Allison gasped and a small yelp escaped when Rade easily lifted her onto the counter as if she was nothing, which was probably what she was to him in his eyes. Nothing. Or, nothing more than a toy with which to play.<br/><br/>But animals eventually get tired of toys. They don't kill them, however. Allison still held out hope that the intruder would tire of his toy and move on.<br/><br/>But what if the "toy" wasn't so much Allison but the situation itself? That thought made Allison's blood go cold.<br/><br/>If it was the latter, then the "toy" could be enjoyed for hours of twisted fun, because it would morph and be pliable. Rade's every move, and hers, could change the toy's look and feel. He might never get bored.<br/><br/>Then the bikini bottoms were peeled off her like a banana. No sweat. The flat part of a knife was pressed against her face and Rade threatened her private parts with it.<br/><br/>That caused Allison to cry out. "Nooo! Please no!"<br/><br/>She followed that with sobbing and throwing her head skyward. "Please....just...leave me...alone," came out between sobs. She was trying to be brave but he was big, strong, hated women and was likely a sociopath. Allison was in WAY over her head.<br/><br/>But she spread her legs, shaking. "Oh God," she said softly.<br/><br/>Then she got a brilliant idea.<br/><br/>"Do you want me to...suck you off?"<br/><br/>She had never in her life uttered such a phrase, not even to her most intimate boyfriend. She didn't even know where it came from. Amazing what she would say when backed into a corner.<br/><br/>Allison put her dainty fingers to her own lips in wonderment. Had she said that?<br/><br/>She couldn't bear to look at him. Was he smiling at her, likely derisively? Was he angry! Was he shocked?<br/><br/>Her mouth wouldn't stop. But she still didn't look at him. She was hugging herself.<br/><br/>"I could...if you want. Would that make you...would that please you?"<br/><br/>In other words, would that let me live?<br/><br/>Her phone rang again. The sound was muffled.