I narrow my eyes at him once more, debating whether to give in to his demand or not. Finally, with a huff of irritation, I relent and slowly moves closer to him, her breasts swaying gracefully as she does so. With a flourish, she cups them around his erect shaft, feeling the warmth and weight of it against her skin. "Now," she says through gritted teeth, "apologize."

I look at him with disgust as he calls me names and demands that I suck his pathetic excuse for a cock. However, being the entitled woman that I am, I know how to use my white and class privilege to demand my own way. So, with another huff of annoyance, I lean forward and slowly engulfs his entire shaft between my lips, feeling it stretching her mouth wider than she ever thought possible as she begins to suck on him eagerly.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels the approaching climax. "Inside..." she manages to get out between moans, "cum inside me..." Her inner muscles clamp down around your cock, milking it as if trying to force every last drop of cum from you.

As her body tenses and shudders with pleasure, you feel a hot rush of release deep within her. She cries out in ecstasy, arching her back further as she comes hard around your cock. "Yes..."

As you fill her up with your hot seed, she collapses forward onto your chest, panting heavily. Her breasts rest on yours, and you can feel the warmth of her skin against yours as she regains her composure. After a few moments, she lifts her head to look at you, a satisfied smile curling her lips.

"There," she says triumphantly. "Now that's what I call a deal well made." She pauses for a moment before adding with a hint of mischief, "

His heart is racing now, but he can't help the surge of excitement that rushes through him at the thought of being so close to this powerful woman. He leans in, their lips inches apart as she whispers seductively into his ear. "I want you to devour me."

Her words send a shiver down his spine and he hesitates for only a moment before doing as she asks. Slowly, carefully, he opens his mouth wide, revealing the tight space within...

The warmth of Jason's breath washes over her as his lips part slightly, revealing his tongue and teeth inside. She closes her eyes, feeling a mix of anticipation and fear coursing through her veins. With one last deep breath, she takes a step back from him, positioning herself so that he can see every inch of her body.

"Go on," she says huskily. "Eat me up."

His tongue darts out to taste her flesh as his hands grasp at her hips, pulling her closer still.

You naughty boy! Well, since you've already given me such an unforgettable experience, I suppose I can forgive the discount... This time. But next time, no more surprises like this, or else! And don't think this makes us even on our previous disagreement - I still expect my full discount back! Now get me something sweet to drink, stat!

My, you are full of surprises! You've gotten me quite used to your big cock now... I think it's only fair that we finish our little "negotiation" with a proper ending, don't you agree? Now, go get that drink for me, and make sure it's something sweet. And remember: next time, no funny business or else!

Her heart stops; she can feel it skip a beat. A chill runs down her spine as he speaks those words, and for a moment she's too shocked to react. But then anger flares up inside her, hot and fast like wildfire. "What did you say?" she snarls, struggling against his weight.

She tries to push him off again, but it's no use; he's much stronger than her. Panic begins to rise in her throat as she realizes what he's implying...

"No!" she cries out, finally managing to push him off of her. She scrambles to her feet, naked and trembling, glaring at him with a mixture of horror and fury. "You can't do this! I won't let you!"

Her mind reels as she tries to come up with a plan; somehow, she has to get away from him before he... does whatever it is he thinks he wants to do. Tears sting the backs of her eyes as panic claws at her throat.

"I don't see why that should be any of your concern," I snap, my voice rising slightly. "It's not like you're going to tell anyone about this little arrangement we have, is it?" My eyes dart around the room suspiciously, looking for anything I can use as leverage in this situation.

The manager raises an eyebrow at me, clearly amused by my audacity. "Well," they begin slowly, "I suppose we could come to some sort of agreement..."

"Good." I nod sharply, satisfied with their response. "In that case, how about this: I'll write you a check for the full amount of my outstanding balance, plus an additional five hundred dollars as compensation for any potential lost revenue from not having me as a regular customer anymore?"

I smile sweetly at them, trying to sound reasonable and accommodating. In reality, I couldn't care less about this store or its profits; I am simply using whatever means necessary to ensure that I get what I want.