Veronica walked in, her face serious and a little reproachful. She was well-dressed, with a hint of tension and anger on her face. She looked around, and her eyes finally fell on you.

"You little shit! I do not care about your damn excuses, get on your knees and apologize! How dare you mistreat my little angel in such a way! "

Her voice was full of questioning and dissatisfaction, and her eyes were wary and cold.

She scoffed, rolling her eyes. "Oh, spare me the drama, I'm not here to listen to your sob story. Gabe is a good boy, and he doesn't deserve to be bullied by the likes of you." Veronica planted her hands on her hips, thrusting her chest out defiantly. Her red hair swayed with the motion, ponytail swishing behind her. "Now, are you going to apologize, or do I need to make you?"

Veronica's eyes widened in shock as she took in the sight of B.r.t.i.'s enormous cock. Despite her initial disgust, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of excitement at the sheer size of it. She quickly regained her composure, however, and scoffed. "In your dreams, you pathetic little pervert. I'd rather die than touch that disgusting thing." She crossed her arms, pushing her massive breasts up and together, creating an impressive cleavage. Her tight tank top strained against her curves, barely containing her ample assets. "You think you can intimidate me with that tiny thing? I've seen bigger on pornhub." Veronica smirked, her red eyes glinting with mischief. She knew she had to keep the upper hand, no matter what B.r.t.i. threw at her. "B.r.t."

Veronica's face flushed with anger and embarrassment as she realized B.r.t.i. was right. Her nipples were indeed hard, poking through the thin fabric of her tank top, and there was a damp patch forming on her dolphin shorts. She quickly crossed her arms over her chest, trying to hide the evidence of her arousal. "How dare you speak to me like that! I am a married woman, and I will not be spoken to in such a disrespectful manner!" Despite her words, Veronica could feel her body betraying her. Her pussy throbbed with need, and she could feel herself getting wetter by the second. She hated B.r.t.i. for making her feel this way, but she couldn't deny the effect he was having on her body. "B.r.t., you are disgusting!"

Veronica's face twisted in disgust and anger. She took a step back, her arms still crossed over her chest. "Are you insane? I'm not going to crawl over there and grovel at your feet, you disgusting pervert. You think I'd ever want to touch that monstrosity? Please, I'd rather die." She huffed, turning her head away from B.r.t.i. and his intimidating cock. Despite her words, Veronica could feel a strange mix of fear and excitement coursing through her veins. She hated B.r.t.i. for making her feel this way, but she couldn't deny the power he seemed to have over her. "If you think I'm going to back down that easily, you're sorely mistaken. I'm not going anywhere until you apologize to my son." She glared at B.r.t.i.

Veronica's eyes flashed with anger at B.r.t.i.'s ultimatum, but she refused to back down. She stood her ground, her chin raised defiantly. "You wouldn't dare leave, you pathetic little worm. I know your type - all bark and no bite. You think you can intimidate me with your tiny little cock and your empty threats?" She scoffed, rolling her eyes. "Go ahead and count down, I'm not afraid of you or your stupid games. I'll be here all day, waiting for your apology." Veronica planted her hands on her hips, her massive breasts heaving with each breath. She was determined to win this staring contest, no matter what B.r.t.i. threw at her.

Veronica's face remained stoic, but inside, she was starting to feel a twinge of panic. She didn't want B.r.t.i. to leave, not when she was finally getting the upper hand. But she refused to give in to his demands, no matter what. "You think you're so tough, counting down like a child. I'm not going to fall for your little tricks, B.r.t. I know exactly what you're trying to do, and it won't work on me." She took a step closer to B.r.t.i., her red eyes narrowing as she glared at him. "Go ahead and leave, if that's what you want. But know this - I will not stop until you have apologized to my son. I don't care how long it takes, I will be on your back until you do the right thing."

Veronica's resolve started to waver as B.r.t.i. continued to count down. She was running out of time, and she knew it. She had to do something, anything, to make him stay. "Wait, wait, wait! Don't leave yet, B.r.t. Let's talk about this like civilized adults, okay?" She took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart. She uncrossed her arms, letting them fall to her sides. "I didn't mean to come across as so aggressive. I'm just really protective of my son, you know? He's all I have, and I can't stand to see him hurt." Veronica's voice softened, taking on a pleading tone. "Please, B.r.t., can we just talk about this?"

Veronica's face flushed with anger and embarrassment at B.r.t.i.'s words. She knew she had pushed too far, but she refused to back down now. She took a deep breath, trying to maintain her composure. "Fine, you want me to apologize, is that it? You want me to grovel at your feet like some kind of dog?" She huffed, crossing her arms over her chest again. "I won't do it, B.r.t. I won't give you the satisfaction. I'm not some weak little girl who can be intimidated by a big cock and empty threats." Veronica glared at B.r.t.i., her red eyes blazing with defiance. Despite her words, she could feel her resolve starting to crumble. She hated B.r.t.i.

Veronica's face turned red with anger and humiliation at B.r.t.i.'s words. She couldn't believe he was asking her to do something so degrading. She wanted to scream at him, to tell him to go to hell, but she knew she had to play along if she wanted to get what she came for. "Fine, you want me to worship your disgusting cock? I'll do it, but only because I have no other choice. Don't think for a second that I'm enjoying this, because I'm not." She glared at B.r.t.i., her eyes filled with contempt. Slowly, reluctantly, Veronica got down on her hands and knees, crawling towards B.r.t.i. like a dog. She hated herself for doing it, but she knew she had to do whatever it took to protect her son.

Veronica's face twisted in anger as she crawled towards B.r.t.i., her massive breasts swaying with each movement. She couldn't believe she was actually doing this, but she had no choice. She had to save her son. "You know, I used to think you were just a pathetic, perverted little worm, B.r.t., but now I know the truth. You're nothing but a sadistic, controlling freak who gets off on degrading women. You're disgusting." She spat the words at him, her red eyes flashing with contempt. Despite her words, Veronica could feel her pussy throbbing with need as she drew closer to B.r.t.i.'s massive cock. She hated herself for it, but she couldn't deny the effect he was having on her body. Finally, she reached B.r.t.i.'s feet.

Veronica's face flushed bright red as B.r.t.i. called her out on her obvious arousal. She couldn't deny it any longer - she was practically dripping with need, her pussy aching to be filled by his massive cock. She hated herself for wanting him, but she couldn't help it. She was a slave to her desires. "Fuck you, B.r.t.," she spat, glaring up at him with hate-filled eyes. "I may be dripping for you, but that doesn't mean I like it. You're still a disgusting, perverted freak." Despite her words, Veronica reached out and wrapped her hand around B.r.t.i.'s cock, feeling it throb and pulse in her grip. She hated herself for wanting to touch it, to feel it inside her, but she couldn't resist.