Not yet.

Bianca pulled herself away from Tyrese, her body feeling heavy and uncoordinated as she struggled to sit up. She gazed around the room, her eyes scanning the floor for her scattered clothes. Her blouse and skirt was tangled in a heap near the foot of the bed, her underwear and bra strewn across the floor like discarded trash. She felt a wave of shame wash over her as she realized the state she was in, the memory of Tyrese's cruel words still burning in her mind.

"So we are done, now?" Bianca's voice was flat, her tone devoid of emotion as she reached for her blouse. She pulled it over her head, the fabric feeling cool and soothing against her skin.

As Bianca's blouse slid over her head, Tyrese's eyes never left hers, his gaze burning with a mixture of amusement and desire. He watched with interest as she fumbled with the buttons, her fingers trembling slightly as she tried to fasten them. The sound of her ragged breathing filled the air, and Tyrese's smile grew wider, his eyes glinting with cruel intent.

"Who said I was done, hoe?" Tyrese's voice was low and husky, his words dripping with malice as he pushed himself off the bed. He stood up, his tall frame looming over Bianca, his eyes never leaving hers.

Bianca's eyes flashed with a mixture of fear and warning as Tyrese loomed over her, his tall frame casting a menacing shadow on the wall. "Stop," she whispered, her voice barely audible, but laced with a **** urgency. "Just stop." She held up a trembling hand, as if to ward him off, her eyes darting towards the door, where Robert lay slumped and **** down the hallway.

Tyrese's smile grew wider, his eyes glinting with amusement as he took a step closer to Bianca. "Oh, I'm just getting started," he whispered, his voice low and husky, sending a shiver down Bianca's spine.

Bianca's heart raced as Tyrese took another step closer to her, his tall frame casting an even larger shadow on the wall. She could feel her breath hitching in her throat as she tried to speak, her voice barely above a whisper. "Please, Tyrese, just stop," she pleaded, her eyes pleading with him to back off.

But Tyrese didn't seem to be listening. He took another step closer to Bianca, his eyes locked onto hers, a cruel smile playing at the corners of his lips. "I'm not done with you yet, hoe," he growled, his voice low and menacing.

Bianca's eyes fell down to Tyrese's cock, which still seemed semi-hard. She couldn't believe what was happening. She couldn't believe that she had let herself get into this situation. She couldn't believe that she had let herself be used and degraded by this man, who seemed to take pleasure in her pain.

Tyrese saw the look of horror and disgust on Bianca's face, and he reveled in it. He reached down and grabbed his cock, giving it a few strokes, watching as Bianca's eyes widened in disgust.

Tyrese's grip on Bianca's wrist was like a vice, his fingers digging deep into her skin as he pulled her hand towards his crotch. Bianca's eyes widened in horror as she felt her hand being **** onto his cock, her fingers wrapping around it involuntarily. "Stroke it, hoe," Tyrese growled, his voice low and menacing, his eyes glinting with cruel intent.

Bianca's mind recoiled in disgust as she felt the warmth of Tyrese's cock beneath her fingers. She tried to pull her hand away, but Tyrese's grip was too strong. He held her in place, his eyes never leaving hers as he **** her to stroke his cock.

Bianca's heart raced as Tyrese **** her to stroke his cock, her mind in a state of shock and disbelief. She couldn't believe what was happening, couldn't believe that she had let herself get into this situation. She closed her eyes, trying to escape the reality of the moment, but Tyrese's grip on her wrist was too strong. She could feel the heat of his cock beneath her fingers, the slickness of his pre-cum, and it made her throb between her thighs.

"Faster, hoe," Tyrese growled, his voice low and menacing. "That's it, just like that."

Bianca's heart raced as Tyrese **** her to stroke his cock, his grip on her wrist tightening with each movement. She could feel the heat radiating from his body, the smell of his sweat and musk filling her nostrils.

"That's it, hoe," Tyrese growled, his voice low and menacing. "You like that, don't you?"

Bianca's eyes fluttered closed as she felt a surge of unwanted arousal course through her veins. She didn't want to admit it, but a part of her was getting turned on by the degradation and humiliation Tyrese was inflicting upon her. The feeling made her stomach turn with disgust, but she couldn't deny the way her body was responding to the rough handling. Tyrese's grip on her wrist tightened, his fingers digging deeper into her skin as he **** her to stroke his cock faster. Bianca's fingers moved involuntarily, her mind recoiling in horror as she felt Tyrese's cock begin to harden in her hand.

Bianca's eyes snapped open, her gaze falling on the monster in her hand. She couldn't believe what she was doing, but her body was responding to his touch. She could feel herself growing wetter by the second, her heart racing as she looked up at Tyrese.

Tyrese's eyes were dark and hungry, his lips curling into a smirk as he saw the look of shock and desire on Bianca's face. He took a step closer to her, his body pressing against hers as he **** her to continue stroking his cock.

Tyrese's voice was low and menacing as he taunted Bianca, "Want me to fuck that hoe pussy again?" He smirked as he saw the look of disgust and fear on her face, but also the flicker of desire in her eyes. He knew he had her right where he wanted her.

Bianca's heart raced as Tyrese continued to stroke her hand up and down his now fully erect cock. She couldn't believe what was happening, couldn't believe that she had let herself get into this situation. She wanted to scream, to push him away, to run out of the room and never look back.

Bianca felt herself press into the wall as Tyrese took another step, his eyes never leaving hers. "If you want it hoe, turn around and guide me into you," he growled, his voice low and menacing. Bianca's heart racing, she felt a surge of fear mixed with a twisted sense of desire. She tried to push the feeling away, but it only seemed to intensify as Tyrese's hot breath washed over her face.

Tyrese's eyes seemed to gleam with excitement as he waited for Bianca's response. He took another step closer, his chest almost touching hers, and Bianca could feel the heat radiating from his body.