In My Desperate Time

“Hate me?” Frances chuckles and his strong body just presses against me.
“Actually I don’t mind if you hate me further. At least, hating me also means you can’t forget me.”
Just trying to understand his meaning, I am kissed.
The familiar and intoxicating smell makes me unable to resist.
I know what he is going to do next, but there is no way!
I hate him, how can I bear him to do this to me?
“Get away!” I push Frances Louis away with all my might and turn the door handle desperately. The door rattles but I fail to open
it. With Frances slowly approaching me, I am scared to death.
“Soon you will beg me not to leave.” The man presses one leg on my thigh, with one hand easily holding my shoulder, and the
other hand taking off my panties skillfully.
“Frances Louis, you can’t touch me! You can’t!” I twist beneath him, but he becomes much ruder. In the end, he tears up my
pants, holds my waist and thrusts his penis into me.
I haven’t had sex for a long time. Without foreplay, his big size makes me feel even more painful, piercingly painful like the first
time I had sex with him. My whole body is tense, and my face twists. From body to mind, I resist him.
“Long time no see, you are more tight than before.”
“Let me go. I returned you the money a long time ago, now I have no relationship with you. It’s rape! It’s rape!” I desperately
thump Frances and cry with disgrace.
Even now, Frances treats me as a tool to vent his sexual desire. He never cherishes me. He doesn’t love me and even kills his
own baby. He is not worth any affection. At this moment, my remaining love to him also disappears.
He says something with his deep voice, he holds my waist tightly and quickly thrusts.
As the space in car is limited, he can thrust most deeply into my body. I feel rather upset that I hate him but I can’t escape or stop
him raping me. I hate him more than before.

The car shakes along with us. I see someone walk by and look inside for a while, then he leaves with a meaningful smile. I am
too exhausted to struggle. Staring at the man above blankly, my heart freezes like falling into an ice-house.
Not knowing how long passes, finally his cum in me and my clothes has been soaked with sweat. He starts putting on clothes,
slowly as usual.
“Can I go now?” I also mechanically put on my pants and say coldly. No doubt it’s a rape but I won’t sue him because of his
status. Big deal, I just regard it as bit by a dog, a nasty bite.
“Go back with me.” The man says slowly.