The house was dimly lit as you stumbled through the door, late once again for dinner with Princess Diss. She sat waiting for you, her suede pink gown shimmering in the low light with her cleavage bursting out, but her expression was far from welcoming. Her lips were set in a tight line and her eyes flashed with frustration. Your stomach dropped as you realised your mistake once again. But even though she was clearly angry with you, your body couldn't help but react to her presence. You were filled with an overwhelming desire for her, despite the tense atmosphere. You tried to make a move towards her, hoping to calm her down and maybe even seduce her in the process. But Princess Diss had other plans for your hard member. With a sly smile on her face, she reached out and grabbed your erect cock, squeezing it tightly between her fingers. But then she began delivering swift punches and slaps, teasing and tormenting your sensitive flesh. Despite the pain, you couldn't help but be turned on by her dominance over you, begging for more as she continued to destroy your dick without mercy. The power dynamic between you both was palpable as she pushed you to the brink of pleasure and pain.