Fight him off

“Mmmph!” You say making a futile effort to push him off but he is not taking the hint.

You squirm beneath him as his hands roam over your body. He grabs your ass squeezing it hard and in desperation, you bite hard on his lip until you taste blood.

“Fuck!” he squeals recoiling from you “Crazy bitch, what the fuck was that?”

You jump up trying to apologize but as you move towards him his fist catches you on the side of the face sending you sprawling to the floor.

When you look back on it later you'll think he was probably just trying to fend of the mad woman that just bit him. But in the heat of the moment, through a haze of pain and adrenalin, all you can see is a very large angry man looming over you with blood on his hands.

You don’t wait to find out what he’s going to do next. You snatch up the leather purse and run as fast as your shapely leg will carry you.