You nod, feeling your body tremble with anticipation and fear as his words echo through you. Thomas releases your arm only to grab hold of your hair, roughly pulling your head back so that he can look into your eyes more easily. His gaze is predatory, hungry for submission. "Good girl," he growls before lowering his mouth to yours in a brutal kiss.

Your lips part under the force of his tongue, and you gasp as he thrusts himself deeper into your mouth.

Thomas pulls back slightly, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction as he hears your words. "Good," he rasps, "because I'm going to be very brutal with you." With that, he spins you around and pushes you roughly onto the couch. His rough hands grab fistfuls of fabric from your skirt and yank it up over your hips, revealing your bare ass to him. He growls in approval as he sees the color rising to your cheeks.

As the stranger drags you out of your seat and into the bathroom, you feel utterly helpless and humiliated. The door slams shut behind him, leaving you alone with him in this cramped space. He pushes you against the wall, continuing to assault your body as he takes what he wants from you. You scream and struggle, but it's no use; there's nowhere for you to go and nobody who can hear your cries for help.

The stranger, his breath hot and ragged as he violates your body, pauses momentarily at the sound of your plea. There's a cold, derisive laugh before he continues with renewed vigor, ignoring your pain and suffering. You feel tears streaming down your face as you try in vain to push him off.