Her large, round breasts pushed against the fabric. With a sigh that was more of a growl, she ceased her struggling. Her eyes remained open, staring into the depths of his beady little peepers as he kissed her, his foul tongue writhing and slithering like a serpent seeking its prey. It was well past midnight when Amanda quietly slipped back into the house, her forced blind date finally behind her. His hand slid down her body, his fingers brushing against the side of her breast. She remained stoic, her breathing even as his hands roamed her curves, tracing the lines of her abs, then sliding down to cup her firm buttocks. But James was too lost in his newfound power to care. Amanda’s heart raced as she stared up at him, she took a deep breath and parted her full, glossy lips. “You’re nothing but a sad little man with a sad little life, and I pity you.” She smirked. She struggled, but his grip was like iron, his strength surprising for such a loser of a man. It was well past midnight when Amanda quietly slipped back into the house, her forced blind date finally behind her. He had crafted it meticulously, detailing her next ghoulish and humiliating act. He knew she was right, but he couldn’t help the way his
