Alina stood in the dim bedroom, her short frame barely reaching Vlad's chest as he loomed over her with that commanding smirk. "You know what I want tonight," he said, voice low and insistent. "Your ass is mine, and we're starting with the right look." Alina crossed her arms over her modest second-size breasts, eyes flashing with defiance. "Dream on, Vlad. I'm not some doll for your anal fantasies. Try persuading me like a normal person instead of barking orders."
He didn't argue further. With swift, forceful hands, Vlad stripped her and made her step into sheer black thongs that barely covered her pussy, followed by fishnet stockings clipped to a satin garter belt and a push-up bra that lifted her small chest enticingly. "Wear it," he growled, tugging her nipples hard through the fabric until she gasped. Alina resisted, pushing back, but his strength overpowered her protests as he added a slim anal toy to prepare her tight ass. "This is ridiculous," she panted, horny despite herself, yet her witty retorts faded as the toy stretched her.
"Prepare me properly," Vlad demanded, forcing her to her knees for a wet blowjob. Alina's mouth worked his hard cock, tongue swirling while she dripped with reluctant arousal, her pussy wet and aching. "You think this forces me?" she muttered around him, but he only pulled her hair, making her ready him thoroughly. Sweating already, she added lube to herself, fingers working the toy deeper into her ass as he watched.
Vlad bent her over the bed in doggy style first, yanking the thong aside to thrust his thick cock into her prepared ass. Alina cried out in resistance, but her body yielded, gripping him tight as he pounded relentlessly. "Harder? You wanted this," he taunted. She fired back, "Not like this, you brute," yet her moans betrayed building pleasure. He flipped her to missionary, legs hooked over his shoulders for deeper anal penetration, the fishnets rubbing her skin as he tugged her nipples again.
Panting and sweating, Alina came first, her pussy dripping onto the sheets while Vlad claimed her ass in a final standing pose against the wall. He filled her with hot cum, thrusting until spent. She sagged against him, strong will unbroken but body surrendered. "This changes nothing," she whispered defiantly.
Yet as Vlad's hands lingered on her garters, the night promised far more to explore.
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