p class="code-line" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; position: relative; font-family: -apple-system, system-ui, 'Segoe WPC', 'Segoe UI', system-ui, Ubuntu, 'Droid Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" data-line="0"She could not see anything. Of course she could not, her eyes had been covered by a blindfold the entire time. She had been like this ever since she entered his, her first step in and a length of pale red cloth wrapped around her eyes, taking away her sight./p
p class="code-line" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; position: relative; font-family: -apple-system, system-ui, 'Segoe WPC', 'Segoe UI', system-ui, Ubuntu, 'Droid Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" data-line="2"She ... she was used to this now, her body aching, knowing what was coming next. That shiver of anticipation, the agonizing pairing of fear and desire coursing through her body throwing taking away her rationality, and leaving her drunk on the purity of the emsensation/em./p
p class="code-line" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; position: relative; font-family: -apple-system, system-ui, 'Segoe WPC', 'Segoe UI', system-ui, Ubuntu, 'Droid Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" data-line="4"His hot breath was close, she could feel it, hear the heavy desire coursing through him. But she knew he would not indulge, he never did. She turned to where his breath came from, but before she could find his lips he had gone. Moved on, moving around her in a ceaseless whirlwind of energy, and emstrongpower/strong/em./p
p class="code-line" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; position: relative; font-family: -apple-system, system-ui, 'Segoe WPC', 'Segoe UI', system-ui, Ubuntu, 'Droid Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" data-line="6"Before she realized it, he was already behind her, his hands resting on her lower back. The heat in his fingertips setting her skin on fire as he seemed to infuse his very own raging desire into her body, pushing out her own logic. In that moment of empassion/em her entire body lost strength as her knees buckled underneath her and she collapsed against him./p
p class="code-line" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; position: relative; font-family: -apple-system, system-ui, 'Segoe WPC', 'Segoe UI', system-ui, Ubuntu, 'Droid Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" data-line="8"His hands tightened around her waist painfully as he caught her and pressed her into the wall, her chest and face forced against the cool stone, which at least gave her temporary relief from the raging emotions swirling through her. Perhaps she was subconsciously seeking this, but she would never admit it to herself. And yet, ever since that fateful evening when he took her right there in the open, she had never been able refuse his summons./p
p class="code-line" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; position: relative; font-family: -apple-system, system-ui, 'Segoe WPC', 'Segoe UI', system-ui, Ubuntu, 'Droid Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" data-line="10"Logically, she knew that she was not under an Imperius; after all, she knew what that felt like. She And yet, she always found herself here, in his room, unable to refuse - not willing to refuse./p
p class="code-line" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; position: relative; font-family: -apple-system, system-ui, 'Segoe WPC', 'Segoe UI', system-ui, Ubuntu, 'Droid Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" data-line="12"His hands were on her now, firm, hard. She pressed back. Just as desperately. Pushing her rear into him, and making it difficult for him to remove her clothing by hand. He wanted it. She knew. So she would make it difficult for him, her last act of defiance./p
p class="code-line" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; position: relative; font-family: -apple-system, system-ui, 'Segoe WPC', 'Segoe UI', system-ui, Ubuntu, 'Droid Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" data-line="14"That itself did not last long, it never did. His hand came up to pull at her hair, almost immediately stilling her, giving him the time, and grip to dig his fingers into her clothes, ripping them off in one, almost violent, movement. Then she was there. Bare. In his room, with his tie blindfolding her, and his hand grasping her hair./p
p class="code-line" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; position: relative; font-family: -apple-system, system-ui, 'Segoe WPC', 'Segoe UI', system-ui, Ubuntu, 'Droid Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" data-line="16"She had lost. She never stood a chance, both of them knew that. Knew it the moment he opened the door for her the next day./p
p class="code-line" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; position: relative; font-family: -apple-system, system-ui, 'Segoe WPC', 'Segoe UI', system-ui, Ubuntu, 'Droid Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" data-line="18"That pressure within her chest finally subsided, she knew now, again, once again, that she could not fight this. It was her destiny./p
