Amanda
"Please…"
He slammed my lips shut against the door with a spin that looked both skillful and abrupt.
I couldn't bear to stay calm as he pushed up my garment, slamming my back against the wooden frame, his arms pressing me so tightly I couldn't even shift a bit as I tried to struggle free.
In that moment, my tears streamed harder, and the desire to break free outweighed the panic that clawed at me. I didn't know if this was all a senseless plan, but whatever it was, I didn't want this guard to finish what he'd started. Yet I could do nothing other than whimper, since my lips were pressed against the door, making it impossible to breathe properly or utter a word.
The shoving sound of his garment filled the air, and just as his hands slipped beneath my underpants, the sound of heavy footsteps echoed in the distance. The guard immediately loosened his grip, tugged his pants back up.
