Talia bit down on her bottom lip as her hands moved to nervously smooth down her skirt as she stood like a stranger inside her own home. She felt like she invited the devil into her home, in some ways Culler could easily be likened to the devil. He looked so comfortable, so in charge even within her home. She shifted in place and pushed her hair back from her face, her lips swollen and red from her expended time sucking his cock in the back of the cab. She watched as his jacket was thrown onto the floor as he stood before her, his cock still hard and on display, as he spoke.<br/><br/>She hadn’t expected the small talk, not right now in the current situation and not from Culler. She blinked at his question as she looked over towards him as she nodded softly “Kind of, I saved through college” she had worked hard and it had paid off. Her current job paid her well, better than more recent graduates could earn. It was part of the reason Culler was able to control her as well as he did, even if she did leave, no other job would allow her to keep this apartment, to keep the kind of lifestyle was attempting to create for herself here.<br/><br/>Talia was still a little tipsy even as the haze she had been in, seemed to have disappeared with the rough treatment of Culler. She was still a little buzzed as she glanced towards him, his hand moved to gesture towards her as he took another swig from the bottle as he looked at her. His words were quick and to the point, as he ordered her to get her clothes off, a sharp contrast to the small talk from only moments ago, then again Culler tended to swing from one extreme to another within seconds. He moved around her as he seemed to inspect the room, finally she processed the order but all too slowly for him apparently.<br/><br/>As her hand moved towards her blouse she felt his hand wrap around her arm as he grabbed her and shoved her towards the boxes. She let out a yelp as she stumbled in place and toppled over one of the unopened boxes as her backside impacted on the ground, she let out a groan as her hands pressed against the floor. However, within moments she let out a whimper as she felt his boot land on her stomach pressing her in place. Her eyes darting up to him as he hovered over her form as she lay on the floor at his mercy.<br/><br/>Talia gasped out loud as she felt the liquor poured on top of her face as her hands moved to cover her eyes as she wiggled in place attempting to escape the downpour. Finally, it stopped as he looked down on her prone body, as she pushed her now drenched hair back from her face, as she wiped over her eyes. His voice was taunting as he looked at her, she clenched her eyes closed.<br/><br/>How did he expect her to take them off when he was holding her in place, His chuckle was mean as she made her hands move to tug at her blouse as she attempted to get the now wet material free from her form. After struggling for a few moments, she managed to get the soaked material from her body leaving her in her bra and skirt, her hands moved to her skirt as she wiggled it down her body even as his foot kept her in place. She had a feeling refusing Culler at the moment would be a bad idea.