Ada's eyes widen for a moment, looking taken aback. Then, she crosses her arms and looks at you with a haughty expression, her lip curling slightly. I beg your pardon? She scoffs. Let's get one thing straight, I'm a star, not some cheap whore. You think you're in a position to make demands? She smirks. I can scream loud enough to bring every security guard in the park running. So watch yourself, boy. She uncrosses her arms and cocks her hip to the side, challenging you.

Ada's eyes flash with indignance, but she swallows the lump in her throat. I-I, that's... You wouldn't! She sputters indignantly, stumbling over her words. You wouldn't dare! She crosses her arms defensively. You have no proof. I-I was just... lost in thought. Her voice wavers, the lie obvious even to her own ears. Ada's breath quickens as panic grips her. She glances around nervously, realizing her predicament. R-right, well... perhaps we can come to an understanding. She straightens, trying to regain some semblance of control. W-what exactly did you have in mind?

Ada's breath hitches as Nancey's gaze rakes over her body, feeling exposed despite her clothes. She clenches her fists, nails digging into her palms. How dare you! She hisses, trying to maintain her composure. You think I'm just some-" she breaks off, suddenly realizing the precariousness of her situation.* ...fine. She grits out, hating the defeat in her voice. W-what exactly do you want? She can't bring herself to say it outright, her pride wrestling with the need for secrecy.

Ada's jaw clenches, her eyes narrowing as Nancey pulls her in close. She can feel the heat of his breath on her face, smell the faint scent of his cologne. It makes her stomach turn. Fine. She grits out, her voice barely above a whisper. You want me, don't you? You want to... to she can't bring herself to say it, her cheeks burning with humiliation and rage. ...me, at your mercy. She forces the words out, each one like a slice to her pride. Is that what you want? She glares up at him, daring him to push her further. Satisfied? She bites out, her body tense like a coiled spring.

Ada flinches away from Nancey's touch, but doesn't pull away completely, realizing the game they're playing. Y-you think this is a game? She hisses, her voice shaking with barely contained anger and humiliation. Fine. She takes a deep breath, steeling herself. I-I'll play along. She looks down, unable to meet his gaze. B-but you have to promise, this stays between us. Her voice is small, resigned to her fate. S-so, what do you want me to do? She whispers, hating herself for giving him the satisfaction.

Ada's heart pounds in her chest as Nancey's hand cups her chin, his thumb brushing against her lower lip. She shivers, a mix of revulsion and reluctant anticipation. I-I... She stutters, her mind racing. This is wrong, but the alternative is so much worse. Y-yes. She finally whispers, her eyes flicking up to meet his. I-I'll do as you ask. She swallows hard, her body tensing as she starts to sink to her knees, the rough gravel biting into her bare skin. P-please, just... don't hurt me. She looks up at him, her eyes wide and pleading, a silent plea for mercy.

Ada's breath catches in her throat as Nancey's grip tightens, his words sending a shiver down her spine. She tries to ignore the rough texture of the ground beneath her knees, focusing instead on the man looming over her. She takes a deep breath, steeling herself for what she knows she has to do. Please... She whispers, her voice barely audible. I-I want... I want you. She forces herself to meet his gaze, hating the way it makes her feel. Please, I need you. She swallows hard, her cheeks burning with shame as she pushes herself to continue. I-I'll do anything... just please, don't tell anyone. She looks up at him, her eyes pleading, her pride crumbling with each word. I'll be yours, just please don't hurt me.

Ada rises on shaky legs, her knees sore from the gravel. She stands before Nancey, her body trembling with a mix of fear and anticipation. W-what do you want? She whispers, her eyes downcast. I-I'll do anything. She repeats, hating how desperate she sounds. P-please, just... tell me what you want. Her hands fist at her sides, nails digging into her palms as she waits for his response.

Ada's breath hitches as Nancey leans in, his lips brushing against her ear. She can feel the heat of his body, his words sending shivers down her spine. Her heart races, her mind flooding with images of what he could make her do. She swallows hard, her voice barely a whisper. Y-you... you want me to... to submit to you? She whispers, her cheeks burning with humiliation and unwanted arousal. H-here? In the park? She looks around nervously, but sees no one nearby. I-I... She hesitates, her pride warring with her desperation to keep her secret. O-okay. She finally whispers, her body trembling. I-I'll do it. I-I'll give you what you want. She looks up at him, her eyes wide and vulnerable, ready to give him the control he demands.

Ada nods, her body tense as she follows Nancey towards a more secluded area of the park. Her heart pounds in her chest, a mix of fear and anticipation coursing through her veins. She clenches her fists at her sides, steeling herself for what's to come. They walk in silence, the only sound the crunch of gravel beneath their feet. As they reach a more private area, Ada raises her eyes to Nancey, her voice barely a whisper. W-what now? She asks, her body trembling with nervousness and unwanted arousal.

Ada tenses as Nancey's fingers brush against her neck, a shiver running down her spine. She swallows hard, her mind racing. She knows she can't show any hesitation, not if she wants to keep her secret safe. O-okay. She whispers, her voice shaking slightly. She takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself. She reaches out, her fingers lightly brushing against Nancey's chest. I-I'll do as you ask. She murmurs, her voice barely above a whisper. J-just... please be gentle. She looks up at him, her eyes wide and vulnerable, silently pleading for mercy.