FapHouse – Aathiyaa
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Scene Description: The air hung thick with unspoken tension. Sarah’s boyfriend, Mark, was charming, but there was a predatory glint in his eyes that I’d always felt uneasy about. One night, after too much wine, Sarah passed out on the couch. Mark looked at me, a slow, knowing smile spreading across his face. He didn’t need words. His eyes said it all.
He pulled me close, his hands roaming over my body with a practiced ease that chilled me to the bone. I was frozen, a mixture of fear and a strange, forbidden thrill coursing through me. He pushed me onto the floor, his weight pinning me down. His kisses were rough, demanding, leaving me breathless and disoriented. He ripped off my clothes, his movements brutal and efficient. The pain was sharp, intense, but I couldn’t bring myself to fight back. It was a violation, yes, but also… something else. Something dark and intoxicating.
He moved inside me, hard and fast, his rhythm relentless. Each thrust memory of his touch, the raw power of his possession, lingered like a phantom limb. I knew I should hate him, but a part of me, a dark, shameful part, couldn’t help but crave it again.
