Chapter 7
by Hvast
Fight him? Give up? Kill him? Teach him a lesson?
Ask him to stop
"Please, don't...." You always were somewhat worried that Ritter may do something like this. You had numerous plans how to resist any such attempt but now when your fears are materializing you feel so powerless and find no better thing to do but simply beg for mercy
"Hey," Ritter laughs as he puts the knife aside and use his left hand to fondle your boob while holding your neck with the right "where is the 'I am the boss' bitch that ordered me around? "He pushes you even closer to himself forcing you to feel hardness of his dick through several layers of the fabric. "Where is that 'I am better than you' look in your eyes? Not so confident now, aren't you? Your plan to use and then get rid of me doesn't work as planned. What a pitty"
"Ritter" You breath heavily trying to suppress panic "I don't..." He squeezes your neck forcing you to **** once again
"Don't say that it is not true! I heard how you discussed with Clara that I am a dangerous thug and you need to find another mechanic as soon as possible!" He keeps holding your neck in anger making you more afraid of being strangled than being ****. You found the hard way that this man has accumulated a lot of anger toward you and it may be your own fault. After all this conversation did happen. As many other similar ones. And you never tried to hide your negative opinion on Ritter
Ritter loosens his grip on your throat letting you to catch some air and yanks your tank top away leaving your tits protected only by your sport bra.
"I... I... am sorry!" You say just before he lifts your sport bra up to get a direct access to your big breasts.
"You are what?" He laughs at you again, but seems to slow down. "Willing to do anything to not being **** by a scumbag like me?"
"I..." You know you must choose your words carefully. Your dignity, health and even life may depend on that. "am ready to do a lot to be not **** by anyone. Me and Clara are afraid of you. The way you look at us and Mika, all those tatoos... And looks like our fears were justified..."
"No, no, no sweetheart... I wouldn't **** if you were at least somewhat nice with me" Maybe your words have some effect because he stopped undressing and fondling you "I had a hard life, girl. No loving parents, no college, no good job, made some questionable decisions here and there. Sure. In the old world life rich, sexy and successful bitches despise men like me... Give us no chance. But now times changed. I'll take what I want and make you pay for your bitchiness"
He is still horny and angry but somehow you think that he is less determined to actually proceed to the end. Maybe you have a chance to persuade him to stop.
What will you say?
Quiet Streets
Survival of the Lucky
You are alone in the world after a deadly disease wipes out most of the world's population.
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Updated on Feb 4, 2025
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Created on Feb 26, 2003
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