"No! Professor! What are you doing?" As his hands moved over her body, in such a clinical way, she felt... humiliated as if she were just an experiment. Her hips lift off the table, trying to... to something! Her fur lifted her panties up a little, gave a little mound there... and there might already be a small wet spot there on the white. "Get your hands off of me! Did you take off my clothes? Help me! Someone help me!" Her feet flexed, toes pointing, ankles twisting, but his hands smoothed that horrible cold cream on her... until she stopped struggling a bit, just crying, her breasts shaking as she cried. "Please, Professor! Please let me go! I'm a virgin! I don't know anything about sex! Please! Please... please don't.... violate me."
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