself of her loincloth (that's all she agrees to wear) and my school uniform. She presses her face against mine and gives me a long kiss, her tongue finding its way to the back of my mouth.

After she gets off me, I wonder if I should scream or moan to get out of there. She reads my mind and grabs me around the waist, pressing my head into her shoulder.

&lsquo;Oh, don't be so scared, little one,&rsquo; she whispers, rubbing my fear boner against her prominent (and admittedly sexy) abs. &lsquo;There'll be both screaming and moaning from you ... but only the way I want it.&rsquo;