“Undress for me,” he demanded. Lydia started shaking her head no. His look was dark and frightening when he said, “You want me to tear it off for you?”
Sobbing, Lydia started removing her beautiful new dress bit by bit as he sat on the bed and watched. She tried not to look him in the eye as she did it. When she was finally naked, he stood and started roughly handling and pinching her breasts, her bottom, and pushing his finger crudely between her legs. He withdrew his hand and smiled to find it tinted with blood. Finally, having tortured her for as long as he wanted and satisfied that he was the first man to have her, he pushed her on the bed to mount her again. “Now you know how I have felt for years now while you teased and played me. I watched you flirt with Duncan Porter and how all
