Daddy leaves you behind.

The man's hands are on your bare ass now, your tight red thong providing no barrier as they fondle your tender meat. When the elevator gives its next electronic ding you see Daddy begin to move forward with the flow of people, only for your mystery groper to seize your long silky ponytail as you try to follow, causing you to jerk and wobble in place.

"Daddy," you begin to weakly call out, but are startled as he holds a hand up in a kind of wave to you and calls back.

"Work hard Kiddo. Don't let me down."

And with that the doors close and he's gone.

Work hard? This isn't a random groping? Daddy knew this would happen to you and wants you to go along with it?

Your assailant releases his grip on your hair when you don't try and move away, his now free hand making it's way back down to your ass, squeezing your toned flesh hard enough to make you squeak. You don't know if you're **** for help or just afraid that anyone has noticed but you begin to look around the elevator car with no clue as to what to do next.