Sarah resists

Sarah wants to reject Rab, but her body doesn't obey her. <<Stop it, i love my family and I'm going to have you arrested>> Sarah mutters, but moans escape from her mouth too. Rab laughes: <<You see, Sarah? You are weak. Tell me that you surrender to me. Tell it! Now!>> Rab pinces her nipples and Sarah screams <<Fuck you bastard!>> She says, but others moans escape from her. Then, suddenly a thought borns in his mind "He's right, I'm weak. I can't protect myself. I couldn't project Joe. I'm weak, and he is strong." <<You're strong...>> Sarah mumbles dizzily. Rab understands she is losing her mind, and laughs. The thought goes on, filling her mind. "He is strong and I'm weak. I've always been so weak. Jessica does what she pleases in my home, Patrick looks at me like a whore, and i can't do anything. Now Rab wants me, and I can only submit to him." Lustful thoughts fill her mind, images of women used as fucktoy by powerful men. <<Don't you want to be the weak mother broken by her son's bully, like in the porns I sent to you? You liked It, I know.>> Sarah moans lustfully. Yes, she liked them and yes, she wants. She wants to be that weak stupid mother which enjoys to serve her son's bully cock. "And now i can" But there is still a part of her resisting, a spark of will which still resist and fights inside her soul. A side of Sarah which wants to rebel and to be free, and grows up. Sarah before Jessica walked in her house every day almost naked. Sarah before Patrick used her like a maid. Sarah the wife, Sarah the mother, Sarah who protects her son. "I can resist. I can resist!" <<Pur your hands off me, bastard!>> She screams, then she slaps Rab. While Rab is amused and confused Sarah manages to open the door of the car. She falls on the street, her breasts still naked, and then she runs in the alleys the faster she can, without listening to Rab who orders her to stop. She flees away through the half desert alleys scared. Only after ten minutes she stops. She notices the other persons in the street and dress herself. <<Are you ok, miss?>> An old man asks her. <<Yes... Yes Is everything fine.>> She notices that has still her bag with the money. She calls a taxi and goes to the meeting. "I was almost ****. I should say something to someone. The police." She sees herself in the mirror. Without the bra, the blue dress is indecent. "I look like a whore. No wonder i was almost fired and almost ****. It Is only my fault. Better not to say anything and forget this story." She thinks. The consciousness that videos of her fingering on some porns will soon be in the internet sparks in her mind, but she doesn't want to think about It. "Nothing happened, it was only a bad dream".

The taxi leaves her in front of the meeting restaurant.