Try to get away

As easy as it would have been to give herself over to the guy, Leanne felt a little disturbed. Watching him fuck the hot girl was one thing but she didn’t like the way he hissed in her ear and how he was stroking her body. She took a step forward and tried to turn to face him. However as she moved away he grabbed her wrist and pulled her close again.

She tugged forcefully but his grip was strong and she couldn’t free herself. Now Leanne was sure she needed to get away from this guy, but how?

Thinking fast she allowed herself to be dragged into his body. She was repulsed by his face but pushed her feelings deep down as she placed a hand gently on the back of his head and kissed him softly. She felt his grip loosen and immediately turned to run.

This time she got away. Putting distance between them before he had chance to react. She heard a yell of frustration before footsteps charging after her. Leanne sprinted down the corridor without looking back. Making it around the corner and her eyes darting in all directions as she searched for a safe place to hide.

The corridor was lined with random doors as before. Picking the nearest she flung it open and stepped inside before closing it quickly behind her. Panting desperately for breath she listened for the any sound outside the room. All was quiet except for her breathing. Then she heard movement and a voice.

"Well, hello dear." Leanne leapt to her feet. "I like your dress. So short and sexy." Leanne peered into the gloom where the voice came from. Sat across the room was a grotesquely obese figure. An old man of enormous proportions. His naked gut swollen as he lay on his bed gazing at her. "My name's Mr. Richardson." he continued. "Why don't you come closer and we can get to know each other."