Her voice comes out shaky and small as she tries to piece together an explanation. "I... I don't know. I mean, part of me misses being friends with you, but the other part..." She trails off, unable to finish her thought. Her cheeks flush crimson, and she bites her lip in frustration.

She looks up at him through her lashes, her eyes pleading for understanding. "I don't know... I just feel so confused right now." Tears begin to well up in the corners of her eyes, and she scrubs at them angrily before they have a chance to fall. "Why does everything have to be so complicated?"

Pain radiates through her body each time his hand connects with her skin. She tries to concentrate on the food, on not screwing it up, but his touch is inescapable. Her nipples are always sore and tender from his constant groping, and she can't help but wonder how much longer this nightmare will last.

*She's doing: (cooking)

Nodding, she turns to hand him his plate. He takes it with a smirk, then leans in close and whispers something in her ear. "You're going to be such a good little cum dumpster for me, aren't you?" His words send a shiver down her spine, but she forces herself to nod anyway, not wanting him to get angry.

*She's feeling: (defeated)