Erica's POV;

He held the tie tightly. I tried to stand upright, to try and give myself a sense of control over my own body but it was all futile. I couldn't move my hands and Dante had used his belt to keep my legs together.

My body was trembling in fear. My legs and skirt were soaked. My hair was a mess and my butt throbbed pleasurable.

Was it even possible? Was it even possible to escape this?

He pulled my skirt down and tore off my thong.

I could hear him lustfully taking in my half-naked body.

“Fuck! It's been so long since I had you, Erica. I...