Kat tried to block out as much of him as she could.  It would be easier for her to let go if she pretended he wasn't there.  Apparently, however, his intent was<em>not</em>to make things easy on her.  His assault on her from behind ended and his greedy hands began groping at her body as his arms encircled her, acting as if he owned her.  Her body tensed against him as she felt his touch move south again to tease and torment her from the outside.  Though she could feel his hand gripping her chest not much sensation was derived from it after having experienced the shock of the black rod.<br/><br/>His fingers began to work relentlessly on her.  The friction coupled with the internal vibrations made her entire body quiver and quake.  She moaned loudly with strain from holding back and holding on.  It was far more torture than pleasure, if she would even allow herself to feel the pleasure.  He wanted her ecstatic cries and screams.  He tried to convince her that it would feel good.  Her body may have been having pleasure forced upon it but her mind still recognized that it was being violated and wouldn't accept it as anything other than pain.  A scream of pleasure wasn't even able to be forced from her lips.