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She's angry, and he's paying the price. Her hand, a blur of motion, pumps his cock with a speed that belies her size. Her other hand, like a vice, squeezes his balls, drawing them up tight. His grunts of pleasure-pain fuel her dominance. She leans in, her breath hot on his ear, "You won't cum until I say so, slut." His body tenses, fighting the urge to explode, as she pushes him to the edge, then pulls him back, over and over. Her nails rake down his chest, leaving red welts, as she works his cock, her grip slippery with his leaking pre-cum. He's her plaything, and she's determined to make him beg for release.