[la hotchick]

My efforts to try to convince him to let me go don't get me anywhere, as he pushes me against the wall and starts running his hands up my legs and under my dress. I can feel the bulge of his crotch pressed against me as he feels me up.

I don't want to start crying because I don't him to have the satisfaction of seeing it, but a combination of fear and disgust makes me start to sob anyway.

Then he presses his face up against my ear and tells me that he doesn't want a girlfriend, he just wants me as his fucktoy to do with as he pleases.

I can't fight him as he starts dragging me down the stairs, I can only submit to whatever he plans to do to me...and wonder how long this ordeal will last...