"No no no" she groaned her head moving rapidly back and forth as he pushed his hand between her tightened thighs. As he touched her, she knew it was over, it was like falling down the rabbit hole, the longer he tried to force it on her the more she'd want it. An endless circle where she always lost.<br/><br/>She knew already she'd lost and there was nothing for it, she'd planned to just ride it out, get it over with. As long as she could keep from throwing herself at him like last time she could at least pretend she didn't give in. She could tell herself that it was like a beating, you'd slowly get used to it till it meant little anymore. It didn't matter if it was true or if she even believed it fully as long as she had the illusion to cling to.<br/><br/>But he kissed her, ruining all her focus. It was far to intimate and brought images and memories of the night before to her mind in an instant. Images of him playfully kissing her nose, the feel of his chest under her fingertips, the heady smell of him, how she'd felt special with him for a few moments. After seeing near the same techniques used on Charolotte she knew she wasn't special just another girl being trained to be someone else's whore. She didn't care if she was going to hurt herself in the process, at the moment no cost was too much, she was not going along with it.<br/><br/>"NO." She growled shaking her head frantically, kicking out at him headless of any risk. "Don't touch me." She screamed flailing her body as she kicked out at him trying to flip over as she moved. She strained against the cuffs trying to twist her wrist free. Fighting desperately like a cornered animal headless of the damage she might do to herself in her desperate attempt to stop what was happening and maybe get away.