Crisp!
Crisp!
The sounds of leaf crushing resounded in silence.
Desella was horrified. The very idea of physically molested gave her underlying fear. She started staggering backwards as she has nowhere to go. With her skills, she wouldn't be able to take him but can she backdown? No? As long as she will breathe she won't allow him to take her pride from him. The man grabbed her shoulders and pinned her down on the ground. A never seen expression surfaced in his eyes. Desella had fantasised the scene numerous time, when she would be in the embrace of him however not even in her wildest dream had she ever thought about this scenario. Suddenly everything she wished for, disgusted her. His touch assaulted her and she felt a wave of nausea from it. With every fibre in her she resisted him, however, how can she resist him? Even if her mind refused her body cooperated. Her feeling betrayed her. Her body betrayed her. The man smiled like a devil and continued doing what he wanted.
