On a business trip, I ended up sharing a room with my female boss. She was about to get dumped by her fiancé because of her 'uncontrollable ohoh noises,' and she couldn't tell anyone, feeling cornered. At night, after listening to her talk, I said, 'I actually quite like those ohoh noises,' and her forced composure crumbled, changing the atmosphere. The hierarchy is reversed, accepting my H commands and moaning. Crude, masochistic sex with heavy breathing all night long...
