"No, no don't!" she said at the mention of the rope. She looked up in shock at Steve's face, his expression firm.<br/><br/>Despite his warning, she continued to struggle, but his grip was tight, her wrists bound up in his fist. Cassie felt his hand beneath her bra, fondling her breast and teasing her nipple. She gasped, writhing on the couch as she sought to escape his grip, as though she could impossibly melt into the couch itself.<br/><br/>"Help me, please!" she cried, looking over at the other two who were conversing.<br/><br/>