I'm helpless...

He covers your mouth with his right hand, the blade between his fingers pointing straight up in between your eyes. His head lowers and you feel him licking your nipples. You have never been this helpless before. You attack him a few times, attempting to knee him, swinging your arms at his vitals, but it is no use. He has you pinned down.

His hot tongue swirls over your skin, covering you with his thick saliva. He's getting off on this. He's hard now, you can feel it between your bodies. The silk suit does nothing to conceal his erection. Apparently it doesn't diminish the feel of your skin either. He dry humps you on the carpet, entertaining himself by watching your bosom jump with his every motion. He's all over you, biting your nipples and licking your neck. His hot breath is everywhere, raising the temperature in the empty hall. The spy licks the sweat from your brow and places his hand firmly on your throat. He squeezes, making your entire face swell with pressure. You feel your eyes watering.

He smiles, delighted by your pain. The spy wriggles and you feel his body leave yours for a moment. He returns on you again, his pants are off. Now his cock is impossible to ignore. It's burning hot and smears a sticky fluid against your thighs. As you whimper in fear, he beams evilly. You feel the blade in your hair. A tear drips down your face.