Yes

"Please! You... You want me to suck you... right? I'll do it! I swear!" Her shaking hands cup his hard-on through his pants before moving to his belt buckle. Before she can get it undone, the man grabs both her hands.

"It's okay. You don't have to suck me." he helps her to stand up.

"I-I don't?" Charlotte feels a sudden wave of hope she hadn't felt since this whole nightmare started. She feels a slight anger from the thong. ~Maybe he's not that man I thought he was!~

"No. You don't." He grabs her arms hard enough to leave bruise and pushes her to the ground on her back. "Not if your a virgin!"

~Ah that's more like it. Be a good girl and spread your legs!~

"No!" Charlotte rolls onto her stomach but before she can ever attempt to crawl away she feels that same throbbing on her clit she felt before. Frightened (and slightly aroused) she stops dead in her tracks.

The next things She feels is the tattooed man's hand going under her skirt, up her thigh and straight for her cunt. She feels him insert a finger into her and shutters in what she can only hope is disgust. Charlotte hears the man let out a deep groan of pleasure.

"My lucky day. I love a fresh cherry!"