>>5753371"H-Haacha..!" she squeaked, just barely getting to her knees before the captor tore off his shirt and shoved her face into the mattress by the back of her head. Soon after, his belt came off, too, then the button and zipper on his pants, and finally, the underwear beneath her skirt. She was squirming, trying to get away, but he was too strong. He was able to thwart all her attempts merely by keeping his hand planted on her head and driving it deeper down.
"Like the smell?" He pushed her face towards one of the cum stains. "That's going inside you. Don't make it hard, enjoy yourself."
Haachama writhed at the disgusting scent. Cringing, she looked around to see if there was something—anything—she could do to get out. Something to hit him with, or a way to wriggle out of his hold. The most she saw was a pillow on the floor that he promptly pulled onto the mattress, and a few scraps of peeled wallpaper nearby. Nothing that would be of any use. She had no choice but to submit to the strange, filthy man whose heavy breaths cascaded down on her from above and rough hands moved up and down her body. She just had to hope it would be over soon, and that he at least had the decency to be gentle.
For a moment, it seemed like he did. He lifted her skirt and felt up her bare ass for a while, kneading and rubbing it to his heart's content, getting no more aggressive than a light slap here and there. He even rubbed his fingers around her vagina a bit, prying apart her smooth labia, stroking her clit with soft, circular motions, and sometimes thrusting a few of his fingers in and out of her. As much as she didn't want to enjoy it, it made her feel good. This seemingly brutish and unscrupulous man was experienced, and it showed.
(3/7, almost forgot)
(also if i'm slow it's because my internet connection's being a bitch)
