[Fingerfuck] You don't know, although you're not completely clueless.

Your hands hurt. Your shoulder is bruised. And the door is still locked. That fucking dickhead locked you in his room, and there's no way out.

His cum is still slowly dripping from your vagina.

You push a finger in, ghasp, and push further. You have to try scooping the sticky goo out. It doesn't matter how good it feels. This isn't you. You won't accept it.

You cringe as you wipe the stuff on his bed. Alexes semen. Your vagina. It's just grose.

After a while, the goo still isn't out, but you can't reack past your cervix where the dripping comes from.

With your legs wide, and a finger high up your stupid cunt, Alex storms inside. He drops his defenses as he sees your humiliating position. You try covering up, but it's too late. Your cheeks are burning and you can’t look him in the eye.

Alex laughes hard, an you jump up from the bed, but don’t dare to get closer. Your wrists still feel bruised from where he held you.

Still with a wide grin on his face. Alex puts down the two boxes he brought with him. The ones he'd told you about when this all had still been a joke.

You know all his secrets. He was your best friend. He’d told you all his terrible fantasies.

You're fucked.