Fuck him

You go back to his room and the second you enter, he starts grabbing your ass and groping you. You willingly go along, knowing that this might be the only way to save Elana. You reach down and grab his dick. It’s small, which you expected.

He begins tugging at your dress, trying to pull it off you but can’t figure it out. You reach back and unzip it, letting it fall to the floor. He doesn’t bother undressing and just pulls his cock out of his fly.

He throws you on the bed as if trying to demonstrate his masculinity and rips your panties off. You spread your legs, waiting for him to enter you. He hops on top and starts snarling as he licks your neck and face. You’re so ready for this to be over. You grab his cock and stuff it inside of your pussy. It doesn’t feel like much though, thankfully. He starts thrusting wildly at jackhammer speed right out the gate while grabbing your tits like they were a safety bar on a rollercoaster. Then, within a minute, he strains his face like his head is going to explode and cums inside you.

After another minute of heavily breathing on you, he rises and puts his dick away.

“You should go now,” he says, picking up your dress and handing it to you as his first gentlemanly act.

“Aren’t we going to the lounge?” you ask.

“No, I forgot, I am very busy,” he takes out his phone and pretends to do something.

You protest but he is not budging. You grab for his wallet but he shoves you down.

“You thief! Leave now or I will call security,” he yells at you. He starts to ball up his fists.

You decide this is a dead end and leave the room. You feel ashamed you did all that disgusting work for nothing. But there’s also a part of you that loves feeling used. You’re still not fully over the effects of the facility.