p class="code-line" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; position: relative; font-family: -apple-system, system-ui, 'Segoe WPC', 'Segoe UI', system-ui, Ubuntu, 'Droid Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" data-line="20"Her voice was tiny, barely audible even to herself, "Please... please, Viktor."/p
p class="code-line" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; position: relative; font-family: -apple-system, system-ui, 'Segoe WPC', 'Segoe UI', system-ui, Ubuntu, 'Droid Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" data-line="2"She ... she was used to this now, her body aching, knowing what was coming next. That shiver of anticipation, the agonizing pairing of fear and desire coursing through her body throwing taking away her rationality, and leaving her drunk on the purity of the emsensation/em./p
p class="code-line" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; position: relative; font-family: -apple-system, system-ui, 'Segoe WPC', 'Segoe UI', system-ui, Ubuntu, 'Droid Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" data-line="4"His hot breath was close, she could feel it, hear the heavy desire coursing through him. But she knew he would not indulge, he never did. She turned to where his breath came from, but before she could find his lips he had gone. Moved on, moving around her in a ceaseless whirlwind of energy, and emstrongpower/strong/em./p
p class="code-line" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; position: relative; font-family: -apple-system, system-ui, 'Segoe WPC', 'Segoe UI', system-ui, Ubuntu, 'Droid Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" data-line="6"Before she realized it, he was already behind her, his hands resting on her lower back. The heat in his fingertips setting her skin on fire as he seemed to infuse his very own raging desire into her body, pushing out her own logic. In that moment of empassion/em her entire body lost strength as her knees buckled underneath her and she collapsed against him./p
p class="code-line" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; position: relative; font-family: -apple-system, system-ui, 'Segoe WPC', 'Segoe UI', system-ui, Ubuntu, 'Droid Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" data-line="8"His hands tightened around her waist painfully as he caught her and pressed her into the wall, her chest and face forced against the cool stone, which at least gave her temporary relief from the raging emotions swirling through her. Perhaps she was subconsciously seeking this, but she would never admit it to herself. And yet, ever since that fateful evening when he took her right there in the open, she had never been able refuse his summons./p
p class="code-line" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; position: relative; font-family: -apple-system, system-ui, 'Segoe WPC', 'Segoe UI', system-ui, Ubuntu, 'Droid Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" data-line="10"Logically, she knew that she was not under an Imperius; after all, she knew what that felt like. She And yet, she always found herself here, in his room, unable to refuse - not willing to refuse./p
p class="code-line" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; position: relative; font-family: -apple-system, system-ui, 'Segoe WPC', 'Segoe UI', system-ui, Ubuntu, 'Droid Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" data-line="12"His hands were on her now, firm, hard. She pressed back. Just as desperately. Pushing her rear into him, and making it difficult for him to remove her clothing by hand. He wanted it. She knew. So she would make it difficult for him, her last act of defiance./p
p class="code-line" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; position: relative; font-family: -apple-system, system-ui, 'Segoe WPC', 'Segoe UI', system-ui, Ubuntu, 'Droid Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" data-line="14"That itself did not last long, it never did. His hand came up to pull at her hair, almost immediately stilling her, giving him the time, and grip to dig his fingers into her clothes, ripping them off in one, almost violent, movement. Then she was there. Bare. In his room, with his tie blindfolding her, and his hand grasping her hair./p
p class="code-line" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; position: relative; font-family: -apple-system, system-ui, 'Segoe WPC', 'Segoe UI', system-ui, Ubuntu, 'Droid Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" data-line="16"She had lost. She never stood a chance, both of them knew that. Knew it the moment he opened the door for her the next day./p
p class="code-line" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; position: relative; font-family: -apple-system, system-ui, 'Segoe WPC', 'Segoe UI', system-ui, Ubuntu, 'Droid Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" data-line="18"That pressure within her chest finally subsided, she knew now, again, once again, that she could not fight this. It was her destiny./p
p class="code-line" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; position: relative; font-family: -apple-system, system-ui, 'Segoe WPC', 'Segoe UI', system-ui, Ubuntu, 'Droid Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" data-line="20"Her voice was tiny, barely audible even to herself, "Please... please, Viktor."/p