SYNOPSIS
"Then without any warning , he caught hold of the left sleeve of Kim’s top & tugged hard.
Kim stared in horror as the sleeve ripped, the sound of ruined self respect far more deafening than the actual sound of the sleeve ripping.
She turned her head & saw the sleeve---torn & her upper arm -exposed.
Jake roughly grabbed her chin & stared at her. Kim could sense a wildness about him. It looked as if he was possessed.
He leaned towards her. She could feel his hot breath on her face.
As he neared her lips, the same savage expression on his face, Kim’s eyes widened-panic bubbling inside her.
“No”, she screamed, shaking her head vehemently, trying to avoid his savage gaze, trying to delay what she knew was to come. However, the after effects of the drug was still there and making her struggle feeble.
He caught hold of her hair & bought her face close to his.
“Don’t. You can’t”, Kim whispered , fear loomed large in her eyes.
Jake smiled internally. She was his prisoner. HIS. "
