without moving my head to check whether I had left it outside, but I couldn't because he grasped my chin and lifted it to meet our gaze. When I saw his multi

my cheek. I could feel his hot breath rushing to my face. My eyes were merely monitoring his every move because the

m that his garments crumpled, and here's where I found support. My eyelids are sluggish, and I bite my bottom lip, which appears to rip from the for

s he drew me away from his body and turned my back on him. He compelled me to walk outside by putting

nce my hand was behind me and was caught in his hold. We stopped where I had left them. But when he picked u

t I did, but I dashed back to his office to put those on. The office light came back on as I put on my panties; I'm not sure why he

eturning. Because of what he said, I sped up my movement even more, and when

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which I thought had calmed down. I felt obliged to kneel and touch it. I placed it in my mouth as he kept my head down. When I r

, the effect would go away, but still not," he spoke as he pulled my arm up to stand. When we got up, we wen

my lips shut. He took my hand from the back of his chair, and I'm not sure how he tied it t

t, he tied my legs, which he attached to my ankle, causing my legs to widen and my

if I was clothed. I ignored him as he walked since I couldn't breathe when he tied me because it

couldn't look at the knife he was holding, which he used to rip my blouse. Tears welled up in the corne