Talia’s eyes widened as she wiggled and squirmed but for all her snuggling she was well and truly trapped, he was so sure of himself. Then again she had been stupid and reckless coming here, to begin with, as the panic and fear spread through her body at the reality of her situation she found all of her anger and self-righteousness disappearing in a swirl of smoke. She wondered if this was how Emily had felt before she shook her head to push those thoughts away focusing instead on his hold on her body.<br/><br/>She could feel his warm breath against her ear as he sighed loudly as if her fight was nothing but an inconvenience for him. The moment he moved his hand from her mouth she went to call out only to have the sound cut off as his hand settled around her throat, as he pressed down her breath caught in her throat as she let out a soft whimper in shock and fear. She froze at the change as she attempted to figure out how to free herself without the threat of being strangled to death, the last thing she wanted to do was fight against him so hard she passed out and came to with him assaulting her.<br/><br/>In her panicked state it was easy to push her back onto her back, her body hitting against the material her body bouncing in place slightly, but even as she thought about attempting to break free he was on top of her. His larger form pressing against her as his hand remained settled on her throat, her hand seemed to come up automatically as she attempted in vain to pull at his hand. The more she pulled at him the harder he seemed to press against her throat, slowly she found herself letting her hands merely hold onto his arms, willing herself to fight but unable to push herself to claw at him knowing that he could quickly cut off her air supply.<br/><br/>Her sister’s name made her eyes dart up towards him, his voice almost seeming to taunt her. He remembered her sister alright, even as he talked his hand tugged at her bra, making her other breast fall free, her nipples hardening against her will at the change in temperature. She could feel the sharp metal of her bra pressing underneath her pushing her breasts almost like they were on offer to his eyes even as she wiggled in place under him. Her movement made her even more aware of how close he was to her body and his hard cock against her center, only the thin layers of their clothing separating them.<br/><br/>He was sick, completely and utterly sick. Even as he was exposing her body his intent to rape her clear, he was talking about Emily. His hand moving to grasp at her breast as he spoke of her sister's rape. Her mind began to blank as she pretended this wasn’t happening, her hold on his arms loosening slightly as she shook her head as she told herself this wasn’t happening.<br/><br/>However, whatever delusion she was creating inside her mind quickly vanished as she felt Culler’s palm impact against her cheek, her cheek turned to the side as she let out a soft groan. Stunned for a moment, the movement, the pain, and impact so unexpected. A whimper of pain escaping her lips as she felt his teeth sink into the underside of her breast, as she felt him pull back and hover over her, his face taunting her as he asked if she had seen the same mark on Emily. She hadn’t Emily refused to let anyone near her after the rape, she wondered if he had done that to Emily or was he just attempting to mindfuck her too. As she was thinking it over she felt his hands beginning to unbutton and unzip her jeans, as she began to wiggle and squirm once more attempting to stop his progress.