He Forces Himself To Me

He forces his way between my legs while caressing my breast with his other hand. His biceps and arms keep pressing my hand sideways so I can't struggle or do anything. Seid may be harsh with his words at times, but he hasn't not a single time used brute strength against me. But tonight is different. He is different. He isn't Seid at all. He is demonstrating his strength against me, dominating my fragile body with his masculinity.

"Seid please," I beg him, but he keeps forcing himself on me, then he pins me to the huge glass pane in my bedroom where the moon can witness everything he's been doing. He forces his two fingers, then three thrusts me with it multiple times.

I groan in too much pain, "Uh," I cry and plead but Seid doesn't seem to hear me. "Please stop, -Uh, Ahh, Uh-".

Then he speaks full of rage, "Did he touch you like this, huh, Ava?" He clamps my clitoris between his fingers and then squeezes it hard. I scream in pain, "Did he do this to you, huh? Did you like it, huh? The