“I don’t know,” she answered quietly. She brought her thighs together as his hand began to move upward toward the intersection of her legs.
“You would spend all of your days off at home, logged in and hoping to find someone to play with,” he continued. “You were logged in at work. You were logged in during class at school. You told me yourself that your online life was the greatest part of your real one, didn’t you?”
“Y-yes,” she answered softly. “But it’s not the same.”
“It is exactly the same,” he spoke quickly. “I am cutting away all of the rest from your life. I am giving you your fantasies. No more work. No more school. And you don’t have to dream about it any longer. Because now, Melanie, it’s real. And you can’t deny that you are loving it.”
Melanie cried out as he roughly force
