WaterDrops

Breathing heavily, I can hear his belt cling together and his zipper undoing itself. I panic, trying to climb onto the desk and over before he's done. Too late. He grabs my waist and drags me back to his body, lifting up his shirt to his chest and positions himself behind me. "You asked for something else, then you run away? You really are in need of a punishment."

Warning: +18
(Contains: Foul word play, Consented rape, and Sexual Graphic content)