Elie
So much for walking home after the library.
A week, I haven’t seen Wrench for, and he kidnaps me?
What the hell?!
He dragged me into his car and drove me to his apartment. He pulled me inside and locked the door so I couldn’t get out.
He hasn’t said one word to me since he grabbed me. Right now, he’s pinning me against the wall in his hallway, his lips attacking my neck, and just like every time he touches me, my puss.y is throbbing with need.
How can my body be so traitorous?
I’m mad at him for using me last time, yet here I am, about to let him do the same damn thing again. Honestly, I think I’ve lost my mind. I hate myself, and I let Wrench do these things to me because I should be punished for everything I put him through.
I guess I’m a sadist because this is not norm
