Breathe

You are released by the Spy's grip and quickly gulp down as much air as you can. You struggle to calm your heart's frantic beating, but the sadistic predator is enjoying himself. You can feel his cock grow diamond hard as you cough and writhe. He ushers you to return back to the carpet by lowering the blade before your face. Wide eyed and stunned, you begin to rest your head on the carpet. Your body is burning, half with the fear of ****, half with a growing hunger. This monster is vile, sadistic and completely your opposite. But you push against the blade with your face, cutting a gash down your cheek and rise up into him.

He lowers the knife and pulls you into him, crushing your body as he kneads your skin. The spy is rough, kissing you hard enough to leave bruises. He nearly dislodges your arm from its joint when he rips the rest of your top from your body. You push him back and throw open his suit jacket. He is excited, his cock has emerged from his boxers during the struggle. After peeking at the head in the fabric, you quickly unearth his throbbing penis by ripping the opening in his boxers with your hands. The two of you breathe raggedly in the empty hall, half naked, the shreds of your clothing thrown around you. You straddle him and try to kick yourself out of the rest of your clothes. It's more difficult than you thought and you end up nearly tied in place. It's not a loss though. Your covered pussy is now directly on top of his exposed cock.