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“You’re so irls Most of them come from money and have had it all handed to them You’re smart Different”
“I want to be transformed” Elisa’s words rushed past her lips, as if she sent a request to the heavens
“You will be” Again, silken words brushed over Elisa like a caress as the sun hung lower on the horizon, pulling with it the reht Shadows bathed the woods around the you’ve ever experienced before”
Strong fingers gripped tighter around Elisa’s neck, sending tingles through both the seducer and the seduced Skin tingled Thrills shot as the pressure increased So dangerous So fun to enjoy such utter control
Elisa closed her eyes, releasing the reins held rip She wanted to be dominated She wanted to be owned Mind Body And spirit
When the pressure constricted her airway ever so slightly, the first flickers of doubt sparked Ah, there it was—the fear, which was farthan sex
“Feels good, doesn’t it, baby?” Grinning, the seducer squeezed harder, cutting off all air The white-hot desire blurring in Elisa’s
thoughts cooled as quickly as ed into ice water Cos as she shook her head and raised her hands to the still-tightening grip
“Stop,” she croaked
Pain and fear collided in Elisa, driving y and determination into her hold
“Stop” The word strained to be heard as she dug nails painted a bright purple into ribbons ofup powerful forearms
In these moments, with their bodies joined in such an intihts connected Elisa, who had so desperately wanted a challengethanmore than to break free and scurry back to the safety of her little house She wanted to breathe To live
Malice diry for fear, pain, and panic “Fear is part of the fun, baby Fear shows us we’re alive”
When Elisa’s breath caught in her throat and couldn’t pass to her lungs, she struggled with a renewed energy and then drew up her knee and drove it, with a desperate force, into bone and sinew
Anger rocketed, stole breath and strength, and the deepening hold slackened “Fucking bitch!”
Oxygen rushing into her lungs, Elisa gobbled it up as she raised treers pressed to her bruised neck, she pushed away fro and slipping off her foot, before righting herself and sprinting toward the narrow path that cut through the thicket of woods
“You can’t leave yet, Elisa!”
Screa, she tripped over a root, bit her lip hard, and nearly tu with a wheeze, she hurried faster and faster down the path toward Warner Park’s main road
“You won’t get away fro now under the light of the full moon, it was easy to follow Elisa’s panicked footsteps thundering down the path
“Wondering where the road is, Elisa?”