I cry out again, whimpering as you squeeze my throat- not long, no, not long at all, but terrifying, all the same. I shudder as I hear the sound of my panties being torn away from me, now totally bared. I try futilely to cover myself beneath you, whimpering in pain again when you claw my thighs, causing small beads of blood to form. An idea forms in my head- a stupid, risky one that is more likely to make you angry than it is to help me here, but it's the only chance I have. Taking a deep breath, I shriek as loud as I can manage, "Help! Someone, please, help!"
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