"She looked into the monitor and saw another stem rise up between her spread thighs. It was in the form of small round, rippling sheath with a 'mouth'... like opening at the end. Lisa looked wide eyed at the stem as it neared her protruding clitoris. The oozing 'mouth' slipped over the hard, pink tip and slowly sucked its way over the rigid organ into its protective hood. Lisa screeched at the ecstatic contact and her hips jerked upward as jolts of joy shot across her sex."Ohhhh .... All she did was smile at him, grinding herself against his leg. He fought against his bounds fruitlessly as he tried to get to her lips, neck, chest, anywhere, and all she would do was laugh. Finally she pushed him flat against the bed, holding him still, and brought her lips to his. It was like sweet release, her lips were soft, and the kiss was sweet, but all to soon she broke away, and he tried to follow her up to continue the kiss. She pushed him back down again, emphasizing that she was in. I continue to kiss him, we are breathing through our noses as we continue to kiss. It seems like hours and we are just kissing and then his hands go under my shirt. He puts his hand under my bra and I feel like a jolt. I have never felt anything like this.I really want to have sex and I have decided today is the day. We decide to take our shirts off and he helps me remove my bra. I am a 38 C cup size, very firm. We are kissing so deeply and Steve lays me down. His hands are massaging my breasts. She didn’t struggle or shout or try to escape. She was very, very confused. That she was being sexually assaulted still didn’t make itself known. Why was he doing this? Who is he? Why did he choose me to do this too? The figure told her to undo her jeans. She felt she had no choice. He was too large, he was in control, he could end up doing anything if she didn’t comply. Georgia didn’t go through the possible things she could have done, her brain wasn’t working. Her mind went to.