cherrystone

She looked at me, there was something in her eyes that made me feel weak, terrified. She held my wrists together and although they were not tied, I was afraid to move them. Her hand parted my thighs, and touched my knickers. I trembled slightly. a finger entered my dry cunt slowly. I froze. She leaned forward and kissed me, my lips were dry. Then I felt the pain, her fingers pressed my clit and I screamed, my legs jerked and hips thrust forward to releave the pain. She pushed me back, and I lay wuietly, my hands tied by non existant ropes