"J-just promise me... That no tape would be circulated..." I couldn't look him in the eyes when I said that. I couldn't look since I was reminded of another moment when I couldn't rescue myself. I know I'm digging my own tomb, but what can I do? I'm already here, all I have to do is respond. When I regret my decisions again, I hope there is someone who can help me deal with the sorrow. Hopefully, one day I will find the one who would never abandon me no matter what. Probably soon, the day will come when I will never be turned away from the person I love and pushed into the abyss.
He wrapped his arms over my leg and unfastened my ankle. I felt the cold as he carefully lowered me to the floor, but because his arm was warm, it vanished quickly. He also took the tie from my arms and hands. I instantly stood up, straightened my clothes, and was prepared to flee because my panties were soaked from pee. But, because of my frailty, I could not get away right away, and he swiftly put his hand around my waist and muttered.
"You're probably not intending to escape, are you?" he whispered in my ear, caressing his body behind me. It sent shivers down my spine. I pushed him because I knew what he was up to, and it wasn't good for me. My body needs to relax even just a little bit because I could get sick abruptly and my body will give up since I'm feeling heavy right now.
"I-I need to take some rest. Can you cut me some slack?" I'm backing away from him. I can't even look at my wrist to see what time it is since even a tiny gap, he won't let me go. It's like a leech that doesn't want to shed even a speck of my skin. It's not that I don't want it; I genuinely adore what he's doing since I've been fantasizing about what is happening between us for a long time, but if we keep going, my entire body will dry out.
Because of what I was thinking, my ear was crimson. He must have noticed because he took another step closer to me, causing me to take a step back as well. "Based on how you appear, it's evident that you're thinking dirty thoughts," he grinned, continuing to stroll.
I only came to a halt when I felt the door behind me. I hadn't taken any further moves, so his grin became even wider. He grabbed my hand and yanked it down forcefully. I got down on my knees as a result of what he did. I'm not sure when he raised his pants since he was dropping them again. He wielded it as if it were a weapon and aimed it at me. He grabbed my hand just as I was about to touch it.
"Remain where you are. You don't have to do anything, and don't provoke me." He began stroking his cock and jerking furiously in my face. I gulped as I shifted my gaze from his closed eyes and lips to his manhood, which was already leaking fluids. Because I was losing myself, a worm was eating my brain. I turned away from him after facing the door. I lifted my dress but did not remove my drenched underwear.
"You can slip it between my legs, but don't stick it anywhere in my hole," I whispered, unable to look at him due to shame. I've entirely given up on my existence. I pressed my legs together to make it appear tight until I felt his cock on my skin. He snatched the back of my neck and pinned my face behind the closed door. He placed one hand on my legs to keep them from falling through the divide.
He began shoving my legs, and I sensed a tickle in what he was performing. He let go of my neck and placed both of his hands on both of my legs, which split with each thrust. No one talks to us, and we can only hear our breaths when we hold our moans.
“Ahh.. Y-yes.”
My voice was ineffective in slowing him down. My palm was already placed against the door, preventing my body from joining each time he drew his rod. The quicker he goes, the more I regret not taking him up on his offer to allow him in.
I just felt like he was ejaculating when there was a thick liquid on my legs. When I turned to face him, I noticed that his breathing was labored and his neck was reddish. He kissed my lips and fought our tongues like a sword as soon as I faced him. He brought our foreheads together and then murmured that his menthol was striking my face with his breath.
His eyes were shut. When I looked behind him, my gaze was drawn to the desk, but there was no tissue there. I ate his cream with my finger from my legs since I was too sluggish to find my bag. I bit my finger to make it appear more lewd, and he just stood there watching me. When I took my finger away from my lips, I noticed his cock expand and rise up again, and I'm not sure whether to laugh or be afraid since his sex drive is unfathomable.