Ebon - Rae Cottoncandy & Bree: Missed Curfew 4k

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Rae Cottoncandy & Bree: Missed Curfew 4k

The living room fills with tension as Rae Cottoncandy storms in, her eyes ablaze with anger. She turns to face her roommate, Bree, who's just strolling in nonchalantly despite the sun peeking through the curtains. "You're late!" Rae spits out, hands on her hips. "How could you be so irresponsible?!"



Bree shrugs, a small smile playing at the corners of her lips. "It's not a big deal, Raey," she says, using Rae's nickname like a dull knife. The look on Rae's face twists into pure rage. She can't believe Bree doesn't understand the importance of punctuality!



Rae decides that it's time for a lesson Bree won't forget. She grabs her confused roommate by the wrist and drags her to the wrestling mat in the corner of the room. "You think you can just disrespect me like this?" Rae demands, her voice low and threatening. "You're going to learn your place, Bree."



The mat is soft beneath their feet as Rae towers over Bree, her giantess form looming ominously. "This is going to be a one-sided squash match," she warns, her voice echoing in the otherwise quiet room. Bree trembles beneath Rae's glare, unsure of what's to come.



With that, Rae launches into her punishment. She pins Bree down with her body weight, trapping her underneath her immense form. Bree gasps for air as Rae's thighs squeeze together, cutting off her oxygen supply. "I can't breathe!" Bree cries out, panic setting in.



Rae doesn't relent. Instead, she increases the pressure, pushing Bree further into submission. She shifts her weight, trapping Bree's hands between them so she can't escape. The room fills with the sound of Bree's muffled pleas for mercy as Rae continues to dominate her.



The scissorholds are relentless, and Bree can feel herself losing all power. Finally, Rae decides to mix up her tactics, pinning Bree's face between her breasts and sitting on her chest. Bree gasps for air, her cheeks turning red as she struggles against the immovable weight of Rae's body.



Throughout it all, Rae remains cold and unyielding. She doesn't speak, instead using her body language and the intensity of her gaze to convey her dominance. Bree is reduced to a whimpering mess, exhausted both physically and emotionally.



Finally, after what feels like an eternity, Rae lifts herself off Bree. The relief is instantaneous, and Bree gasps for air, coughing as she tries to catch her breath. "Are you sorry?" Rae demands, her voice low and menacing.



Bree nods furiously, tears streaming down her face. "I'm sorry, Rae," she manages to choke out between gasps. "I'll never be late again, I promise."



Rae studies her roommate for a moment, assessing her sincerity. Finally, she nods once. "Good," she says, turning on her heel and leaving the room. Bree lies there on the mat, shaking and exhausted, but grateful that the punishment is over. She vows to herself that she'll never cross Rae again, knowing full well the consequences of her actions.

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