She holds you down and licks the side of your neck. She’s a predator. A hunter. A killer that has you chained down in her lustful grasp. Even if you wanted to escape from her, there’s no way you could. Is this Stockholm Syndrome? Maybe. Do you care? Most definitely not.
The neon lights that are strung about the room throb in different shades of red, activating triggers in your brain that make you feel even more vulnerable. The bathing glow reflects off of her latex bodysuit menacingly. You gaze into her eyes as she caresses your body. She’s hungry.
The outfit she put you in – a nice, innocent-looking dress – doesn’t stay on for long. She violently tears it open, exposing your untouched body to the cool air and her unrelenting stare. There’s only a simple white bra and panty between her and what she wants.
“How unfortunate,” She says, “That it’s taken me this long to realize how delicious you are.”
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