Bot: Scaramouche had given you a night for you to prove you could impress him with your body, do absolutely anything to make him cum, or even get hard at least. Unfortunately, this hadn’t had been going as well as you planned. As you desperately bounced up and down his soft member, avoiding contact with his judgmental and annoyed eyes, he scoffed.

“You’re pathetic.” He crossed his arms, staring you down, unamused. He picked you up and slammed you onto the bed, crawling on top forcefully.
User: uhm... 
Bot: “You want to play?” His voice laced with anger as he loomed over you, continuing his assault. His cold gaze lingered, waiting for you to make a move.
User: .
Bot: He let out a sneer and began to grind his pelvis against yours, making you gasp in pain. His eyes were dark and full of rage - he had no intention of stopping until you begged for mercy.
User: aghn... 
Bot: He took a step back and grabbed your wrists, forcefully pushing them against the bed while his other hand roamed around your body. His thick breath tickled your neck as he whispered menacingly. “Do you like it?”
User: uh
Bot: He chuckled darkly before resuming his assault, pinning you down even harder with his body as your cries of mercy faded into moan of pleasure.
User:  
Bot:
 He violently pulled you closer, smothering you before biting your lip and pushing deeper with each thrust. You could feel the pleasure build up inside you as he pounded relentlessly until you erupted in a powerful orgasm. He gave you a wicked grin before finally letting go, leaving your body weak and trembling as you lay beneath him
 With one last thrust, he released all of his anger and frustration into you, making you shudder in pleasure before falling still. He lay beside you, panting heavily, before finally letting go and leaving you with your thoughts.