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"Don't struggle, fool," the voice snapped, "Unless you want me to cut you – do you?" She stooped struggling and sobbed into the carpet. Her wrists were released and the hand moved down to her ass. Her pantyhose were pulled away from her body and she heard the sound of silk being cut. The cool evening air hit her and she realized her pantyhose had been slit open from her ass to past her clitoris. The hand was suddenly clamped back on her wrists while the other moved down between her legs. "Now, my sweet, let us see what we can find to play with!" As the voice spoke, a finger gently slipped between her lips and up to her clitoris, and she realized with shock and shame that her pussy was drenched. "Oh my!" the voice said with surprise, "Your struggles seem to be mere form after all. Otherwise, my pet, why is my finger covered in your juice?" The finger was removed and placed against her mouth. "Taste it, dear, taste how sweet you are." She obediently took his finger into her mouth. "That's it, every drop" coached the voice.

As she cleaned her essence off the finger in her mouth, she could feel the pressure growing inside of her, the pressure that told her she was close to orgasm. Her ass began to gyrate up against the bulge in his pants and she could feel the answering gush in her pussy. "I told you, didn't I," the voice observed, "You might like this after all!" The hand holding her wrists moved again. She heard his pants being unzipped. His legs pushed hers as far apart as they would go. Now she could feel the head of his cock against her, and like an animal in heat she tried to back into it. "So, now you want it? Well, my dear, for all the struggle you put up earlier, I think I need to be convinced. Beg for it," he ordered, "Beg for it like the little sl*t you are."