<i>This is what you want. </i>His callous voice echoed throughout her mind as he heartlessly ground himself into her nether region. She could feel it as much as she heard it; growing thicker and harder with each trust, she felt how it filled out her entire being and stretched her in ways she's never quite been stretched before. Pulling it out completely before shoving himself back inside, it stroke her soft spots like no dildo ever could. And for each time Leunan did, she heard the kind of lewd noises that can only be produced when a man claims a female with his manhood. Shoving her head back against the desk, Alissa stared at the lamp above her as Leunan claimed her as his own. Her eyes were dim and murky, and with Leunan’s fingers latched inside her mouth and his other hand so thoroughly gripping her around her neck, she could barely breathe, let alone be able to speak. It was impossible to tell whether the muffled moans slipping out of her open mouth were that of pleasure or of pain or both; regardless of which, Leunan did not seem to care as he kept ravaging her lithe body.<br/><br/>Being in such a deep sense of shock, Alissa could barely understanding what was happening to her. One moment she had sat inside his office while pretending to be one of his new patients, and now she was the victim of rape. It had gone so fast too, from suddenly having followed him back to how he had forcibly begun to undress her to now be lying on top of his desk while he was fucking her body. Why? She did not understand. What had she done? How could things have gone so wrong?<i>This is what you want.</i>Was it true? Was this really what she wanted? No, of course not. What kind of sane person would want to be raped? But if it was untrue, then why had the way he had pinched her stiff nipple sent that shiver down her spine…?<br/><br/>Alissa could not tell left from right anymore and gasping for air, it felt like she was drowning. It wasn’t quite like she was in the present like she used to and instead it felt more like she was observing herself from the outside and the person this was happening to wasn’t her at all. Something inside of her had snapped the moment he had stroked his hand across her cunt and provided her with the evidence of her own arousal in front of her face. Glimmering of her juices, he cackled as she denied that so was the case.<br/><br/>“No!” She cried to him as he had humiliated her over her wetness. “It can't be. You're making me like this. It's your fault, it's all your fault!” The pain was too much to bear, the fact that her body was responding to his presence in a way she’s never responded to any man before. She hated men. She absolutely hated men. But above all else she hated how she somehow let him do it. She didn’t understand why. Why could she not do anything? If she could not, then why had she come here? Was she not supposed to give women the justice they deserved? Was she not supposed to have put him behind lock and bars? Was this not the evidence she needed to prosecute Dr. Leunan Varoe and the Hollander’s Hospital for sexual abuse? So how did she end up here with his cock stuck inside her own cunt? And yet… Why did the way he kept moving his cock in and out of her body slowly stir something deep within her that she did not know what it was, outside the fact that it deeply terrified her to the point she’d do anything to deny that it was there?<br/><br/>Slapping her across her bare breast, Leunan also knew that his cock was pushing her over the edge. How could he not with the way she got increasingly tight and sucked him back inside? In fact, he reveled in it, because it was all the evidence he needed in knowing how his training of Alissa was working as intended. Being such a master manipulator of the psyche, Alissa never stood a chance against Leunan.<i>This is what you want. </i>The suggestion was powerful and Alissa could not stop think about it as he continued to fuck her. How could she when the pain of being penetrated had begun to give way to something much more pleasurable? She heard it too, she heard it in her own voice. She felt powerless to stop and do something about it. Tears were still streaming down her eyes as he furiously moved his cock inside her, thrusting it deeply against her sweet spots. All she could do was to lie limp on the desk and stare at the ceiling and observe her body spasm alongside Leunan’s moving hips.<br/><br/><i>No, no, no!</i>She wanted it to stop but she could not. With Leunan’s entire body weight pinning her down, she was but a ragdoll for him to play with.<i>I hate men</i>, she thought to herself as she began to blackout from a lack of oxygen. She was close now, she could feel it as his tip pressed deeply into her tightness. She prayed that if he kept preventing her blood from reaching her brain, perhaps she would lose consciousness and no longer have to endure the rape and the subsequent climax of being fucked like this.<i>I hate men</i>, she repeated to herself as he suddenly let go of her neck and blood came rushing back to her. As it did, he pushed himself inside again and she could not stop herself from screaming as she came from his cock fucking her.<i>God, I hate men, </i>she cried to herself.<i>God, I really fucking hate men.</i>