Devil Savior

His lips were persistent in planting kisses on the side of my neck as his hand began groping my breasts. I cursed myself for letting myself get into this morbid situation. I should have seen this coming. However, rather than blaming my past self, I needed to figure out how to get out of here and away from Josh. His large hand squeezed my breast, and I was repulsed by his touch. I started hitting him as hard as I could as I squirmed in his arms, but I wasn’t strong enough to push him away. His lips had begun nibbling on my neck before he started sucking on my skin. His hands were restless as it stroked my breasts and then my legs. “Stop! Please stop this!” I continued to scream as he continued to harass me. That was when I realized that we were inside his private lounge. Who could come and save me now? I could smell Josh’s cologne as it filled my senses and the wetness of his kisses along my neck. His hands fondled my body, my breasts, and my ass. It felt disgusting. It felt so