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As he delicately nibbled on my chest, he began to remove my bra, leaving me overwhelmed. Unable to endure any further, I forcefully pushed him away, letting out a terrified scream and scrambled off the couch, frantically searching for the exit. His laughter echoed like a child's as he jumped on top of me, sinking his teeth into my shoulder. "Ow! Stop! Get off!" I cried, scrabbling desperately on the wooden floor to escape. He intensified his grip, pressing me to the ground as tears streamed down my face, accompanied by agonizing pain.
In a pained whisper, I begged, "Please, stop. I beg you." Closing my eyes, I reluctantly ceased struggling. Slowly, he released me and stepped back. I felt his fingers gently trace my spine, humming a soft melody as they caressed my thigh. "What's your name, beautiful?" he asked, his fingers dancing softly on my skin. "Isabelle," I whispered softly in response.
"I'm Daniel. I just wanted to have some fun. Why are you hurting me, Isabelle?" he whispered, his voice now near my ear. The warmth of his breath sent chills down my spine, and I flinched when he kissed my cheek, trailing kisses down my jawline. "Please, stop. This isn't play. Please," I choked out, trying to distance myself from him.
