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Chapter #5

You quake, as she runs a caressing hand over you.

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Mel prowls over to walk around you. Her hands brushing over your new flesh, as she examines you from every angle. Her height, her closeness add to the sense of intimidation you feel. Her perfume fills your nostrils, there's a confidence in her movement, a sinuous feline grace in her step. You doubt you could pull that off, at the moment. Flinching at her touch, you feel electricity run through you, as she stands behind you, her breath ruffling your perfect hair. Your pulse quickening, your blood pounding in your ears, as she runs her hands over your trousers. Tracing the subtle curve of your ass. Feeling her bend lower, her hand traces it's way down one thigh.

"Oh, we have to play with this." she purred.

Your lips move mouthing a silent objection, a faint protest dying in your throat. Traces of 'But... But...' remain unspoken.

The ass slap she gives you sends you forward, your cheeks warm at the blow. The sound deafening to your ears. Horrified, you find it's made you a little horny.

"I never told you about my sexual history. Have I, Sakura?" Mel whispers, hissing teasingly the sexual, in your ear.

"It's Peter... not Sakura..." you whimper, barely able to object.

Stepping up, to stand pressed against your spine, her arms slip beneath yours. Head shaking, knowing, dreading what's coming next. You can only yelp in protest, as she grabs your bust.

"It's not much." she observes, her fingers mauling your bust, teasing your nipples, "But, these don't belong to any Peter that I know."

Squirming in her grip, you wriggle but can't break free. Only when she slips her arms away can you flee the room. Retreating to the hall, you look around. The bedroom, the bathroom, and the front door leave you with a choice.
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