Girls still have too much control

You still feel as though you are too in control of what is happening to you. You lean forwards to write another rule (your tits have trouble coming with you because of the unseen molester).

Just as you're about to write away your free will, you realise that you might want to change something in the future.

New Rule: I, Tilly Smith, am the only owner of this book.

New Rule: The owner of the book is the only person that knows what this book can do.

New Rule: The owner of this book is allowed 30 minutes each day to write in this book uninterrupted.

There. Now you can be safe to add anything you want.

Old Rule: Both men and women age until 40 and look the same until the die. Deaths due to old age still happen at about 80 - 90.

Old Rule: Women have to do anything a man tells them. These requests never put the women in a situation where they could be physically harmed. Most requests are of a sexual nature.

"Follow me," the man behind her says.

Shocked, you find yourself following your molester to the only corner of the cafe not currently filled by naked bodies. He places a hand on your hip and firmly presses your shoulders into the table in front of you. You then feel his cock slide up and down your pussy while one hand reaches around to play with your tits. Eventually, he pushes into you, grabs your upper arms and yanks them back, fully impaling you while using your arms as leverage. He fucks you like this, utterly helpless in the middle of a crowded cafe for a good 5 minutes before shooting his mammoth load into your dripping pussy.