DRABBLE #2
by MEL

 For a second she felt a flash of panic as he pushed her forwards and pulled her arms behind her. She felt his hand, hot, as his fingers found the edge of her skirt and began inching it agonizingly slowly up up
She gritted her teeth and inhaled deeply to try to gain some control of her nerves. Half of her believed he was sincere in his sexual advances, while the other half suspected treachery and yet was too far gone to care.
"Either fuck me or kill me" she hissed through clenched teeth.
"I'm happy to oblige, my dear."